The Red Bag part 2

"SU!!!! SU WAKE UP!!!!!!! WHERE IS MY DINNER?" I could hear Charlie's voice calling me but I didn't want to wake up. I was having the most wonderful dream ever.

"SUUSAANN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" okay this is definitely not a dream. I jumped up to meet the gaze of a very angry Charles.

"Susan, where in God's name is my dinner?? Oh!! so you plan on starving me in my own house?"

"Oh My God!!" I exclaimed in horror. "What is the time Hun?"

"Don't hun me Su. For crying out loud its past 6. What in God's name have you being doing the whole day that you didnt prepare food for me? What do you expect me to eat? Your Chanel bag?"

"Baby calm down for a minute" I said calmly "I was so tired so I slept off and I wasn't keeping track of the time. Besides, I dreamt of that Prada bag we were talking about"

"Oh please, spare me Su, I've had a long day at work and I don't need your nagging. Can you fix something for us to eat, I am famished"

"Well I'm to tired to enter that kitchen why don't we order for pizza hun"

"Pizza????? are u being serious with me here Susan?? What has come over you Su?"

"Nothing Charles, I'm just tired that's all" I went back to bed smiling cos deep down I know that Charles can't stand it when I give him the silent treatment.

"How much is this bag that is making you give me the silent treatment" He asked after 20minutes of long and cold silence.

I sat up excitedly "Its just 823,364 naira"

"WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!???????? 823,364 NAIRA AND YOU CALL THAT JUST!!!!???? DAMN GIRL YOU ARE REALLY OUT OF YOUR MIND"

 "Hey hey!! Calm your nerves okay" I shouted, jumping out of the bed. "I can see you don't want me to sleep in peace so you can have the room to yourself, I suddenly feel like doing vigil...mtcchheeewww" I angrily walked out of the room leaving a stunned Charles staring at my back.. I walked slowly to the guest room; "What the hell have I done? I didn't mean to shout at him like that" I knew I had taken this way too far and if I am not careful, I will loose both the beautiful Prada bag and my wonderful boyfriend and I love Charles so much that I can't think of a moment without him. I slowly walked back to the room where I was and I met Charles still looking stunned as before.

"I'm so sorry Baby" I said in the most sweetest voice ever. "I didn't mean to raise my voice at you, I am really sorry"

"All because of one Prada bag....All because of one Prada bag..." was what Charles kept saying over and over again.

"Baby I am really sorry" I begged desperately.

"It's just a Prada bag right? I will give you the cheque first thing tomorrow morning but this is the last time I will ever see you in my house?"

"WHAT!!!!!!!!!! CHARLES!!! ARE YOU BREAKING UP WITH ME?" I asked shocked

"You damn well right I am!!! I can't continue to put up with this madness you call fashion or trends or whatever. Can't you see its building a bridge between us? I don't understand what went wrong with you Su. The Susan I fell in love with doesn't care if her hair is rough or if her skirt is rumpled or if her fashion sense isn't up to date. No! The Susan I fell in love with was a Manager, a natural beauty full of self confidence not minding the fact that she doesn't have much; Now look at you, you look just like a forbidden sacrifice. I'm sorry Su but I can't continue in this relationship or advertisement because all I see is you advertising the latest shoe, bag, cosmetics, jewelries and all other mundane things. Its over Su, go buy yourself the Prada bag and live happily with your "girls"; I'm sure they will happily receive you"

"CHARLES!!!! PLEASE YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!! I LOVE YOU SOO MUCH CHARLES PLEASE" I cried frantically

"LOVE???? DID YOU JUST SAY LOVE SU??? LAST TIME I CHECKED, I HAD THAT CHANEL BAG AS A RIVAL BECAUSE YOU SEEM TO GIVE ALL THE LOVE AND ATTENTION TO YOURSELF AND YOUR "girls". SO WHERE IS THE WORD LOVE COMING FROM"

"Baby please I'm soo sorry. I was carried away by the mundane things of life that I even deserted you completely. Please don't do this to me. Look at me, you know I can't live a day without you. Bae pls"

"On one condition SU"

"What condition hun? I will do anything and everything you want hun so just name it"

"Shey you see those bags and shoes lying all over the place, I want you to either put it up for auction or you donate it to people that don't have these fancy things"

"Errmmm...I don't quite understand what you mean Charles"

"Really? So all of a sudden you have slow booting memory right?" he said obviously enjoying every bit of the moment "Open your ears Sugar coz I won't repeat myself again. Shey you see those bags and shoes lying all over the place, I want you to either put it up for auction or you donate it to people that don't have these fancy things"

"Wow!!!! Cha...Cha...Charles!!! Do you really mean that?" I stammered, shock clearly and boldly written on my face

"Oh yes I do honey"

"BUT CHHHAAARRRLLLLEEEESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!"

"BUT SUUUUUUU!!!!!!" He mimicked me clearly making me feel frustrated "you have reached that point where you have to make a choice Bae...Me or Prada, Chanel, Versace, Louis Vuitton, and all the designers put together. Besides the fact that you are clearly not a lesbian is enough reason for you to stop hanging out with those 'girls' or have you turn to one?"

"Clearly not Charles and you know that. I love you soo much and I don't want anything to come between us so I guess I will have to give up the girls"

"WHAT!!!!! ARE YOU SERIOUS???" Charles exclaimed clearly surprised, shocked and excited. "I wasn't expecting you to give up on the girls, I was already preparing myself for one big breakup...Oooh Baby, I Love you soo much, you are the best and you know what? You can actually keep the girls, I don't mind"

"Nah, I am already tired of them. They need new owners by the way. So first thing tomorrow morning, I will put them online for auction"

"Oh babe, you are the best"

"I know right" I smiled through tears and silently thanked God for giving me someone like Charles.

Moral Lesson: To all "Doro-Diva's", you gotta be wise. Its not every new trend you must follow. Don't foolishly trade your happiness because your boyfriend did not give you the money for that Brazilian hair that you have being eying for a very long time or maybe he didn't take you out on that vacation to Dubai so that you can rent a Luxury Yacht or go Para-sailing like our dear Chika Ike. Cut your coat according to your material..... I don talk finish oo