When love ENSNARES....

When love ENSNARES….
(A sequel to when love happens)

Written by Onuzulike Somtochukwu


Timmy loved women;
they were all so beautiful to him. The tall ones, the short ones, the skinny ones, the plump ones, the good looking ones, Even the not so good looking ones. The variety made it more enjoyable.
Amina comes on Mondays to ease the stress of work and of course cook delicious meals that would last him through the week. Stephanie is his Tuesday bed warmer and companion. Wednesdays are for Ronke with the big booty, and of course he can’t just get enough of Ronke so she stays Wednesdays and Thursdays. Sexy, beautiful Cleopatra is the weekend queen. She’s the one he shows off to friends, the one for the clubs, parties and social events. He knew what to tell them, the right things to say and do to keep them coming. If he decides he is done with a certain woman, he knew how to end it swiftly. POOF! He’s gone. He left a trail of broken hearts everywhere, a resonating reputation as the smoothest player in the game yet somehow women kept coming.
When he met Anita everything changed. He never planned to get involved emotionally but after the first date he knew he was roped in. he hadn’t even touched her. He had to marry her or lose her. He loved the game but he loved her more. So he did marry her. His Wedding was talk of the town. Many were surprised that after his rather “entertaining” lifestyle he still seemed lucky. (I guess karma quit his job)
Timmy stood in front of the mirror for what seemed like hours, staring at his naked body. Compliments from friends floating around in his head
“Timmy boy!” His father had yelled. Hugging him rather too closely….Something he never did.
“You’ve made your mother and I so proud!” He stated.
“Congratulations! She’s freaking beautiful man!” His friend mike had said amidst handshakes.
 His wedding night was also playing out the way he hoped it would, it was like a dream come true. He walked out of the bathroom and there his bride was lying on his bed waiting for him, like a flower about to bud. He wanted to go straight to business but she handed him a glass of wine insisting that he takes a little wine to calm the nerves. He did amidst kisses and soft romance but with every sip his senses got dimmer. In seconds his vision became blurry; his breath became heavy as he panted for air. His stomach was in knots and twists. Instantly he realized he was about to die. (Karma was back from vacation)
She stood there looking at him as he struggled.
“This is payback” she said quietly
“Does Amina ring a bell?” she asked.
“You probably don’t even remember her name!” she screamed amidst tears.
“You lied to her! Exploited her and killed her! You murderer!”
“I dddddiiid no ki kee kill anyone” Timmy struggled to say, still clutching his throat as he gasped for air.
“You destroyed her! My sister, my only sister! And when she took her own life, you never cared!”
“You’re a murderer regardless of how you see it!”  She screamed, kicking him viciously.
“You heard she died, didn’t you? Didn’t you!”
“You never cared, never sent condolences….” She wept!
Her facial expressions moved swiftly from pain to raw anger.
“This is payback for you devil!” she yelled.
“For the pain you caused me! She was all I had!”
“My only family”
Timmy struggled as bloody foamy substance oozed from his mouth. The image of Amina’s face came floating in his mind’s eye. Sweet loyal Amina...then he slid into oblivion.