The Chronicles of La Bae - Steve Tha Original Bobo

La Bae 3- STEVE THA ORIGINAL BOBO (S.O.B)
Janet Etuk©
She finally did it.
She finally became sane; she finally had a man
whom she could proudly say she loved. She
finally had someone she could show off on her
arm with smiles that could be mistaken for an
SOS signal from the sky. He wasn’t le boo,
shakiti bobo or other guys; He was special boo.
She called Him Steve Bobo; SB for short. If only
we paid attention to the O that stood for Original
thereby making his initials S.O.B. He was the
perfect man and she wasted no time to give him
her all. She showed him her insecurities and also
made sure he understood that she had been
through a lot in the guise of having a relationship
or even making one work. All he said was “I got
you babe, all I need from you is love; genuine
love. I don’t need your hurts, your scars or what
makes you ugly; all I need is you and all I ask is
that you love me too”.
Wow! What a man!
She fell for it; hook, line and sinker. Well I did
too. She became the perfect wife material, less
social media time and more SOB time. I loved
who she was with him; she was finally normal
and sane. So I didn’t bother taking a second and
deeper look at this guy. All I could see was his
perfection. I loved the new her, the rebranded and
reformed La Bae. He deserved a medal; he had
finally brought out the best in my friend. I was so
blinded by his perfection that I failed to see the
rot in his roots.
She had it all sha, the perfect bobo who worked
hard and traveled a lot so I didn’t want to
destroy her hopes when his deadly vibes started
showing forth. I heard him over the phone the
other night call another woman “Sugar” while La
Bae was cooking. Okay sincerely I’ve heard him
do it about 6…7…8…okay 11 times. But my friend
was happy, so I said nothing and I did nothing.
His mum could be his sugar abi? I should have
taken that question seriously before it was too
late.
He finally took this trip that took him away for
three months. La Bae was devastated. No calls.
No chats. No text messages. No video calls.
Nothing. He just fell off the grid. La Bae tried to
reach out to him but to no avail. As a good friend
I thought social media was the perfect place to
drown her sorrows. I decided to show her what
she had been missing on Instagram just to get
her mind off the Steve palava. One minute she
was laughing at a video by CrazeClown and the
next she was stoic. She just didn’t move, her lips
formed the perfect “O” in surprise. I thought she
had seen something glamorous…well to say the
least it was indeed something glamorous. I only
got to see what she was staring at when the
phone fell out of her hands. I couldn’t believe my
eyes. I was staring at something on
BellaNaijaWedding’s page.
SOB got married a month ago and the whole
show was covered by the fab and glam. SOB got
married!
I just couldn’t stop the tears that poured out of
La Bae’s eyes. I sat there immobile. I wished I
had said something about all the calls he made
to “Sugar”. I wish I never told her not to give up
on love. I watched her cry till there was nothing
left to shed. Then I saw it. The moment the light
went out of her eyes. The instant her heart turned
as hard as diamonds. The moment she decided
that no man was worth her tears. The instant she
decided that she was never going to be prey. The
moment she gathered her hunting gear mentally
and the instant a monster was created.
All I could do was bow my head in respect and
whisper; “all hail the ice queen"