Bolu
"Hurry!"
"In a minute, I just need to fix this."
"Fix what?"
"My eyebrows, I drew them wrong."
"Do you even have to draw them?"
It was Ruby. She was in the sitting room waiting for me to come out, so we could head to the park. She was impatient and wouldn't let me get done with the finishing touches of my make up. I could imagine her throwing her hands up in frustration, and pacing back and forth with her skinny legs. Blowing out a big puff of breath, like she used to, when she was loosing her patience.
"Yes, to make my face look perfect. I have to." I smiled, finally replying to her question.
"Your face l
Charles Three weeks and still no sign of Ruby. I was worried, restless, having sleepless nights, constant headache from over thinking, tensed. Constantly loosing focus and couldn't concentrate on anything.All I thought about was my missing daughter.A child that was young, unmarked by anything was out on the dangerous streets of Lagos. A state that consisted of twenty million people. With plenty of visitors from all over the globe.We searched all over the city, but we couldn't find her. As the days went by began undergoing a great disorder of uncertainty. With great fear that I had completely lost her.I cried, in my heart. Because I was a man and couldn't cry out. Tough men didn't cry right? Even if their life
Charles"She use to sleep out with the cats, at nightfall." The middled age man informed us. And his wife nodded in agreement to this. They were the couple who had gone to report that they had seen Ruby."It wasn't her you saw. Ruby is allergic to cats. She doesn't even go close to them." I replied rising to my feet to leave. Fighting the urge not to slam my fist against a wall, repeatedly.I clenched and unclenched my fists, ticking my jaw till it hurt.Max motioned for me to wait."You just saw a homeless kid sleep out with your cats and you assumed it was his kid?" Max questioned them.He too was angry as I was, but he kept a straight face. Unlike me, he was good at schooling his anger. Because if he let's it get the best of him,
BoluWhen he had asked if Ruby was my kid, I wanted to say no, but I couldn't. She was just so adorable and calling her mine wouldn't hurt. In fact I liked it.Dad was okay with me keeping Ruby,but mom didn't like the idea, she had said people would say I had adopted a child because I refused to get married. She even told me to return Ruby back to where I had touch her. As if I would.Mother's could be frustrating at times.You were still a child to them, despite being three decades and a few years.You were always wrong, no matter what you did. If you take actions without consulting them, because they felt they were always right.She had clearly said that because she didn't know who Ruby was. If she had known, she would want
CharlesI was pissed. Max refused to let me have more than two bottles of beer. He had said he didn't want me to get drunk.He was a good friend and cared about my well-being, but that didn't stop from having this urge to continually punch him in the face."Give him a fruit juice like limeades with ice cubes in it. He needs it to cool his brain." Max told the bartender and I shot him a death glare."Stop doing this to yourself, man. Ruby would want you to be strong wherever she is. You're acting like shit.""You are shit." I insulted."You're making a big mess of yourself."I knew he was right, but I just ignored him. I was tired of repeatedly hearing such words. I just wanted Ruby back
MiaLife was unpredictable. And comical. The least things we expect, occur. Putting a stamp to the fact that, the only thing that is constant is change. That people change. Even the most rigid cold hearted person, could turn into a big softie, in a blink of an eye. Could soften at words that touched their hearts.I couldn't believe all that had happened. It was too good to be true. Making my chest full with invisible bubbles. Confusing the shit out of my senses.I heaved deeply, when I allowed my thoughts to flip over to Alex.At first the almighty Alex, had cried over what I had been through. It was the last thing I expected from him of all people. He was a hard man. Nothing moved him. He could be the meanest person ever. Always making use of harsh and hurtful words on
MiaWhen Alex's car drove out of the compound, I decided to take the dogs out for a walk. To free my limbs and my mind off him.The estate was big, and filled with wealthy people. So I could see people jugging and carrying out exercise. And they were staring at me, like I was someone foreign. Plus the dogs were huge like horses, making people back away in fear.I was in their middle, holding their massive chains. My hair was in a messy bun at the top of my head. I hadn't had the time to shower or brush my hair. I was putting on my cotton see through shirt, shorts and flip-flops.I felt a little bit free, like a normal person, like didn't have problems and my life was at risk."Are these dogs yours?" A guy who was jogging at my side, asked me in a fak
MiaI froze when I turned around to see the owner of the voice.It was no other person than Rachel Okafor.Holy freaking Molly.What was she doing out here? Where are her body guards?She had her behind rested against her range Rover Jeep. Dressed in a black expensive, official business suit pants that was ironed to crispy perfection, and black stiletto heels. Her artificial long blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail. Her make up was light. Giving her the exact Barbie girl look. A Barbie in suit, that had this authoritative aura around her.I haven't talked to her before, was deprived off the opportunity to see her or speak with her one on one.But here she was, because she wanted to see me? Why?
MiaI was feeling itchy, sweaty and gummy all over, so I rushed into the bathroom to take a long long bath.I carried on washing my hair at first, because it was damp with sweat. When I was done, I gave my body a thorough washing, brushed my teeth, scrub and gave my tongue good lashing, before making use of the mouth wash.I stepped out when I felt human again, and wore a white rob which I discovered in the wardrobe and was towel drying my hair, humming along with the birds on the trees, when I heard a gunshot.I shuddered and the towel fell off my hands.What the hell just happened?Was that really a gun shot?I was contemplating on if it was really a gun shot, or it was something different, until I heard anot
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