Alex
I spent 10,000 US dollars on that faithful day, just to take a flight to Nigeria. Because I definitely couldn't wait for a few days until my flight was scheduled to leave.It was a matter of life and death, so I was in a haste to leave.
I was desperately in need to see Mia, to save her. Because she had made the decision to go meet Tunde Ibrahim to take her life. So all the problems on going in my life would be put to stop. Something which made me feel so fucked up, on the inside.
I cussed the moment I had told her everything at the hospital. How Tunde Ibrahim had burnt down my house, and threatened to kill my dad, sister and her family. And she had looked so guilty, like she wanted to tear right into the ground and die.
Something that had made feel like the worst person to ever live on planet Earth.
And then, she had said she was going to meet with Tunde Ibrahim. Because having been she wasn't in my life, all the ongoi
MiaOn getting home, tears started welling up in my eyes. I couldn't believe Grandma Felicia had passed away. I mean she was old, and was having health issues. But I didn't expect her to die so soon. When she hadn't even enjoyed the fruit of her labour. Grandma Felicia was the only parent figure I had, after my parents died at a plane crash, when I was six. That was twenty years ago.I had lived with Grandma Felicia almost all my life. And not that she was immortal, no. I never thought about her dying any day. It was just like that for me. Like she would never die. And live for as long as possible.I could still remember the first day she had taken me to live with her. How I had been irritated at everything in the house, with her and my cousins inclusive.How she had forced me to eat the food I didn't like, and I had run out and had a good cry myself. Because I was missing my parents.
Charles"Your daughter is missing."Those four words, where what made me still like a statue for sometime. As I moved the phone away from my ear.Lolita who had been crying, and begging me to forgive her, stared at me in an odd manner.Ruby's Proprietress was the one that called me on the phone, and told me that Ruby had gone missing. That most pupils claimed they saw walking with a man who claimed he was my cousin brother. And was sent to fetch her from school, because I got involved in a fatal car accident.Dé javu hit me hard. Because it was starting all over again. Reminding me of how miserable I was, when she got missing the first time.Flashback.I arrived at my mom's house twenty minutes later, to pick Ruby. But I noticed the doors and windows were locked. Which signified that no one was present.
92BoluWhen I got home, my phone started ringing right at that moment. When I carried the phone out from my purse and stared at the screen, it was my mom."Hello. Good afternoon, mom." I greeted over the phone."There is nothing good about the afternoon Boluwatife. Nothing good at all." Her voice was laced with anger when she said this. Something which left me wondering what was going on."I don't understand, mom. Did I do anything to upset you?" I asked, bringing out my grocery bag from the back seat of my car."How could you not tell me that you are pregnant?""What?" I could feel my eyes nearly pulling out of their sockets at this."You heard me. Don't you dare try to play dumb, you silly girl. I saw you at the mall an hour ago. I chose not to come meet you, because you have been avoiding my video calls, and refusing to come over to the house. And then I saw you at the mall, and watched you from afar. You are pregnant." She
Bolu"This has got to be some joke." I said, the moment I found my voice. "How the hell did you get in here?""I know how to pick locks. My dear sweet, sweet Bolu." Sam said with a smirk, taking a step forward to me."Don't you dare come any closer, or I'm going to tear your limbs off." I warned, recoiling a step backwards, out of sudden fear.And he slapped his palms together. "Fine." He responded, staring around him."What do you want here? I just don't get it. You saw me off at the grocery store, and the next thing I see when I get into my apartment, is you. When my doors were fucking locked. Something which makes it suspicious that you have something up to your sleeves." I said, feeling so scared. Something which made my legs started dancing out of nervousness."Well, well, well. Bolu, it's a good thing you know that." A tiny smile tilted at the corners of his mouth, as he sat down on my couch, crossed leg."And I thou
Bolu "No." I said, after a few moments. "There is no way I am going to run away with you. Because I am waiting for Alex." "Can't you see that Alex doesn't love you, or want to be with you?" The fact that how true Sam's words were, made tears to build up in my eyes. I turned away from him, so he wouldn't see them. "No. I am carrying his child." I broke the news. Suddenly, I felt him hugging me from behind and digging his face into the crook of my neck. "You carrying his child doesn't change anything. He wants another woman and not you. Can't you get that? It is I who genuinely loves you." Sixteen years ago, this would have touched me. His words would have made me wanted to give my all to him. But sadly, I didn't feel anything. I didn't even love him anymore. The one person who my heart belonged to, was someone who didn't even want it. "The one person who would never give up on you. I ha
BoluA look of disbelief and confusion clouded Sam's face, as his brain properly aligned the words that just came out of my mouth."What?" He blinked, still unsure of my response."I said then take me to him. I would rather be his sex slave, than yours. Because I don't love you anymore. And I would never love you." I stated painstakingly. Then release my grips on the grocery bags, that they fell at my side. As I maintained eye contact with him. Not even scared of him or anyone. I guess it was the baby giving me courage."Are you being serious right now, Boluwatife?" He asked me, with his forehead creasing into their insides."Yes, I am more serious than you can ever imagine. You are not to be trusted, because you work for the same person you want to betray. That's beside the point, you might be even worse than him. Someone who genuinely wants to render help to me, would look for
Bolu "Now, grab all the things you'd be needing. Let's leave this place before the others get here." Sam instructed. Something on my insides, told me not to. That I should delay him until the others would arrive. Not that I wanted to go live with Tunde Ibrahim. But I was more scared of running away with him to where I wouldn't know. He might be even worse than Tunde Ibrahim. But on the other hand, he might shoot me on the leg if I delayed him. He had even threatened to shoot my leg, and then carry me out by himself. I made my way into the room, with him trailing behind me. Still had the gun pointed at me. I began stuffing some clothes into a duffle bag. Then I carried my credit cards. I started feeling nauseous right at that moment that I rushed into the bathroom, to release the undigested food out of my stomach, into the sink.
Bolu"Hurry up!" He barked at me, pulling me away from the sink. That I couldn't even rinse my mouth, and make use of the mouth wash.He was acting like one who was on hard drugs. Like he was being controlled by something. I couldn't believe this was the Sam I used to know."Get your things, let's fucking leave. Now!" He pushed me towards where my bag was. And I hurriedly picked it up, with my shivering hands growing sweaty. Because I was scared. I didn't want to go with him. I didn't want to run away with him. I was carrying Alex's child. And Alex needed to know. He had every right to know that I had his seed in my womb.This made me awfully sad. That tears started welling up in my eyes."Let's go, now!" Sam yelled over my head. Then he pulled me by the hair, and started dragging me out of the house.Something that caused pain to shoot through
MiaI was alive, and it was a miracle. Because I had completely given up the ghost, and had woken up, right when I was taken to the morgue.I had survived death twice.After six painful months of getting treated in Indian, I was put on a wheelchair. And the doctor said it could take a year or two, before I could start walking again. Because Tunde Ibrahim had completely broken my legsThe fact that Bolu had taken a bullet for me, and had died, made my respect grew for her. She had exchanged her life for mine. And it was something I would forever remain grateful for. Though I still lived witj guilt, because everything she had suffered before death, was because of me. Was even pregnant for Alex. And had risked her and her baby's life, for mine.Something which always made me cry, inspite of me being in a terrible state.Alex didn't cry out. But it I kne
CharlesThe fact that Bolu was dead was still too hard to comprehend.It had been three weeks after her funeral, and it felt like it was just yesterday. I had cried so much, because I loved her with everything inside of me.She was buried on a cold Friday evening, with her parents and relative crying non-stopingly.Alex didn't join anyone. He had stood and watched from a distance, dressed in all black. Tearing up himself, that I couldn't even hate him anymore.He had cared for Bolu in his own way. And the fact that she had died with his baby, was taking a turmoil on him.I had loss Bolu, but the fact that we were all safe, made me not to feel completely lost.Bolu's death was something that really affected Ruby, that she chose to stay mute and refused anyone coming close to her. She deprived herself off food, personal hygiene, and cried he
AlexAn old woman, and a boy who could barely move his limbs came and held Mia as they wept. At this, I knew it was her grandmother and her cousin brother.My brain couldn't properly align that she was gone.I was still hugging her body to myself, as I wept, until I heard "Bolu."Instantly I snapped my head back, and saw one of the cops rushing to the lady who was on the floor. It was the same lady who had taken the gunshot for Mia.I stared at the lady closely, until I saw that it was Bolu.Taking my mask off, I left Mia in the arms of her grandmother, as I quickly walked up to where she was laying on the floor, in the pool of her own blood.The cop and a little girl was crying so hard, as they held her.And I squated and took one good look at her. Wondering why she was there in the first place. And why she had taken the
AlexWith my eyes, I searched for Mia, but I couldn't see her. It was other people who where tied with ropes, and had rags in their mouths.Tunde Ibrahim who had sustained a bullet on his leg, was on the floor. And he had a gun pointed at a female who was decorated in bruises, and had her clothes coated in blood.I looked closely, and saw that it was Mia.My heart moved to my throat at this, and I felt weak right at that instant.Mia looked half as dead, and I could tell that I stopped breathing.Just as Tunde Ibrahim pulled the trigger, I saw a lady from nowhere diving in to shield Mia away from the bullet.And when the bullet got through her neck, and she slumped heavily on the floor.This happened within the space of two seconds, and I shot Tunde Ibrahim on both hands. Before I rushed in to Mia.She was
AlexThe two cops accompanied me down to the basement, after adding more bullets to their guns.I could recall how Kate had told me, one of them; the tall fair one to be precise. Had saved them, when Tunde Ibrahim had sent a bomb.I knew if I hadn't shot the man who intended shooting him, he would have been as dead. Because he was out of bullets at that time.Him and his colleague had stared at me wide eyed, after I had shot and killed the other Tunde Ibrahim's man, who had wanted to kill the colleague.On getting to the basement, I kicked the door opened with my feet, and gunshots where behind fired at me. But for the fact that I was clad in a bullet proof all through, made no bullet to penetrate into my body.Taking steps backwards, I shot at these men, with the cops at my behind, assisting me.The more we moved backwards, the more they
CharlesMax and I exchanged gunshots with some of Tunde Ibrahim's men. It was really easy, because I was quite scared I was going to be shot dead. Even Max had fear evident in his face. We had our backs against eachother as we hid and shot at these men.It was one of the most difficult situation I had ever been thrown in, because we were surrounded by these men who where shooting at us from different angles. But God was still guiding us.The fact that Tunde Ibrahim had my mom and daughter, was worth panicking. I had no idea what he had done to them. If they were still alive or not.Max and I had killed most of Tunde Ibrahim's men, and it looked like two where still remaining, and hiding at some corner so they could shoot us.Just then, one of Tunde Ibrahim's men jumped out from his hidden place and aimed his gun at me.I tried to shoot at him, but then I r
BoluIt looked like something was on going outside, that most of Tunde Ibrahim's men started running out.Gunshots and screams could be heard.And on seeing how Tunde Ibrahim and the remaining of his men were rendering hefty blows and kicks on Mia, was making me sick.There was a pool of blood on the floor, and Mia's face looked swollenly covered in blood.Guilt stung me deeply, that the pace of my breathing became fast and uneasy. Because it was partially because of me that she was in this condition.I had been blinded by hate and jealousy, to see that Mia was innocent. I knew Alex, he wouldn't fall for a despicable person. He had fallen in love with her for his own reasons.Something I was too angry and jealous to notice.And now, she was thrown into this situation because of me.Like a beast, Tunde Ibra
CharlesThroughout the drive to Tunde Ibrahim's house, Max and I were panicking, to the extent that Max even wet his pants.I was trying so hard to keep my emotions in check, and it really wasn't easy.Tunde Ibrahim had my daughter and my mom, and I didn't even know if they were dead or alive. But I chose to believe that they were alive.Meanwhile, Max had lost all hopes.He broke into tears like a baby, and despite that I was in an anxious state, I still managed to talk to him. That everything was going to be fine, and we'd have our families safely. But Max still refused to believe me. His facial expression was like his world was crumpled, and there was no hope of restoring it.Even me too was scared, because Tunde Ibrahim had my daughter and my mother, but I still managed to stay strong. Because if I acted weak, then it meant I was willing to accept the
AlexOn getting in front of Tunde Ibrahim's house, I made sure I took hold of my bulletproof mask. My whole body was clad in bulletproof, before I wore my clothes.I wore a face cap, so it would be hard to recognize me.Then I banged loudly on the gate, and when I heard a masculine voice demanding who I was, I told him I was the pizza delivery guy.The peephole of the gate was flung opened, and a white milky eye stared at me, and the pizza I was holding in a suspicious manner.Before closing the peephole back. Then my ears kicked in the dangling sounds of heavy keys, which read that the gate was being unlocked.Blowing out a big puff off breath, then waited.The gate was finally jerked opened, and I stepped in.Right there an then, I saw an heavy raccoon of a man, with other shirtless guys who had bullets as necklace, and guns in thei