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The courthouse was filled when we arrived, people were waiting in a queue to get their certificates. Immediately we alighted, we started into the courthouse, Lucas's lawyer was already waiting. He waved at us, and Mr. Philip noticed him first. “There he is,” Mr. Philip said, pointing at the man standing over the counter. It was easy to bypass everyone because Lucas had already got the lawyer involved. As we walked from the doorway to the courthouse, the people we passed couldn’t stop gossiping and pointing.“Look honey, they look so great together,” a lady said to her partner. He turned towards our direction and let out a contagious smile, which made all the people close to them since our presence starts smiling as well.“They’re so young and cute” Every eye was just all over us. Lucas ignored every eye and walked as if nothing is happening, but I couldn’t feel comfortable with all those eyes, I kept smiling and blushing. I also admire the man that was beside me, he was so huge and
“I can never call you that ma’am, Master Dowell would be very angry with me,” he said those words with much seriousness. His face was full of pity, like a beggar in the street. I have had a very long day already, I didn’t have the strength to talk much. “Alright fine, you can call me Mrs. Dowell when he is close by, but call me Helen when he is out of sight, and please stop bowing when you’re talking to me”. Although I feel strange about the name, I also couldn’t stand a man that is almost as old as my father to say my name with such an amount of respect. His face showed how reluctant he was to accept, but I persuaded him once more, and he finally gave in.“This way, ma'am,” he said, pointing in the direction of the car. I waited a bit and watched Lucas's car slowly toll out of the courthouse parking lot. It reversed out so slowly that it barely lifted any sand from the ground. I followed the driver. He was a middle age man of about 54 years. He wore a tight-fitted black suit over a
She seemed so sure, her eyes sparkles as she spoke. I didn’t know what to say. Of course, Lucas was not my fiancé, we weren’t even dating. But how to tell her that we are married was the problem now… “Is he not your fiancée? You can tell me anything Helen, I may not be your mum, but I am old enough to birth your mum. As such, I can give you some advice to live with. Forget my age, I was once a pretty young woman just like you. I have never seen you with any man, even before your mum left for the hospital. Seeing you now as called for concern. Again, You are not just going out with a low-class person, but with a person that’s richer than all your family members in death and the ones alive. Look at the car you just pull up with.” I could only look at her and say nothing, going on in my head, was the right words to say to her. I find my courage and stood up from my squatting position and lean toward her.“I brought your rent, I’m rushing out now I will see you when I am back granny” I h
All through the journey, we quietly drove with soft music blaring from the speakers. It was a good thing I didn't step into the restaurant to get anything. It was the city's most expensive restaurant. It wasn't a place a middle-class person is found, to talk less of a penniless lady like me. I was excited to see my favorite restaurant a few pulls away. I signaled the driver where to stop, and he agreed with a nod. When we finally reached, I pointed to the restaurant again when I noticed he wasn’t going in, and instead of the driver pulling over at the restaurant parking lot, he parked at the roadside. I wasn't getting why he decided to park there, but I assume he was pressed or out of gas. I ignore the thought, whatever the case, it wasn't a concern to me, all I wanted was a good meal. I tried to open the door, but I couldn't. I looked up and lock eyes with the driver, he was looking at me from the rare view mirror. “Why? What's happening here, why's the door not opening?” I asked
The restaurant was my favorite spot. I didn't have any difficulty in finding myself around. I went straight to the counter and ordered a plate of noodles and a bottle of orange fruit juice. Just when I turned to leave, I heard a soft voice behind me.“Helen!” I turned swiftly and look in the direction. It was Sandra, my classmate. I beamed with joy seeing her and walked to her as fast as I could. She stood up from her table, her expression clearly showed that her heart was filled with joy seeing me too, she rushed down and gave me a hug. Sandra was the only person in my school that I was close to. We have been on talking terms since my first year but have never been this close until the start of summer break. When I met her at a coffee shop, I went to apply for a job since I lost the previous one. She was there for the same purpose. After the encounter, we became friends and co-workers in the coffee shop.Her story was similar to mine, which made us become closer. She was an orphan
As usual, the thought of running didn’t cease to come. But unfortunately, it wasn’t a good idea. He had men around and with his long legs, I wasn’t sure I will move 3 steps without being caught. I watched him in fright as he approached me. With his eyeballs fixed on my face, with each step towards me, I made a step backward. I wished I could make a magic wand and disappear from his sight. I looked at my driver lying on the floor, in a pool of blood, I wondered if he was still a life. I looked at him and this time he was a few steps away from where i and Sandra were standing. “Who are you, and what do you want from me.” I was shaking, but I stood my ground, look him in the face, and asked him those questions. It wasn’t that I wanted those answers, I just wanted to distract him, if that will make him back off. But he seems determined not to be distracted by anyone. He stopped when he felt he was closer enough and stare at me. From where he stood, I could feel his breath on my forehea
Unexpectedly, a gunshot filled the room. It was so loud that I felt an instant void in my earring. I wanted to cover my ears with my hands but I was blocked by his mighty hands that were still grabbing my chin. Then I heard a heavy fall land on the floor, and all the chairs around joined in the fall. I badly wanted to turn and look at Sandra but I was shielded by Buzz's arm. It was so strong that I felt my chin bones crack from the pressure. I was left, only to the visuals in my mind, photos of a dying Sandra. I held my breath as the force of hot tears burned inside my fragile mind. Not too long, it rushed out, down to my chest with speed like the waters from Victoria Falls. I shut my eyes, and the feelings of pity and pain stunk me more. I never wanted this to happen, not for me, not for Sandra, and not for anyone else. Groaning from pain filled the room, I thought of Sandra that instant but recall that women hardly groan; they scream. Then I shifted my thoughts to the driver, he m
I don’t know what transpired between them. I don’t know who was the rightful person to assume the CEO’s office of Triple Friend's Group of Companies, either. All I know is that I won’t wish my enemy what Lucas has done to Buzz. Buzz may be heartless, but he doesn’t deserve such treatment. To think that Buzz would do the same to someone if he was in Lucas’s shoes, was very difficult, I wouldn’t believe it if I was told. Lucas's blows were as heavy as a bag of granite, and they landed on Buzz's face like a stone to a kernel, with every punch comes a tear. He continued with the blow till Buzz's white suit was all soaked with blood. If fear was a name, then I’d be called. I could imagine the pain he was going through like all the punches landed on my body. I couldn’t help but think, about what he’d do to me if I offend him. I felt pity for Buzz, forgetting how he almost slice my forehead with a pocket knife, how he ordered Sandra to be shot, how he almost crushed the bones of my chin