BOY MANIAC

Chapter 6

The living room was dimly lit. Blue velvet curtains hid the long windows across the walls, thus allowing only streaks of sunlight to filter through the windows. The floor was well tiled with red marbles. Four white sofas surrounded a brown debonair table which stood on a hand-woven rug. On the sofas were red square shape cushion that blended with the floor. A clock in the corner ticked slowly and eerily in the silence; every now and then it gave a snap which gave the room a ghostly feeling, like someone was watching me. 

“Now!!!”

a voice echoed in the room. My heart did a somersault as voices stentoriously filled the room.

“Surprise!!!”

A bunch of teenagers appeared from back of the sofas and from back of the door. A guy slid out from underneath the center table and waggled his brows at me. From different corners of the room came girls which squealed and cheered as they race  towards me and dragged me over to a sofa. 

”Welcome ma'am”

I could hear some of them greeting my mom as she strolled through the door.

“Styles...”

“Welcome back”

“Thank God you are back”

“I’m so happy to see you”

Said the girls, some cupped my face while some gently pulled and ran there hands through my hair. 

“Hey! hey!! girls relax, cant you see that he is stressed out, for God sake he is just arriving from the hospital.”

Said the boy who had slid out from under the table.

“Come on Terry, he isn't complaining his he?” 

said one of the girls.

“Terry you are just jealous he has all the girls to himself right?"

Wole said as he strutted into the sitting room. He gave Terry a goofy smile and waggled his eyebrows twice at him. 

“of course not”

Terry retorted with shrugged shoulders.

“its true”

the girls roared

“Okay, if that is what you guys say, then I quit, do whatever you like.”

Terry said and walked over to Wole. He picked a cushion on the sofa and lightly pounded Wole with it.

“Hey Styles, is it true you don't remember anything about your past life? And Some of your friends that went to visit you at the hospital said you were so mean to them”

Asked a girl who was gnawing a bubble  gum like a goat masticating sugarcane leaves. Every now and again she would puff her cheeks and blow the gum into a bubble which got bigger and rounder till it would finally burst. I remained silent for a while and nodded slowly.

“So that means you can't remember us?”

I nodded once again.

“Heya”

an albino girl said and shook her head

“Dont worry you'll get better okay”

She added. Her eyes were large and luminously golden. Her skin was so transparent that I could trace her blood veins right through it, and her hair, was the color of the sun.

“Okay, I know when you girls see a fine boy you cannot control your selfs. But right now I want you all to postpone your flirting and seduction for another time because, right now we have a serious business on ground”

Terry's voice echoed in the room.

“What!?” 

All the girls blurted in unison. I watched as they all deserted me and stampeded towards Terry.

“What did you just vomit from that your mouth?”

“Are you indirectly calling us flirts?”

“So that's what you think of us?”

“Say it again let me hear you”

“If your name is Terry, open that your rubbish mouth and call us seducers again”

“Relax girls, take it easy, I was just kidding, I just said that to grab your attentions real quick.” 

Terry said with his hands above his head.

“Its a lie,”

The girls rejoined. 

I watched as a girl wagged and poked her finger in the air, at Terry's face.

“Amaka do you want to shook my eyes?” 

Terry asked the girl, his tone and his temper gradually rising.

“psst”

I called softly trying to get AY’s attention but there was no response, her eyes were fixed on Terry and the girls who were buzzing around him.

“Come on, AY" 

I mouthed and called over and over again. Luckily she looked at my direction 

“psst"

I sounded and gestured her to come over to me. She stood up from the sofa and walked over to me and sat besides me.

“Who are all these people? and how did they get inside the house?”

I asked curiously.

“They are your friends, the girls are the cheerleaders of your football team at school, while Wole and Terry are your sit mates. Your mom must have given them access to the house I guess.”

“Okay”

I replied and shrugged.

“Terry anytime I tell you to keep your mouth shut you will not listen, now see... look at how talkie talkie has landed you into palaver”

Wole said and shook his head.

“Wole I beg, I beg, don't come and exaggerate matters here, don't come and add more fuel to the fire”

Terry said with seriousness.

“please girls, forgive him... that's how he behaves”

Wole pleaded with the girls.

“you are lucky if not er...”

“ehn....next time don't try this rubbish...oh”

“look at his mouth like I was just kidding” 

they snapped at Terry and reluctantly went back to there various sits.

“Yemi it's time”

Wole added and sat down. A girl stood up from a armchair, She wore a long blue gown that clung tightly to her body. her skin was as rich and deep as any stately home mahogany.

“I thank you all for giving me the opportunity to speak, as you all know my name is Yemi”

She said calmly, her voice was feathery, sounding vulnerable but strong at the same time.

“Styles on behalf of everyone seated here I want to tell you that we are glad to have you back. it feels so great to have you back to our team. When you left us, we all were filled with sadness. We missed you and all the fun we use to have.”

I listened keenly as words rolled out off her mouth in timbres of warmth, I was mesmerized by the movement of her lips. Her words were so clear, clearer than clear water and melodic that it sounded distinctly foreign. I let my eyes slide over her body, like I was studying a book. Her shape already had the beginnings of womanhood, yet I doubt she is more than half way through her teens. luscious waves of black hair fell to her big chest.  I had to rip my eyes away from her every time my eyes came in contact with her exposed cleavages. 

She's so hot, Oh my God, those round balls on her chest, I would love to grab em, and....

In a split second my mind became crowded with crazy thoughts. I tried to wave the thoughts out of my head but a voice kept panging in my head, telling me all sort of bullshit. I shook my head and pounded it down again and again on my palms, but my thoughts would not dislodge themselves. 

Oh God, I bet those lips are cherries in disguise.... what must it feel like to taste those lips...I mean No, no, enough. 

I shook my head vigoriously fortunately it helped in getting rid of the impious thoughts.

“It is just so sad that after what happened to you, you have lost your memory and your dad too is..."

Yemi suddenly paused.

“My dad!”

I blurted with wide eyes. 

“that reminds me. Where is my dad?”

“he is asleep"

My mom replied briskly and hurried up to me.

“He is asleep in his room, just allow Yemi to finish her speech, then we will go in and see him"

“is that necessary?"

I said with gritted teeth.

“yes, you can't just leave, you've got to say something to your friends before you leave” 

My mom whispered into my ear I took in and out a deep breath and muttered.

“Okay woman”

“Yemi, we are sorry for interrupting you. Please continue."

my mom said and forced a smile.

“okay Mrs Smith”

Yemi retorted and continued her speech, skipping the part concerning my father. After the speech, she said a short prayer. Everyone stood up and gave her a round of applause as she sat back on the arm chair.

“Now styles say something to your friends"

My mom whispered into my ear.

“something like what? huh?”

I said, picking my nose.

“like a thank you"

“well I have something to say”

I blurted out, and stood up from the sofa like an automaton, out of will I look across the room and pointed at Yemi. 

“hey you there, that chick with the big boobs, I just want to tell you that I love your boobs and would love to hangout with you sometime”

I said boldly, my voice showed no atom of fear. I froze, my brain stuttered for some moment, every part of me goes on pause while my thoughts catch up again. I was surprised at what I just said. I couldn’t believe those words just came out of my mouth.