ON VALENTINE'S NIGHT "Serena look me in the eye and tell me yes and I promise you that I won't talk nor approach you again"James heart was palpating as he gazed at Serena scared of what she would say next and then she said it. She threw the bomb. "James am..... Am sorry, I think.. I think we should break off whatever we..." "No no no no no"He pushed her away while yelling like a psychopath. He pulled on his hair,he couldn't take it, even though he wanted to his heart couldn't. "Am sorry"Serena was on the floor shading tears and apologizing but James couldn't hear her as had lost his mind knowing that the more he stayed besid
"Have she gotten the news about my accident" "No,am not sure. I just don't know why you are still persistent on not letting her go,just let her go and free yourself out of this conflict and confusion she put you into".James had an IV drip on his hand as he lay down on the hospital bed with his thought drifting back to Friday night. He has been in the hospital for two days straight and heading to the third day and all he could think of was Serena. He wanted to know how she felt now that he is hurt,is she happy? Is that the reason behind her not visiting him in the hospital. "I know you love her but she isn't worth it, look what she made you do".James turned away from Adiguin he couldn't help but feel like all Adiguin had ever wanted was to sour his relationship with Serena and perhaps, he was actually getting what he wants. "Just wake me up once she comes"Adiguin wanted to protest and tell his friend that she won't be coming but before he could ev
"So why am I invited here again "Linda sat down facing me,I had invited her to one of the restaurant well usually go to eat so we could discuss on the new e-mail I got but I only wanted to share the good news with her. " C'mon you just got here ,chill"She eyed me before calling on the waiter to come attend to her. " Chill? You want me to chill? Just tell me what brought me here "Why is she sounding so angry I didn't call her to get yelled at or for her to throw her frustration on me but I knew something was wrong for her to sound like that. "Spill it" "Spill what?"She's definitely hiding something and she couldn't even make it less obvious. "What's wrong? Why are you yelling?" "It's nothing okay, let just get into business so I can go home,I got a lot of things to do "Things to do? Linda ? She never has things to do at home literally nothing,she is always free and now she is using t
Serena sat on the chair waiting patiently for the woman but her wait was interrupted when two officers came to her. "Are you miss Serena Williams"She nodded her head wondering why they came to her or was it also among the procedures she needed to follow but when she looked over to the woman she once spoke to only to find her glaring daggers and looking at her with disgust it was then that she thought otherwise "You are under arrest"Upon hearing that her eyes widened,why? She haven't done anything wrong, then why was she under arrest . Seeing the confusion in her eyes one of the police men began to doubt the accusations laid on her. "Why ? What did I do?" "You are to remain silent for every word you say would be used against you in the law court".The other police man said sternly not banting an eye. Serena turned to the other officer with plead in her eyes begging him to help her out but he didn't look at her. Before she knew what was going on
"Serena ! Wake up,mum's calling you".I heard my third brother Kingsley popularly known as "King"call on me but I didn't budge . It's a Saturday morning and like every Saturday morning, is clean up day and trying to keep the environment clean but I didn't feel like it. I felt heavy maybe due to the amount of fufu ( A popular Nigerian food ate with soup) I had last night but that wasn't the problem, the problem is that I didn't feel like working this morning and knowing my mom she wouldn't hear it."You are still lying down, wait till mummy gets up here".King said as he roughly push himself out of the small room I managed myself. I have three siblings and I myself,to be more detailed three brothers. Imagine living with three brothers, hell right? My first brother Wisdom, is having his NYSC( National Youth Service Corps) in Kaduna State. He is the child of my parents youth age if you know what that means. My second brother Precious,is in his finial year in University of Nsuka (UNN). St
I wanted to study in Abia State University (Absu) and I wanted to study Theater Arts precisely script writing. So even if I couldn't study Abroad, I could at least study here. Although my parents didn't see my course as something worth the money the couldn't let there only daughter be an under graduate so the still had to see me through.To my parents, Theater Arts is something anyone could come out and do and you don't even need to read to gain it. Maybe all Nigerian parents saw it as the same thing but not for me , because to me there's a huge difference between something you read and have the certificate to boast and brag about it, not some talent. Moreover, it's script writing we are talking about here not acting.The rest of my first term went normal with nothing much happening except teachers making emphasis about our WEAC and NECO and before you know it first term was over. All final year student were given newsletter which contained details of our next payments and how it shou
I was so lost in thought that I didn't notice someone tapping me or should I say, I was dreaming that I didn't notice. "My love,my love, why are you sleeping? Wake up"I repeatedly felt someone calling out to me but I didn't budge not until the tapping got worst that I woke up to see a tall fair skinned boy standing beside me with a high afro hair cut. His hands raised up probably getting ready to tap me again. "James"I said drowsily and positioned myself well in my chair while he sat down on my locker,placed his palm on my neck probably to check if am sick before removing his hands. He stared at me for a moment before asking. "Why are you sleeping this early in school"?Trust James to know when things aren't going well with me. James is the only male best friend I had in school,we became friends our tenth grade (senior secondary school one) during our school end of the year party. In all my friends,he is the only male am extremely close to t
"OMO, only this short two or three weeks break they give us , you don fine finish"(Just this two or three weeks break that we were given and you've become this beautiful).I laughed and pushed her a little. " As if you don't know you are the most beautiful girl in our group if not our class".That is the honest truth, Linda, is an epitome of beauty. She is tall, slim, brown skinned,curvy and has a nice flat tommy,infact ,she looked like a model. I am beautiful but compared to Linda ,I can't even get five points. Sometimes I wonder how we became friends because people like her are who we describe as"classic babes". I and Ella's relationship are quite relatable due to the fact,we both started schooling at Albert High school at the same time. So we kinda bounded fast, it's normal between new students. My school Albert High school (AHS) is the second best school in Lagos and also in Nigeria at large. I transferred from Imo state to Lagos,back then in Imo State,my family were