Bolu
It was insane how some notorious criminal escaped jail and was suddenly out taking down the lives of the innocent, with his fellow goons. It was getting worst on a daily basis, that people were even scared to visit public places; banks, shopping malls, and the rest. Because there was enough bloodshed caused by these men. They robbed, stole, and made sure they killed people.This was being carried over by the headlines, all over Nigeria.And what stunned the hell out of me, was that the head of these men, was after Charles and Ruby.
Flashback.
“Hello, Bolu. Can I bring Ruby over to your place? I know today is your day off, so I was wondering if she could spend sometime with you.” It was Charles who had called. I was finishing the touchings of my make up, when my phone rang.
“Yeah, it’s fine.” I replied. Dropping the idea of going to meet
Bolu“Really sorry for the inconvenience.” Charles begged.While I nodded and let everyone into the house, then closed the door shut behind me.I was wondering what had gone wrong, because it looked like something terrible had. Charles had stains all over his shirt like that of a vomit. His mom looked as confused as I am. While Max had run his hand over his balding head, for a couple of times. It looked like he was really frustrated and wanted to shit on his pants. Even Ruby was staring out the window as if waiting for some ghost to show up.What the hell was really going on?Someone cleared his throat and it adverted me away from my curiously disturbed thought.When I looked at the person, it was Charles. And no one had taken a seat in my sitting room. They were all standing on their full height. That was when it slammed through my senses t
BoluI couldn’t swallow the chewed bread inside my mouth. Couldn’t come up with words to say because many thoughts were racing through my mind, causing my heart to go haywire. And rendering the hair on single pore of my body to stand up.Charles came at my side, on seeing the expression on my face. He made to take hold my hand into his, but I was quick in snatching it away. The still had a lot of talking to do.He bowed his head, but didn’t move away from my side.“Since Mia was being rescued by Alex on that day, and one of his men was arrested, and the other killed by Alex, which I believe you know. Tunde Ibrahim sent his more than ten of his men to kill Charles and Ruby at the grocery store today. Which adds a stamp to the fact that me, my family, Charles, his mom and Ruby aren’t safe anymore.” Max concluded, looking so scared and dejected suddenly.And for the upteenth time, my mouth
BoluAfter they left, I felt restless althrough. Couldn’t stay at home anymore, so I decided to go see my friend’s at Jordan’s house. So my disturbed thoughts wouldn’t overwhelm and consume me.While driving my car, I kept having this feeling that those men were going to come for me as well. Maybe they had traced Charles to my house, and then decided to come harm me on the later.“There's no way I am going to put your life at risk. I would be damned if something terrible happens to you. Us staying here would only endanger your life. Even as we've come here to spend an hour, with me and Max trying to figure out a place for us to head with our families, doesn't make you safe. Because we're in your house. And they could trace us and come here.” He had explained, while putting his hands on my shoulders.If he know that him coming with his family and friends would put your life at risk, why then did h
“Why are you even outside?” I looked away from her, then asked. I was glad on the inside that being here was taking my mind off Charles and his family. Even Alex and Mia together. It was insane how I haven’t thought about them today. Seeing how he had acted with her that day at the hospital, had hurt so much. The way he had gave all of his attention to her unconscious state, how he had brushed a strand of hair away from her face, it was just too much for me to bear. And now, I was quite glad I wasn’t dwelling in thoughts of Alex having a thing for Mia.“Don’t try to change the topic.” She warned, jerking a finger at me. “But I came out for the smoke. Jord and her husband are having a heated argument, so I chose to leave to give them privacy. Well not really a fight, it’s Jordan turning the house upside down and crashing things because she’s mad.” She explained, taking a drag of her cigarette
BoluPresent."She's good to go.""No more seizures?""I uh, can't guarantee you that, Miss Afolabi.One doesn't get completely free from seizures. That's why the surgery that was carried out is call temporal lobe surgery. The seizures come back after years. But most cases, they don't. So let's hope there'd be no more seizures." He explained with a straight face. "The temporal lobectomy lowers the number of seizures one has, make them less severe or even stop them from happening.""Thank you, Dr Sylvester." I smiled and stood up from my chair, stretching my hand towards him for a handshake. And he stood up, took my hand in his, and caressed it. Giving me this flirty look. I shook my head mentally because men would always be men.&nbs
BoluRuby wasn't to be discharged on that day. She was to stay for more three days, for treatments for her to be quite okay. The temporal lobe surgery was still highly stimulating to her senses. Although she was very little to have done that surgery, but she was so strong. She was a fighter. She was so bold looking, and had gave me a smile when she was being placed on the sick bed and was wheeled into the operation theatre. I was the one even scared for her. She was so small, looked younger than her six years of age. And I knew Charles wouldn't have been able to bare seeing his daughter carries into the operation theatre. He was a strong man but easily got emotional when it came to Ruby.So Ruby was given drips upon drips, having pain killer meds shoved down her throat when she was quite conscious, since she didn't want to take any of them. She was too week to even move a limb. And h
BoluI felt so unclean, low and stupid when he finally rolled off me, and began putting on his clothes hurriedly.I was panting so hard from the marathon sex, and sweating profusely, trying to catch my breath from what just happened.It was so hot and passionate, having sex with someone who clearly wanted me. I was able to be myself. Not where I was trying to please him. I had ride him like my life depended on it. It had been such a long time someone had turned me on like that. It was a good healthy sex. Where every part of me was kissed and worshiped. From the crown of my head, to the sole of my feet. I was treated like a woman. A beautiful one at that. I felt so beautiful. Felt in charge.After giving me heads till I cummed, back at his office at the hospital, Dr Sylvester followed me to my hotel room for
AlexThe way she had looked at me, made guilt ate me up deeply on the inside. Made me feel all shades of bad. I felt terrible. And there was no way I could stop feeling that way. I never wished for any of that to happen. Although I knew I was going to end things between us one way or the other, but definitely not like this. She would think it was because of Mia I had been giving her the cold treatment all along. That was partially true, but I had been cold to everyone, myself inclusive all these while. I was just starting to be a little bit free, because of one certain female who had tried to force me out of my shell. Someone who had made me soft.I saw sadness in her eyes. Sadness at it's highest peak. I had never seen anyone looked that sad before. Just like I had crumpled her world under my feet.I saw disappointment. Like I had betrayed
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