Eliakim
Burna Boy's songs blasted through the speakers all around The Adesina's main house, when I pushed the two massive doors to the living room open. Trust Bayo to throw parties like he wanted to set hell loosed.
The sitting room was so high, wide and spacious with beautiful furnitures and decorations which were broken and scattered by the sweaty and hormonal young adults; dancing, grinding on each other, groping asses, twerking on the floor, giving lap dances, sucking faces and carrying out germ exchange here and there.
There where two giant stairs facing eachother, and people were on the steps either standing, dancing or sitting, smoking, drinking and girls gossiping and posing for pictures. The atmosphere was covered with various perfumes, sweat and body odour.
I scanned around the living room with my eyes for Bayo, but I couldn't find him. Clad in my grey hoodie, dar
Song for this Chapter " Boomboxx Ft Teni _ I Dey"OctaviaToday was Adetayo's traditional marriage ceremony. Well, goodluck to him and her. I was nothing serious, just a fuck buddy to him.It really was time to stop crying. I was still young, I'd get to meet people when I get into school. I couldn't kill myself because of him, simply because he was the guy that deflowered me.I was too young for him. That was his excuse. But I wasn't too young for him at fifteen when he started having sex with me.Men where scammers.I contemplated about texting him that I was finally letting go, but saw it was pointless. Maybe no texting or calling at all would seem mature. I thought to myself as I took the mattress off, stood up and changed from the gown I wore yesterday into my comfy clothes, a white loosed shirt with an ice cream d
TanachukwuFlashback September 21st 2015"Sit with the class prefect over there." Mr Deji our vice principal and Chemistry pratical teacher pointed at my seat and the new girl walked shyly towards me. I shifted my butt to create some space for her and she sat down abruptly and blushed furiously. All eyes rested on her, she looked fragile and scared, kept rubbing her sweaty palms together nervously as she stared at anywhere but the bag on her laps. Our school uniform fitted her perfectly, made her looked like a model; tall, fair, pretty. Her face was really beautiful. She was possibly the most beautiful student present in my class. I was slightly uncomfortable because I felt threatened she would be a competition. She could have been in Arts or Commerical class, why science with me? Why? I took a dislike upon her immediately. I ignored her like she didn't exist and resumed sketch
Warning!!! This chapter consists use of swear words and dirty choice of words. If you're below 18 please skip.Song for this chapter Fireboy DML - What If I Say.EliakimPespiration dripped down my face, down to my neck and my under arms as I rapidly bounced the ball thrice and dribbled pass my opponents aggressively.Another opponent from my right, Yusuf, made to take the ball, but I quickly did an ankle breaker crossover to my left. Where Kunle was and made to pass the ball to him, but he was damn sluggish and less calculating so I changed my mind and dribbled down the court, with my heart thumping loudly in my chest. When I was quite close to the opponents net, I didn't jump, I just threw the ball and watched as it glided through the net and bounced on the floor. Yeah, I was tha
Songs for this Chapter ;The River by Axel JohanssonObvious by WestlifePurpose by Justin BieberOctaviaFacebook: You have one new friend suggestionEliakim Franklin Osaze . Was the notification that displayed itself on my iPad that Friday morning.It was my iPad I used in chatting ever since my phone got damaged. I managed to get a small phone for just calls.My heart popped in my chest when my brain properly aligned the name 'Eliakim'I rapidly logged in Facebook and stared at the Facebook username on my notification list for a while, not daring to send him a friend request, aware it was who I thought it was. I was just too scared to do so.He had just 1221 friends and 1 mutual friend
Songs for this chapter?Angle (In the Arms of the Angel) by Westlife.Octavia"I left some clothes untop of the couch inside the bedroom. I want you to take them to those new tenants that occupied those corpers flat at that my friend's compound." That was the longest speech from Mom ever since the egg incident.I paused, raised my head up from the dirty dishes to stare at her. She was at the hallway, holding unto Tunde's hand. It seemed she wanted to take him to one of her shops alongside her today."Yes, mom." I replied. Her facial expression wasn't of disappointment or of disgust, it was just readless. Mom's friend was Arinze's mother, the guy Annie had a great crush on. He attended the same school with Tana and I, and was a class ahead of us."Good, we'll be back befor
I hate you, because I hurt you.I hate you, because you give me the access to hurt you.I hate myself more, because I hate youso much to hurt you.I hate you, because you make me hate myselffor hating you so much to hurt you.I hate you, because anger is everywhere,It owns me, runs through every of my damn cells whenever ever we cross paths.Why?Because you give me mixed feelings.I hate you, yet you're everywhere.I feel your presence when you're not close.I imagine your fucking scent all the time.You smell exactly the way my baby brother did.Despite how grown up you are,You still look, smell and act like a kid.And I hate my self so much for letting these thoughts of you ravel me.I hate yo
Songs for this Chapter;Explosions - Ellie Goulding,The Parting Glass - Ed Sheeran,Treat You Better - Shawn Mendes,Overdose - Alessia Cara.P.S: You wouldn't enjoy the songs listed above without your headphones. Listen and thank me Later ?.Octavia"That guy over there said not to worry, he's taken care of the bill, you could take some things along with you if you like. Because he paid more than you bought.""Uhm, what?" I stared at the cashier in confusion, as I took my headphones off."And he also asked me
Songs for this Chapter;What I Want Is What I Got - Westlife,Heal - Westlife,Us Against The World - Westlife,I Get Weak - Westlife,Call On Me - Starley,Faded - Alan Walker.EliakimI walked behind the girl as she led the way, because it was obvious she frequently visited here. We were in the middle of fucking no where. I was starting to regret accepting her offer to take me somewhere. Well, this was the some where she wanted to take me to, this fucking forest with nothing but grass and trees. Ugly creepy birds that would glare at you right in the eye as if you did someth
Eight years later. Today, I and Renny are married with a kid, and expecting the second. It was really amusing how things went on between us, from when I was sixteen. From being my neighbor, to saving me from getting manhandled and raped in the middle of the night. It's something I would never forget. That night, mom was at night duty, and the youngest of my siblings was not feeling too well, so I had to take her to go meet mom, so she would be tended to. Though it was late, but I had managed to take her there with the help of a cab. And on my way coming back, the can that dropped me off, refused to go further into our street, since it was 1a.m in the morning. I had begged him to go drop me in front of our gate, but he refused, on seeing three tough looking men, who stared at him like they wanted to bash his skull. I nearly cried, when the cab driver told me to hop out of his car. And I did, with fear causing goose
I saw Renny the following day, when I was going out for my morning run. He was putting on a sweat shirt, joggers, and black converse. He looked really good without his hoodie, and I could see that he had a skin cut. But despite this, he was still very much handsome. I stopped for a split second and blinked out of confusion, wondering where the hell he came out from, or if I was just seeing things. He gave me a wink, and then ran passed me. Something which left me dumbstruck. Plus it seem as though, he wasn't as bad as I had labeled him. After he helped me out the previous days. It looked like he had been stalking me, because I was beginning to see him everywhere. But then, I discovered that he just packed into the neighborhood with his dad and younger sister. Which added a stamp to the fact that I was going to be seeing more of him. Something which made me to feel very uncomfortable. Mom made everyth
The next time I saw Renny, was when I took my siblings to the park. It was a Saturday, and mom had taken baby Jessica to the hospital with her. And I was instructed to take Damon and Tracey to the park, so they could have fun. After giving them their bath, and wearing them nice clothes, I ordered for an Uber which arrived very fast. And then we headed straight to the park. Renny was the least of the person's I was expecting to see. He was there with his friends, laughing, talking and having a good time. There were girls with them, and I was wondering which one was his girlfriend. One black petite girl had her arm wrapped around his the whole time, that I could feel jealousy crawling on my skin. Something I couldn't understand, because Renny was a guy I was supposed to hate, after what he did at Emily's house. He had insulted me. So why was I feeling jealous that he was with a girl? And immediately he saw me,
I was at the mall, doing grocery shopping when I saw a guy dressed in black hoodie, staring directly at me. Probably his eyes had been fixed on me for along time. And when he saw that I had caught him looking, he refused to look away. Instead, he carried on staring. And this made me really uncomfortable and stirred up anger inside of me. Some people lacked manners, because it really was inappropriate to carry on staring at someone you don't even know. And I hated to see that this guy was still staring at me like that. This had me wondering if he was some criminal, or kidnapper. We were in Lagos, and strange things always happened. Maybe he was looking at me, because he wanted to use me for rituals. I hurriedly snap out of those negative thoughts. Assuming maybe the person was just innocent. Or he was looking at me that way because he had interest in me. My boobs always sold me out, where ever I went. And it caused a lot of perverts to
Few weeks later, I was released and I went back to my normal life. Although mom made sure she always checked up on me, in the middle of the night, to see if I was going to sneak out of the house to attend night parties. I wouldn't blame her, though. It was something a typical mother would do, in safety of her child. Alcohol and sneaking out late at night was illegal for my age, and mom being a doctor ensured that I was always at home. She kept watchful eyes over me, whenever she wasn't on her night shifts. She did this because she didn't want me sneaking out of the house at night. Not like I would even do it. Because what I went through, taught me a great lesson. Although I used to sneak out of the house, to drink alcohol. Because it made me to sometimes forget about my past failed relationships. Which reminded me of the ill stbistin luck I had, ahen it came to my love life. The one with Pete, and then Christian. I didn't e
Present. After mom caught me trying to sneak info my room, she grounded me for a whole month. And also refused Emily from coming to the house to pay me visits. I was to babysit my younger siblings, get tutored in Maths, and just read till I drift to sleep. Mom also seized my phone and deprived me of watching TV. She was really disappointed that I could sneak out of the house at night, to go to Emily's house for night parties. And used every slightest opportunity to tell me how disappointed she was in me. She told Dad about it, and he laughed over it. Saying I was just a teen who was trying to break the rules. He even claimed that it was very normal. And this had made mom to groan out of frustration. Because she was expecting him to agree with her. Which he clearly didn't. Things were quite hard for me. I didn't have the freedom to do things I wanted. And this made me miss London so much. That I began regrettin
Christian had told me when we were just friends, that he could never stick to just one person. Christian was only inlove with me, but didn't leave the numerous women and girls in his life. He still carried on with his relationship with them. Something which had made me to feel really insecure, back in London. And on the contrary, I thought it was good things ended between us. Because I could no longer contain that feeling of not being the only one. I was quite relieved on that part. Whenever I saw him with a girl, I would have this thought of him having and affair with the girl. And it made me really uneasy. I loved him so much, but I didn't have peace of mind. Since I kept myself for him alone, but he couldn't do the same. Although I had accepted that he couldn't be with only me, that there were other girls he treated just like me, but that couldn't stop me from loving him. Even though it hurt me greatly, that I would never be the only on
I knew I did the right thing, by choosing to walk out of Christian's life. Not that I had a choice anyway. And inspite of my heart being sick, guilt still stung me deeply. Because Christian loved me so much. And it hurt that I left him. I could still remember how I had met him, and how things had transpired between us. The way he had carried me on his back as we walked on the subway. How he had sang songs, and made me fall more in love with him. And how he had pleasured me to the extent that I began wondering what on Earth I had been doing with my life, before I met him. But I had left. Because I had a life in Nigeria. My parents and siblings were awaiting for my return. And I had to be tutored in Maths. I knew Christian was already hurting because of me. Then thought about how easily Christian would forget me, because he already had multiple sexual partners. I could still recall how Christian
Flashback nine years.Writer's POVBeth recalled all that just happened. It was music class, and it was her turn to sing. She had even worn her best dress to school on that day, and had tried to aww the class, because her uncle and grandpa had pointed out that she had a very nice voice for singing. They had really complimented her dress that morning, telling her how beautiful she was. And she had believed them. Only to arrive at school, at get laughed at by her classmates. Worse, her voice was being mocked, and she was being thrown food, by these classmates. Something her teacher couldn't put to stop. Rather she let it all happened to her. Despite it was really wrong. And she wasn't supposed to be treated like that.The world was cruel. She thought.Because she had wanted to fit in, wanted to be liked by all. But she had made a big fool of herself, by assuming she was going to get praised for singing p