Just Booze- Chapter IV Betrayal Trauma

Just Booze- Chapter IV

Betrayal Trauma

Some things can’t be repaired. We are a social species; when someone betrays us, it’s a real threat to our wellbeing. With the truth unfolding, anger was poring over the destruction of our friendship, the feeble friendship ties was experiencing treachery and trauma. Grab your Ballantine’s Whisky as DANIEL NDIWA narrates the trauma.

Betrayal by a friend is not something you can just laugh off. The very place where you should be able to get help and protection from the harms of life becomes the source of harm. However coined the term “betrayal trauma” to describe the pain such treachery can cause was nothing short of brilliance.

I was left there rooted to the ground with myriads of thoughts lingering in my mind on the call to action. I had a bad gut feeling about the possible outcome, but I convinced myself to keep calm. After all, the goose was already cooked. I sat deep as I overheard the rising confrontation between Ezra and the girlfriend, Nana. Nana kept sobbing even as Ezra’s voice roared past the walls. Abel had to intervene by pulling Ezra out before he could do something he would have regretted. I kept my cool, ready to explain any bit of my action with a resounding alibi.

Ezra stormed past the dining table and served himself a Ballantine shot before turning to me with a killer mode. “It’s not what you think?” I chimed in before extending an invitation to understand. Although enraged, I did my best to calm the space before explaining that Nana had requested to run something by me and she had insisted that it was of utter importance to her and your relationship. This was the reason why I deviated my trip back to Ezra’s house. Alex questioned why I had failed to notify them at first of even via call, but I argued I thought it was a brief thing that wouldn’t take time and I would be off.

“Have you even heard her side of the story?” I cut in what seemed to be an interrogation. “Bros…we men need to read into situations at times, not to blow things out of proportion.” I urged Ezra as I put a shot of the fine whiskey to keep me going. It turned out to be that Nana was had gone through a miscarriage on what was to be Ezra’s first kid. She was so broken that, she was willing to ask for a spam donor just to keep the relationship lasting. Our text chats were all about spam donation advice, something I advised her against. Ezra had only reacted to the first chats with Nana, and that’s why he was breathing fire.  There was no degree of betrayal although it looked as though we were gossiping uncharitably behind their backs. Anyone could have thought this was hardly Judas kissing Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, but that was not the case. I left the two to talk as I walked out with Alex. Things were definitely thicker in their relationship and it not only needed a seat down.

Tbc

“Anyone could have thought this was hardly Judas kissing Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, but that was not the case”

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