Please, help me and manage this short update. I'll complete it later. Thanx. Happy independence day in arrears to you all.



142. COUNTLESS.


"easy!! Take it easy! Mr...." Those were the first words that embraced my hearing company the moment my green card expired in the country called -DREAMLAND.

Frightenely, I searched around for the mysterious woman I met on my trip to Dreamland, but all that was standing in front of me was a lady claded in a nurse uniform.

Moreso, Unlike the woman in my dream, this one let her face and appearance stayed in one place. In simpler home-gadgetical terms, she's a V.C.D.

She has this overall appearance that makes her the perfect photocopy of a decently, clad version of Tiwa savage cos I don't want to waste my experienced breath in trying to describe her whole appearance to you.

Now, let me describe my new environment to you.
From the four walls of the room, to the ceiling, including the bed I was on, the sheet covering my half-claded body and the drip pole beside the bed I was lying on were all comprehensively painted in white.

"thank Gawd you are....." The lady expressed with a joyful tone but
the mental pain caused by the mysterious dream was affecting my concentration on her speech, therefore, I started weeping on the bed while staring blankly at the ceiling.

The lady noticed this quickly and I watched nonchallantly as she quickly turned around and started heading towards the exit with hasten steps.

After the lady left, I tried sitting upright but that was when I noticed the rope uniting my hands to the iron bed, though without my consent.

I tried wriggling my way out of it but that was when I again noticed that my strenght has defected out of my body.

I resigned myself to fate and that gave me the time needed to have a deep thinking about the mysterious dream I just had.

The dream did nothing but portray the perfect image of how I'd ruined my own life with some of the choices I'd made in the past.

I've been blinded by my overdose-cal lustful infatuation of the opposite sex which was the only reason why I've always resorted to going to the back of the textbook to look for answers of a given equation. Instead of facing the equations life have been giving me squarely and try solving them honestly. I've always seen lie and deceit as the perfect option to extricate myself from difficult situations.
Hence, why I'd choosed to do burgle bon to solve a matter featuring life and death in my dream.

The sound of an opening door disrupted my thoughts and a robust lady, claded in a white lab coat started approaching from the entrance with slow and cautious steps.

She has a big lenses on her face and a stethoscope hung across her thick neck.

"Mr Darous, are you awake?" She said out the moment she stopped beside the bed I was lying on. She started bitting her lips seductively when she saw my exposed abs.

I studied her face for some seconds and wished I could release myself and slap sense back to her head. How can she be starring at me that way?

"is anything wrong?" She questioned again with a concerned frown but I gave no reply. She proceeded to sit on the edge of the bed and held my palms in her soft hands.
"are you okay?" She queried again with a squeezed look at my face.

"where am I?" I asked. She scoffed and sent her face back to original settings.
"where is this place?, How did I get here?" I probed further.

"honestly, I don't know which one to answer among your questions." She replied in a relatively cool voice that was keenly escorted by a smile.

"why don't you start by telling me where I am?"

She sighed and stood up. At first, I thought she was trying to stand upright so she can talk comfortably but I received another suprise when she sat down again on the bed, but this time around, very close to my face and she then pushed herself forward to the extent that her massive brest was nearly touching my face. I opened my mouth to talk but nothing came forth.
She then started talking. "my name is Faith. I hail from benue state. Am 23years of age, will clock 24 in December this year. My parents are....."

"wait, what is the meaning of this, what did I ask you and what are you telling me?" I queried harshly as I was already feeling angry at her redundant explanations.

"am trying to explain this place to you..."

"by telling me about yourself?"

"yes, thats how you can understand this place better..." She stated with an assuring tone.

"I guess you are still going to tell me all the names of everyone that ever penetrated your stewpid pussea in this damn place!?" I asked with a loud tone and inquisitive brow.

"oh my Gawd!" She cried out and I thought I'd hit a nerve with my unkind statement. But she suddenly grinned and placed her palms on my cheeks. "you are soo handsome when you frown and sexy when you talk dirty like that!" She completed cheerfully and I was like, 'what just happened?'

'oh! No, am not threading that path again.' I declared firmly when a voice from within told me she likes me and I shouldn't waste this opportunity.

Again, temptation is knocking on the door.

Kai TBM,
Now i know why women complain about one minute man,end to soon

TheBlessedMAN:
Please, help me and manage this short update. I'll complete it later. Thanx. Happy independence day in arrears to you all.



142. COUNTLESS.


"easy!! Take it easy! Mr...." Those were the first words that embraced my hearing company the moment my green card expired in the country called -DREAMLAND.

Frightenely, I searched around for the mysterious woman I met on my trip to Dreamland, but all that was standing in front of me was a lady claded in a nurse uniform.

Moreso, Unlike the woman in my dream, this one let her face and appearance stayed in one place. In simpler home-gadgetical terms, she's a V.C.D.

She has this overall appearance that makes her the perfect photocopy of a decently, clad version of Tiwa savage cos I don't want to waste my experienced breath in trying to describe her whole appearance to you.

Now, let me describe my new environment to you.
From the four walls of the room, to the ceiling, including the bed I was on, the sheet covering my half-claded body and the drip pole beside the bed I was lying on were all comprehensively painted in white.

"thank Gawd you are....." The lady expressed with a joyful tone but
the mental pain caused by the mysterious dream was affecting my concentration on her speech, therefore, I started weeping on the bed while staring blankly at the ceiling.

The lady noticed this quickly and I watched nonchallantly as she quickly turned around and started heading towards the exit with hasten steps.

After the lady left, I tried sitting upright but that was when I noticed the rope uniting my hands to the iron bed, though without my consent.

I tried wriggling my way out of it but that was when I again noticed that my strenght has defected out of my body.

I resigned myself to fate and that gave me the time needed to have a deep thinking about the mysterious dream I just had.

The dream did nothing but portray the perfect image of how I'd ruined my own life with some of the choices I'd made in the past.

I've been blinded by my overdose-cal lustful infatuation of the opposite sex which was the only reason why I've always resorted to going to the back of the textbook to look for answers of a given equation. Instead of facing the equations life have been giving me squarely and try solving them honestly. I've always seen lie and deceit as the perfect option to extricate myself from difficult situations.
Hence, why I'd choosed to do burgle bon to solve a matter featuring life and death in my dream.

The sound of an opening door disrupted my thoughts and a robust lady, claded in a white lab coat started approaching from the entrance with slow and cautious steps.

She has a big lenses on her face and a stethoscope hung across her thick neck.

"Mr Darous, are you awake?" She said out the moment she stopped beside the bed I was lying on. She started bitting her lips seductively when she saw my exposed abs.

I studied her face for some seconds and wished I could release myself and slap sense back to her head. How can she be starring at me that way?

"is anything wrong?" She questioned again with a concerned frown but I gave no reply. She proceeded to sit on the edge of the bed and held my palms in her soft hands.
"are you okay?" She queried again with a squeezed look at my face.

"where am I?" I asked. She scoffed and sent her face back to original settings.
"where is this place?, How did I get here?" I probed further.

"honestly, I don't know which one to answer among your questions." She replied in a relatively cool voice that was keenly escorted by a smile.

"why don't you start by telling me where I am?"

She sighed and stood up. At first, I thought she was trying to stand upright so she can talk comfortably but I received another suprise when she sat down again on the bed, but this time around, very close to my face and she then pushed herself forward to the extent that her massive brest was nearly touching my face. I opened my mouth to talk but nothing came forth.
She then started talking. "my name is Faith. I hail from benue state. Am 23years of age, will clock 24 in December this year. My parents are....."

"wait, what is the meaning of this, what did I ask you and what are you telling me?" I queried harshly as I was already feeling angry at her redundant explanations.

"am trying to explain this place to you..."

"by telling me about yourself?"

"yes, thats how you can understand this place better..." She stated with an assuring tone.

"I guess you are still going to tell me all the names of everyone that ever penetrated your stewpid pussea in this damn place!?" I asked with a loud tone and inquisitive brow.

"oh my Gawd!" She cried out and I thought I'd hit a nerve with my unkind statement. But she suddenly grinned and placed her palms on my cheeks. "you are soo handsome when you frown and sexy when you talk dirty like that!" She completed cheerfully and I was like, 'what just happened?'

'oh! No, am not threading that path again.' I declared firmly when a voice from within told me she likes me and I shouldn't waste this opportunity.

Again, temptation is knocking on the door.

Bravo Bravo Bravo. Keep it coming Bro.

From frying pan to fire.

#shango is about to butter your bread again."

TheBlessedMAN ride on bro.

Dis Darous still dy think of kpekus at dis critical time? Well done TBM

TBM see my hanz 4 up sire! I twale 4 u boss

Still as captivating as ever.

We're still following bros... Keep it coming

Heii gawd
Finally tbm Don use me as character in this awesome story
Did he say '' faith from benue state??
My head is in the skies... It's a honor dearie . I app (in darous's voice) ���

Continuation>>>


This is another temptation, no doubt about it. Or why would someone I have never met before in my life suddenly have the intention of having sex with me? She's a nurse, beautiful in her own lane, educated and endowed stature-stically. But, just because she saw my exposed abs and handsome face, she's willing to risk getting caught while forking with a patient inside a hospital ward?

This is nothing but temptation in capital letters and it carries the bold sign of the devil in it.

"oh my Gawd! Have been longing to touch this.." She declared with enthusiasm as she started stroking the lines on my stomach.

I maintained a thoughtful stare at her as she pulled out one brest from the confinements of her cloths. She motioned forward as if she wanted to place the brest in my mouth. It was then that I saw the need to do something but apparently my d!ck was telling me that this is an opportunity.

'Which stewpid opportunity is that? The same opportunity that has destroyed my life? No, not again. My handsomeness and konji has turned out to be my greatest adversaries. They have done nothing but attract ladies like this one called Faith to my life.

Though I can't get rid of my d!ck but maybe I should get rid of my handsomeness. Get an Ibadan tribal mark or an Oyo one. Perhaps, that way I might be free of this curse called Good looks.

I saw the lady trying to bring out my d!ck and it was then that I again realise the urgent need to do something quickly or else, I might create another problem for myself with my konji.

"hey stop!..." I shouted at her when her hands connected with my d!ck. She flashed me a nonchallant look and started teasing the tip of my d!ck.
"I'll shout o....I will shout o!...if you don't stop right now...." I threatened furtherly.

"you can shout all you want, no one can hear you..., everyone is busy in this section...." She replied with an enthusiastic grin.

"help! HELP!! Help!!!....help me!!!!" I continue shouting repeatedly but the lady never stop what she was doing.

I didn't stop shouting or wriggling until the door suddenly flew open and a female doctor that I instantly recognise entered with alarming expression.

"whats going on here? Nurse Faith!" The doctor queried the moment she saw what the said nurse Faith was doing with my d!ck.

Nurse Faith rose up hastily and bowed her head in shame, unable to utter any single word. She managed to return her brest back to where it was meant to be and continue staring at the floor.

"answer me right now...or are you deaf?" The Doctor slammed at her again but she still maintained that same look of sobberness.

"doctor Busari, please, what am I doing here? Why am I tied like a goat?" I interrupted with those worrying questions.

Doctor Busari glanced at me briefly before she returned her hard looks towards Nurse Faith. "get out now and wait in my office!." She dismissed nurse Faith.

"I apologise for whatever Nurse Faith did to you Mr Darous...."

"apology acepted quickly on arrival. Maam please untie me..."

"okay....but...." She hesitated.

"but what again?" I asked impatiently.

"i need to be sure you are you before I release this ropes."

I scoffed with suprise and said, "what does that mean? Am me ofcos....helping people is like rea...."

"are you sure?" She cuts in with a raised eyebrow.

"doctor..."

"you promise you won't try killing yourself again?" She maintained a squinted look at my face as if she wanted me to remember something.

"kill myself? Kill...my...self?..." My voice trailed off as her question returned my memory back to the ugly events that happened 13hours earlier.


>>13 HOURS EARLIER.<<


The sound that came after my hand started pulling the trigger slowly was unfortunately not from the expected source.

Had it been that it came from the expected source, my life would have sucessfully ended right there on the road.

Had I applied a faster force on the trigger instead of pulling it slowly? The son of thunder would have affidavitly become a dead man.

The sound that came up was truly a gunshot sound, and its effect was enough to make the one I was holding fall off my grip.

I took a quick shockened glance around after the gunshot sound and was met with the figure of a short, fat man, claded in a police uniform, approaching quickly from the other side of the road where my car was parked.
"drop your gun, get on your knees and raise up your hands! Now!" The man commanded from a few distance and he was pointing his gun towards me.

I wanted to comply but something like an unseen force keeps on making me see every life-threatening command as nothing but a bluffy bluff.

'if I comply now, this man will only arrest me and take me to cell, but if I disobey him, am sure he will be forced to shoot at me and hopefully my mission would be accomplished. Yes! Thats the best thing to do.' That was the thought that emerged as the gubernitorial candidate of my MIND'S POLITICAL PARTY out of millions of safety options available..

Hence, the next thing I did was, bend down quickly in an attempt to pick the gun but a shot was fired towards my direction at that moment, although it missed me, but the electromagnetic wave that escorted it was enough to stop my under-performing suicide attempt from going further.

I staggered to the floor due to the effects of the close range of the gunshot.

I hurriedly looked up towards the man and saw that he was still trying to get his gun ready to fire again.

I quickly searched for the gun I was earlier trying to pick on the floor but was totally shocked and confused when I saw it scattered in front of me. Obviously, the stewpid policeman had target my hand and he had hit the poor gun instead.

It was still very dark outside - safe for the lights coming from the brothel that was illuminating that area of the road.

'I can't let this man to catch me, its either he kills me or I help him kill me. Thats the only options available. This life is meaningless. The stewpid goverment should have legalise suicide a long time ago.' I thought and decided to try another luck.

Still determined to do all it takes to end my own life, I turned sharply and started running in the opposite direction of the road with the hope that the policeman will see that attempt as viable enough to shoot me dead.

"freeze!" Came from the short policeman that was running after me from behind.

'freeze ko. Daddy freeze ni. Too much american film wee nor kee you there...Just shoot me now...' I replied him mentally and continue running faster hoping that will be enough to make him quickly shoot me down but no gunshot was coming forth.

I was running faster now. I was taking every step with the anticipation to hear that important gunshot sound that will end my life of misery, abject pains and emotional traumas.

I took every step with the expectation that it should be my last.

*

I'd ran meters away from the brothel premises now but am still alive and still running on the dark and deserted road.

Now getting increasingly tired with every step, I glanced back quickly to check the policeman pursuing me but I was disappointed and dejected when I didn't see anyone. I stopped instantly to check again but no one was coming from miles down the tarred road. No vehicular or humanicular, or animalicular movement whatsoever.

I was totally disappointed.

'this man fork up! Stewpid policeman...' I cried out semi-loudly when the awful realisation of my failed plan to become a dead man sets into my depressed mind.

I dropped to the floor of the road panting heavily and still trying to catch my breath.

"how am I going to kill myself now, eh? With every bad thing I'd done to the people around me, how am I still sharing the same planet with them? How am I still able to be alive till now? How am I not dead? What the fvck is taking death this long to locate me? Where is that bas**rd agent of destruction when you need it? Ah!" I sighed exasperatedly and rested my back on the floor. I cocked my head to my right side and saw darkness dominating the possession of that area. I did the same to the left and got the same answer.

The flashes of how my wife had fell down the stairs the previous night - which was our wedding night played through my mind and I had no choice than to release the flood of tears in my eyes.
"Joke.....am....am....so....oo, sorry....am the mistake that has ruined...your...life....am the one suppose to be lying on the bed you are....am your mistake....."

I wailed loudly again when I remembered the stunt I pulled before she accepted me back to her life. How I'd connived with Jide and two of his friends to trick her into believing I was ready to die that day.

"Joke, you never should have let me back into your life. I don't deserve you...am your mistake....but be rest assured, this mistake will be corrected by the greatest teacherenemy known to mankind.... Its a sin to still be in this world where I've brought you nothing but pain....." The sound of an approaching car and its headlight from the downside of the dark road interrupted my thoughts.

Instantly, I rose up from the road cause I knew another opportunity just presented itself on a platter of gold.

I glanced around trying to look for where to hide before doing the necessary thing.

I saw a big Dangote truck parked closed to the road and quickly hide myself behind it.

The car was accelerating very fast and was now getting closer to my position and I was simultaneously preparing myself, my mind and body to embrace the inevitable.

"there's no way death will cheat me this time around. Have had enough of it...." I muttered to myself as the approaching car was barely few distance from me.

Suddenly, I left my hiding place and dashed towards the middle of the road and stayed there for the Lexus350 car and its controller to do the needful.

As the car got to few centimeters from me, I saw as the driver - who was a woman opened her mouth wide in shock but it was already too late.Unfortunately, she was able to swerve to my left hand side but apparently I was also able to notice this quickly and I motioned towards the same direction she swerved into and I was fortunate to make the big side mirror of her car knock me to the ground with a heavy landing.

At first, I thought I'd died when my hearing company suddenly went on strike and my eyes joined it on that body-strial action.. This continued for what seemed like forever until I felt a hand touching my head and lifting it up. Hence making my eyes and ears to cut off their strike.

I saw the blurry image of the woman holding my head but I couldn't fathom what she was saying.

I started groaning and writhing in pains on the floor. Blood was oozing out of my nose and coughing followed suit.

I felt it. Yes, I felt how blood was leaking out of under my ribcage - where the side mirror had infrareded with my body.

"I....just...ju..st wan...wan...t to..to...to d...die....ple...ase... Ki...kill...me....ple......ase....help...me...end...my...li...life..." I manage to stutter out. The woman holding my head was replying everything I was saying but I couldn't pick out was exactly she was saying.

Suddenly, she dropped my head slowly to the floor and I felt all alone.

All my body felt weak and weaker with every passing second.

First, it was the strenght to talk that fled from my body, followed quickly was the strenght to move any nerve, and before I could say JACK, the strenght to switch on my eyes joined them on this task of betrayal.

Moments later, I felt the presence of the woman again and the next thing I know was a needle entering my left arm and seconds later, I was on that unconscious journey to that place called - OBLIVION.


T.B.C

Wow! This is breathaking. Darous iyaf suffer too much. Tbm, nice one. Always dishing it out specially.

Haaaaaaaa finally

TheBlessedMAN you are the real mvp.... Keep it up I am impressed

chai.
U ar too gud mehn.
Bloody writer!
Wetin dy pain me here be say u no dy receive money 4rm dis wondaful piece of literature.
Accolades bro!

Great job bro.......continue enloping our mind with suspense.....i doubt this story will end this year....

The story line is great, but improve on your writing style. It doesn't portray you as a serious writer. No one should come for me, it's my opinion.

rchilee:
The story line is great, but improve on your writing style. It doesn't portray you as a serious writer. No one should come for me, it's my opinion.

rchilee:
The story line is great, but improve on your writing style. It doesn't portray you as a serious writer. No one should come for me, it's my opinion.

no one is comin 4 u sir. Its ur opinion sir. Just count yourself lucky to be readin diz 4 free....n.

nice update bros,,,,,more abeg

Tbm thanks for d update

Hahaha nyc kip it up blessed man

Badass update, but TBM Can we get updates more often thanks

Wowwn. Thiz dude:::is damn good. You deserve some accolades

Boredom be damn! Your updates are always a boredom killer. Bravo

GOOD JOB! MORE UPDATES!

Nice one ey

Still Following

This man is forking awesome. U deserve a lot of accolades for this beautiful piece. I promise to donate a token fnr u at the completion of diz story. I know others will do the same. Get ready to drop your bank account anytime. You are the best.

wow hot as always bro

Heading to the top. Thats what I can say.

lekkxydinho:
This man is forking awesome. U deserve a lot of accolades for this beautiful piece. I promise to donate a token fnr u at the completion of diz story. I know others will do the same. Get ready to drop your bank account anytime. You are the best.

can't see a better way than this. Yhu are indeed very generous

pablobellins:
Finally caught up with the story, all my stay on nairaland hv alway adored one writer out of the many hv seen. And his name is larrysun. I actually found out about theblessedman and his story on one of larrysun classic BLACK MARIA... when he commented on it, his signature caught my attention, ever since then hv bn reading from page one till now. + you are a badass writer, and am glad u won those awards, gawd knws u deserve more. Am glad i didnt start with the others cos am very impatient when it comes to update. Pls save Darous

hmmm. Nice

SmartestPopQUEEN:
can't see a better way than this. Yhu are indeed very generous

SmartestpopQUEEN how you dey long time And@preciousbouy hope you won't delay your update like TBM on your story too, it will be wise to learn from SmartestpopQUEEN on prompt updates, it seriously keep the readers happy and writer happy☺ too
Good to see the two of you following the son of thunder

lekkxydinho:
This man is forking awesome. U deserve a lot of accolades for this beautiful piece. I promise to donate a token fnr u at the completion of diz story. I know others will do the same. Get ready to drop your bank account anytime. You are the best.

you are blessed. I lov this