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-36-

MAXWELL

Seeing Henry's love life blossom irrespective of all that was going on was all the motivation I needed to make contact with Funmi. So I called her phone but she did not pick, I reasoned she was still pissed at me so I sent her a text message.

Hey sweets, I’m really sorry about what you saw the other day but I have a very good explanation. I have something really important to discuss with you so please call me as soon as possible.

I received a message almost immediately and was so happy that she had at least replied, only for me to open the text message and see it was actually from Henry, the message was simple and plain as it had just three words in it; Abeg comot room.

On reading the text message I waited for exactly four minutes, yes! I timed myself, before I finally made a comment.

"Guy, I wan quickly reach Ray J side. I wan go reason am unto that stuff wey we been talk about," I said to Henry as I threw a shirt over my body while standing at the front of the mirror. I noticed my abs were not as sharp as they used to be.

In reality, I was not going to Ray J's house and I most definitely did not talk about anything that concerns Ray J with Henry but I said it anyway and I will tell you why.

Just incase you are thinking maybe it was because of the difference in our rent let me clarify that by stating that we both paid equal halves of the rent so nether of us had an upper hand in that aspect.

However, I left for just two reasons. Firstly, the sacred unwritten Bro Code states that if one bro is about to get 'some' and another bro is obstructing this progress, the 'another bro' is expected to stop the obstruction with immediate effect without arousing the girl's suspicion. Secondly and most importantly, I needed to talk to Funmi in person as she had refused to pick my call or reply my text message.

I left the house once I had sprayed my Explore body spray, it had been my preferred brand for years.

I climbed downstairs to Funmi's door really feeling optimistic but my heart was broken after I knocked for a while and had to accept the fact that she was not home.

Where could this girl have gone to? I thought sadly.

So now, I was stuck outside the house with no legit plan of where to go nor what to do so I sat on the staircase and started browsing random websites, mostly Wikipedia though as I like to learn about new stuffs.

Being forced to sit on the staircase taught me two things, firstly, I did not have much friends in the lodge and i noticed there were more people living in the lodge than I thought as I had to reply almost a million greetings from the people that passed me.

I was getting uncomfortable as more people kept on passing and forcing me to keep on adjusting in the process, in my plight to look for something better to do, a silly idea popped in my head.

I decided to fulfil my promise and call Mary-Anne.

"Hello, are you home?" I asked as she picked the call instantly.

"Not really, but I will be in about five minutes, what's up?" She asked.

"Okay, good. I'm on my way to your place now so hurry up," I hung up.

I had initially planned on not honouring my promise but you see what they mean when they say an idle mind is the devil's workshop?

I got to her house minutes later and just like she was a psychic, she opened the door just as I was about to knock.

"You can be creepy sometimes," I said as I walked pass her into her all too familiar house.

She laughed, "I saw you enter the gate through my window and when I heard footsteps walk towards my door I figured it was you," she explained.

I nodded and sat on her bed.

She locked the door and chose the chair as a more suitable spot for her to sit.

"So what's up?" She asked.

"Nothing much. Good afternoon by the way," I replied.

"Good afternoon," she replied, "You know I wasn't really expecting you to actually call me." She rolled her eyes.

She was right to think that but since I had called anyway I decided to play along, "I am a man of my words, you should never doubt me," I said.

She chuckled, "yeah, right!" She exclaimed sarcastically.

I laughed, apparently she knew me a lot better than I thought.

"So now that I am here, what now?" I asked, moving on.

"Well, for starters I think I owe you an apology for kissing you just like that the other day," she started to say. "I don't know what came over me to make me think that kissing you would wipe my slate clean."

"It's cool," I replied plainly.

"And I also know no amount of apology is enough for what happened between me and Henry," she stood up and knelt before me placing her palms on my lap, "but I really hope you would find a place in your heart to forgive me."

"Please let's just leave that gist," I replied. I was getting tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.

"Maxwell, I want you back," she looked up to my face and I saw a drop of tear roll down her face.

Crocodile tears, I thought.

"Mary-Anne I'm sorry but that ship already sailed. Let's just be friends," I offered so she would just let it go. It seemed like we were just going in circles and I was starting to get irritated.

"I don't want to be just friends with you, I can't live with that," she replied, tears were rolling more freely now.

Usually, tears, especially hers used to mean so much to me but watching her cry now was just plain irritating. Why was she being so fake?

"Maybe Henry was right after all when he said you are just a bitc-h," I said angrily hoping that would make her realise that whatever I had for was long dead.

"After literally seducing me, Henry had the guts to call me a bitc-h?" She asked drying her tears with the back of her palm.

"That's not what is important here," I said, "You and I are over. I only came here just to fulfil my promise and now I've done that, can I leave?" I asked regretting my decision to call her in the first place.

She took was quiet for a bit, took a deep breath then stood up and went to open the door.

"Yes, you can leave!" She yelled.

I was surprised as I did not expect it to be so easy but I stood up and left her house.

I stopped at the door and looked at her, searching for the best last words I could say but she looked away.

I deeped my right hand in my pocket and walked away.

TO BE CONTINUED

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-36B-

HENRY

Someone once described love as a rollercoaster, in her words she said 'love is like being on the best rollercoaster ride ever. In the very beginning, you climb in and think 'I can't believe I'm doing this, what the hell was I thinking, maybe this isn't such a good idea, blah, blah, blah' except at some point, it's too late for backing out because you're moving. And you're climbing and then spinning and looping all crazy and the thoughts are that you're pretty sure you're going to survive because how many deaths are there, really, from people falling out of rollercoasters? But you don't really know because you never really paid too much attention to rollercoaster fatality statistics because you weren't into riding rollercoasters. Until now. And every twist and hairpin turn is exciting and you realize you're enjoying every scary minute and you start to just let go and trust...no, you start to truly believe...that you're definitely going to make it. Except there's always that 'gotcha' turn when the bottom drops out and your stomach lurches, but then you're back flying again and you're laughing your head off because you made it and you're alive and this is all the most real stuff there is. And the ride begins to slow just a little bit, and the turns and twists are more like echoes of the stomach-turning ones from before, but you're okay with that. You're okay with everything. And you're pulling into the place where you started from, smiling, happy, enriched, and knowing you're right where you always wanted to be.'

I totally agree with her because staring at Tonia, I felt every bit that way.

I stood up and went to the kitchen to drink some water and by the time I turned around, Tonia was at my back. She was wearing flat sandals, short jean shorts with her pockets below the hem, and a tight tank top revealing her amazing curves

"Shit!" I exclaimed in shock, "you scared the living hell out of me."

"Why would you be scared when you know its just the both of us in the house?" She asked.

"I didn't hear you follow me," I replied.

"You know that now we are dating, I must warn you."

"Warn me? Hmm... Should I be scared?"

"That depends on if you break my heart or not," she replied. "So I recommend that you make the right decision."

I laughed, "Are you threatening me?" I asked as I walk closer, towering over her so as to look more intimidating.

“If that’s what you want to call it,” she replied and pushed me away backwards. “I know you are taller than me, you do not have to flaunt it.”

I walk forward and grab her arm, pulling her close to me, letting her feel how hard I was getting and just how much he wanted her. “You know no one threatens me and goes scot free?” I ask as I raise her head and kiss her nose.

“So what are you going to do about it?” she asked.

“You want to know what I would do about it?” I asked raising her head, trying to level it with mine.

She looks at me with desire in her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. She was about to press against my lips, both of our mouths open, close enough to capture our warm minty breath. Just as she was about to press against me, I placed a hand around her throat and pushed her back to the ground. I got on top of her pinning her hands above her head, kissing her lips, and sucking on her tongue. I moved my hand off her throat and pushed it up under her shirt feeling her perfect perky tits as I kissed her causing her to squirm. I moved her back slightly and tied her hands down to stakes that were in the ground then ripped her shirt off of her grabbing her tits. I went down on her chest biting and sucking her perky nipples as they tripled in size. Her screams and moans heard only by the two of us.

I reached down and unbutton her shorts sliding them down her legs as my fingers rub over her moist pussy. I unbutton my trousers as she lay restrained on the ground and I pressed the tip of my throbbing cock on her tight wet pussy. Pressing against her I rub my cock over her wetness getting the tip of my cock wet enough to penetrate her. I finally thrust in her, penetrating her wet pussy. My cock filling her and stretching her as her body began to relax from the amazing pressure and feeling of my big cock. I lean forward pumping my hips into her as my mouth latched on to her nipples, biting her hard as she screams. As my teeth pull her nipples away from her body, her screams continues from my thick long hard cock thrusting harder and deeper into her. She begins pushing back into me rolling her hips towards me loving how good I felt deep inside her.

Her screams transitions to moans as her pussy engulfs my huge cock, gripping and massaging my shaft in her. Her cum provided the lubrication to enhance the friction between both of us. She begins moaning with pure ecstasy as she started to Bleep me back, grinding in perfect rhythm. Both moaning, our eyes locked as I kiss her and put my hand back on her throat. She pushes up into me moaning and screaming, she is going to cum.

I lean forward and order her to beg me to Bleep her, I like rough sex and plan on using this as an excuse to take it to the next level.

"Please Bleep me harder. Bleep your little slut. I am your LovePeddler Bleep me harder," she moans. I grab her face and slap her like a LovePeddler as she releases a moan and a subtle smile.

Her begging makes me slam harder into her as I instruct her to cum with me. To my greatest surprise she gets more vocal, telling me she is going to cum. Her pussy clenches my hard cock pulling it deeper inside her. "Bleep my hard cock", I order her. "Come on, you little slut, Bleep my cock like you mean it. Bleep it like the little slut that you are."

She begins to cum as her body contracts and massages my cock. As she constricts my shaft, I start to cum with her, exploding ribbons of cum deep inside her tight pink pussy. We moan together as my mouth takes her nipples, my teeth clamped on her nipples as my cock explodes inside of her.

With her body exhausted and tired I released her restraints and turned her over on all fours. She cleans and sucks my sensitive cock as I grew in her mouth. Her beautiful eyes looking up at me wanting to please me as I grab her hair and pull her deeper on me. She gags slightly but takes it with her eyes watering looking up at me. Her tongue under my cock, out of her mouth, taking me deep.

Once I am hard again, I pull her face off of me and turn her around. I spank her curvy ass, pull her hair, and takes my spit covered cock and slams it into her cum filled pussy. Some of her cum pushes out of her and I use my fingers to rub the cum into her tight ass. I push deep inside her, one hand pulling her hair, the other spanking her and tracing her tight ass with my cum-covered fingers. She screams with pleasure.

I moan in her ears, "I see you like it rough as well. That’s good because I am only just starting."

TO BE CONTINUED

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-37-

FUNMI

I had a couple of theories on what Ayo planned on discussing with Susan but I still was not exactly sure of which way she would go.

Susan had walked into the room and from how she sat on the edge of the chair, she was clearly nervous and that was understandable because I would have been nervous if I was in her shoes.

"Hello Susan, my name is Ayo. I'm her friend," she said, pointing at me. "And I'm sure you know she is Greg's elder sister, right?"

Susan nodded in response.

"Before I go any further, how old are you?" Ayo asked pacing round the chair Susan sat on.

"Sixteen plus," Susan replied.

"Oh! I see. And which class are you?"

"SS 3."

"Good," she replied and leaned on the chair Susan was sitting on from the back, "So what the hell are you doing with a thirteen years old kid?" She asked.

Susan kept her quiet for a while, staring at me as if she expected me to intervene or something but even I wanted to know the answer to this question.

"I asked you a question!" Ayo said as she had not gotten a reply.

"Nothing, he is just my friend," she finally replied.

"So you could not find any of you age mate to be friends with?" I asked standing up and starting to pace too.

Susan had a confused look on her face.

"We just moved into the neighbourhood not quite long ago so I don't have any friends yet," Susan replied.

"Funmi, is that answer fair enough?" Ayo asked me.

I reason her reply and it makes some sense but I still have some reservations.

"Greg is not around right now so I'm going to let you go but I'm going to be blunt with you," I started to say, "I don't like you being around my brother so I'll advice you keep away," I said so calmly it sounded sinister.

"And consider that a warning, you might not get another one. Am I understood?" Ayo asked.

Already visibly shaking, Susan nodded rather furiously. I feared her head would fall off.

"Good! Now run back to your house!" Ayo yelled.

Susan quickly bolted out of the house in a flash. I was sure she would not be a problem anymore.

Once she bangs the door behind her, both I and Ayo starts to laugh uncontrollably.

***

I love going to church. Not just any church but my family church which had been our preferred place of worship since my birth.

I would not bullshit you and tell you my love is as a result of how well the pastor preaches because I frankly don't care about that but my love is simply because I get to see my friends once again.

Growing up, if you needed to see me you should check my school first but if I'm not there then you go straight to my church and I bet you'll find me there.

Spending so much time in church was all thanks to my mother who was a chorister, the leader of the girls brigade and a regular volunteer of the cleaners committee. So if she was not singing, she was marching or sweeping, either ways, we were almost always at church.

After spending so much time in the church vicinity, I naturally started making friends with other kids that were in the same shoes as mine.

They say twenty friends cannot play together for twenty years. So as time went by, these friends grew up and for several reasons either stopped being my friend or stopped attending the church. This continued happening until my long list of friends was cut down to just two people, Daniel and Dora.

As customary, dad woke me up by 4am to start preparing for a church service which was to begin by 7am. He never joked with his punctuality. He always claimed that the two most important segment of the service were the opening prayers and the closing prayers.

Due to this fact and to avoid missing the opening prayer, we got to church that Sunday morning so early that Ayo had to ask, "Abeg, na your papa dey hold the church key?"

Even though she whispered it, my mum who we did not notice was at our back as we walked to the chapel from the car park heard it and chuckled.

"Don’t let him hear you oh,” she said smiling as she walked passed up.

“Your mum is so cool,” Ayo said after she was sure no one was around.

“Yea, she could be at times but when she gives you tonnes of chores to do every day you might reconsider your stand,” I replied.

We got into the chapel and of course sat at the very last seat at the back. The church was almost empty safe for my family and a lady who was dusting the altar.

I and Ayo did not have much so chat about so after I told her about Maxwell’s text message and she teasing me about how she knew something else had motivated me to rush back to school we were quiet until the service started.

“In the name of the father and of the son and of the holy spirit,” the priest started to say from the altar as we all stood up. The chapel was almost filled with people by now.

As the service progressed I was finally relieved to see when both Daniel and Dora walked into the church through the back door because in my attempt to surprise them I had purposely not called either of them to inform them of my presence.

I had to wave furiously before Daniel eventually turned and spotted me. His initial sober face turned into a wide smile. He tapped Dora who was looking around for a place to sit and without any hesitation they both walked to where I was and sat down by my side.

“When did you get home from school?” Daniel asked excitedly.

“Just on Friday,” I replied.

“And you did not think calling me would have been smart abi?” Dora asked, she found that rather offensive.

“Anhan, calm down na, I only wanted to surprise you guys,” I explained.

“You know how I feel about surprises, I’ve warned you specifically not to try and surprise me,” she replied. I actually did know she did not like surprise and there is a story behind it but that’s a story for another day.

“Dora, it’s not fight na,” Daniel replied, “Oya Funmi tell her sorry.”

“I’m sorry, you know I would never offend you knowingly,” I apologized.

“It’s cool,” she replied and then smiled and turn to me, “So what did you bring for us na?”

I laughed, “So you expect me that is coming from school that is basically filled with stress and suffer to bring something for you that has been at home flexing?”

“As far as I am concerned you travelled and when someone travels they bring something for the people they left at home,” Dora said.

“Firstly my school is still in this same Lagos so that doesn’t classify as travel but if you still insist, I brought book for you?”

Daniel laughed as he heard this, “wetin you wan make we do with your book na?”

“I expect you to read and acquire knowledge,” I said with a smile.

An usher who was passing by at that moment ask us to keep quiet so our focus turns back to the sermon that was being preached.

The preacher was talking about the only thing they seemed to be always talking about these days, wealth creation through divine means. The entire church was spell bound by his word with everyone taking notes as he preached.

By the time the service was over, I was woken up by Ayo. I did not even know when I slept off. I just found the sermon boring as I had heard so many different versions of it, same old ‘You shall be rich in Jesus name!’ and the usual roar of ‘Amen!’ as if they expected that the person with the loudest amen would receive the most money.

As we walked out of the church paired in twos, I and Ayo, Dora and Maxwell, I noticed that Dora hand was entwined in Daniel’s own.

“Are you guys together now?” I asked with the intention to tease them but the reply was quite shocking.

“Are we that obvious?” Dora asked as she turned around to face me.

My mouth was open, “You are kidding me right?”

“We were going to tell you soon but couldn’t find the perfect timing,” Daniel replied.

“Wow!” I exclaimed.

It was shocking because Daniel had always had a crush on me since childhood and had expressed himself to me but I just did not feel same way for him, but he had promised that he would wait till whenever I was ready. Dora all along had always teased us about it and here they were, admitting they were an item now.

I know I had no right to be angry or jealous but deep within me I felt a bit sad and I could not understand why.

“I’m sorry Funmi,” Dora said as she figured what I was thinking.

“Sorry for what? I’m happy for you guys,” I lied. I really felt jealous.

“Phew! You don’t know how relieved I am to hear that,” Daniel replied. “Let’s go to that store at the front of the church and maybe grab some drinks,” he suggested.

“Nah, I need to go home and get ready for school,” I declined. Although getting ready for school was important, I really just wanted to leave their presence.

They reluctantly had to let me go as my excuse was perfect and I went home using public transport because my dad had left by that time. You notice how dad always forced me to come to church but don’t bother to take me back home, right? Maybe one of these days when the wires in my head touch, I would fight such injustice.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Henry is a big fool. He is being investigated for a murder which he is guilty of and the fool is there fooling around with some random chick. Why does it seem like I am the only one that is really worried about the possibility of being caught and convicted?
As I arrived at the gate of my house I heard someone call my name from behind, so on turning around I saw Mary-Anne walking towards me holding a nylon bag, I gathered she was just coming from the market.
“What’s up na, you just left me at the lounge yesterday,” she said as she got close enough.
I had forgotten all about that. “Oh! I’m so sorry dear, I left with some guy like that and you know we both had quite a few drinks,” I replied walking into the house.
“It’s okay. Anyway I saw that handsome guy you left with,” she winked at me.
I force a smile, “You did?”
“Yea I did. What his deal anyway?” she asked.
I became a little defensive as I don’t want to even remember what the ‘handsome guy’ had requested I did for him.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I’m just curious to know more about the guy that made you leave me at the lounge without even saying goodbye.”
“Nothing happened between us if that’s what you what you want to hear,” I replied. I thought about telling her about the whole incident starting from the very beginning hoping maybe she would be able to advise me on how to go about the issue but since she had nothing to do with the whole case, I hold back the thought.
“So you left me all for nothing?” she asked.
She was starting to get pushy and I was starting to get suspicious.
“If there is anything you want to tell me, start talking,” I replied her as attempt to open my door with the key.
She paused as I asked the question.
“What makes you think there is something I would want to tell you?” she asked.
“Madam what’s up with you, if you want to talk, talk, if you don’t want to, no wahala” I yelled a little too loudly.
“Calm down jhur, I’m just asking because you are now my good friend and I don’t want you to get hurt,” she said.
My interest was piqued. “What do you mean by that?” I asked.
“He approached me this morning,” she vaguely replied.
“What did he want?”
“Something about the death of Agbaya.”
As soon as I heard this, I realize that maybe she have something to do with the whole case after all. I decided it was time to involve someone else that is not more concerned with getting laid than being arrested.
“Come in,” I said and let her walk through my door.
That was the beginning of the end.
TO BE CONTINUED

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Bro to tell you the truth you have really captured my attention on this story to the extent of not sleeping the whole night till i have read it from 1st to present i must comend you bt i wished it would end the way i wanted it to end rather than henry getting caught though, henry is my best character and and tonia too but keep it up bro YOU ARE REALLY GOOD