I’m not picky when it comes to love. I believe that we fall in love with whoever we’re meant to fall in love with. However, I never expected to fall in love with an ex-convict. David and I couldn’t have been more different. He was a hairstylist and I was a corporate girl. He liked reggae and I liked rnb. The list of differences was endless. Despite this, we ended up falling deeply in love with each other. It was certainly an unusual love and a new one for me. I wasn’t used to dating a hustler but there was always a first time for everything.
Even the way we fell in love was unusual. He worked at one of my friends’ salons as a hairstylist. His speciality was dreadlocks so our paths never crossed but I had been seeing him around. One day, I went to get my hair done as usual and he started talking to me.
“Hi. I’m David.” He said.
“Nice to meet you, David. Do you need something?” I asked.
At first, I thought he wanted to ask me if I needed his services but the conversation took a different turn.
“Yes, can I take you out for coffee?” He asked and the whole salon erupted in laughter. However, he kept a straight face and waited for my reply.
After a brief moment, I said, “Sure, I love coffee. How about tomorrow?”
He asked me to meet him at the salon the following day so we could go for our coffee date. We met the following day just as we had planned and headed to a cafe near the salon.
Right from the moment we started talking, David surprised me with how intelligent he was. This is why I struggle to understand why and how he was an ex-convict to this day. He was more knowledgeable than most of the corporate guys I had been on dates with. I was so thrilled to talk to him since he had a very different perspective of the world. Still, we had one thing in common – we were both very hardworking.
“I had a beauty shop a few years ago.” He opened up.
“That’s nice. What happened?”
“I had an issue with my business partner and we closed it.”
“You should open another one.”
“I want to after I’ve saved enough money.”
I didn’t ask much about his previous business because I knew that it would make him upset. Nobody feels good when their business fails and I didn’t want to open old wounds.
After that coffee date, David and I were inseparable. I used to stop by the salon every day on my way home from work. The more time I spent with him, the more I fell in love with him. Within weeks, I was sleeping over at his place over the weekend. Even though he lived in a bedsitter, I still liked it and I was happy simply being around him.
Every once in a while, he used to take me to the cafe we first went to or treat me to some takeaway. It wasn’t much but I appreciated it since I knew that he was trying his best. Additionally, he never asked me for any help even though I had offered to help him.
“I’ve been hustling since I was a teenager. I know how to survive.”
“This is easier and you’ll be able to live a better life.”
“What kind of a man would I be if a woman was paying my bills?”
He was adamant about taking my offer so I let it go. In hindsight, he was probably trying to be a good guy so I wouldn’t find out that he was an ex-convict. I didn’t suspect anything at first. I was just enjoying the attention and affection he was giving me. David even made things official on Facebook after posting a selfie of us and calling me his girlfriend.
I was on cloud nine. However, that bliss would be short-lived. As soon as he posted a picture of me on his Facebook, I got a friend request from one of his friends. I accepted it thinking they just wanted to know me better.
He sent me a message afterwards asking how I knew David.
“He’s my boyfriend,” I replied.
“Do you know about his business?” He asked.
“Yes, he told me that he had to close it since he had a disagreement with his partner.”
“That’s not true. Your boyfriend is an ex-convict and he was imprisoned because he was involved in a robbery.” He explained. “I just wanted you to know. I know people change but it’s good to know who you’re in a relationship with to avoid surprises.”
It was hard to believe that David was an ex-convict so I brushed it off as a joke. However, I knew there was one person who wouldn’t lie to me – his employer.
Since I knew Davido wasn’t at the salon, I went to confront my friend in person and ask her whether she knew anything about David being an ex-convict.
“Yes, I know. He told me it was a misunderstanding.” She explained.
“A misunderstanding? He was in prison for two years.”
“His uncle told me he was a good guy so I gave him a job.”
“You’re brave, my friend. What if he steals from you?”
“He hasn’t and he has been working here for almost a year.”
“You’re exposing your clients to an ex-convict. Do you think people would come to this salon if they knew one of the employees was in prison?”
“So, do you want me to fire him?”
“I don’t know but you exposed me to a criminal and I won’t forgive you for that. What if he robbed me?”
“He’s not that bad.”
We argued for a while before we finally reached an agreement. She promised to find somewhere else where he could work. She also didn’t tell him the real reason she had transferred him. David tried to contact me after he moved but I kept making excuses. After some time, we completely lost contact and I was finally free to move on with my life.
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