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2024-10-29 19:42:56Writer's POV
The next day, she saw him outside the restaurant, as if he was waiting for someone. He was looking really cute in black sweatshirt, grey yoga pants, and black boots. Plus he had his guitar on it's bag, at his bag. He shoved a lollipop into his mouth, then wore a cap on. Before offering her a smile with the sweet in his mouth.
She smiled back at him, because he looked really cute and childish at the same time. Then the tattoos that were visible on his arms made everything hot.
It was the first time in her twenty-four years of age, that she was admiring a white boy. Although she had been in London for six years, and had been around whites. But she hadn't been attracted to a white boy before. She preferred the dark skinned guys. According to her, they were more comfortable to be around. She felt safer dating black men. But then, everything had changed when she met Dave. Right from the previous day, when he had
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Writer's POVFor weeks, Bolu didn't see Dave. Even when he went to his apartment to check if he was around, it was just his friend she had seen.She began missing his presence whenever she went to that particular restaurant, and and he wasn't there. She began wondering if it was because of what had transpired between them on that night, that he had refused coming to the restaurant.The way he had bade her goodnight and left, had seem somewhat final. That he would stop being her friend, and leave her alone. But she hadn't taken it serious. She thought she was going to see him again the next day.But when she didn't see him the whole of that week, she began wondering if he had made the decision to stop coming around. And when she didn't see him at the restaurant either, she didn't want to think he had stopped coming there as well. It felt so unusual with him absent on there.&nbs
Something On The Inside Chapter seventeen
Writer's POVShe snapped her eyes back to him, just in time to catch his eyes. Eyes that had been on her all those while she had been lost in her thoughts. He had watched her in silence, and she wanted to know what was going on in his mind as well. But he wasn't staring at her like he wanted to sleep with her. He was looking at her with care. Like she was someone who had a special place in his heart.She saw his hand moving, and then he placed it untop hers.She gave him a curious look, wordlessly asking him what he was up to. But he chose to remain silent, and then caressed her hand. Making her feeling the heat that was radiating from his warm big paw.He did this for sometime, and she thought maybe he was trying to make her feel warm, since she had complained about feeling cold earlier."I'm good now, you can let go." She crooked out, but Dave didn't take his hand off hers. He
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Writer's POVDave pulled her into the house, and and they made out badly, with Dave tearing Bolu's clothes off her body. That was the first day they had sex.The two were so hunger for each other, that they had sex straight for four hours, and stopped when they both felt sore. After that, they clasped their sweaty nude bodies together like sardines in a can, before maintaining eye contact.Dave gave Bolu that huge boyish beautiful grin that she liked so much, with excitement masked up in his eyes. He was so happy that they finally did it together.And that was the day Bolu realized that she was inlove with Dave. That she had been inlove with Dave all those while, and had no idea.She's drew tiny holes on his chest, then smiled at him. Admiring his handsome facial features, with the words 'I love you' at the tip of her tongue. But she chose not to let him know. Because she knew he wouldn't
Something On The Inside Chapter nineteen
Writers POVAge 33, Lagos, Nigeria.Bolu was in her apartment that Wednesday afternoon. Every Wednesday was her day off, so her mom called her on the phone to come over to the house to deliver her Dad's favourite dish 'Kpanla stew and Amala(A popular dish in Nigeria, mostly in Lagos) To her dad's office. She knew her mom had enough servants at home, but she called her to come over to the house, which she did.She arrived at the house half an hour later, murmuring that she wasn't a kid anymore. And then her mom bursted into a boisterous laugher at this."See why I told you to return to the house and start leaving here with us until you get married.""I'm thirty-three mum, 'Emi laye mi' ( I own my life)." She had protest grumpily." I'm no longer a kid."
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Writer's POV"Good day." Said the girl who flung opened Alex's doors when she had knocked after three rows. She had big eyes, a very tiny nose and a wide mouth. Her medicated glasses were on the bridge of her nose. She was putting on an oversize shirt which I suspected belong to Alex. Jean shorts that displayed her long long legs. She was quite pretty and looked like a fresh face teenager. Jealousy embedded and flowed as I stared from her face to her legs. She was really skinny but had nice straight legs which were a little bit hairy."Hey, when you're done checking me out, you can tell me who you are. Okay?" She said directed these words to Bolu, as if they were making an agreement. Then she frowned at Bolu. She was even two inches taller than Bolu.Insecurities flew in, because she was so young and fresh. Bolu thought shw could be a decade and two or three years older than her. She would bet the girl didn't have
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BoluPresent.I woke up feeling nauseous again, that before I could leap off the bed to rush into the bathroom, I barfed on the sheet covers.Moaning and groaned as I vomited, I cursed out loud, then stood up to take the sheet covers, after I finished.I went and stood in front of my dressing mirror, and didn't like what I was seeing at all.My hair was disheveled from sleep, I looked ugly, fat and sick. It felt odd that I was like that. Despite being in a state of despair, I was gaining weight, instead of loosing weight.The past two days had been the worst days of my life. I was used as a sex toy by Tunde Ibrahim. Had stayed with him, and let him have his way with me. I regret not listening to those men, after th
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Writers POVAlex had been in a total mess ever since he was what Tunde Ibrahim did to his house. He knew it was partially because he had refused to join the pack. And mostly because of Mia.Mia. He could still recall the first day he had met her. He could forget everything, but not that day.It happened at an event he was invited to, by one of his clients call Rachel Okafor. A woman he had help her won her case.On that Saturday evening, he had seen a girl, clad in ill fitted clothings, and was being denied of making her way forth into the event hall, by an usher. Because she was dressed totally different from the way everyone was dressed.After arguing with the male usher that was standing in front of the huge doors, she began leaving, looking quite sad that he, Alex felt the sudden urge to help her.He began advancing towards her, with she not even bo
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
