I thought it was love so I allowed myself to be blinded by it. Unbeknownst to me, it was a betting game two friends were playing. I was the prize. He had only two weeks to sleep with me or lose the bet. While I was busy studying him to know the kind of man he was, he was fixated on taking me to his room.
I didn’t understand why he was so bent on me visiting him. If I wasn’t blinded, that should have been the sign for me to leave. But I’ve grown to have patience so while he said, “Come home and let’s cook together. Come let’s do Netflix and chill. You can spend the night if you want. Just come.”
I gave him excuses. I told him it was too soon. I gave him my word that once I knew him enough, I would come live at his place. It took him one month to get his heart’s desire. By that time he had lost the bet but I guess he wasn’t going to lose twice. He can’t lose a bet and not sleep with me so he was patient afterwards until I gave in.
Right after intimacy, he changed. He didn’t pick up my calls or respond to my text. He was always busy. I was the one doing the chasing. He was the one doing the running. I got in touch with his best friend to plead on my behalf. He promised to do it. I called his best friend every day to ask for a progress report until one day he got frustrated and told me the truth; “It was a bet. He lost but continued playing until he got you. Maybe you should stop pursuing him.”
I wasn’t shocked. Instead, everything began to make sense to me. I sent him a text; “You should have told me it was a bet right from the start. I would have helped you win it instead of going through all that. Anyway, thank you very much. I’ll leave the rest to God.”
After that message, he appeared from his hiding hole back into my life. “Yes, that was what happened. It was guilt that drove me away. Forgive me,” he explained.
A few days after I’d told him I didn’t have anything against him, he came telling me, “This time it’s real. I want us to be serious. I will give my all to make it right if only you’ll trust me.”
I trust easily but trust once broken on my side is difficult to fix. I said no. He said he wasn’t going anywhere until I flashed a yes.
This guy knows how to play the pursuing game. He’s relentless. He’s focused. He’s sweet when he wants to. Two months later, I’m still saying no but guess what, he’s about to get me. It’s embarrassing but my resolve is broken. Just a little motivation from somewhere else and I will say yes. Please advise, should I risk it again?
