tara is weird. Y would she think what she did was nt wrong?

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ds tara of a gal is so annoying, she is nt even remorseful.
nice job gal.

omoshelwa where are thou? come n update nah

omoshelwa

Ops where u nah

Shelwa,where art thou.stop starving us of update na.pls cum and update

Ayodele Jolade Kehinde

Nothing ever feels so good like a taste of justice. I am really satisfied with how everything turned out to be. I am most grateful to Cynthia though, she might not be aware that she did two great things. If I were to give her an award, I won't hesitate to give two gold medals and add a diamond medal too if there is anything like that.
That girl set me free from the pang, anguish and agony of being framed. I never thought being accused of what I didn't do would happen to me but It turned out that I was just day dreaming because it actually became a reality. That is just a tip of the iceberg of what Cynthia had done. She also made Aisha realise she was moving with a treacherous and deceitful being before it became too late. I bet Aisha's heart is shattered already. How I wish I could help her get over that.

I returned back to the hostel that same evening when the party ended. Exam is just a few steps away so, there isn't enough time for merry making which also indicates that I have to study really hard. It was no news when I got back to the hostel and met only Cynthia in the room. The two other roomates must still be trying to get over the shock they got; Aisha getting over the shock of being betrayed and Tara, getting over the shock of being disgraced. The more I tried to hate Tara, the more I felt the reason to ask her why she did what she did. She must have a reason for whatever she did that for. But that is a thing of the past now. I have to face what is comming and leave my past behind me.

The fall semester exams are fast approaching and my first paper is CHM 201. I have to read hard and raise my G.P as high as possible. My G.P wasn't bad last year but I must not relent no matter what, I still have to keep moving.
I studied sometimes alone and during the period of being alone with my books, my mind always drift to Aisha and what she could be facing presently. I wasn't able to concentrate with her thought on my mind. The girl is so softhearted and young and what she needs is someone she could trust and believe in and not someone she could trust and would betray her. I felt so sorry for her.
I always feel like talking to her like an elder sister and telling her everything is alright. I want her to come back and settle down for her exams in an open and blank mind and not one filled with shadows of what Tara did for her.

I decided to give Aisha a call late in the night. Cynthia and I were both reading but my mind never left Aisha.
"Cynthia, Do you think it's okay if I give Aisha a call?" I asked not sure whether or not to call her yet. She might just yell at me and bang the call.
"You should try and give her a call. I will like to speak with her too.
I picked up my phone and dialed her number. I can't remember the last time I did that. Maybe the first few weeks of resumption when Aisha and I were inseperable pairs. The phone rang continuously for a reasonable period of time before it was finally answered by that familiar soft voice. The other end was mute after it had been answered with the umbiquitous "Hello". She was probably waiting for me to declare my mission first. She must have been crying because her voice sounds thinner than it always was
"Hi Aisha" I said feeling tensed.
She was reluctant and shy in her reply with the same word "Hi"
"I hope you are okay dear?" I asked with that tone of concern.
"I am doing pretty fine. Thanks Jola" She said with a shy note in her voice. I was happy that she could reply me after all.
"When will you be back in the hostel? The room feels empty without you"
"I'll be back tommorow because of the exams."
I smiled because the shy note has finally vanished from her voice and she was responding positively to me.
"Someone wants to speak to you" I added
"Who?"
I gave my phone to Cynthia who had been waiting expectantly for her turn to speak to our Aisha
"Hi Aisha" Cynthia said, snatching the phone from me.
"I am fine dear.... Hope you ar good too... We'll be waiting for you... Bye"
Cytnthia dropped the phone with a look of satisfaction on her face.
"This is the longest, heartmending conversation I've ever had with A.A (Nick for Aisha. Ahmad Aisha)...." She added looking contented with herself.

Now, I can concentrate on my reading...

So emotional

Bolajoko Cynthia

Everything is back to the way it was previously. The atmosphere in the room has changed from the usual tense and gaunt atmosphere to a peaceful, lively and cheerful atmosphere. We have our old cheerful and ever smiling Jola and Aisha back in the room. What could be greater than that? It is greatly amazing how a tiny weeny event can change your personality so quickly.

Aisha was back at the hostel as promised. She must have put a lot of effort in pulling herself together because she was looking dashing, smily and beautifully dressed.
"Welcome back" Jolade and I said in unison amidst smiles. We helped her with her luggage into the room;
"I'm so sorry Jola. I misjudged your intention. I believed all that Tara said about you. I believed that monster."
"You don't have to worry. Everything is perfectly okay" Jola said in her angelic comforting voice. She had once used that charming tone for me and I fell for it.
"And we'll be right here whenever you need us" I also added giving her a huge smile
"Cynthia. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? "
"There is no problem about that. But I'm not going to forgive you. You didn't do anything worth forgiving here. You were a victim too" I replied her. She gave me that warm smile.

Aisha and I soon got entagled in a conversation. We discussed about school and lecturers. This was because we were both studying the same course, Economics. I introduced her to many things she needs to know about exam as a newbie because I was a year ahead of her.
"I didn't expect what Tara did to me. It was like a blow in the jaw." Aisha blurted out in the middle of our conversation. I wasn't expecting what she said. We are in the mid of something important and you have to agree with me that Tara isn't near anything important.
I just kept silent and watch her lament because I was out ideas and words. With the look on Aisha's face, she hasn't gotten over Tara's betrayal despite her effort to conceal it. I'm sure it will definately take a long time before she gets out of that dejected state.
"Let's forget about Tara. Cast your mind away from anything that has to do with her. Focus on your exam. Okay?" I lectured after I had listened to her lamentation in silence.
"It's just that I can't stop thinking about what she did. It is so painful" she wasn't ready to accept my sermons yet.
I didn't know what to say anymore because I know she'll continue brooding over it. I waited for her to express herself till she was finally satisfied with her expression then we continued from where we stopped.

Many might not know I am facing hard times too. It might just feel like my life is smoother than anyone else's. But that is the false truth about my life. I can't help thinking about how perfectly rough my life is.
Recently, I'm almost out of cash. Although I had some money in my bank account, but uncle had once adviced me not to spend it.
"That money might be useful in the future. Just let me know whenever you need monyey" he had said but he has refused to send me money this month and he had been ignoring my calls. Sometimes when he managed to pick my calls, he was rather too fidgety on phone.
He replies with the usual "Hello... I'm busy right now.. Em.. I will call you back" and the phone would be dead but he never calls back.

He was that same uncle that consoled me with sweet words when dad and mum died. He promised to take care of Clara (my younger sister) and my very own needs financially during the funeral. Thanks to God that Clara was on schorlaship abroad, I wouldn't have known what to do to help us both.
I don't know why I believed every word uncle said, maybe because he was dad's most trusted relative. I decided to try uncle's number again today but it wasn't answered by the familiar husky voice which belonged to him but by the extremely, coarse, hard and relatively thin voice of his wife
"Who is this?" She said and her voice was rather unfriendly.
"Aunty Kate, this is Cynthia." I said
" Ah, Cynthia, I didn't know it was you. Although the name here displayed Cynthia but I thought it might be other Cynthias. You know what I mean?" she said and gave a throaty laugh.
"Aunty Kate, I would like to speak to Uncle."
"He isn't in. Leave a message and I'll deliver it to him."
I hesitated before talking. Dad had always said Aunty Kate was the greatest pretender her had ever known. He never trusted her one bit but I don't have any choice in the situation I found myself in.
"I would like you to tell him that I'm out of pocket money and I'm having my exams soon"
"Don't worry dear. I would tell him" And the line was dead.
I missed mum and dad so much.

There was this very episode that I won't forget. It was the same day Aisha came back to the hostel. I escorted Aisha and Jolade to the entrance of the hostel. Aisha wants to see femi and Jola wants to see Taiwo. When I came back to the room, the door was widely opened and inside, packing her things hastily was Tara...

I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys.

I sighted several typing errors. But that doesn't matter to me as long as I'm enjoying this. I feel like I'm jolade

omoshelwa: I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys.

Keep it coming at ur own pace babe. We love u more than u will ever know.

omoshelwa: I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys.

We love you more

Repteam: I sighted several typing errors. But that doesn't matter to me as long as I'm enjoying this. I feel like I'm jolade

You Jolade !? I'm thinking Tara's personality would fit you more

omoshelwa: I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys.

More grease to ur elbow

Repteam: I sighted several typing errors. But that doesn't matter to me as long as I'm enjoying this. I feel like I'm jolade

Do u know how nairalands 'PM' works? Try nd find out if u dnt. Btw, 'jolade' Jolade should .

Fantasywrita:

You Jolade !? I'm thinking Tara's personality would fit you more

omoshelwa: I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys.

Tanx angel you are a sweethrt. Just as Opioski had said, keep it coming at ur own pace. We love it

Fantasywrita:

You Jolade !? I'm thinking Tara's personality would fit you more

but I have somethings in common with Jolade

Opiosko: Do u know how nairalands 'PM' works? Try nd find out if u dnt. Btw, 'jolade' Jolade should .

I don't know how it works cos I'm new here.

Tanx 4 d update.more grease to ur elbow

Interesting and well narrated story ...

Mehn

Tara Carlos

Going back to the room became a repulsive thought to me. I can't imagine meeting Cynthia in the room with those evil large eyeballs of hers. I don't know why I'm afraid of the thought of going back to the room, OUR room, not THEIRS. It belonged to all of us and I shan't be frightened by girls like me.
It's not that I'm going to stay there during exams, I just need to get my things and moved back to Leo's place but I can't bear the thought of meeting any of those girls. I'm more terrified at the sight of Cynthia.

I had made up my mind to go back there and Ignore them. But as much as I tried to be courageous, my courage still failed me. I don't want to see those girls there. I wasn't quite sure of their routine anymore but back those days, I know when the room will be empty and when it won't be. I had prayed fervently before I left Leo's place that I want to meet the room empty and I thought God had answered my prayer because I got back to the hostel in a panicky state, conscious of the glaring eyes that followed my footsteps as I made my way to our room. I ignored the roving stares.
"To hell with whatever anybody thinks" I said to calm my nerves.
I heaved a silent sigh and prayed silently before finally opening the door in anxiety and I was welcomed by the sweet odour of emptiness in the room.
God really loves me.
The idea of looking around the room didn't occur to me. I was somehow glad the room was empty. I went straight to packing my things with shaky hands.
"What is wrong with you Tara. Pull yourself together and stop being wimpy. You are tougher than that girl." I encouraged myself

I knew packing my things might take a long period of time because my things aren't concentrated to a particular area in the room. They were scattered almost everywhere in the room. There were some of my undies in the bathroom. I hurriedly packed those first. Only God knows what those girls can do with it if they lay their hands on it. You can't trust everybody, anybody can be dangerous.
"Not as dangerous as you are" A voice whispered in my left ear and I would have slapped it if it were to be human.
"Wow wow wow, Look who we have here? Miss Tara the TERROR" was the next word that I heard and I even thought I was imagining things but it was actually a reality! Standing at the doorway, clapping gleefully and suspending her arms akimbo was Cynthia looking like the devil itself

I have never feared her presence like that before
"Dear God, Didn't you answer my prayer? Why are you punishing me. I am not that bad." I said to myself wishing she was just a figment of my imagination. I stood rooted to the spot trying to find my words
"Trying to steal things again huh?" she added comming closer.
"I came to get my things. I won't be staying with you riff raffs during the exam. I am not a chatterbox like you guys and you will surely be a source of distraction. Engaging yourselves in gross and senseless conversation."
She gave me a wide stare. I have to admit, her eyeballs were really scary and I trembled a bit under her glares. I pulled my luggage closer to my side.
I couldn't believe those words came out of my mouth. I geussed I was pretty tough.
"The grade one riff raff here is you, Tara. Or is it Terror?" she giggled, a disgusting giggle "You shouldn't have done what you did. You could have gone to your always-there-for-me aunty Jane and begged like you always do." she added to her aforesaid well displayed disgusting words. I swallowed the insult.
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I've got better things to do." I said and exit the room.

When I got back to, Leo's place, the whole room was blurry with smoke. I covered my nose with my palm and found some guys in the room smoking like chimneys. I dropped my bag inside and found my way outside after eyeing a figure in the room which I geussed must be Leo. I was so sure as hell that I was going to vomit if I stayed another minute in that God forsaken bakery called a room.
I was boiling with rage outside. This isn't Leo's first time of bringing his stupid friends to his place and they were either frolicking in alcohol or smoking cigarettes. Who could believe Leo is a 400L student like Femi? Femi was ever serious unlike him. Leo would be appointed the leader of NFA (No Future Ambition) Board without even contesting. I was still fuming like a boiling kettle of water when Leo came out of the room.
"What was the meaning of that?" was the first sentence that escaped through the vent of my mouth immediately I saw him.
"Meaning of what?" he asked
"I mean, I thought I told you I don't like those thugs that keep you company. They are bunch of imbeciles and moving with them might make you one too" I said calming down when I saw the deadly look on his face.
The look on his face was damn scary. The scar on his forehead was creasing, I hate whenever that happen. It means he is really angry.
"hey, listen good. I had known them before I even met you. So, don't meddle in our affairs..."

New here...enjoying it but the suspence is not that thrilling.....everything happened the way I thought .......no twists and really fast according to the story, not the post intervals. Nice story, if only u had a blog, you would have been auto updating your Posts.....anyways, Keep it up.

omoshelwa: I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys.

love you plenty

[quote author=omoshelwa]I'm sorry for keeping you guys wating especially those that have been following me in spirit fantasywrita, chimdee, hassan, Adesylvia, Trovic, barackodam, miss universe, balispecial,opiosko, empressgifted, yemlizy, chemical mallam, jaymomma, princesssusan, repteam,bibie estellar12, gracee, banjousman, preetyjay and many others I wasn't opportuned to mention. Love you guys. [/quo

No need to apologise boo, let it come at your own pace.
Thanks for d updates

You rock!

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omoshelwa:
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you've got a lovely story but kindly rename it to "LADIES BUSINESS".

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Ladies watin? That title is wacked. Roomates is gud.