Dee 4: The Plan

Welcome to the 4th and Final sequel to the Dee series.
The story has taken a really crazy twist but that’s for you to find out. 😉
If this is your first time reading any of the Dee sequels, I implore you to read the first three or else you would get confused. So read them here; just click their names below;

Dee 1
Dee 2
Dee 3

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Enjoy Dee 4! 😉


How dumb can I be!
Why the hell didn’t I see this coming?
I call out to one of my friends standing behind me. The other one just remains quiet with his head bowed down.

Mae’s gone!

Dammy, I know.
Let’s go.

He tries to pull me away but I wriggle myself free and fall back at the base ot the headstone. My body shaking like a leaf threatened to be torn down by the wind.

Dammy, Silas calls out, pain diluted with regret in his voice.
You need to be a man about this.
She’s gone, forever.

Not Mae,
Not my Mae.

After several replays of this scenario, I reluctantly agree to follow them. Amidst the sobbing, I take one last glance at the headstone, can’t clearly see it because of my short sightedness but I know what’s clearly written on it.


    Born: Sep 19, 1988
    Died: Jul, 23, 2012

    She loved the Lord
    And she’s gone to meet him

Don’t feel sorry for me. Don’t.
What you should be feeling now should be hatred because I threw away my most priced possession, my jewel, but you wouldn’t understand. Let me make you.

It all started two months ago.
Actually, it started one year ago.
The day she walked into my office and asked for help. She looked so fragile, so sweet.
If only I knew there was a devil lurking behind that smile,

Shortly after Dee’s declaration of her love for me, I chose to keep my distance. It wasn’t easy as first, but I got better at it. Remember it started with this call;


We have to stop this,

Stop what?
Dammy, what’s wrong?



We need to stop talking. We need to stop chatting. Your last consultation is the last I’ll ever grant you cos I need you out of my life.

Dammy.. She sounded desperate
You shouldn’t be. Let’s talk this like adults.

You should have considered that before you tried to ruin my life.

Dammy, this is not fair. I was in love… No… Am in love with you. How is confessing my love a crime?
I could hear her crying already.

Not considering who I was with when you made the statement is your crime.
Dee, I mean, Tola, I can’t even consider calling you Dee anymore, not that it matters at all,
This is goodbye from me.

And that was the end.
I never heard from Dee again;
No calls, no messages, nothing.

And I got back to Mae, or Feyi if you don’t mind, Mae was the nickname I gave her.
We got closer, loved more, played more and all seemed well. It even got better when I proposed to her. We were supposed to marry this coming saturday.
So, we got our marriage preparations underway quickly. Both our families were delighted. Even Feyi’s sister started to like me.

Everything looked so perfect;
The wedding preparations were on point, friends and families showed their love and total support, there were no hitches, no issues, and most importantly no Dee.
But this perfect picture was about to go totally wrong.

2 weeks to the wedding, Mae told me about her friend coming from America that were going to stay over at our house. She said it was just for the wedding period. I shouldn’t have accepted but I said yes.
Soon, the friend arrived and I was reading in the study when they stepped in.

Mae called out.
Are you home? I brought my friend o!

Coming! I replied as I smiled, removed my reading glasses and went to the sitting room.
I entered the sitting room and was rooted to the spot when I saw the lady my bride to be called her friend;

I stuttered as I tried to recover from the shock.
What are you doing here?

Dammy! Mae exclaimed
Is that how you treat a guest?
And who’s this Dee you keep talking about?

She came over and pecked me on the cheek before she introduced me to the lady that was to ruin her life.

Meet my best friend in high school, Tola.

Hey Dammy. The devil grinned.
You didn’t tell me he was a stunner, Feyi.

Stop it jor! Mae replied already blushing.
At least, don’t say it in his front, he’ll not let me rest now. She giggled
You should have even met him before, I gave you his contact when you wanted to get over your hatred for boys, why didn’t you give him a call?

Oh! That.. She threw a glance that looked like a threat at me and I shivered in fear as to what she might have been thinking.
It dosent matter, I’ve gotten over it. was her final reply.

Oh! Good.

I still didn’t move a muscle. My imagination played out different ways in which this whole situation could turn out and none were good for Mae.
Dee was back and under the same roof too.
I could already smell trouble.

Soon enough, she showed what her intention for coming was. Dee hadn’t come to rejoice with us, she had come to break us apart.
Days on end, she tried seducing me.
And one after the other, I rejected her advances. A couple of times, she ended up with a swollen face. It was so funny when she was explaining to Mae the allergies she had to a particular insect that caused the swelling. I always tried hard not to laugh at this point and many times I lost and left Mae puzzled as to what might be fascinating me about CNN.

Three nights to the wedding and my biggest test from Dee was yet to come. Mae had to stay over at her aunt’s place and called to tell me that I was gonna be alone with the devil herself. Stepping into the house was scary on its own and I wasn’t disappointed when I did. There, in the center of my sitting room was my last test and it was wearing a sexy black lingerie.

Damn, you’re sexy. I muttered under my breath and I suddenly remembered how to pray as she advanced towards me, slowly but surely.

Don’t fight it. She said before she planted a kiss on my lips. She knew what was on my mind and she smiled in triumph.

I know you want me. You always have. She knelt down and as she unzipped my trousers, I saw a portrait of Mae and I in the far corner. We looked so happy. She looked so happy. I smiled and said;



Stop it. Still shocked, I walked away from her as calm as I could to my room leaving her speechless where she knelt. As I was about to shut the door; I congratulated her on an almost successful mission.

Good try, Dee
But I aint losing Mae for just that.

And I quickly shut the door and threw the key somewhere I wouldn’t find it easily before my already hardened (you know what) made me pay for my pride and trust me, I prayed till the next morning.

The night before the wedding soon came and I had to work late to put things in order before I left for my honeymoon with the love of my life. After all the tests, last night, I had stayed strong.
I had won and Dee had lost.

As I packed to leave for home, my phone rang. The caller, Silas and he broke the news that broke my will.

Hello. I still remember the urgency in his voice.

Silas, what’s wrong? I asked, already fearing the worst.

Its Feyi….. Feyi’s dying….

Where are you?

I’m at the Island Hospital, that one you use.
Get here now!

I’m on my way

I left all I was doing and rushed to the hospital and saw my bride almost lifeless, foaming and shivering violently. My Mae was dying and all I could do was watch and cry.
The nurses pulled me out of the theatre and I had one last glimpse of my Mae fighting for her life.
Autopsy read heart failure due to food poisoning and it was all my fault.
Night after the operation, I called Silas,

Are you okay? Dammy

Yea… Just make sure things go according to plan. My guess is that Dee’s still around to make sure Mae’s dead.

No P, man. I’ll do just that. I called the marble guys and also the wood carvers. They should be ready tomorrow.

Make sure they are.
The burial must hold immediately.
And Silas…


We’re moving somewhere else.


America, Australia, anywhere. As long as I don’t remember all what has happened.

Its alright man, I understand you….
Before I forget, the doctor called.
She’s recuperating well.

Alright, just make sure no one knows about this.

The police searched for Dee after this but she was nowhere to be found. My guess is that she went back to where she came from.


I’m on my way to the airport. I’ve chosen to move to australia and start a new life, can’t stick around to remember this pain.
I just stopped by Silas’s home to say goodbye.
He was really helpful in making this plan work.
He’s truly a friend.

Dammy, we did it.
The bitch is gone.

I know. I replied still smiling at the fact that I wasn’t going to see my second best friend again.
She won’t be troubling us anymore.

Yeah! He exclaimed.
We have to drink to that!

Drink ko.
Omuti oshi! I have to go now jor. My bride’s waiting for me.

Lover boy, he teased.
Go get her. You deserve it. I’ll try and keep in touch.

You do just that.
I do hope you’ll drop by one day.

I hugged him one last time and exited his apartment.

Silas; a true friend indeed.
Who thought we would pull this off.
Make Dee believe she succeeded.
Kudos to the doctor for trying his best. My Mae could have been dead now.

I smile now as I recall the fake burial,
the fake newspaper adverts,
the headstone,
my resignation letter,
the carved wood rotting in the casket six feet under,
Dee returning abroad after a supposed job “well done.”
My wailing. Thank God I took those acting classes in school.
And Silas, he was wonderful.
Our plan did work!

I soon get to the airport and I search for her.
And then, I see her.
Basking in the sunlight, her beauty as tantalizing as ever was;
My bride;
My best friend;
My Mae.

The End.


And that’s the end to the Dee series.
Whew, its been a hell of a journey but I hope it was worth it.

As much as I want to stop here, I just have to add that the Dee sequel is just an eye opener into what happens in our society today.
Betrayal, lack of trust, disloyalty; all of this have become rampant and most times we can do nothing to avoid it. What we can do though is to avoid flowing with the tide and being unique.
Stand out and fight for your Mae.
Life may not smile on you the way it smiled on Dammy but there’s always a silver lining in every dark cloud. That silver lining is what you should look out for.
Love, Trust, be Loyal and most importantly, never give up on him or her.

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Dee 3 : The other end of the line.

Welcome to the third chapter in the DEE series. I hope you’ve had fun with the first two chapters.
If you haven’t read them, you could get really confused here as to who each character is (Don’t worry, they aren’t a lot). So I implore to read them.
These are there links:

Dee 1 –

Dee 2 –

This particular chapter has been fused with a lot of fiction… Most of the story and the characters aint real. So if this story seems like a rendition of your story, its not.
Anyways, I’ve tried my best to keep the suspense flowing. Enjoy! 😀


Its all coming back now as I skim blindly through the International section in the paper.
The calls, the visitations, the dreams. I understand them a whole lot better now.
And there was I thinking I was saving a life; not knowing I was digging my grave. A bitter sweet one you could say, but who cares, the bitter one always comes last.

Dammy! I’ve found him! I’ve found Mr right! He was right in front of me all this while. Can’t believe I’ve been blind to seeing this

Her voice still rings in my head…..
That call….
I was happy for her at first. I was glad she was happy.
She claimed she was blind and now she is wise. I reckon she’s worse or perhaps am the blind one
How the hell was I even supposed to know this was coming?! All I wanted to do was help, but she’s made her choice and now I sit here trying to make mine.
She said they hugged,
They cuddled,
They kissed, And Mae found it cool.
Could she have been seeing the future?
Could she have been seeing Mae’s future?

Remember the dreams….

I was sitting in my office this morning.
In my immaculate white coat looking handsome as ever, I’m signing out the mail for the day and then the phone rings.




Hmm… You sound so happy. What’s up with you?
I asked her as I tried to guess her answer before I’m enveloped in the suspense.

I’ve found him!

Found who?

The right man for me…. My other half!
He was right in front of me all this while.
Can’t believe I’ve been blind to seeing this!

I remember smiling as my heart rejoiced for her.

I’m happy for you, dee…

You won’t even ask him who he is. She says further.

Oh! I know him? Who is he then?

Its my doctor.

Your doctor? I asked puzzled.

Yea, my doctor……….

For seconds on end, I said nothing and tried to assimilate the shocking information.

Dammy, She continues.

I know its hard and a very difficult decision for you considering Mae. But think about the dreams, they definitely mean something.
Or don’t you think so?

I remained mute as the whole world seemed to pass before me.

But Dee, I finally replied
Those are dreams. Dreams can’t be trusted.
And Mae; I can’t leave her.
I love her.

There was a short pause and she finally spoke;

I know this news is shocking but I’ll leave you to think about it. I’m sure when you relax and do, you would see exactly what I mean.
Whereas, the dreams definitely mean something; you of all should know that.
Dammy, I love you and I know you love me too.
We are meant to be together.
So please, understand.
I’ll be waiting for your call.
Good bye.
And she dropped.

I clasped my head with my hands to prevent it from blowing up. My world seemed to be going round in circles.
What the f**k did I just hear?
Who says am even the right guy for her?
What if am just an opportunist?
I’ve saved a lot of relationships but never excelled in one. My Ex still sends me hate (supposed to be anonymous) messages.
But Mae… Mae’s special…. but…but Dee’s wonderful too. Double dating suddenly is an option, one am actually considering but then, the dreams must mean something or don’t you think so?

I closed for the day and headed home. There was no use working with all that heavy thought on my mind.
So, here I am, I’ve made myself a cup of coffee and am reading the day’s paper as I sit cross legged on the two seater sofa in my sitting room.
I pick up my phone, dial a number and the other line picks;


Hey, I reply sternly
We need to end this.

End what?
She replies…………………


Well, seems this story has to continue then.

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Dee 2

The long awaited final(?) sequel to the Dee series!
Now, this is what you call long awaited,but trust me, its worth every second. 😉

I hope you remember Dee;
The wonderful girl that somewhat hated men, yea, I’m sure you do. To those of you who don’t know her or just remember a bit of her story, you should read it here:
I won’t advise you to continue reading this one if you have no idea what the other one was about, so I’ll chill for you.


OK, Now we can start!

About five months ago, I opted to play the role of a love doctor in Dee’s life. I had to because she was emotionally hospitalized and was going to die soon; emotionally that is.
So I huffed and puffed till I could breathe no more but my dear dee was as adamant as a statue. Her perception of men remained intact and even I, Damstylee would not change that.

So I brought in notable doctors whose names I won’t divulge to assist me in this life risking surgery and we laid our hands and put skills gathered over several years of experience into practice. And as we bored into her skin and body, we tried to connect those parts that would open the world of our patient to one of love and trust.

Little by little, dee’s anti bodies awakened from their slumber and joined us in this struggle. Two weeks which seemed like forever passed in the theatre before I stopped the operation.
Dee was saved!
Her heart, happy with the new development was bursting with joy and pumped liters and liters of love through her veins and arteries to other parts of her body.

And then, we stopped.
Stopped talking, stopped motivating, stopped advising and left her to find her feet herself in this world that detests love and trust so much. She was left alone to be a (wo)MAN and we forgot about the operation. Case closed.

That’s where my story ends……………………… Or so I thought until I received a call from Dee on skype recently. Obviously very happy, she narrated how she met Mr Right; how he swept her off her feet; how he opened her world to a relationship built on love and trust and on and on and on.

I still smile anytime I remember how happy she sounded that day, but then I still recall the look on my face when she dropped the call. The same look I get when I hear testimonies from girls on their new relationships. Can’t help but answer some questions;
Is the real world worth trusting?
Is this a true love story or are looking at one where the guy is an opportunist?

I’ve chosen not to dwell on these questions though and hope for the best. Any way it turns out, I hope she ends up happy.
I just hope I don’t end up writing a tragic “Dee 3”

Thank you for taking time to read this. 🙂

Contrary to what you might think, this story is not fiction and the character is actually very real. The medical operation is purely metaphorical in nature though.
I do want your opinions on these;

Would you want a “Dee 3” or would you rather prefer I stopped here? Remember the circumstances that would warrant me writing one.
Please share your comments and replies to this question.

Thank you again.