Death is something that no human being will come to terms with.
I looked at the officer, I asked him to repeat what he said. He repeatedly said those words.
“Mr Francis committed suicide yesterday.”
I don’t believe Francis would end his life just like that.. How is it possible for someone to kill himself in a cell full of people?
“This doesn’t make sense officer. The Francis I know cannot do that. He is a fighter.”
“In short you are saying we killed him.”
“I didn’t say you killed him but anything is possible.”
“It was an inside job, Jason could have a hand in it.”
“How do you know?”
“That guy had connections everywhere.”
An elderly woman walked in crying. The officer excused himself to talk to her. She was mourning her grandson who committed suicide in the cell.
How many people killed themselves kanshi I asked.
The officer told her there must have been a mistake because only one person was dead, he pointed towards us as the deceased relatives.
I was getting tired with all the mixed up stories. I asked the officer to go at the cell and check properly. Lulu and I remained comforting the old lady. Tears run down my face. I asked her what her grandson’s name was. Her reply eased my soul. The name of the boy was Frank. I knew right there that there was a slight chance of Francis being alive.
The officer walked in minutes later. He apologized for the misinterpretation. The deceased was Frank and not Francis. I felt a huge load lifted off my shoulder. I should never have my hand in Francis’s misfortune. Off course we are not forgetting all that he has put me through, death should not be his portion. I felt sad for granny. I got her phone number and promised to visit the funeral house.
Francis was released from the police cell. Poor boy he looked malnourished. His face beamed with joy when he saw me. He tried to hug me, he held back. We greeted each other and headed for the car.
Francis: What happened to you?
Me: Its a long story, I will tell you not now.
Francis: I’m sorry for the way I have been treating you.
Me: We’ll talk when we get home. Let’s get you home.
We drove in silence, Lulu was busy with her phone. I was on Facebook.
We got to Francis’s crib. I requested to remain with him.
Lulu: Do you ever learn from your mistakes.
Me: What’s the problem?
Lulu: Are you forgetting this guy is a monster?
Me: Lulu I’m a big girl, I will handle this.
Lulu: The last time I checked you used those same words and you still got boxed.
Me: I will be fine.
Lulu: Lobe!!! Don’t call me if anything happens I’m not your god problem mother.
Me: Fuseki.. . . I will pass through before going home.
I warmed some water for Francis, he went to take a bath while I cooked some food for him. After his bath he came to the kitchen to help me cook. We ate together and cleaned the dishes. Thereafter we watched a movie .
Francis: hmmmmmmmmm clearing throat.
Me: We need to talk.
Francis: Yes we do.
Me: A lot has happened and you very much know that.
Me: You have taught me many things in the time we have been together. We have had our own share of problems, I want you to know that in all this, all I have done is love you. You have showed me what selfless love is. At this moment I need to be alone. This doesn’t stop us from being friends.
Francis: Mwila I have put you through hell. It’s now that I realize the mistakes I made. I took your love for granted. I’m about to loose a good woman because of my foolishness and jealous.
Me: We both need some healing time.
Francis: I understand. I don’t regret being in the police cell. It’s like God was showing me something. You may have healed from my beatings but the scars inside are still fresh. Each time I raised my hand against you I distanced my soul from yours.
Me: Let’s not dwell on the past.
Francis: We wouldn’t be having this conversation if I was a good man to you. When Lulu came here with the police to arrest me I was very confused. They accused me of kidnapping you. When they learned of our relationship history they were convinced I was behind it. I do not blame them, I’m to blame in all this. I was suppose to love you, protect and cherish you.
Me: Francis stop being emotional.
Francis: I’m sorry for being emotional, today my heartache Mwila. It pains me that I hurt you time without number. You are the best thing to happen to me. It has taken me ages to realize that.
Me: I loved you too.
Francis: What has this poor guy got to do to make you love him again?
Me: Please understand this is not an official break. It’s a break that was long overdue.
I have seen Francis get emotional, not like this. He knelt down with tears rolling down his face. He broke down, I could tell his tears where genuine.
Francis: Sorry for being a cry baby.
Me: Don’t make it any worse than it is.
Francis: I’m a helpless man Mwila.
Me: With time we will get over it.
Francis: Have you forgiven me for the crap I put you through.
Me: I forgave you a long time ago.
Francis: Why leaving me?
Me: Believe you me I have my own issues.
Francis: My mother told me to learn to let go of people and things we love the most if at all they are not happy with us.
I was glad Francis and I were moving on the same pace. This was hard for both of us. I have loved one man, I promised myself to love only him. I guess fate had something different in store for me.
Francis gave me a push, I booked a cabby to my house in Kalundu just to make sure everything was in place. I later went to the boarding house, Lulu prepared some nsima and fresh kapenta, we hummered the ka bwali.
Lulu: Mwalanda naba adopted baby?
Lulu: Do you believe when I say that boy fed you.
Me: Walikwata problem iweh.
Lulu: Mweiche so you did naka fast?
Me: We did nothing.
Lulu: Walitemwe umuzopinki wakwa Francis ka mbala iweh.
Me: On the contrary we talked about the way forward.
Lulu: What way forward? After all those panel beatings you see a way forward?
Me: Hold your horses Lulu.
Lulu: You see a way forward to death.
Me: It’s not that. We have decided to go our separate ways.
Lulu: Jesu omwami Leza!!!! Say that again?
Me: Do I have to.
Lulu: It’s a miracle.
Me: Walipena fye.
Lulu: Unbelievable! This calls for a celebration.
Me: Shut up.
Lulu: Now that you are single and ready to mingle please give Charles a chance.
Me: Speaking of Charles did he ever call my line?
Lulu: He never did.
Me: I wonder what’s wrong with him. It’s unlike of him to go quite like this. I hope all is well with him.
Lulu: By the way our brother from another mother called the day after you disappeared.
Me: Which brother.
Lulu: Our English brother.
Me: Who? Mwanza?
Lulu: Who else? We only have one English brother.
Me: I was suppose to link up with him that very day.
Lulu: The police almost arrested him.
Me: For what now?
Lulu: Everyone was a suspect and him calling after your disappearance raised suspicions.
Me: Poor soul.
Lulu: I recognized him, he explained his reason to wanting to meet you.
Me: I have to travel to kafue.
Lulu: To do what?
Me: To see Mwanza . . . he asked for some money.
Lulu: Don’t stress I took care of it.
Me: You did?. You are such a darling. Come here I give you a hug.
Lulu: I cannot forget what that guy did for us. I did what I had to.
Me: I should get going.
Lulu: I almost forget that you are a chicken.
Me: Kwena walitumpa Lulu ine ikonko.
Lulu: Village chicken nayo.
Lulu: Kali iweh uli ya loan.
Packed a few things in my backpack. I called ba Richy, he showed up a few minutes later. We drove to kabulonga.
I was stuffed up, I spent the entire evening studying. I tried Angela’s line, It went straight to voicemail. What was this girl up to?
Naomi called we chatted a bit. I retired to the land of pure imagination.
Woke up early to prepare myself for school. My aunt dropped me at school. I spotted Francis and said hi. Angela was nowhere to be seen.
After class I went straight home. I was trying to buy my freedom to go back to my normal life. Restrictions is not part of the list.
I prepared super, we enjoyed the food as a family. My aunt complimented my cooking.
After dinner aunt came to my room.
Auntie: Tomorrow we have a visitor.
Before my aunt could respond, her phone rang. She left for good.
I slept early knowing I had a busy day ahead of me. Woke up at five, had my bath then left. Ba Richy came to pick me up at 6 O’Clock. We drove to the boarding house. Lulu and I discussed our gender for the day. We both had class in the morning.
After class we went to city market. We bought some groceries and headed for the funeral in George compound. It was a sad event, granny was glad to see us. They had not yet buried as they didn’t have money for a coffin. They organized elders, Lulu and I contributed kr2000 for the coffin. The burial was set for the next day. I gave them an extra Kr500 for a suit for Frank.
I was so exhausted, we said our goodbyes, they thanked us for everything and we left.
I got home around 19, I was on a call talking to Lulu when i saw him.
God why Is my life a lyric to drama!! ?