Behind Shades Episode 1

ou think the world is controlled by one person? You think you have a family?, you think you are smarter than I am, you think you are bolder than I am, you think you are the only one who knows how to serve God? You think so?; but I think you are dreaming. I am not one of the regular girls you see around, I am classy, intelligent, sexy, you can describe me with your own sweetest words.
But does it matter any way…You feel you have the worse challenges ever, because you don't have money? Or because you are disappointed at some point in your life. Wait…chill…grab a bottle of coke and my story will shock you.
Becky as I am fondly called by my friends is a sweet down to earth lady. I am 28years old,
working class lady, working in one of the biggest banks in Lagos. I am very rich and can buy myself anything I wish. Wondering how I got rich at 28? Stop pondering… the answers to all the questions in your mind is coming soon. Just be calm.
You see, in life, a girl just has to rise to the top of her game whether by hook or by crook, she just has to. My parents did me a lot of good by sending me to abroad to study, but they hurt me when they told me I should come back home to work. I came into Nigeria four years ago and it has been heaven in hell for me. Apart from all these lagos wahala here and there I was saddened by the fact that my parents always gave me time to leave the house and when to come back, even as an adult. I was wondering if my life was been controlled like some robot planted in the house. I obeyed sha, afterall I will soon get married and leave the house, so I thought.
One faithful evening, I was in my compound with some couple of friends, we were drinking and chatting so loudly, I felt so good that evening because I didn't go to work that day. Been such a busy person that I hardly see anyone around me except at work. I was made the manager of the bank with the influence of my father so I even hardly relate with my colleagues.
A car drove into the compound and we all starred to look at who it was. OH MY GOD, see this fine boy as he come out from this expensive car, I was so engrossed starring at his looks more than the car. He was so handsome. He walked into my house and I quickly followed with style. I knew he was one of daddy's clients. I entered the sitting room where he was already seated. My father introduced me to him immediately he saw me. I was melting , you need to see how my hands were shaking when I shook him. He smiled at me which even killed me more.
Let me take you back on how I have lived in the states all the while.
During my stay in the United States I never had a boyfriend, in fact, I can proudly say I am a virgin. No man has ever wooed me. I don't know why, I can't even say I am ugly but I cant just ascertain. I have complained to my parents so many times about this situation and they didn't see it as a problem. I am now 28years old and no man has ever wooed me still. I wonder why this is so. I have seeked spiritual help but no one is seeing anything about the situation. I know what you are thinking, that my parents used my womanhood or whatever for rituals to be rich, you are wrong, this is not a Nollywood movie. My parents don't have a hand in this and all the places I have gone to have ascertained that.
Fast forwarding here to the present; the young man walked slowly to his car after discussing with my parents. I walked past in front of him with my friends thinking he would say hi to me again and maybe collect my number. If this guy doesn't come to me, I will go for him oh, I said to myself. He ignored me and then he called Cleo one of my friends. Guess she has been eyeing him, because the way she smiled and rushed to him like a chicken showed she was also waiting on his call. They both walked to the corner of the garden, I tiptoed and went to watch them. They were already giggling and holding hands… haaa!!This girl is cheap oh, they exchanged contact and she .
walked him to his car and he drove off.
I was angry, gosh!!! Why can't any man just look at me twice, why am I always looking like nobody in front of even the ugliest man, am I cursed?
I angrily went into my room, closed the doors and started weeping, I wiped for days. It was very pathetic. My mum has done all she can but I was told I wasn't cursed neither was I used for rituals. My mother came knocking at my door, she begged me to come out but I refused. My friend knew I liked that guy so why didn't she just push him to me?. My phone rang and guess who it was, the monster that took my man, Cleo. She has made a big mistake by even trying my number, she is very stupid. I picked up the call and she asked me if I would like to attend a party with her. 'this girl dey craze o, after taking my man, she still wants to embarrass me in public. She knows no man will talk to me at the party, yet she wants to disgrace me. She must be mad. I dropped the call in anger…I