His Muse 10.2 (finale)

The next morning Edem skipped his class and went over to Sandra's hostel. He got there as early as he could. He knocked on the door and her roommate let him in. He noticed Sandra's bed was empty. "Adjoa, where is Sandra?" He asked concerned. Adjoa just shook her head. "I don't know. I slept early last night." She replied rubbing her eyes. Edem took out his phone. He was going to call Dean but he realized that was a bad idea. For a minute he felt out of place. Then the door opened and Sandra entered the room. She looked sleep deprived. Her hair was a bit messy. "Edem!" She said startled. Her roommate saw the situation and left them alone. "I have been calling you since last night." He said looking at her closely. Her hair was messy. Her clothes looked crumpled.

 "Where were you?" He asked. She fumbled. Edem shook his head. What he was thinking was probably right. "So you were sleeping with someone eh?!" He thundered. Before she could say another word he added, "I'm ashamed of you Sandra." She threw her bag down and rolled her eyes. "Look Edem, I really don't know what you want from me. You have the coolest clothes, dine at the best restaurants and I am even planning on getting you into a cool hostel like mine and you are here yelling at me. Who cares about that guy I was with? Aren't you the one everyone calls my boyfriend?" She finally said. Edem froze. "What?! All those things are done with my own money..." he started. "Oh boy please. You wouldn't have gotten that money if it wasn't for me!" She yelled. Edem stared at her. He realized what was happening. He always saw it, he was just blinded by the long hair, smiles and curves but now he could see clearly. He headed for the door but Sandra rushed for his hand. "Ed, look I'm sorry. I didn't even sleep with anyone. I just met with a producer of a TV show about you and we went to a party..." she explained. He didn't say a thing. He just broke free from her grip and walked out.  

Unfortunately, Sandra did not allow him to perform at the show. She gave the spot to someone else. Edem had run out of money. He didn't have enough money to get him through the next year. He went to see a few people who were organizing shows if they needed a comedian for as little as 50 cedis a show. He was desperate. One night on his way back he saw Sandra. He was about to approach her and put his anger on her when someone called him from behind. He turned around and saw Dean and Sally. "Yo, what's up?" Dean asked. Edem felt terrible and happy at the same time. He rushed to them. "I'm so sorry, Dean. I don't know what..." he started to appologize but Dean stopped him. "Don't worry its alright. I knew you would come back to your senses." he said. Sally smiled. "So we are cool?" Edem asked, looking at both of them. "Yup." they both said. Edem smiled. "Look here we have money to make. And you are not going to be begging for gigs again ok?" Dean said. Edem nodded eagerly as they walked away. "Dean you were right. My talent comes from within me and not from anyone else. Especially not gold digging girlfriends." Edem said and Dean smiled. "Amen!" Sally yelled and they all laughed, just like always.

True friends understand you, even when you have nothing to offer them.

The End  

His muse 10.1

"I have been calling him since Friday. He won't get back to me." Dean said. Sally struggled to keep up with his pace. They were walking to their hostel from lectures. "Oh Dean relax. Edem is probably busy with studies. You know exams are coming up." She said. Dean turned to look at her. "So you are also on the other side eh?" He asked, slowing down. Sally stopped. "What? What are you talking about?" She asked innocently. Dean sighed. "Sandra his new sweetheart was acting all diva on me at the show." He said throwing his hand in the air. Sally couldn't help it. She burst out into laughter. "I'm glad one of us at least finds it funny." He said looking at her. "I'm sorry. It's just that, you looked gay when you did the whole diva thing." She managed to say. Dean giggled and tickled her. She laughed even louder. "Are you jealous of your friend because he has a new girlfriend?" She teased. "No, not at all. It’s just that since they started dating its like she controls him. Can you imagine he blew almost 150 cedis on a date with her? He hasn't made enough money for that." Dean explained. Sally put her arm around his shoulder. "Deanie, he is in love. He has more shows ahead. You said it yourself. His future is bright. Just let him have a little fun ok?" She said. They were on Sally's floor now. She rushed off to her room and Dean went to his. Just before he got to his room he got a text from Edem. "Well its about time!" He yelled. Dean read it and his jaw dropped.

"How could you?" Sally said. Edem recognised her voice and turned around. "Sally. What's up?" He said, rather shy. "Oh don't what's up me. Dean was the one who got you into showbiz in the first place and now you tell him to back off?!" She said walking closer to him. Edem stummered for a while. "Look you don't understand. I'm not telling him to back off." He tried to explain. He felt bad. "So you feel you can handle this on your own don't you?" Sally shot at him and folded her arms. Just then Edem's phone rang. "Sally I'm sorry but I have to go." He said and walked away.

Moses pulled a chair next to Edem's bed. "Yo I heard you have a gig at the national theatre next month. Is it true?" He asked. Edem nodded. "Ah, how did you know? My name isn't on the posters." Edem asked. Modes smiled. "Your manager/girl friend said it on air today." He replied. Edem smiled. "My girl has links." He said and gave Moses a high five.

Edem walked away from the ATM machine. He had withdrawn money from his education savings. He felt bad and remembered what Dean said when they first set it up. "Make sure you don't touch this money or else you can kiss school goodbye." He hadn't heard from Dean in some months. He felt bad. Sandra got him shows that paid more but unfortunately she seemed to spend all the money on fancy restaurants, clothes and fuel for her car. He looked at his phone. It was almost midnight. He called Sandra again after a few failed attempts. This time the call went through but she didn't answer. He walked briskly to his hall. When he got to his room he couldn't sleep. He checked the time again. He picked up some handout notes he was reading and opened it. He closed it after five minutes and sent Sandra a text. He was worried.

To be continued... :) 

Just my luck

“Ah, where you guys dey?”I said furiously. I listened to his lousy excuse and hung up. The boys where always like that. Anytime we were to hang out they would either come late or go somewhere without me. It was just annoying. I ordered another drink and played with my phone. Thank goodness for Angry Birds. To think I closed early from work too. I turned to my right and saw a really hot lady sitting by herself. She looked so worn out. I could hear her order the same drink as me. The waiter came back and said it had run out. Just then my waiter brought mine.  “Is this the last bottle?”I asked, just before he opened it. He nodded and I signalled for him to give it to the lady. Who know she might just smile at me or say thank you. I noticed she was surprised when the waiter gave her the drink and said it was from me. She looked at me and I waved. She turned and said something to the waiter. He took the drink and brought it back to me. Yawa oh. She didn’t even wave back!

He put the drink on my table and walked away. Now this was embarrasing. The lady got up. Oh this was bad. Now i was making her leave? What a bad day! She looked so good too. Even though she was wearing a black corporate knee length dress, it was tight enough to see all her sexy curves. She had opened two buttons too to show just enough cleavage. Now I was more than shy. To my surprise she walked to my table and sat on the chair opposite mine. I froze. This was not planned. “Hi, the waiter told me what you did. That’s nice of you, thanks. I told him to bring two glasses so we share the drink. It’s only fair.”She said. Gosh I was mezmerized. Not only was she thoughtful but her voice was just as sexy as I imagined it. At this moment I had totally forgotten about my boys.

The waiter brought the glasses and we really shared the drink. She told me her name, Agnes and how she hated being called Aggie. She worked at a bank. I asked if she liked her job and she said she didnt really mind because it came with a lot of tips. Of cause, who wouldn’t tip her. She was gorgeous! Talking to her was so much fun minus the times she occassionally looked around and zoned out small. She ordered two more drinks for herself. Yup, she was a drinker. I honestly could not believe my luck when she said, “do you want to go somewhere else?” I nodded like some child. I paid the bill as fast as I could and we walked out. Hot girl walking by my side? Where were my boys to see this.

I tried to stop a taxi when we were by the road but she stopped me. “Oh we don’t need a taxi, I have a car.” She said and pulled another sexy stunt. Agnes took out the car keys from her big bag, unlocked the car with the keyholder then walked over and opened the door for me. I rushed to sit before she changed her mind, then she leaned over giving enough view to last a lifetime and said, “Don’t forget your seatbelt.”She closed the door and got into the passenger seat. That, my dear friends, was fun! “So where should we go?”She asked as we drove off. I honestly did not care where we went. Team Agnes all the way! Oh did I add the car was 2011 Hyundai Accent? But she seemed a little clumpsy with it though.

My guess, it was her parent’s car. Rich folk. Somewhere in the conversation she asked where I lived. I knew this was my chance and clearly an invitation. I answered and quickly added that my parents were out of town so I was home alone. Her eyes seemed to light up. “When do they come back?”She asked and I proudly replied, “In a month.” She smiled. Then it came. The long awaited plan. “Oh cool, then lets go to your place. We can figure out some place to go over there.”She said and took the next u-turn. She wasn’t very used to the roads so I had to really give her the directions and boy I couldn’t wait to get home.

To be continued...