Writer's POV
Continuation of flashback
"I miss you, Al." She said.
"I miss you more. You were on my mind each passing day. Still is."
There was no response from her, but she closed her eyes shut. Then hummed a foreign sound that sent shivers down his spine.
Noticing his tensed mood, she flicked her eyes opened and rewarded him with grin. Showing gim the gap in her teeth which he loved so much. Then she pulled away from him.
It was odd because they were the only couple on the beach, no human figure was there. Not even Bruce and Benny, his dogs. Which became more fremd, because he loved taking his dogs with him for an evening walk at the beach. Wether with company or not. But the beach was deserted.
He returned hid eyes to the woman who had captured his heart and wrapped in between her fingers. She was laughing and giggling, as the light wave at the end of the beach water, tickled her toes.
Writer's POVContinuation of flashback"Let's go to the karaoke bar." Said Mia as they made their way towards where Alex had his car parked. It was eight thirty in the evening and a lot of people were heading home."It's late, and I have books waiting for me.""And here comes the old Alex." She pouted, buckling her seat belt. Sleep was completely erased off her eyes this time. And she looked active again. "This is the last I'll ask of you tonight. Please, please, please. I want to sing.""Remind me never to go somewhere with you again, after today." Alex replied as he started the car. But he didn't mean it, he wanted to go different places with her and try new things just like the way he did today. He wanted her to take shots of me, with him unaware. He wanted to use any means he could get, just to hug her. To get close to her as possible. He wanted to eat all the rubbish with her, from vendors at the park. It was crazy, but he wanted t
AlexI couldn't believe Mia told me that Tunde Ibrahim was her problem, and it didn't matter to me anymore. She had cried after hearing everything, and saying it was her fault that Tunde Ibrahim was after my life, and my family's. And that she was going to meet him, so he could kill her, and then everything would come to an end."There's nothing you can do, Alex. So just let me go." This had been what she had told me at the hospital, with determination in her eyes.It had hurt me she had said such a thing. Despite that I was mad and everything, I would never let her die. I would still protect her because she was the second woman I had come to love after Maureen.Flashback"You're so angry for my sake." She finally said, forking her fingers through my hair.She ran her fingers through my hair for a while, letting out low sweet sighs that were melting m
MiaFlashback"I was still in my shell while living with my grandma and cousin brothers, because I was still grieving my late parents. It was hard to accept they were gone, and move on." I blew out a big puff off breath, then allowed my eyes to meet his. We maintained eye contact for a while, with my cheeks flushing. Until I looked away from him and carried on with what I was saying. "It was after the kitchen incident when I was thirteen, that I started coming out of my shell. I even became wild. Started wearing and borrowing my cousins clothes. Drink beer with them, do minor jobs just to earn cash, because we were still so poor. We the kids were struggling to make ends meet, because our grandma wasn't really fit to help us. She was quite old then.""I must say, you did enjoyed your stay with them." Alex said, staring at me in a thoughtful manner."Yeah, I did. I miss them very much."
Writer's POVShe could still remember how she had met him. Everything was still so fresh to her. So instead of dwelling in thoughts of how he had acted, she decided to think about everything all over again.She stepped into the hotel of Rachel Okafor on that evening, and halted on her tracks when she saw how grand the hotel was. She couldn't help admiring lthe hotel's exquisiteness. It was very huge, captivating, breathtaking and looked nothing like a Nigerian but those hotels in foreign countries.The atmosphere had this cool aura and smelt of rich roses. The garaged couldn't contain the numerous expensive looking cars, and wealthy-looking people were emerging from those cars.All the men were clad in black tuxedos while the women were dressed in black gowns.Mia stood on her ground, wondering how the owner of the hotel knew such wealthy and good looking people.Well, tho
Writer's POVThen on that night, on her way out of the eatery she had gone to her dinner, she got kidnapped by Tunde Ibrahim and his men. hot and her unconscious body which her kidnappers thought had given up the ghost, was dumped in a bush.However, she was rescued by someone who hurriedly took her to the hospital.There, the bullet was being operated out of her chest. And was being treated. The doctors and nurses thought that it was a miracle she survived a gunshot on the chest.And on the third day, she finally woke up.When she flicked her eyes opened hours later, she found a young man watching her. He was sitted on a chair close to the edge of her bed. Looking extremely rich, uneased and unmercifully viciously beautiful. His intimidating eyes, were the kind that could make ones heart skip a bit, when they landed at the person. He had thick brows and very long lashes, which Mia thought would make it difficult for him to scan things clearly. His
Writer's POVAfter Mia left the hospital. Things became really tough for her that she couldn't return back to her job. Because she knew she just survived death. If it wasn't for Alex, she knew she would have been dead. But God had sent him to save her. And the people who had wanted to kill her, were still out there. So it was best to be in the hidden, because if they by any chance see that she was alive, she would be gone for good.She could still remember how she had been beaten terribly, and then shot right in the chest on that night. It was something she never wanted to experience again. Because the bullet was like a sharp knife that was brought out from fire, and she being stabbed with it repeatedly. Despite the operation was performed, she was still feeling the severe pains on her chest. It really hurt.So she began looking for another job, since she was temporarily sacked. Her boss had told her not to return, until the issue with Tunde Ibrahim was being re
Writer's POVMia had had enough of Alex, and knew was going to leave his house that moment. IShe felt was stupid. Stupid to have agreed to live with him. He had no right to treat her like that. She scoffed when she realized Alex was treating her like an animal, and was treating his dogs like humans.It hurt so much for someone to treat her like that. She had lived with her cousins and grandma. With them being extremely poor, but they had all been happy. Tolerate each other. Alex was actually the first person she was living with, Aside her grandma and cousins. None of them had made her feel the way Alex had. And she suddenly started missing her family. Felt the sudden urge to go meet them. Because she didn't feel herself anymore. She wanted to be where she would be given love and treated with respect. Not like a nuisance, the way Alex was treating her.She knew she would endanger their lives to go see them, but she needed to be around them, even if it was j
Writer's POVAfter spending an hour at the Museum, Mia and Alex went to the park. It was Mia who had insisted on them heading to the park, because according to her, they had not get started with the fun here. Something which made Alex curious. And he wondered what next they were going to do."Pack your car here, we'll have to walk from here." Mia said unbuckling her seat belt. When they were half a mile away from the park."Why?" Alex inquired, staring at her incredulously."Cause it's fun. Don't tell me you can't trek a bit?" Was Mia's reply, with a pout which made her looked like a kid. And Alex made no response to that. He unbuckled his seat belt and they hopped out of the car together.It was five pm in the evening and the pack was crowded with people, both young and old, having all kinds of fun together.The light wind blew Mia's hair as she walked ahead of Alex. Making him inhale the strawberry smell from her
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