Best Friend - Episode 10

 

Few hours earlier.............

Kunle sat in the well furnished parlour that welcomed visitors to the humble abode of the Adebayos as late Mr Folarin Adebayo would say to his visitors.

"Oh Kunle its you" Paris said casually strolling into the parlour

"Yes were you expecting some body else?" Kunle replied 

"Nah, not really, its just the way Bisi said it that got me wondering who was looking for me" Paris said now sited across the parlour directly opposite Kunle.

"Ah, I can imagine, she as an interesting character"

"She came in and was like aunty one fine uncle say him is looking for you" Paris said trying to sound like their house help Bisi.

"Leave the poor girl alone, after all she is right am a fine uncle" Kunle said laughing.

"Oh please spare me that" she said rolling her eyes, "so what brings you over, I thought you doctors are supposed to be very busy people" she continued.

"True but that doesn't mean we don't set aside time for things we care about" he paused letting that sink in a little. "I was just around and decided to check on you and your mum, how is she fairing?"

"She is fine, taking a nap upstairs

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. She is much better now"  Paris answered.

"I can see you are fine, I mean even though you are grieving you still manage to look as beautiful as the morning sunrise after a long cold night" Kunle said with a smile so wide you could count all his teeth.

"Thank you,I will take that as a compliment. Why exactly are you here Kunle" she said with a frown slowly forming across her forehead.

"Well Paris let me blunt, I have been thinking about you a lot, for the past couple of days, months to be precised" he said as he pulled himself out of the big white leather chair and sitting by its edge.

"And who gave you the job of thinking of me and for what purpose?" She asked a little angry.

Kunle continued, not minding the change in tone of her voice "You truly deserve nothing but the best out of life, and in truth I don't think Fred can give that"

"Oh really? let me guess you can give me the best right? I really don't know what is wrong with you, but I advice you see a doctor" Paris said angrily

"Paris I love, you I really do, from that day I met you while we were still in school I have loved you and its because I care about you that's why am doing this, you need a good man to really make you happy'

" Kunle please get out this minute" Paris said in real anger "you are not half the man Fred is and you will never be", Please leave before I do something crazy" she added, voice now high.

Kunle could not stop now, he knew the success of his plans was dependent on his next statement "Fred is no better than I am, he is worse. Do you really think his some perfect gentle man? He is much a womanizing scum bag as I am" he said in pretend anger. "You can't possibly get married to a man that is practically responsible for your fathers death". He stopped abruptly like he had said something he was not suppose to say. Turned slowly and walked towards the door.

"What!! What did you just say? Don't you dare walking out on me" Paris commanded
"Forget it, I said nothing" He replied still backing her.

"Start talking, this minute"

"I have tried protecting you from this, but I guess it would still come out someday" He turned to face her shook his head and continued "The day your dad had a crash and was rushed to the hospital, Fred was on duty in the emergency unit, well I don't know how best to say this, but Fred was stupid enough not to realize he had internal bleeding and as its typical of Fred he made one too many mistakes that lead to your father's demise."
Paris just stood like she had been struck by thunder, Kunle had to be lying, the story didn't sound true.

"You are lying, no you are lying" she managed to say as if trying to convince herself. Her tears ran out freely.

"I know its had to believe, but am his best friend and I know. Think about it, why was he so mad and sad and beat himself up so much when your dad died?".

" Get out ,get out liar" she screamed at him
He turned to leave then said "you could ask him yourself" and left shutting the door behind him.

Certainly its not true, it can't be true she repeatedly said to herself as she cried on the floor. Suddenly she stood up and frantically searched for the keys to her car she was going to see Fred and he better had a good explanation.