Where did you drop your phone? I've called three times now eh Ebere! Mummy sorry I was praying when you called(I held my breath hoping she'lld buy the ridiculous lie) . Oh ok sorry I didn't know came her reply. So how is school? She asked..... Fine mummy..... I had a terrible dream about you Ebere that's why I called...... Hmmm terrible dream? What was it about I asked.
I saw you on the street naked and crying, it seemed like you were beaten. I kept on calling you but you wouldn't answer me and then I woke up....... God forbid! It's not my portion.... I immediately said..... Be careful with the way you move around, don't go out at night have you heard me? Yes mummy I answered and then the call ended.
Heaving a sigh of relief, I dropped the phone.... You see, this is not the first time my mum has had a terrible dream about me but then nothing ever happens.... I guess its cos she worries too much about me.
Before I knew it, it was evening already and there I was, in front of chief William an average, chocolate skinned man with a portable pot-belly and a slightly manageable face(not like his look mattered tho). Chief William couldn't keep his hands off me and it slightly irritated me but then it's business.
It didn't take long before he asked that we move to his hotel room and I obliged. 30mins later chief William was done and he gave me 3bundles of one thousand naira note..... Checking the time, it was just 11pm, so I got dressed and left quietly.
Driving back home, I moved my body in sync with the music I was playing. I was happy that Chief didn't ask me to spend the night cos I didn't really feel like it today. I was still wriggling my body to the music when out of nowhere, two cars blocked me....... Opening the door, I stepped out angrily to know what their problem was. Just then, I inhaled a very pungent smell and everything went black.........
3 comments:
Love you babe... Keep it up.
Thanks a lot
Nice one, waiting for d end story
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