IS:THE PROTECTOR

"Everything in here seems so uninteresting!  So bland!  The walls painted in a measly bright yellow, which really in her own opinion was very sickening!
   She had to leave this place she really had to".....Sandy thought to herself as she fiddled with her hair while looking around the relaxation hall with so much disgust.
     
  Why had she even signed herself into this hellhole?! What in God's name made her walk into this center asking to be incarcerated for a whole 6months.

The facility was obviously meant for loonies,  nutjobs and psychos. Which she definitely wasn't one!  Or was she? .... everything seemed so confusing lately. ..its the drugs they've been feeding me with!  It must be! ....Sandy thought while making funny gestures with her hands.

  Standing up,  she made a move for the Director's office. ..she had been making frequent visits there lately hoping to see if he'lld reason with her and let her go.

Tap!  Tap! ....she knocked
 
  "Yes come in".....came Dr Simmons voice.

Peeping in before taking a step in,  Sandy with closed eyes sucked in the strawberry fragrance that arrested her nostrils...."hmmm!  She liked it in here" .

"Goodday Dr or is it evening already? You know I never seem to know anything this days"....she shrugged while taking a seat.
  
Smiling warmly, Dr Simmons offered her some chocolate bars from the bowl on his desk.
  " So Miss Dike to what do I owe this august visit for the 15th time this week? "
 
  "You know! If you'lld just let me outta this place,  my frequent visits would seize right? ....Sandy said as she munched on one of the bars.

" But I can't let you go just yet? Thats not what we agreed on! Remember the papers you signed when you willingly walked into this centre? "
  
  "Yes I do!  but I  really do not understand why I did that! And this place!  Oh this place is so so sickening!  I want to go back home!  Back to my job! My friends!  and family! ".....

  "You need more time in here! You did so many bad things!  very bad things Sandy. Its either this hellhole or jail and you picked this"

   Now visibly angry Sandy stood with a mouth full of chocolate. ..."Why would I have anything to do with jail Simmon!  Why cant I just go in there pick my stuff and stroll outta this place!
  Why I'm I even debating this when I can actually just do that!  Infact to hell with you Doc!"
 
  "Language Sandy!  language!.....damn!  You have nothing to go back to!  You have no job!  No friends and definitely no family out there!  heck! You have just me Sandy just me!"........Dr Simmon blurted out in anger. He was tired of explaining,  he knew it would be tough to handle her. But he never thought it would be this hard.

   "Simmon thats not true! I have a job; I own a consulting firm which is thriving really well"
     
      "No you don't"

"My family lives at GRA no.16 Badewa street off mobile! "

   "They used to not anymore! You blew them up!  You burnt the whole house to the ground! You killed them Sandy!"

    Blocking her ears with her fingers,  she screamed
    "Lies! You're telling alot of lies Doc!  I did no such thing! I love my family!  I love them!  I loved them..."
  
Think Sandy! How come I know so much about you!  How do I know your favorite colour is black?  How do I know you like your icecream in two flavors(chocolate and strawberry)? If I were lying to you now,  tell me how do I know about your invisible friend or should I say the other you called "IS"? tell me!

   Hearing the name,  she jerked up pulling him by the collar .... " don't call her name!  She doesn't exist! "

"Calm down Sandy!  Calm down!  I'll show you something.  You asked me to show it toyou when ever you got to this level. But I can only do that if you let go of my collar...please!"

    Slowly she let go while looking suspiciously at him.

Adjusting his collar,  he pulled out a brown envelope from the lower part of his drawer and poured the contents out on the desk. Picking the disk,  he took it to the dvd player and inserted it.

   Hi Sandy its me IS I mean you,  me. ...lets not confuse ourselves. If you're watching this now,  then know things got outta hand and that you need to calm down and listen to whatever Simmon your friend and doctor tells you to do.
  A couple of days ago,  I killed alot of people,  people who had hurt you terribly. You were hurting so much inside and I couldn't bear seeing you that way anymore. I did what I had to do to make you happy again.
 
  I killed your family I burnt them all! I made them writhe in pain for not believing you when you told them you had been molested by that pig.

I especially made daddy suffer for calling you a witch and a slut. I could see the horror in his face when he realized he was actually going to die and I was the one pulling the plug!  *laughter*

  "Stop the video Simmon!  Stop it!  Thats not me!  I'm not a monster!" ....Sandy closed her ears amidst tears.

"Rev. Bennett wouldn't stop crying you know!  I chopped off his "little junior" after I told him to come teach the "finger and no pants trick" he always loved to teach us when we were just six years old and he refused!  Can you believe that man?

Anyway I'm guessing its cos we're no longer six anymore. My best part was when I fed him with it!
  Chopping his legs was also fun too and the eyes!  Yes the eyes!
 
You're free now Sandy!  I kept my promise to take care of you. Dr Simmon's centre will be good for you even though I do not agree with his methods.
   Stay with him and heal. I love you!  "IS" loves you!  And I'll always be here for you."

   Dr Simmon walked across the room and put the tv off.

  "Here are some photos if you still think I probably forced you to make that video of yourself"..... handing her a couple of pictures.

She looked at the pictures and images started to flood back...

every strike she made on the Reverend's body,   the blood,   
  the smell of burnt flesh from her parents house and oh!  the screaming! God!  How she had loved it!
   Shaking her head in disgust,  Sandy threw the pictures on the ground and moved to farther corner of the room where she sat on the floor cupping her knees and hiding her face.
 
  "I'm not a monster!  I'm not a monster!  I killed no one!  My family is alive!"

Moving closer to her,  Simmon cautiously placed his hand on her back as he tried to pacify her.
 
"Sandy its alright..you'll be fine. You suffer from Multiple Personality Disorder,  but its nothing we can't handle here. You're safe with me here I promise you!"

Lifting her head,  she gave the Doctor a cold and sinister Smile...

"Hi Doc!  Its been a long time. I really do not know why she keeps locking me in. "IS" is a genius IS is her protector!"

    I'm not sorry I killed them! I am IS!

IN NIGERIA ALONE,  ONE IN  EVERY FOUR GIRLS GET MOLESTED AT AN EARLY AGE  BY SIGNIFICANT MALE FIGURES AROUND THEIR ENVIRONMENT AND SADLY,  THEY ARE TOO SCARED TO SPEAK OUT COS OF THE STIGMA AND MAINLY BECAUSE THEY'RE AFRAID THAT THEIR LOVED ONES WOULD NEVER BELIEVE THEM OR EVEN GET PUNISHED FOR ALLOWING THEMSELVES TO BE MOLESTED. THIS LEAVES MOST OF THEM PSYCHOLOGICALLY SCARRED FOR LIFE.

HELP THE GIRL CHILD, BELIEVE THEM!
RAPE IS EVIL!
SAY NO TO CHILD MOLESTATION!

   

 

 

Time! Make It Count!

  "I cant take any break from work at the moment babes!  things at the office are so tight now, you of all people should know that Chidaalu!".....Ayodeji said as he forked through his hair with his fingers in frustration.
  "Deji don't tell me that!, you're a top ranking officer,  you could delegate people to do your job for you!....I'm lonely baby. Its bad enough that you do not want me to work  and I agreed. Now spend some time with me you won't!  Its getting frustrating it really is! "
   "I'm sorry baby!  Alright lets make a deal....I'll set up that business for you and in like two weeks tops,  i'll make out time for a trip. How does the Bahamas sound to you? "...... Deji smiled at her as he raised her chin.
  "The Bahamas sounds ok....and I'm making the arrangements not you!..... Chidaalu said trying hard to not to smile...."I love you nkem"
   " awwww....you know I get all  'mushy' when you call me sweet names in your dialect"...... Deji said as he slowly from behind planted soft kisses on her neck which  made her shiver.
Damn! he loved being with her when ever they just settled an argument.
 
"Major D I think these rebels should be taught a lesson now. they're beginning to make so much noise and no one is worried! "......
   "Samuel this guys are all bark and no bite....they have no armoury and besides the men upstairs have not given the Go to have them dealt with. ..so patience my friend".....Deji smiled at his friend.
  "Anyway thats by the way!  How is that our gorgeous wife?" ....

   "she is fine"
  
"You know for a man who just got knocked up for just a year,  you hardly spend enough time with her you know? Better grease machine before someone does for you o! "......Samuel said as he grinned from ear to ear.

   "I have heard!  Adviser in Chief!  You know ehn? ! sometimes I would have beaten the shit outta you for being so nosy. Thank your stars that I love you too much"....Ayodeji said as he made a fist at his friend.
  
1month Later
But you promised Deji!  What now happens to our trip to the Bahamas? !, I booked our flight already!
Baby work is way more hectic now. These rebels have started gaining ground.  I have been assigned to certain duties I can not neglect at the moment.  You of all people should understand that!
  What I understand is that you love your job more than you do me!  You pay so much attention to it than you would give to me!  I'm tired of being the nagging wife Deji!  Feels like I'm the only one who is trying here! We're just one year into this and it feels like we've been in this for over a century! 
  "Alright after this job I'll make it up to you". ... "I don't want any of your promises seeing how well you've kept the others!" "Its either we're doing it now or we are not! "
  "You know I can't Daalu. ..damn it!  Lets not make this an issue".....Deji said as he slammed the door and left for work.
  Sadly,  she loved him still...she loved this man who lately was beginning to make her cry more than she should and for all the wrong reasons. ...wiping her tears she went into the room and snuggled under the duvet.
    If only he'lld allow her get a job atleast....she thought.

Flickering through tv stations and finding nothing that picked her interest,  Chidaalu  switched the tv off and decided to go do some baking.  Atleast the aroma of freshly baked bread made her more relaxed.

  While working,  "Cannonball by kiesza" was put on replay....she didn't know why she got glued to that song lately. But then it helped her calm her nerves when ever she had gotten into an argument with Deji and so she liked it!
Just then,  it went off!   

           (((BOOOM)))))

the last thing she had on her mind was her husband!  Her Deji!

Panting heavily,  Ayodeji stopped running and rested his hands on his knees while he sucked in so much air like it was his last.
  He had run out of ammunition and had been running for close to an hour. Luckily for him,  he had not met any of the rebels on the road.
  Gathering enough strength,  he looked around to study his environment but everywhere seemed strange all the buildings had been razed to the ground.
Except for a signpost which didn't burn down,  he wouldn't have known he was on his street....
  If anyone had told him a day before that it was the last time he would have a peaceful night rest,  he would have waved it off. He  never thought those rebels were well equipped. But here he was,  tired,hungry and in a country that was now run by rebels..He had not eaten since he left home two days before.
  Anyway that wasn't his major problem,  all he wanted now was to stay alive and safe enough to go get his wife the woman he loved!
  Funny how they had been arguing that day....if only he didn't forget so easily,  he wouldn't have promised to stand in for Samuel and by now he would have been in the Bahamas with her.
  Finally getting to a place that used to be his home,  Ayodeji couldn't recognize a thing. Everywhere had been blown to bits. All he could salvage was a picture frame which had been partly burnt but still had the face of his wife.
  He groaned. ....

Every Moment Counts Show That Special Someone That You Care Always. Make It Count!