Awesome!
Well done Royver, Divepen1 and Thronekid.

LarrySun:
Awesome!
Well done Royver, Divepen1 and Thronekid.

Thanks

Thronekid, divepen, royver. Weldone. Waiting for more. Trust repogirl is goin to scatter ground here. I dey wait o

HumbledbYGrace:

I don tap the hippocampus in my cemented skull tire Oga Roy, but it is just not responding, think my cerebral cortex has stopped functioning.

How about I check myself in @ the E.R then we'll take it from there?

Joy was a different kettle of fish altogether. Whereas Emeka couldn't help saying silly things when Bisi was around, He was at perfect ease with Joy. Joy was twenty years of age and with small breasts and a thin waist, was more of a tomboy than a girl. She was always seen hanging out with the boys, climbing trees and playing football. Her boyish look and lack of interest in make-up made it very easy for the guys to warm up to her and take her as one of the pack.

As Emeka walked towards her house at the end of the road he pondered on what Bisi and Eye had argued about. Probably some foolish girlish nonsense. Normally he wouldn't even care, but he didn't want his sister and the beautiful Bisi to stop being friends, at least not until he had struck up a friendly rapport with her. He mentally slapped himself at the goof he had made only a few minutes ago. Why would he announce to the girl of his dreams that he snored like a pig? How ridiculous was that?

He was still podering over these thoughts and didn't know when he passed Joy's house. Luckily for him, she was sitting on the verandah and saw him passing by, deep in thought.

"Olodo, where you dey go?" She called out.

Emeka was torn out of his reviere. He turned around suddenly and gave an exclamation of surprise.

"IT's your house I was coming to o!" He grinned as he retraced his steps.

Joy was madly in love with Emeka. For a boy of twenty five years he looked awesomely handsome and had a very mature beard under his chin. His arms were muscular but not too much, just the way she liked it. He had a scent that was just heavenly and even though he had told her on numerous occassions when she asked, she could never wuite remember the name of the deodorant that he used. Of course Emeka was totally oblivious of Joy's affections. He had eyes only for Bisi and unfortunately never hid it from joy but rather came to joy for relationship advice. It hurt her no end but she grinned and bore it.

"What happened to Bisi this time?" She prompted.

"i don't know what is wrong with that my yeye sister o, she just argues anyhow..." He paused. "Wait, how did you know I was coming to talk about Bisi?"

"Because I know all." She winked and motioned for him to come in. He grinned and followed her into the parlour where a playstation 3 console was sitting on the rugged floor with the latest football game cartridge in the console.

"First, I beat you at one game. Then we can talk!" Joy shouted fiercely.

"Correct babe!" Emeka enthused and grabbing a gamepad, sat down to play.






Bisi stormed the front door of her house and banged on the door. Her brother matthew opened it but before he could utter a word, Bisi was in and had gone and locked herself in her room. Matthew sighed and locked the door. He went back to his room and put on his earpiece, listening to Outcast. He didnt think he could deal with his sister's drama right now.

Bisi on the other hand was miserable. She lay on her bed and covered her face with a pillow to hide the tears that had begun to flow freely down.
She didn't want to do what Eye was suggesting, not to a kind girl like Joy. But if she didnt do it, Eye would never speak to her again. And she adored Eye to bits.

She was even willing to go as far as to say that she was in love with Eye.

HumbledbYGrace:
I don tap the hippocampus in my cemented skull tire Oga Roy, but it is just not responding, think my cerebral cortex has stopped functioning.

How about I check myself in @ the E.R then we'll take it from there?

No pressure hbg. when you feel in the flow just let us know

If you want to update kindly indicate like throne kid did...
Rememer, updating is open to anyone.

In love with Eye kwa? Reminds me of Anne of Green Gables and her best friend Diana

And sir Roy just complicated things. Who has the nerve to provide ease?

am nt a writer oooh but can I drop two lines

I am not a writer! Permission to submit this my little write up Royver.

*** Bisi continued her self imposed crying session uninterrupted. Why on earth will Eye ask her to do such a heinous thing? This is inhuman and unthinkable she mused. How can she risk her cherished freedom for another's joy. Her mind was in disarray as her id and super ego try to out-wit each other, she suffered temporary amnesia in a quest to find lasting solution to this dilemma Eye has put her in. Do i forfeit my friendship with Eye or do her bidding? She thought aloud. I can't enter guiness book of record for the wrong reason, Eye should find another alternative or better still execute the plan herself. She was so engrossed in thought that her contact with her surrounding was lost. The loud bang on her door saw her scamper to the wardrobe for safety. Bisi! Her mother's nightingale voice pierced through her ear drum. Are you dead or deaf? She qurried! Bisi was unable to respond as her sense organs refused to act. I think i have lost my mind! A lone tear dropped from her eye unhindered.

Thanks!

Hum, Peacefulness. Kindly try to go through the update and emend some things.
I seek in peace.

thronekid:
Hum, Peacefulness. Kindly try to go through the update and emend some things.
I seek in peace.

thank you. Please read thru and see if its better.

Peacefulness:
thank you. Please read thru and see if its better.

You've created a way of exchanging Joy for Bisi, ma'am. I meant that.
Do you dig what I'm trying to say?

thronekid:
You've created a way of exchanging Joy for Bisi, ma'am. I meant that. Do you dig what I'm trying to say?

ok! I 've changed it. Thank you

Nyc job pple

Nice one peacefulness!
Now Who will unravel the mystery!
Who will tell us what transpired between bisi and her friend.
Waiting patiently.

Eye fell back on the living room sofa and tried to go back to sleep. Bisi's reluctant reply had really pissed her off but she tried not to think about it now. She needed as much sleep as possible if she was to remain awake to carry out the plans she had for Joy tonight.

That foolish Joy who thought she was above everybody! She thought she was untouchable abi? Tonight was going to teach her a lesson or two . Joy had secretly gone behind her back to be seeing Kunle, and all the girls in the neighborhood knew that Kunle belonged to her, Eye. How dare she! But she would regret it. The local gang didn't call Eye "street scorpion" for nothing.

Eye was the leader of a local all girl cult of girls who called themselves "Loyal Hoes". They took pride in thier name and were sworn to defend and be loyal to each other no matter the cost. She and three other girls made up the cult and together they terrorised the other girls in the vicinity. Bisi had always admired the cult from a distance and had finally joined a few weeks ago and this was to have been her first assignment. However Bisi was proving to be squeamish.


What was difficult in luring Joy out of her house by 9pm that evening to the bush path so the boys she had arranged could ambush, kidnap and rape her? It was not as if Bisi needed to do any restraining, just escort her out and the boys would do the rest. But Bisi had refused! Bisi had refused her request because she actually believed the lying Joy when she said she had nothing to do with Kunle that they were just friends! Joy had even gone so far as to say that if there was anybody she was liking it was Eye's own brother, Emeka! The fool thought she could sooth her ego with such stupid lies! Which girl in her right mind would want ugly hairy Emeka?

Eye wiped the raging thoughts from her mind as she closed her eyes and concentrated on getting some more sleep. She would go to Ozioma who already knew of the plan. Ozioma would help.

Beautiful one peacefulness, well done!

Nice one guys!
Totally incredible!

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5minsmadness:
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Booking space to drop something here? Need to read some of your writings!

Royver:
Beautiful one peacefulness, well done!

thank you sir, always sacred of penning down my thoughts. I admire your writing skill so much, your stories usually stand out. I wish i can write like you.

stuff46:

Booking space to drop something here? Need to read some of your writings!

When are you dropping?

Next update by laykorn.............

stuff46:


Booking space to drop something here?
Need to read some of your writings!

I be wan write sometin but
Need to chop more liver

Eye stared in amazement as Bisi sprang up from the sofa like a scoffed lion, grabbed the glass vase on the centre table with both hands, aimed it, and instantly launched it towards her head. It would have hit her left eye if not the one inch distance that fate produced to separate a wide bewildered eye from it's doom. The glass vase crashed into the wall behind the sofa with a noisy smash and little pieces of maroon coloured ceramic and artificial roses made of cotton scattered on the floor.

Eye remained in her seat frozen; she couldn't fathom the shocking episode that just transpired. She looked longingly at Bisi's eyes - eyes that burned with anger, hatred and fury searching for answers but Bisi's loud emotion-laden voice broke the brief devilish silence:

"Who do you think you are? You can do me nothing, Eye! You keep threatening and tormenting me just because I didn't agree to carry out the evil you wanted me to carry out for you? Do you think I am like the other girls you push about?" Bisi howled at her, almost in tears.

Eye remained in her position; she was transfixed. She couldn't bring herself to believe that one of the girls of the Loyal Hoes - a fraternity that came to life from her own sweat, and hers alone - could be this daring. But yet again, Bisi broke the silence with her raised voice, now with tears streaming down her face unhindered:

"I asked you a question, Eye. Don't stare at me like a dummy!" she screamed and immediately took another step - a bold one - towards Eye, the most dreaded young lady in the whole vicinity. Fuelled by impulse, rather than any premeditation, Bisi grabbed Eye's throat and wrapped her delicate hands tightly around it, clutching it. Eye let out a muffled scream and struggled with Bisi's bony hands for seconds before she could yank them free, but by then, it was already too late; Bisi's hands were already covered in blood. Bisi staggered back at the sight.

"No" Bisi screamed on and on and when she jerked up from her bed, with beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, she was still screaming. With a thumping chest, she instantly checked herself in the bedroom mirror beside her. She checked her neck, but there was no blood there. She rubbed her hands on her neck and checked her hands, but there was no blood still. It was all but a dream.

Just then, Emeka rushed into the room still struggling to get his shorts on in time to meet her sister in front of the mirror. The shout had woken him up and he had decided that his sister probably had an accident on her way to the bathroom, but when she saw her sitting comfortably in front of a mirror, he stared at her with an arched eyebrow, bewildered.

"What was that nonsense shout about?" He asked, unable to hide the irritation in his voice.

"It was a nightmare. Haven't you heard about nightmares? Then, what are you doing in my room at this time of the night? Can't you see I'm almost naked? The last time I checked, I'm not your girlfriend. So, now, get out!"

"You're mad - very mad." he muttered and walked out.

Eye weak from her 'nightmare' slowly walked to the bedside table and picked up her phone - a Blackberry Bold 5 she got as a gift from one of her numerous magas on her birthday. She was boiling. She scrolled through her WhatsApp contacts and found who she was looking for and that was Michael.

"Look, boy. Your work has increased; you won't be helping me deal with only Joy, but also Bisi" she typed and sent it.

Apparently, this Michael was awake, as Eye got a reply only a few seconds later:

"I no understand. No be she suppose lead Joy come meet her death? She no be your friend again?" he asked in pidgin.

"That was then, Michael, not anymore!" she replied and instantly long-pressed on the power button, and fell back asleep.

I love the collaboration as well as the plot. A job well executed by the contributors. However, I wish to drop a 'line' before the 'movie' ends.

laykorn:


When are you dropping?

When the atmosphere is condusive.
*You know how it is na