BETRAYAL-EPISODE 40 BY VIKIE KING (08038844702)

TO BE CONTINUED

Vickie Cares……….

BETRAYAL-EPISODE 39 BY VIKIE KING (08038844702)

Read Episode 38 here…

“Where are you girls coming from?” he curiously asked with a smile.

“My cousin took us out. You can’t imagine the special treat he gave us” Amara giggled, annoying him with her reply. The smile on his face instantly disappeared, he stared at me for some seconds before facing Amara.

“Why are you so keen in destroying my relationship with your friend. I know you never liked me, but aren’t you taking the hatred too far by what you are doing?” he asked her angrily.

Amara drew back with surprise, shrugged and scoffed. “I don’t understand, please be more specific” she replied and rolled her eyes.

I breathed deeply and stepped forward, standing between them.
“It’s okay, please let’s go inside, we can’t be discussing such subject on the road” I pleaded to Mike.

“It’s late already, I have to get going, moreover I’m boiling inside. Don’t let your friend deceive you” he replied bitterly, turned, entered his car and drove off.

I breathed deeply and closed my eyes,
“Lord I’m in your hands” I prayed.
“He is now accusing me of influencing you. I just wish it’s true” Amara hissed angrily. I shook my head and said nothing…
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As days went by, my relationship with Mike continued to deteriorate, he kept making promises he couldn’t keep and kept giving one silly excuse after another concerning Stella’s continued stay in his apartment. I had no choice than to watch him carefully, and I felt no regret over the decision I made. I just couldn’t allow myself to be having relations with a guy who was living with another girl no matter the circumstance.

To me Mike was just like a married man, and I feared with time he could get very close to his little daughter and perhaps with Stella, if all he told me concerning his battles with her actually were true.

My parents thought all was fine between us because I kept everything away from them, something I shouldn’t have done, but I still did out of love. Mike on the other hand felt I was slipping away from him because of Chike, he thought I really was having something strong with him. He thought I was lying and decieving him, without believing that Chike was only a friend to me.

Fate has a way of playing tricks on us and life itself is full of mysteries. Personally I felt Mike wasn’t really being honest with me concerning Stella’s continued presence in his apartment, while he felt I was slipping away from him because of Chike. The trust in our relationship was broken, and we all know that relationships are very much built on trust. I feared it was just a matter of time before things finally falls apart. “Will my fears eventually come true??”
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I travelled home one saturday morning {weeks later} to see Mike in our house. Of course I really was extremely surprised to see him there, because he never told me he was coming, even though we spoke over the phone the previous night.

He was sitting with my parents in the living room when I came in. The look on their faces were grim and serious. I greeted everyone and ran into my room.

Mum joined me minutes later.
“What is this I hear?” she asked, sitting on my bed. I breathed deeply and faced her.

“What is it you hear?” I asked curiously, my thoughts running wild.

“Mike is telling us how much you have changed. He is complaining you no longer respect him nor show any atom of care towards him” she explained, keenly observing my reaction.

“Oh mum, is that what he came so early to report?” I asked, shaking my head.

“Don’t you deem it serious?. My God he is your fiancee and he has every right to report any bad character you exhibit. You should know better than that” she scolded.

“Anyway your presence is required in the sitting room. Please be polite and don’t upset your dad. You know after all that boy did for us at the hospital, he developed a very soft spot for him” she advised. I smiled and shrugged.

“I guess I shouldn’t tell dad that my innocent fiancee is living with a woman in his apartment” I murmured.

Mum gasped and eyed me suspiciously. “don’t be slanderous. I know you just made that up?” she asked.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
“Mum do you think I’m capable of such huh?

Mike is currently living with his daughter’s mum. What do you expect of me? Give him a pat on the back? No no no, I can’t do that. The sea fights with the wind yet the ship is the one that sinks” I replied.

Mum breathed deeply, stood up and dragged me to the sitting room without another word..

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Tempers went high, after I revealed the cause of my problem with Mike. Dad was extremely shocked, while Mike nervously tried to play down the whole story.

“I’m still having talks with the girl’s parents. My issues with her will soon be resolved, my greatest fear is that I could lose Cyndii before that happens, because with the way she’s behaving I’m really really scared” he nervously explained, putting my parents in a very difficult situation.

They all loved him just like I did, but time truly waits for no one, most especially in Africa.

The question on my parents lips then were, “how soon will the problems with Stella be resolved?” A very small but difficult question, which he couldn’t convincingly answer.

However mum saw through me, she knew there was something else lurking in my fragile heart. She knew something was seriously amiss. The curiousity in her eyes revealed her fears.

“Tell me the truth, are you truly seeing someone else? Have you fallen in love with another man?” She finally asked when we were alone in her room. Her eyes keenly reading me.

“To find something you cannot see, concentrate on what you can see.”
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2:00pm, Monday {two days later}

“My dear I think it’s time you finally end everything with Mike. That guy is something else, he wants two women at the same time. You can choose to ignore my advice until it becomes too late. You are slowing using up your luck, mark my words” Amara seriously said after I narrated all that transpired between Mike, my parents and I over the weekend.

I breathed deeply and stared at her, saying nothing.

“I know you won’t say anything to what I just said, anyway it’s your life and decision to make. I’m off to Calabar, see you tomorrow dear” she smiled, stood up and left. I quietly locked the door, fell on my bed and fetched a novel.

I was about boiling some eggs two hours later, when I heard someone knock on my door.

“Who could it be?” I wondered as I opened the door. It really was no other person than Chike.

I wasn’t expecting him, hence my surprise when I saw him at the door. My thoughts ran wildly. Amara’s advice came crashing into my head.

“Hello, may I come in?” he asked politely.

“Of course” I smiled, stepping aside for him to enter. He quietly walked into my room, turned and stared at me with a smile.

“I’ll be leaving the country next Monday, I got an urgent call this morning from the hospital I’m working with. I have no choice than to cut short my vacation” he said to me. I gasped and held my waist, feeling very sad.

My expression totally surprised him. He drew close and held my left hand, while I looked up into his eyes, which instantly coloured and lit up like a candle-light.

His face was lovely and inviting, my head confused and spinning.
Then it happened..
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His lips came down, crushing mine. A short but hot kiss which engulfed me with a very strange sensation. I instantly became so tense, fragile and vulnerable. I tried to move my face but he calmly drew it up, making me stare into his eyes once again.

“The fear of a ‘NO’ is accountable for so many a ‘YES’ that never was” he murmured. My eyes dimmed.

“I want you, I can’t hold my feelings anymore, I want us to be one. Please say ‘YES’ to me, please give me the chance to prove my worth” he begged.

I tried to say something but my lips shook, preventing me. I tried to look away, but couldn’t. My eyes melted as I stared at him.

“Okay, yes” I finally murmured. He instantly closed his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Thank you dearest, thank you” he breathed happily.

“Dear Lord, I hope this isn’t another mistake” I prayed, closing my eyes.
I said yes to him, but was conscious of nothing. I truly admired, respected and felt safe with him, but I still was steps away from loving him. It really was a very difficult decision. I couldn’t continue deceiving myself with Mike. “It’s time to control my destiny” I reasoned..
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TO BE CONTINUED 😏

RED APPLE-Episode 18 by Sandra Ozioma +2348168756218

Read Episode 17 here…

“Good job Ruth, that’s enough evidence for me to press charges against you” Lawyer Emefa said. I didn’t notice when she came in, all I saw was that, she was standing right behind Ruth with her ladies briefcase listening to everything she was saying .

Right there and then Lawyer Emefa called for her arrest. Little did I know that she had even recorded Ruth’s mockery to be used against her. Emefa was really connected, she had Ruth arrested there and then, after which she took custody of my daughter.

It was a whole straggle when the cops tried to handcuff her; she didn’t allow herself that easily. I didn’t know whether it was frustration or she was just going crazy. She began worsening her situation.

“You will go to hell Selorm, I should have ended your life as well for taking my Eugene away from me. You will burn in hell” She shouted out as the cops led her away.

I was sad to see my daughter witnessing such a situation, it was up to me to psyche her up and that can only be done if I get out of here. She cried as she saw her mother been led away, that was a natural reaction. Emefa took her by the hand and wiped away her tears on her face. Then she took out a bar of chocolate from her briefcase and gave it to her.

“See what Aunty got you” She said and handed it to her. That was enough to stop her from crying.

Lawyer Emefa then got herself seated right in front of me and kept watching me as if she was expecting me to say something.

I didn’t know how to call it, whether it was a confession or a mockery or just something to get me hurt, but I was so hurt that the wife that I married was actually that wicked. How on earth was i even trying to make a family with her. God forbid.

“You seemed not surprise” I asked lawyer Emefa.

“Mary told me everything, I just needed a substantial evidence against her, I guess we are both lucky that it came out this way” She answered.

“Any update on my case?” I asked her.

“I’m on it” She just said and kept staring at me. That was her answer, “I’m on it” just like that. I expected something more from what she said. I expected a progress. With that answer alone, I thought I will be here for ages before I could finally be freed that is if there is any luck.

The look on my daughter face prompted me that she needed to be a safe hands because as at then, my freedom was not really guaranteed. There was no one I could trust but Lawyer Emefa. She was the only one that my daughter will be safe with.

“Can I ask for a favor “I asked. She then nodded whiles looking straight into my eyes. This whole thing was strange, I just don’t get why Emefa was gazing at me that way. On her first visit, she looked away anytime I tried to get her gaze but now, there she is, making me feel uncomfortable with the way she looking to me.

“Can you take care of my daughter until, I get out of here. There is no one I can trust now except you” I asked her. She shake her head as if I wasn’t making sense.

“What makes you think, you can trust me? This the second time we are meeting and already you are entrusting your daughter in my care” She asked.

“You are a lawyer” I said. She laughed at me making me look like I had no idea of what I was talking about. As much as her smile was so bright and attractive, I wondered why she would even laugh about this matter. Then suddenly she stood up and excused herself from my presence.

I was there seated alone then in a few minute she came back with the CID who was holding some documents in his hand. The CID then dropped the documents in front me and gave me a pen. I just didn’t know what was going on.

“What is this Lawyer” I asked.

“Oh that” She said as if she expected me to know what it was “We need your signature to complete the bailing process. You have been granted bail Selorm” She said.

How it happened, I don’t know, how she did it was just something I couldn’t figure it out. I have been granted bail. My joy and excitement became tears. I was so stunt by the news. I signed the documents and quickly changed into my outfit. Then I hugged my daughter and Emefa so tight.

“I’m sure you must be hungry” She asked as I nodded in return. She then drove me out of the police station to a restaurant where we had late lunch. I couldn’t express my gratitude. I was so happy.

“I was able to get you a bail until the trial is over, but you have nothing to worry about, from where I stand the judge is on our side” She said.

“Lawyer, how can I even repay you for this?” I asked.

“Why don’t you take me out on a real date next time, then we can talk about that” She answered. That was perfect. She called it a date and that sound so nice. I will not miss that for anything.

She drove me home with my daughter. We then agreed to meet the following weekend for the date. I then put my daughter to bed and took a cold shower. I didn’t know whether all this had come to an end, then I began to recall everything I had been through.

That cold breeze that blew while I was at holding cell came back again. I knew I wasn’t alone. I was by then seated on my sofa and just when I tuned to my left side, I saw her. Emefa was seated right beside me again. She was smiling and looked cheerful.

“Take good care of yourself Selorm. I needed to you see one more time.” She said.

I just wanted to talk back but I couldn’t. I didn’t know why but I just couldn’t .

“Don’t say anything, I know everything you want to say. All I want is for you to be happy” She said. “That lawyer, Emefa. I think you and her will be a good couple” She continued.

And with just a blink of an eye, I didn’t see anymore. She was gone. Somehow I wasn’t even scared at all. I was just sad that she wasn’t real but a mere Ghost.

Life after I came home from the cells was nothing extra ordinary. I searched round and round looking for Mary but was to no avail. She was nowhere to be found. I knew Lawyer Emefa knew her where about but it was only a matter of time to find out. But for now, we had gone on a several dates. Yes, several dates. The lawyer now had turned into my chef and is cooking a wonderful meal right now in my kitchen as I am typing this story.

My daughter, well she here with me, jumping around as if she has just been given an energy booster. The last time I checked, Ruth had been found guilty and sentenced 45 years in prison with hard labor. My lawyer turned chef made sure of that. As far as I’m concern, my case was still pending in court and being treated as an accident. There is more light at the end of the tunnel.

“Food is ready” Emefa just shouted from the kitchen. I need to go now. I’m sure the next time you hear the wedding bells, it will be me marrying my lawyer, my chef, my Emefa.

THE END!

BETRAYAL-EPISODE 38 BY VIKIE KING (08038844702)

Read Episode 37 here…

“You can’t guess what happened to me on my way back from church early today?” Amara said with a smile, breaking me away from my thoughts.

She knew I was very depressed and really was finding a way to cheer me up.

“What happened?” I asked unseriously.

A boy walked up to me. “Hello dear how was church service?” he asked.

“Fine oo”, I replied with a straight face.

“I have been admiring you for a while. I do come out to my balcony each morning as you leave for lectures just to catch a glimpse of you”. He said to me.

My dear, I almost busted in laughter oo, see toasting nau. Amara narrated, clapped and laughed.

I smiled and listened attentively, curious to know the end of her story.

“Which level You dey?” the silly boy asked me.

“I still dey my first year” I lied. You needed to see how he licked his lips my sister. His next comment almost made me slap him.

“I’m in 200 level, Microbiology, hope we can be friends? I will be happy to have your phone number?” he asked me.

Chie I bit my lips and eyed him.

Imagine 200 level boy toasting me on a Sunday, I don suffer. she shook her head, while I continued my laugher.

‘I was still controlling my anger when he held my right hand as if we were mates, trust me.

I slapped sheet out of that hand, imagine small boy toasting his aunty” She sighed, feigning anger. I laughed heartily.

“Free the boy jare, it’s a free world” I joked.

“So you can still laugh like this?” she smiled and shook her head..

• I left her room, two hours later, smiling and a bit relieved. I really was glad to have gone there. I slept without thinking of Mike.

Early the next day, Amara came over to my room fully dressed and ready for lectures. I hurriedly prepared and together we left for school.

“Are you still worried about Mike?” she asked after a while. I sighed and said nothing.

“My dear this is the right time to move on with your life. Your destiny isn’t with him, I think you should grab the second chance life is granting you with Chike, moreover he is better and more trustworthy than Mike. Please don’t blow away this opportunity, it may not come again. Chike will soon be travelling” Amara pleaded seriously.

“But I feel nothing for him, seriously I like him as a friend and nothing more” I protested.

“Don’t talk like that dear. You feel nothing for him because you haven’t opened up your heart or given it the opportunity. Think about it, you can get many Mikes out there but you can’t get a rich, intelligent unhooked young guy like Chike easily. He will be picking us after lectures, please don’t act coy with him again. I beg of you” she begged seriously.

I breathed deeply as I weighed her advice.

“Is she right? Can I get to forget Mike with Chike?” how do I open my heart?” I wondered deeply. I was unable to concentrate on my lectures that fateful Monday.

Just like she told me, Chike showed up by 2:00pm to pick us. I felt nervous as I entered his car. “Lord help me” I prayed..

• Chike took us to an exquisite restaurant at the other end of the town. The food they served was really well cooked and delicious. The scenery super cool and lively, unlike other noisy crowded restaurants I have been to.

“I really was wondering the reason you drove a great distance just for ordinary lunch, but now I clearly see the reason. I love this place” Amara giggled as we ate the fried rice we ordered. Chike laughed and glanced at me.

“Yea I love the environment and everything around here. The food is grade A but expensive, Perhaps that’s the reason few people come around” he replied.

“Don’t talk like that cousin, I’m very sure they make lots of profit” Amara argued.

He shrugged, sipped his drink and winked at me. “hope you like the rice? I don’t really understand what you girls see in rice” he smiled.

“The food is awesome, thank you” I murmured politely, dropping my eyes nervously.

“I forgot to show you the novels I brought for you. They are in the car” he said to me.

“Wow I can’t wait to see them” I smiled.

• “You know Cyndii, I came back home from London mostly to see my family and search for a girl I could relate with, hopefully get married if things work out well. But luck really wasn’t on my side till I met you. I met many girls, but they lacked one thing or the other. Finally I am stuck with your shadow and I know you crossed my path for a reason, though I’m yet to figure it all out” he said calmly.

My hands shook as i listened to him.

“Amara told me your story, a very interesting one you have got dear” he smiled, making me more nervous and uncomfortable.

I kept mute, because I really didn’t know what to say.

“I know I shouldn’t get involved in your problems, but I sincerely do like you. If by any chance you feel like giving your heart another trial. Hmmmm” he breathed deeply and threw a glance at Amara.

“I can make use of the promotion. Don’t hesitate to upgrade our friendship” he seriously joked.

I stared at him and smiled. I was begining to like him more, and due to the surge in interest, many questions instantly popped up in my mind, but I couldn’t get myself to ask him, which made me reserve it for Amara.

“Perhaps she is right after all. I could learn to love him if only I give my heart the chance”

“But is falling in and out of love healthy and appropriate for a lady?” I wondered sadly.

ONLY IF I WAS A BOY..

• “I do enjoy every moment I spend with you girls. How will tomorrow be like?” Chike asked as we prepared to leave the food joint.

I smiled and stared at Amara who laughed and shrugged. “Me too, who dosen’t like free things” she joked.

“You are crazy” I laughed.

Chike really presented himself as a nice guy. He truly was a likeable guy, but I still had some reservations about him. I knew for a fact that guys could do anything to get under a lady’s skirt, moreover he wasn’t based in the country {Nigeria} and could be living a double life.

“Knowing if a guy truly has genuine affection for you” is seriously one of the hardest challenges we girls do face. No amount of ebooks nor guides can solve the mystery behind play boys, their charms and tricks. They always say the nicest things, do the best deeds, and are the most romantic, {but deep down their hearts are as black as charcoal}.

I really saw no flaws in Chike. His behaviour so far was perfect, his manners splendid, his words charming and his looks breathtaking. Amara’s overwhelming support and approval of him also had great effect on my judgement. I was slowly growing fond of him, something I really couldn’t stop. Perhaps it was due to the bond he created so fast with me, using my friend as a link and due to sense of belonging I felt around him coupled with the problems I was having with Mike. All these not withstanding, it really would be unladylike to fall so easily for him.

Yea I liked him a great deal, but my heart was still with Mike, even though I had gotten back a large chunk of it from him..

• Most of us fall the victim of jumping from one guy to another, getting used, dumped and spat on, as we search for the one true love. Sometimes I find it hard to believe if there is ever something like one true love.

Nothing is perfect, likewise love, and I think the best approach is to manage the one we already have. It could grow or it could die. It all depends on destiny.

I truly would have gladly sacrified everything for Mike, if not for the little girl that stood between us. Stella of course was a bad schemer, but she wouldn’t have totally spoilt my mind if not for her little daughter she used as a shield.

I knew Mike truly wasn’t happy with her, but I also couldn’t swear for him either. He might loath her in the day, but at night could still have relations with her. It is in guys nature to put behind their shame and commitments when h—y.

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“Do you like the novels?” Chike asked as he drove us back to our lodge. I nodded and smiled, glancing through them.

“Of course, I can’t wait to read them” I replied happily. He smiled and drove on quietly, until we got to our lodge.

“I will check up on you girls again tomorrow. Do take care” he smiled to us as we alighted from his car.

We politely stood and watched him reverse his car and zoom off.

“Isn’t it Mike’s car I see coming?” Amara asked seconds later. I looked up and nodded.

“I detest that obnoxious boy. It’s time you totally break up with him before it gets too late” she said seriously. I breathed deeply and stood my ground.

Mike gently parked his car, alighted and came towards us. The first place his eyes fell were on the “take away” bags we held..

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TO BE CONTINUED

(Jeezz 😣 so Annoying)

RED APPLE-Episode 17 by Sandra Ozioma +2348168756218

Read Episode 17 here…

I had a second visit; I thought It was the Lawyer, Emefa, coming to give me an update. I was escorted out to the visitor’s area only to see Ruth and my daughter waiting for me.

She was the last person I expected to see and I wondered what she was doing there after all she had done. She still had the guts to show up, to mock me I guess. Anger was written all over my face as I set my eyes on her. If not for the authorities I would have grabbed her and strangled her to death and that would have made matters just worse for me.

Then again, I saw my daughter, Emefa. I wanted to hold her but I was ashamed that she was seeing her father in handcuffs. She even feared to come close to me, so I had no option than to watch her from a distance. Here I was, sitting right opposite Ruth and my daughter. She looked at me as I stared angrily in her eyes. I knew she could tell from my looks that I was so angry at her.

She just shook her head and placed on the table a basket containing a bowl of soup with meat in it. What was she trying to do? I asked myself. I then turned around to look at the guard to check if she will stop her and I guess she noticed it. Usually, such things were not allowed at a holding cell, so I wondered why she was treated exceptional.

“Don’t worry, I have the permission, you can eat here while you and I have a conversation” She said. Eat her food! That would have been the last thing I would have done. It was because of her unfaithfulness that Iwas in there by the way. She was the one who even called the cops in on me and now there she was with a meal. As hungry as I was, I declined and I could tell from her looks that she was upset.

“Hmm, I understand if you refuse my food, but at the end of the day you need to eat something” She said.

“Why should I trust you to eat your food? Give me one good reason” I asked her. Then suddenly she took the spoon and started drinking the soup.

“I’m still your wife, I won’t poison you” She said and placed the spoon down. Trust me, from where I sat, the soup looked very appetizing but my anger wouldn’t let me, I was even beginning to hate Ruth.

“How is she?” I said refereeing to Emefa.

“As you can see, she is well, Selorm, how are you?” She asked me. I was surprised to see her that sober, having asked that, she placed her hand on mine but I quickly took my hand away. I completely ignored her as if she didn’t even exist. I saw that she was getting irritated with my actions then she suddenly busted out. She knew that the only way to get me feeling guilty and sorry for myself was to say things that would make me realise the wrong thing I did.

“Murderer, I can’t believe I had a murderer like you for a husband” She continued. Saying this right in front of my daughter broke my heart. Tears rolled down my cheeks as she continued lambasting me. She then took the ring off and placed it on the table.

“We are done, Selorm, and expect to sign divorce papers at my next visit, and that will be the last time you will set eyes on me and Emefa” She continued. I couldn’t hold it anymore, I just bowed down my head and asked the guard to take me back to the cell but she was far from getting finished.

“Oh, you are not going anywhere Selorm, tell you what, I don’t regret it, I enjoyed doing it. I loved Eugene, He was the one that made me happy not you and you took the love of my life away from me. Trust me, if given the chance, I will do it and do it over again. I hate you” She shouted.

“Ruth, stop this” I said.

“No, one more thing, I want you to feel the pain that you are making me feel now Selorm. I was ready to go to the ends of the world with my Eugene, he was my world and I’m glad he took her out of the way before you could find out, I have already had my revenge Selorm, I killed for him, I poisoned your Emefa. I saw her die and I was happy about it.” She said.

She was talking to my hearing, the guard was far away to even hear what she was saying. But she just spoke too much.

“Good job Ruth, that’s enough evidence for me to press charges against you” Lawyer Emefa said. I didn’t notice when she came in, all I saw was that she was standing right behind Ruth with her briefcase listening to everything she was saying.

I opened the door for Mike who slowly entered my room, gasped with surprise as his eyes fell on Amara and Chike. He stared at Chike longer than necessary before forcing out a smile and shaking him {in greeting}.

I nervously breathed deeply, while Amara’s face coloured up with tension. We were all uncomfortable.

To ease up tension, I walked up to Mike and held his waist. My action calmed him a great deal, but made Amara give me a weird look while Chike looked away, focusing his attention back on the book he was holding.

“How was work?” I asked him,

“stressful, I came running here as soon as we closed for the day” he replied with a calm smile.

“I have to get going, it’s getting late” Chike instantly announced, stood and nodded at Amara who dutifully stood and held him.

“I’m leaving with him dear, you know we came together” she smiled. I shrugged and nodded.

“I will get some Romance novels for you tomorrow” Chike added, giving Mike a nervous glance.

“I won’t be around tomorrow, I will be travelling home” I replied.

“Okay by next week then, safe journey in advance” he laughed and left with Amara.

“Hmmm you know this is how it all starts, I don’t want to see that guy ever in your room or with you anywhere” Mike said seriously, annoying me with his words. I broke free from him, went to my door and locked it.

“I really do care about you very well, you may not notice what is happening, but that guy is trying to force his way into your life” he lectured.

“Enough please” I shouted angrily.

“Please learn how to check what you say, you are getting me angry” I warned and backed him.

He drew close to me, gently held my shoulders and caressed them softly. My hormones awoke, much to my dismay..

• His touch melted my heart and weakened me. It really has been long I last had sex. My nipples rose and grew hard, my head overflowed with cravings. Calmly he drew closer, resting his chest on my back. I felt his heartbeat.

“My heart, my queen” he moaned, turning me to face him. We stared at each other, I saw deep passion in his eyes. I was lost, I was captivated, my feelings ran wild. I wanted sex, I wanted it hot and quick.

Bringing down his lips, he kissed me softly. My heart was with him, my body was his, but suddenly I felt something strange engulf me. I felt nauseous, I felt sick.

The fearful feelings I had when I got the news of Dad’s accident returned. It appeared as if the evil wind of misfortune was back in my room. I broke free from him and covered my face with my palms.

“What’s wrong my dear?” he asked.

“I’m scared, really really scared” I confessed.

He smiled and hugged me reassuringly, murmuring sweet words of reassurance into my ears.

I loved him very much, I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life, but I felt something wasn’t just right, something I couldn’t fathom.

“I think it’s better we keep our feelings and body in check, at least till you sort out your relationship with Stella. Let’s give each other a little break please” I heard myself beg, but my words had a terrible effect on him.

For a minute he couldn’t say anything.

“Is it necessary dear? I hope it’s not because of that guy who just left here that you are asking for us to give each other a break?” he asked seriously, upsetting me with his presumptuous question. I violently pushed him. I felt insulted and humiliated.

“Perhaps to him I can have feelings for any guy who happened to show interest in me. “am I that cheap in his eyes?” I wondered with disgust..

• “I’m very sorry, I’m just confused. This is so absurd” he protested.

“I have made my decision, you just have to take it with good faith” I replied.

“But why make such decision now? Why are you doing this?” he asked seriously.

I breathed deeply and stared into his eyes.

“I really don’t understand the reason you are behaving the way you are. I only asked for us not to get sexually involved with each other till we sort our problems out. What’s so bad in asking for a break? It’s not as if I’m asking you not to visit me again” I murmured seriously.

“You asked for a break Cyndii. No matter how you twist your words, I still understand your intentions. I’m so hurt right now” he replied unhappyly.

“I’m sorry but I really can’t change my decision” I murmured. He shook his head, tapped his feet thrice on the floor and stormed out of my room without another word. His behaviour really was very rude, it shocked me a great deal. I fell on my bed and thought over my decision.

I was home on time the next day to assist mum with all the chores she planned doing. She was very pleased to see me. Together we went to the farm, harvested cassava, peeled, washed and grinded the tubers.

“You are truly a wonderful daughter. I know many campus girls hate travelling home on weekends because of house chores. God bless you dear” she prayed as we prepared breadfruit {ukwa in igbo language} which was to be our night meal.

“Mike told me sometime ago that he loves eating breadfruit, he said it’s very expensive and hard to get in town” she said moments later. I nodded and kept quiet, strugging hard to keep myself from opening up to her..

• I wanted to tell her my fears and problems, but just couldn’t. It’s true she knew about Mike’s child, but what she didn’t know was the kind of person the child’s mother was. I felt it was Mike’s responsiblity to open up to my parents, perhaps with his. I truly didn’t want to spoil things for him or make him look bad in front of anybody.

“I will keep out some for him. Tomorrow evening you will help me deliver the food to him, he really helped us on thursday” mum said minutes later, breaking my thoughts. I wanted to object but held myself.

By 5:45pm Sunday evening, I arrived at Mike’s apartment with my bag and a flask containing the breadfruit mum prepared the previous day. I really didn’t call to inform him that I was coming, because I had a flat battery. I used up my battery the previous evening. So I really was extremely relieved to see his car parked beside the apartment, which suggested that he was around.

I had to first come over to his place from the bus stop instead of going to my lodge because it was more convenient for me. Stella answered my knock two minutes later.

I wasn’t shocked when She opened the door, but what shocked me was the words that came out from her mouth. She instantly closed the door behind her as soon as she saw me and faced me arrogantly like a hungry wolf.

“You again? Why are you so keen at destroying my happiness? You will get old waiting for my Mike to marry you. Do you think I will raise my daughter without her father huh? Moreover we are back together and nothing we set us apart again” she barked murderously, pushing me in the process. Perhaps if not for Mike’s timely intervention by showing up that moment, things could have gotten more ugly. But her words had the desired effect on me..

• “Cyndii” Mike gasped as soon as he saw me. I breathed deeply and stared at him with a coloured face.

Stella’s abusive words really hurt me alot, it was a miracle I still was able to stand on my feet.

“Leave us alone” he ordered her. She eyed me for the last time and returned to the apartment. I drew close, gave him the food flask and heaved a sigh.

“It’s breadfruit, mum sent me to deliver it. You can keep the flask” I said coldly, turned and made to leave.

“Stop please, you can’t just go like that” he begged nervously.

I smiled bitterly, turned and gave him another look. He couldn’t even invite me into his apartment, what a shame.

“Don’t worry I’m perfectly fine, I have to get going” I answered.

“But wait a minute, let me get my car keys and take you to your lodge” he offered.

“I said I’m alright” I insisted with a slightly raised tone.

My eyes were filled with tears as I made my way to my lodge. I couldn’t believe all that just happened. I couldn’t believe life could be so bitter.

My experience that evening looked as if I took a glimpse at my future. I couldn’t believe I was caught up in such a mess. I couldn’t believe myself, my fate and everything around me.

“Could Mike be lying to me?, is he just trying to take advantage of me?, is he truly in love with me? What if everything is just a mirage?” How do I know my destiny?” I wondered.

I thought of Benjamin, I remembered Amara’s warning, I remembered how it all began..

• “Dear Lord show me the way” I prayed. It’s one thing to be in love and a dangerous thing to be in love with the wrong person. Mike really knew how to sweep me off my feet, but love alone can’t guarrantee a happy future especially in Africa.

Getting to my lodge, I rushed straight to Amara’s room without caring to stop at mine. My friend really was so shocked to see my swollen eyes. She quickly held me, and stared at me with curiousity.

“Don’t tell me something happened at home?” she asked nervously.

“No no no, it’s Mike, I don’t understand what is happening anymore” I cried and poured out my heart to her.

She quietly listened and hugged me.

“No one is above mistake dear, the most important thing is realising your mistakes on time. I warned you earlier but you choosed to follow your heart. This is Africa, and folks reason differently down here. You can’t swim against the tide, you just can’t.” she murmured.

For the first time, my eyes opened to reality and my thoughts ran wildly. I didn’t know what to believe.

I was in love with Mike but I had no choice than to seek for a way to suppress my feelings..

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TO BE CONTINUED

(Jeezz😣This Cyndii is something else)

RED APPLE-Episode 16 by Sandra Ozioma +2348168756218

Read Episode 15 here…

“I’m Emefa, but I prefer you call me Fafa” She answered. Having said that, she left right afterwards. I wondered if I had any bond with ladies by name Emefa. It seemed anything good that came into my life had something to do with someone called Emefa.

I went back to my cell where I waited for a breakthrough. Mary had gone all the way to look for a lawyer for me yet I didn’t even know her whereabouts. She on the other hand too never bothered to visit me. I just wanted to see her so I could clear my doubts.

I needed to find out how she got hold of Emefa’s diary. Now, I was stuck in a situation where I could hardly do anything.

I began to even wonder the whereabout of my daughter. I still regarded Eugene’s daughter as mine though I knew I was not the biological father. I named her, I watched her grow up and there was nowhere I would leave her in the arms of that witch, Ruth.

I should have told lawyer Emefa to check in on my daughter for me. If anything at all, I knew she wasn’t safe with her mother. It’d been three nights since Lawyer Emefa came to see me. I was beginning to wonder if there was no luck in fighting for me with a case like that.

At that time, though I didn’t have access to a clock, I could tell it was very late. We were about eight in the holding cell and all my cell mates were asleep. I could hardly sleep at all ever since I was arrested. The cells wasno place for me, and if luck, was not on my side, i was going to end up spending my life in Nsawam prisons which might even be worse than what i was going through.

There was total silence except for the annoying noise that was coming from my cell mates as a result of their snoring. I couldn’t sleep at all.

Initially, I thought it was going to rain as all of a sudden a cold wind blew across the entire cell. Whiles others were sweating and couldn’t keep up with the heat in the cell, I was so cold.

Was I getting sick or something, I asked myself that question. I was sitting on the bare floor with my shots and just a singlet. That was the only attirewe were allowed to wear in the cells. Then suddenly I felt that there was someone watching me. I couldn’t see anyone but my instincts told me that I was been watched.

I began to look around but couldn’t find anyone. This continued for about five minutes until suddenly I began to smell Emefa’s perfume again. I was now getting used to it, any time I smelled that perfume, something strange was about to happen. Then the wind became chillier, I began to shiver. My whole body, especially my arms were covered in goose pimples.

Then I heard a voice, a very familiar tiny voice, there was no doubt, it was Emefa’s voice. She called my name, and before I knew it, Emefa was seated right beside me on the bare floor as well. I became so scared; I couldn’t even scream or even run away. It was like; I wanted to do all this at a go but ended up doing none of them. All I did was to shiver. There was no doubt that this was real. I had seen her and she was sitting right beside me in tears. She was wearing the exact same dress I saw her in the last time I set my eyes on her.

“Don’t panic Selorm, I just want to talk to you” She said. I couldn’t talk back, all of a sudden, I was chocked on my own words. Nothing could come out of my mouth.

“Selorm, I miss you” She continued.

“I’m glad you know the truth now, but I didn’t know it will come to this. But Trust me, everything will be fine” She said.

I was just sitting there rigid, I didn’t want to turn and look at her because I was so afraid. She kept talking.

“Emefa will help you out, She is my dad’s company’s lawyer.” She said. “Selorm, I came to say goodbye, the one who did this to me will not be happy. All I wanted was for you to see who she really was, be safe, I love you” She said.

That was the last thing she said, the cold breeze stopped suddenly and I instantly began to feel the heat. She was nowhere to be found now. This was real and I wasn’t going mad after all. I began to cry, Emefa only told me how she felt only after her death and that hurt me so much. I sat down there awake till the following morning.

I had a second visit; I thought It was the Lawyer Emefa coming to give me an update. I was escorted out to the visitor’s area only to see Ruth and my daughter waiting for me.

TO BE CONTINUED

RED APPLE-Episode 15 by Sandra Ozioma +2348168756218

Read Episode 14 here…

That was it, there stood Ruth and some couple of police men. They handcuffed me and then arrested me for the murder of Eugene.

This is where I stand now, awaiting trial. Behind these bars with no hope for the future. Probably this is were I am going to spend rest of my life. I don’t know the whereabouts of my wife and daughter. Ruth handed me over to the police so I didn’t expect her to come to my rescue.

Mary led me to the truth but my angry heart brought me here. I cried day in and day out. I didn’t see myself coming out of this situation. I killed someone. It wasn’t in self-defense, I attacked him and eventually that led to his death. I didn’t know what to do now, except to wait for my trial.

I happened to have smuggled Emefa’s diary into the cells and that was where I began reading everything. Then I saw who I had married.

Emefa was in love with me and so was I, yet we were failing to admit it but rather giving the chance to people who didn’t deserve to be in our lives.

All along I didn’t see the signs, signs that Emefa was trying to protect me from this girl. She didn’t even know about my wedding. Ruth on the other hand made me feel that Emefa didn’t want to see me at all, not to talk of coming to my wedding. And It hurt me that she carried that to her grave.

But I found it strange how Mary was able to find all this out and how she got hold of Emefa’s dairy. Come to think of it, this was the time I needed her help most and she was nowhere to be found. I wasn’t even allowed to contact anyone because of how serious my charge was. Ruth claimed she was a witness and that even made my situation worse, neither did I also deny it. That was the truth, I attacked him and eventually he died out of my attack.

Surprisingly, as much as I was afraid that I was going to spend the rest of my life in prison, I wasn’t so much bothered that I had committed such crime. Deep within me, I was satisfied. That was not the result I was looking but I felt that was just the best. I was guilty yet satisfied.

Just when I thought all hope was lost, I had a visitor. I had that right because I was in a holding cell awaiting trial. I didn’t know who she was and where she came from but trust me, she was the most prettiest lady I had ever set my eyes on. She was little bit fair in complexion, with a tiny lip which had red lipstick on it to match her color. She wore a fitted cooperate dress with a bunch of files in her hand.

Her figure was just exceptional, her calfs were very fleshy. She was just a goddess. For a moment, I forgot where I was and was just admiring such a beauty. Why was she after me anyway? I didn’t know her from anywhere. With a guard standing right behind, monitoring, she sat in front of me while I was in hand cuffs.

This should have been a date, but here I was, a prisoner. If only wishes were horses. “Selorm right? She asked. I heard her though but her seductive tiny voice got me distracted.

“Hello…” She said then I became conscious .

“Sorry, yes, I’m Selorm” I answered.

“Very well then, I have read all about your case and have studied it. I want you to tell what really happened on that day” She said.

I didn’t feel right to answer that question; I didn’t know who she was so I inclined immediately. “Excuse me, Who are you?” I asked her.

She looked at me in a surprise way as if I was supposed to know her already. Notwithstanding this, she was ready to answer me.

“I am a human right lawyer, Mary is a friend of mine and I’m doing this because I owe her a favor” She answered. I was relieved then. She was a lawyer, wow, I was just amazed as she said that. As dumb as I was, I could have easily noticed it with her outfit.

“where is Mary by the way? I asked.

“Selorm, are we hear to talk about Mary or you” She said. She was that strict and really meant business. Well, it was for my own good so I had no option.

I opened up to her and told her everything from scratch. She listened carefully as she jotted some points down. Even during the narration, she would watch straight into my eyes and that even made me fumble. But any time I did that, somehow she watched away just to let me feel at ease.

Having said my part, she came in with what she had to say. “As serious as this case maybe, I will like you to trust me, I have never lost a case before and I don’t intend losing this one. For now, what I will tell you is, don’t answer to any authorities. Always request for your lawyer, which in is Me. I will treat this case as an accident, then we will see where it goes” She said.

That was so professional and right, I had confident and was full of hope now. I was just grateful for this. I then expressed my gratitude as she prepared to leave. But come to think of it, I didn’t know her name and so I quickly asked. She turned around and looked at me.

“I’m Emefa…..

TO BE CONTINUED

BETRAYAL-EPISODE 36 BY VIKIE KING (08038844702)

Read Episode 35 here…

“I don’t know what to say, I really don’t” I murmured thoughtfully,

“Then don’t say anything my love” he replied quietly, “I only wanted to share my situation with you which I have done” he added.

“I really think your parents will be in a better position to help you, some things are very much beyond us, but not beyond our parents. Elder’s they say can see things way above the ordinary, things we can’t see even when on top the tallest iroko tree” I advised, “I believe in destiny dear, I have already overlooked all your flaws and I believe that if it is written that we will be together, nothing will stop it from happening” I reached for his hand and assured him. He breathed deeply and bit his lips.

“I really don’t understand you baby, sometimes you look at me with spite, treat me with disdain and behave as if you feel nothing for me, yet sometimes you display your love just like the morning rose, bringing brightness into my dark heart. I know I don’t deserve you after all I have done, but my love for you is really sincere, I can’t stand seeing you with another guy. I’m selfishly in love with you” he murmured and stared into my eyes.

“To get to follow things my dear, don’t dwell in the past, your parents I think will be in a better position to help you” I advised all over again..

• My dad was discharged the following day, after spending many terrifying nights at the hospital. I was extremely happy and relieved. Mike was on hand to take my parents home with his car, he really was very helpful. A darling.

“Now I can sleep with both eyes closed” I said excitedly to Amara as we returned to our Lodge {from the hospital}.

“No, no, no, wait a minute, don’t talk about sleep yet. We are first going to party tonight and celebrate” she hinted mischievously.

“Hmmm party kwa?, where?” I asked.

“We are clubbing tonight of course, come on girl, you have got to put on some light in your life” she giggled, “Moreover Chike is offering to take us” she announced, making me stare at her suspiciously.

“Please stop looking at me like that jare, wetin be your own” she eyed me. I shook my head and smiled.

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By 10pm, we marched out of our lodge and headed straight to Chike’s waiting car. After days of stress and anxiety, I really needed something to revive my spirit. However I couldn’t help but notice Chike’s confident smile as we entered his vehicle. Perhaps he thought I was already falling for him..

• I really had great fun at the club dancing myself to exhaustion. It really was wonderful, pushing aside my fears and worries to enjoy every moment of that night. It truly was a wild night.

“I’m so glad to see happiness back on your face” Amara giggled as we danced.

Chike truly behaved like a gentleman, he never made any silly remark nor behaved inappropriately. He acted perfectly, speaking only when necessary, though the only annoying thing he did was allowing his eyes to feast on my body all through the night, as if he was hired to watch me.

This really made me a little nervous at first, but when I took three sips from the small stout Amara offered to me, all my nervousness disappeared. It really was my first time of tasting such bitter drink. No wait a minute, seems like it was my second time, because I remembered taking a sip from Dad’s bottle fifteen years ago.

I just felt happy, throwing decency to the wind as I danced. I really can’t say what went into me that fateful night. For the first time I discarded my identity, though it only was for few hours. What a long happy night it was. Seriously clubs are where we get to live another life without anyone raising eyebrow at you..

• “I’m glad you girls are happy” Chike murmured as he drove us back to our lodge by 6:40am. I looked out of the window and smiled quietly. He really had insisted on taking us to his apartment when we left the club by 3:15am, citing security reasons. It really didn’t go down well with me, but I accepted after Amara pleaded and assured me that nothing silly would happen.

Just like she assured me, Chike behaved himself when we got to his plush apartment. I opted to rest in the sitting room, while Amara had no choice than to stay with me, she cuddled herself on a long couch and soon fell asleep. I sat on a smaller one, crossed my legs and waited for dawn.

By 6:15am I woke Amara, who grumbled before going over to Chike’s room to drag him out. He drove us back to our lodge minutes later without complaining. But on getting to the lodge I was extremely surprised to see Mike standing by his car. I couldn’t believe my eyes, nor think of what could bring him to my lodge by that hour. I was simply dumbfounded, I felt like dodging, but had no choice than to alight from Chike’s car. The time was 6:55am.

“So this is what you do?, just hours after your parents left the hospital?” Mike asked, casting a terrible glance at my clothes. I equally wasn’t appropriately dressed..

• “I came to see you before going to work, but what did I get. The gateman tells me you and your friend spent the night out” he said angrily.

“I’m sorry dear, I just wanted to ease up stress by clubbing” I apologized.

“Who is that guy?” he asked.

“Amara’s cousin” I replied

“That’s not what I’m asking” he murmured, “what really are his intentions towards you?” he asked. I frowned and stared at him.

“Don’t insult me please, what are you insinuating?” I asked.

“I know he is buying his time” he said to himself, getting me a little confused.

“Please let’s go to my room, I’m very tired” I begged.

“No I’m almost late for work, but I will be here before 5:30pm” he promised, forcing out a smile.

“Alright dear, thanks for helping us yesterday” I thanked and hugged him.

“It’s my obligation, your family is mine also” he replied.

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I called mum as soon as I got to my room and enquired about my dad. I was glad they were all okay. I smiled happily and fell on my bed.

“I will be harvesting my cassava tomorrow. The ones planted behind Udoka’s compound” she informed me.

“Nawao! Aren’t you supposed to rest this weekend?” I asked with disbelief.

“No dear, there isn’t any garri left in the house and you know your dad prefers home-made. I will rest today, then tomorrow I do the harvest, peel, wash and grind them against monday when I will do the frying” she explained..

• “Oh mum, you are really stressing yourself too much. Anyway I will be home very early tomorrow to assist you” I promised and hung up.

I took my bath and slept off, waking by 4pm to prepare indomie and egg which I took with a bottle of coke. I was about opening a novel I borrowed from a coursemate, when i heard knocks on my door. I rose up and opened my door. It was Amara with Chike by her side. I really wasn’t pleased to see him but what could I do?

“Don’t tell me you are still sleeping lazy girl?” Amara asked searchingly.

“It’s 5:30 already” she laughed.

I allowed them into my room, settled on my bed with Amara, while Chike sat quietly on my reading chair. He grabbed the novel I earlier was about reading and focused his attention on it.

“Hmmm BEDDED OR WEDDED by Julia James” he read out the title, drawing out my curiousity.

“Do you like romance novels” I asked without thinking.

“Yea I love literature with passion, I’m a great fan of romance and crime novels, but I prefer crime more, however it dosen’t stop me from staying awake all night to read a good romance story especially when it’s from Harlequin authors, like Emma Darcy’s “BILLIONAIRE’S CAPTIVE BRIDE”, “WILLINGLY BEDDED, FORCIBLY WEDDED” by Melanie milburne and a whole lot of others” he explained fluently.

I was impressed, but just that moment I heard a knock on my door. I glanced at my wall clock and breathed deeply.

MY INSTINCT TOLD ME IT WAS MIKE..

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TO BE CONTINUED

(I Swear Cyndii is a Case 😕)

RED APPLE-Episode 14 by Sandra Ozioma +2348168756218

Read Episode 13 here…

“I will be an instrument for you to work through” She said and just walked away.

I was murdered just because Ruth and Eugene feared that I might expose them to Selorm. They valued their secret more than my life. But why would Eugene allow her girlfriend date another guy? This was one question that I couldn’t answer and I intended coming to bottom of it.

Indeed Mary was really gifted and somehow I was able to possess her and eventually worked my way back into the Selorm’s marital home. My only motive was to hand over my diary to Selorm. That was where I wrote everything. Now, the time had come, I was able to lead Selorm into the house of Eugene. That was where he met his wife comfortably sleeping in the laps of his own friend Eugene.

I thought I was making things right so that my soul could finally rest in peace but little did I know that the worse was about to happen.

-SELORM’S NARRATION CONTINUES:

This was where I stood now, full of shock as I watched my wife in the hands of my best man. They both got surprised as they saw me standing at door looking at them.

“Selorm” Ruth shouted. That was the only thing that could come out of her lips. I needed an explanation for what i had seen, how could she have done that to me?

“I can explain Selorm” She said. To my surprise Eugene, whom I thought would be so sorry for his actions rather busted out.

“You have no explanation Ruth, your husband deserves this.” Eugene said. “Why should you even be surprised about this? Tell me. After all what you did to me, I’m sure you don’t even remember.”

“What are you talking about Eugene” I asked as I began to wonder what he actually meant. What could I have done to him for him to repay me this way?

“So soon you have forgotten” He said. Then he started revealing everything to me. “Have you forgotten? you stood in my way when I wanted to get close to Emefa way back when we were kids? Well I could easily get pass that because I remember I beat the hell out of you but then again, when I was blind dating her, you came along the way. She told me, she had feelings for someone else, she told me to stay away from her just because of you.

Selorm, where I come from, I don’t lose, I always win.” Eugene blurted out.

I couldn’t believe it, so all along Eugene was my mate back in school, well it’d been so many years, I didn’t really remember but I knew Eugene was just sick in the head for him to have used this reason to do that to me. That was when I noticed how to stupid my wife was. To Eugene, my wife was just an instrument. Just like me, she also didn’t know about this, all along she thought Eugene was one guy who really loved her, as for me, she was just with me for money.

Then Eugene began to take it far. “And guess what, you are not the father of your so called daughter, I’m her biological father. Your wife was pregnant for me before you two got married” He revealed. Ruth stood beside him and couldn’t utter a word.

This had gotten to me, I couldn’t take it now, I was so full of rage. I had never felt such anger in my entire life. Eugene stood there and made mockery of me and that was so beyond my limit. I’m a human and blood flows within me as well. I let my anger take hold of me to the extent that I jumped on him so hard he fell down hitting his head so hard on floor.

That was it, Eugene was dead and I had killed him. There he laid, in hispool of blood. I was now officially a murderer. I began to shiver, not knowing what to do. Ruth was also there beside me, she was as scared as I was. I quickly dashed off and left the premises before it was too late.

I rushed into my car and drove off as fast as I could in an attempt to escape. In no time, I had gotten home. I rushed to my daughter’s room. Yes my daughter, I didn’t care who her father was, as far as I was concerned, I brought her up and that made me her father. I then picked up some few shirts and began packing them into my travelling bag.

Then suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, the knock was soo loud that I had no option than to rush and open the door. That was it, there stood Ruth and some couple of police men. They handcuffed me and then arrested me for the murder of Eugene.

TO BE CONTINUED

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No one can swim against the tide. Life they say is full of mysteries.

I never knew growing up, falling in love and getting married could be a very difficult accomplishment.

My life story isn’t any different from thousands of girls out there. In search of love I was used, decieved, dumped and lied to. In search of love I played tricks and disappointed many. From mike I found myself with Benjamin, then back to Mike until Chike came along.

Was I a cheap girl?? I very much doubt..

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As for myself I found it hard to stop loving him, even though I accepted Chike who travelled out of the country days later.

Mike however still tried all he could to gain back my confidence, but unfortunately I never made it easy for him and we never agreed on a single thing. To me his daughter mattered a lot to him, and I couldn’t come to terms with it. Not with obnoxious Stella by the side.

So dear friends, that was how my life went on, until I graduated seven months later.

By March the following year. I headed to Bayelsa state for my NYSC programme..

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Anyway my campus life is now over. Here I’m in Kiama camp, Bayelsa state, smiling with uncertainty, hopes and fear. My past behind me.

Nothing will make me throw stones at my fortune ever again.

FIRST PARADE

All I see are young cute guys standing close to me, smiling, and acting nice, imagining things that will never happen. Hmmm their second name is SORRY.

LOVE & SORROW is officially open

NYSC ANTHEM….

Amara my best friend was posted to Akwa-Ibom state. It really pained me very much to be miles away from her, but I guess life has a way of doing things and she too has her own destiny to fulfill.

I was in kiama camp, friendless with nobody to watch my back nor advice me….

“Baby please be strong for me. Just take everything easy when you get there. I really have heard a lot of stories about camp life. Please don’t misbehave when you get there. I will forever be by your side” Chike had advised, a week before I headed to camp.

He really was very loving and supporting, infact I couldn’t believe my eyes as twenty five thousand five hundred naira was handed over to me when I got to the bank the next day to collect the gift he sent me.. He truly knew how to make me happy, but my heart was yet to tremble for him.

Mike on the other hand, offered to take me to Bayelsa but I humbly declined. I really couldn’t imagine being by his side for an hour, less alone being with him on a journey of two to four hours.

People with clean conscience recover their happiness quickly. For myself I really was happy to be a graduate and a prospective corper, but unhappy with the way my love life turned out.

“Well I know everything is going to change for good” I assured myself hopefully, gasping in shock as two strong palms blind-folded me.

“Hahahahaha I just got you shocked” a boy laughed, releasing his hold. I turned to see a young boy of about twenty three smiling down at me with full confidence, his eyes on my tag. I smiled back eyeing his white top and knicker, very surprised over what he just did.

“Welcome to platoon 7, my name is Daniel” he introduced. I nodded, rolling my eyes..

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“So how do you see the camp?” he asked with a smile.

“Well it’s cool sha” I replied, trying to be nice.

“Abi??” he laughed, quickly switching over to another topic. Daniel really was a very social and likeable person, even though he talked alot, which I disliked.

He truly made my second day at the camp very lively and at the end of the day, we ended up exchanging phone numbers.

They called every minute, demanded to know my every movement, a times very possessive with the calls that I began to wonder what had come over them..

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Nevertheless, boys made camp life very sweet, interesting and entertaining. Camp life really would have been boring without their presence, and silly behaviour of few.

I quckily became good friends with my bunk mate Bisi. A very beautiful, well exposed girl from lagos state university.

Even though we grew up with different beliefs, there was this attraction and respect that we felt for each other, which truly brought us together.

“Can you believe I have given out my phone numbers to almost thirty boys in just three days” she said to me as we freshened up after evening parade {day 3}. I smiled and shrugged.

“They keep asking for phone numbers, especially my platoon boys and I always oblige. You never can tell who will help you tomorrow” she laughed.

“My only advice is for us to use our head when dealing with boys” I jokingly murmured.

“And I wouldn’t have been here, if I haven’t been using my head” she laughed.

“Let’s go eat indomie jare, I know some boys will join us before we finish and luckily for us will pay the bill” she added with a cunning smile.

“Seriously I hate accepting such favour from boys. You know boys reason alike” I complained as we headed out.

She smiled, pinching me as she eyed a girl who was dancing naked as she dressed up.

“Boys are very silly. In three weeks we will all be posted to various zones, some across water. So the game is to play hide and seek till we get our posting letters, not even a whore will get down with a boy in this terrible compressed camp.

There isn’t any privacy anywhere. My friend, I came to this camp with ten thousand Naira, and I sure will head home with at least eight thousand naira out of it, are you with me or not?” She asked. I breathed deeply and smiled.

“Sure I’m with you. I like being with the winning team” I answered, drawing out smiles from her face.

Sure I love being with the winning team, but the last thing on my mind, was to throw stones at my destiny ever again. Nothing in this world will make me do that….

Anyway three weeks is still a whole lot of time. Whatever will be will be..

TO BE CONTINUED

Vickie Cares……….

2:00pm, Monday {two days later}

TO BE CONTINUED 😏

“Good job Ruth, that’s enough evidence for me to press charges against you” Lawyer Emefa said. I didn’t notice when she came in, all I saw was that, she was standing right behind Ruth with her ladies briefcase listening to everything she was saying .

Right there and then Lawyer Emefa called for her arrest. Little did I know that she had even recorded Ruth’s mockery to be used against her. Emefa was really connected, she had Ruth arrested there and then, after which she took custody of my daughter.

It was a whole straggle when the cops tried to handcuff her; she didn’t allow herself that easily. I didn’t know whether it was frustration or she was just going crazy. She began worsening her situation.

“You will go to hell Selorm, I should have ended your life as well for taking my Eugene away from me. You will burn in hell” She shouted out as the cops led her away.

“See what Aunty got you” She said and handed it to her. That was enough to stop her from crying.

Lawyer Emefa then got herself seated right in front of me and kept watching me as if she was expecting me to say something.

I didn’t know how to call it, whether it was a confession or a mockery or just something to get me hurt, but I was so hurt that the wife that I married was actually that wicked. How on earth was i even trying to make a family with her. God forbid.

“You seemed not surprise” I asked lawyer Emefa.

“Mary told me everything, I just needed a substantial evidence against her, I guess we are both lucky that it came out this way” She answered.

“Any update on my case?” I asked her.

“I’m on it” She just said and kept staring at me. That was her answer, “I’m on it” just like that. I expected something more from what she said. I expected a progress. With that answer alone, I thought I will be here for ages before I could finally be freed that is if there is any luck.

The look on my daughter face prompted me that she needed to be a safe hands because as at then, my freedom was not really guaranteed. There was no one I could trust but Lawyer Emefa. She was the only one that my daughter will be safe with.

“Can you take care of my daughter until, I get out of here. There is no one I can trust now except you” I asked her. She shake her head as if I wasn’t making sense.

“What makes you think, you can trust me? This the second time we are meeting and already you are entrusting your daughter in my care” She asked.

“You are a lawyer” I said. She laughed at me making me look like I had no idea of what I was talking about. As much as her smile was so bright and attractive, I wondered why she would even laugh about this matter. Then suddenly she stood up and excused herself from my presence.

I was there seated alone then in a few minute she came back with the CID who was holding some documents in his hand. The CID then dropped the documents in front me and gave me a pen. I just didn’t know what was going on.

“What is this Lawyer” I asked.

“Oh that” She said as if she expected me to know what it was “We need your signature to complete the bailing process. You have been granted bail Selorm” She said.

How it happened, I don’t know, how she did it was just something I couldn’t figure it out. I have been granted bail. My joy and excitement became tears. I was so stunt by the news. I signed the documents and quickly changed into my outfit. Then I hugged my daughter and Emefa so tight.

“I’m sure you must be hungry” She asked as I nodded in return. She then drove me out of the police station to a restaurant where we had late lunch. I couldn’t express my gratitude. I was so happy.

“I was able to get you a bail until the trial is over, but you have nothing to worry about, from where I stand the judge is on our side” She said.

“Lawyer, how can I even repay you for this?” I asked.

“Why don’t you take me out on a real date next time, then we can talk about that” She answered. That was perfect. She called it a date and that sound so nice. I will not miss that for anything.

She drove me home with my daughter. We then agreed to meet the following weekend for the date. I then put my daughter to bed and took a cold shower. I didn’t know whether all this had come to an end, then I began to recall everything I had been through.

That cold breeze that blew while I was at holding cell came back again. I knew I wasn’t alone. I was by then seated on my sofa and just when I tuned to my left side, I saw her. Emefa was seated right beside me again. She was smiling and looked cheerful.