PART TWO
-BARE-This is the second half of the book. This part will concentrate on Adanna's journey as a prostitute and the stumbling she had on her way to be a mother. I hope you enjoy it. 😍
CHAPTER FOURTEENNINE MONTHS LATER
"You need to see the way this guy was acting," I said as I sipped my beer.
"I know you've got him caged, girl," Pelummi said through a haze of cigarette smoke.
We were sitting at an isiewu joint. It was our go-to when we needed to entertain ourselves and catch fresh fish without Jumi knowing of it. I gluttonously took every opportunity to make extra cash. No one ever says no to money. Today, we
Today is Thursday. I've been counting the minutes to this day. This is the day I get to leave this hospital. I would be free at last and I was honestly so excited about this. I needed to move forward and been stuck to this bed wasn't the way to go. Pelummi agreed to pick me up today and I couldn't be more grateful for that. For now, I needed to focus on getting all my things in order so I wouldn't waste much time when Pelummi arrives.The nurse on duty was aiding me with that. She was snobbish and smelt of paracetamol. The concentrated on wearing off the smell as I pulled off the hospital gown, but it seemed to worsen and not subside. All at once, the thoughts of cuddling my baby engulfed me."Nurse, could you please bring my baby?" I asked calmly."No." She practically snapped at me
I woke up earlier than usual thanks to my neck resting in an awkward position on the baby's cradle in an unreal posture. I carefully straightened my strained neck, but the crying knots proved as painful as tiny needles."Oh, dear." I groaned. I carefully kneading the kinks, hoping to unknit them. I hated this type of thing. They were the absolute worst. After a few successful knead, I felt more like myself.My sleeping beauty was oblivious to my presence and I couldn't be more thankful she didn't break down in tears every minute. I hated crying babies. A sigh escaped my lips as I got up gingerly. I hadn't noticed how my lips felt like bubble gum until that sigh. The aftermath of smoking wasn't pretty. I smacked my lips twice to soften and moisten it even more in the hope I could pull it back to its original texture. It hardly worked. Wa
Thoughts of the previous night assuaged my thoughts as the taxi driver dropped me off at the main gate. I paid my fare using theTAXIFY APP.This improved technology made it easier for me to navigate my nights and impromptu mornings and I was excessively grateful for it today.I was in no mood to haggle fees with these people. All I needed right now was some peace and quiet with Success in my arms. I smiled a bit, knowing it would be next to impossible to get that quietness with Success in the picture. She will wail and whine till I had exhausted all the energy I had left. She was nothing short of a miracle. A miracle that was the only reason I stuck to this job and still tried to put up with Jumoke's excesses in this house. Anything for my princess.I gritted my teeth as I walked into the compound, moving past the ga
Pelummi would be here at any moment. I need to hurry. I checked the tons of outfits lying carelessly on the bed, wondering which one would serve its purpose judiciously this hot afternoon. I flung the camisole aside impatiently. The scorching heat this afternoon would peel off my skin if I ever wore this, plus it would never make a good fashion statement for the runs I'm about to do. Contrary to popular opinion, a prostitute got more leverage in the afternoon. Some men were not nocturnal creatures. They preferred to move during the day. It was only the smartest of us who made good with such opportunities. And I was smart. A sparkly blue dress caught my eyes. Is this not my bumper gown that always knocked men off when I wore it? I grabbed it from its hidden spot underneath my grey sweatshirt. I was right. This was it.
Pelummi would be here at any moment. I need to hurry. I checked the tons of outfits lying carelessly on the bed, wondering which one would serve its purpose judiciously this hot afternoon. I flung the camisole aside impatiently. The scorching heat this afternoon would peel off my skin if I ever wore this, plus it would never make a good fashion statement for the runs I'm about to do. Contrary to popular opinion, a prostitute got more leverage in the afternoon. Some men were not nocturnal creatures. They preferred to move during the day. It was only the smartest of us who made good with such opportunities. And I was smart. A sparkly blue dress caught my eyes. Is this not my bumper gown that always knocked men off when I wore it? I grabbed it from its hidden spot underneath my grey sweatshirt. I was right. This was it.
I stared at the wall that enclosed I and Ade in this room, away from prying eyes and ears, my mind going awol. I had arrived at this hotel fifteen minutes ago, but I was still feeling woozy and so worried. I was worried about leaving my baby, Success at the pub. I honestly hope, Pelummi has left that place. Should I call her?"Babe, I'm hungry for you." Ade's voice was dangerously close to my ear, jolting me upright. His hands caressed my arms roughly. "You've been staring at this wall. How can I be like CR7, if you're like this." He whined.I rolled my eyes. "A little wait won't hurt." I teased.In one slight movement, I pushed him on the bed, then climbed up on him. His hand grabbed my bare butt greedily. I stilled myself in other not to show how cringe this whole thing was. Ye
Three weeks passed without much event. I was getting antsy every passing minute. I wasn't used to waiting around for something to happen. Though, there was nothing I could do in this case. I just needed to pull all my resources into moving out of this house. Though, so far, it has proven abortive. My resources were falling short at every turn. Although, I loved staying with my baby, I wasn't oblivious to the fact that my business has suffered as a result. I wasn't making as much money as I used to before Success was born. I don't want to think this way, but I can't help it. There was so much to do. The fees were cutthroats. It was my fear that moving out of here wouldn't be easy, and it was slowly turning into a reality. I let my eyes rove the expanse of the compound, as I took a drag from the cancer stick. Why was it that only Jumoke could enjoy all these with peace of mind, and we, taking the brunt of the work gets showered with peanuts? It's not fair at all.
I grabbed a wad of cash from my drawer, then pushed it into my purse. This money should be ok. If they wanted more, I will have to stall for more time. I hope my ill luck stays far from me today. I don’t want anything to go wrong. A quick glance at the wall clock heightened my anxiety. It was 3:20 pm. I better hurry. I walked quickly to my wardrobe and brought out the first cloth I touched. This will have to do. It was a floral mid-length gown that I always wore when I wanted to be respectable. Thank God, I bought it at the thrift shop that time. It always got the work done. I had a quick change and grabbed my purse from the bed, heading back to Jumoke. We need to leave early so that we can see things clearly. Darkness sometimes played a trick with decisions. Who else would know this, other than me? “Let’s go,” I said, immediately I stepped out of the house. Pelummi looked up from her phone. “You’re qui