family crisis break up

I broke up with my GF to avert a looming family crisis

It’s another Wednesday and we are featuring yet another intriguing story. We have had a story that involved family in the past, but this one is totally different and might easily pass for a blockbuster Nollywood movie. Carefully read this one and let us know if Michael’s decision to break  up in order to avert a family crisis was the best in the situation.

A lot of people still wonder why I left a wonderful relationship with Susan without a strong reason, little do they know that I did it in her best interest, and to avoid a looming family crisis. But before you begin to cast peering eyes, please read my story.

Susan and I met at a friend’s party and we were an instant hit. Our friends cheered us on and made sure we started a relationship. It was a very happy and bright moment in my life as I had been through some depressing times. Susan was a silver lining and our relationship gave me the needed lift to get my life back on track.

After a year and half of dating, I began to take steps towards bringing our relationship to the next level. Susan had hitherto informed me that she didn’t want us introducing ourselves to family members until we were both sure about what we wanted with the relationship. According to her, she had never introduced any guy to her folks as her lover; she wanted to make sure the only man she ever introduced was the one she would marry. We agreed to that and after Nineteen months of dating, I took her to see my elder brother.

We were both living in Lagos, but my parents were in Ondo state while hers were in Delta. We decided we would find time to visit them. Hence, we started by visiting our siblings who were in Lagos.

She met some of my cousins and other related members of my family and they all welcomed her warmly. Trouble however started when it was time to meet hers.

Susan’s elder sister was very warm when we first met. She talked about taking me as a brother they did not have in the family and I was happy with the way things were going. Things however started going haywire a few weeks later.

 Nkiru (Susan’s elder sister) invited me to her place saying that we needed to talk; she wanted to give me some useful info about Susan and their family. She asked me not to tell Susan about my coming and I heeded.

When I arrived at her place, she was busy in the kitchen. She served me food and insisted that I eat before we could talk. I didn’t hesitate because I had come to accept her as my in-law and wasn’t expecting anything sinister. Her food was lovely; it was rice and peppersoup. I however started feeling really dizzy after eating, and could hardly comprehend what she was saying afterwards. I drifted into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I was naked and had Nkiru wrapped in my arms on her bed. I jumped out of the bed, wore my clothes and stepped out of the room. I was broken deep within me. I couldn’t fathom how it all happened, or how I graciously fell for Nkiru’s antics. The worst of it all was that I couldn’t tell if we had sex or not. I didn’t say a word to her, I left immediately.

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I had a huge burden of guilt on me after then. I started withdrawing from Susan. I couldn’t look her in the eye anymore. I couldn’t tell her that I may have slept with her sister. I couldn’t hold it to myself either, so I got a diary and started pouring out my anger into it. I needed someone to talk to, but I couldn’t trust anyone with the information. I loved Susan dearly, and I didn’t want anything that would jeopardize our relationship.

Nkiru however did not stop calling me. I avoided her calls, and when I couldn’t bear them any longer, I blocked her totally from reaching me. Somehow, she got my home address through Susan who suspected nothing. 

Nkiru visited me on a Sunday morning just when I was preparing for church. She came with pictures of the other day; raunchy pictures of me stark naked with her on the bed, and in very indescribable positions. I was shaking like a jelly fish.To confirm my fears, I asked her if we had sex, and she replied in the affirmative. I went further and asked why she did what she did, and what she wanted with me. She answered by saying she just liked me and wanted to have a feel of me. 

She promised to keep the secret between us only if I agreed to have sex with her at least once in every two weeks. She promised not to disturb our marriage plans if I conceded to her demands.

That was the borderline for me. I eventually had to talk to someone, but the person I spoke to encouraged me to do it since she has promised not to disturb my relationship with Susan. I was more confused. Doing anything with Nkiru would make me damned forever and not worthy of Susan. I needed to know what was happening, but there was no one to give me any information about why Nkiru was doing that to her sister, and why she was using me.

I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I had to let go of both of them. Sleeping with Nkiru and Susan would be me inviting a family crisis that could be very difficult to handle. It was very hard for me, but it was the only thing I believe I could do in the situation.

– Micheal

*Names and locations in this story have been changed to protect the writer’s identity*

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