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Foreign AffairsRe: New Zealand Mosque Attack: 49 Dies As White Supremacist Opens Fire by adekunle0000: 10:44am On Mar 15, 2019
No one has Monopoly to violence. Paying them back with their own coin. #laughin
EducationRe: Ahmadu Bello University Postgraduate Programme For 2018/2019 Session. by adekunle0000: 6:23am On Mar 15, 2019
Please give me your phone number, so that I can give you a call. Mine 08132944388
EducationRe: Ahmadu Bello University Postgraduate Programme For 2018/2019 Session. by adekunle0000: 6:21am On Mar 15, 2019
OCEANMORGAN:
Maybe there is no test for the course you applied for, but I will still make inquiry about it. I will be going to the school today.
Please how were you informed that you will be sitting for an entrance exam for your own course?
EducationRe: Ahmadu Bello University Postgraduate Programme For 2018/2019 Session. by adekunle0000: 6:11am On Mar 15, 2019
OCEANMORGAN:
It is test fee.
Please, I applied for MSc in Political Science in AHMADU BELLO UNIVERSITY. I hold a Bachelor of Art in Philosophy, UNIVERSITY of Nigeria, Nsukka. I wasn't given any prior notice of any entrance exam for Saturday. I did not get any text message, neither was there a message sent to my dashboard or email. From information on the ABU's website, the entrance exam is not meant for every course. I am a corper serving in Jalingo.
Please someone with a better information should please help a distressed brother. 08132944388. God bless you!
EducationRe: Ahmadu Bello University Postgraduate Programme For 2018/2019 Session. by adekunle0000: 5:45am On Mar 15, 2019
islamics:
In Sha Allah I will be there. I am working towards traveling Saturday morning. Somebody has paid the 5k for me.
please what is the 5k for?
EducationRe: Ahmadu Bello University Postgraduate Programme For 2018/2019 Session. by adekunle0000: 5:44am On Mar 15, 2019
Please, I applied for MSc in Political Science in AHMADU BELLO UNIVERSITY. I hold a Bachelor of Art in Philosophy, UNIVERSITY of Nigeria, Nsukka. I wasn't given any prior notice of any entrance exam for Saturday. I did not get any text message, neither was there a message sent to my dashboard or email. From information on the ABU's website, the entrance exam is not meant for every course. I am a corper serving in Jalingo.
Please someone with a better information should please help a distressed brother. 08132944388. God bless you!
PoliticsRe: Port Harcourt Rivers Named After Lord Lewis Vernon Harcourt by adekunle0000: 9:56pm On Feb 05, 2019
BuhariLooter:
My message to my Igbo brothers is that in the short run Buhari has to go. For those who are protesting for Biafra, you cannot go protest with hunger, or empty stomach ,let the man go first, leave Aso Rock, let someone who is reasonable enter Aso Rock, then we continue our dialogue on the Nigerian project. Boycotting the election like Kanu said will not help the igbos rather it helps Buhari to win the election remember Peter Obi is the second igboman to contest as Vice Presidential Candidate after Dr Alex Ekwueme let's support PDP just because of our Igbo Brother Peter Obi. I believe he will try his best if elected
Daluu kwa nu ooooooo!!Gullibility is now a norm. You don’t even need to use your brain. Why do you think some educated dummies are swarming all over the internet screaming Baba Oyoyo and four plus four, despite the crass failure of the Buhari’s administration and the cluelessness, now derangement of a president who should be recuperating in a hospital taking care of his health?
Don't be ridiculous. If we must support our own, it must be Mughalu. He is an igboman and he is gunning for the top position. Not one privileged FULANI Cameroonian. Hypocrites. Enemy posing like friend.
RomanceRe: Nigerian Man Is Searching For This Kind Of 'wife Material' To Marry (photos) by adekunle0000: 9:31am On Jan 24, 2019
OdikwaRisky:
I'd rather die than allow a filthy Nigerian man part my beautiful, stretch marked legs
STORY FOR THE GODS. BYE FOREVER!
RomanceRe: Nigerian Man Is Searching For This Kind Of 'wife Material' To Marry (photos) by adekunle0000: 9:13am On Jan 24, 2019
OdikwaRisky:
you're missing the point, no one is talking about Benz or fuckin or virginity because na una dey fučk pass. she just outed you guys as worthless pigs, what do you have to say bout that?
worthless pigs who are worthy enough to have you part your stretch marks ridden legs high above your head to reveal a foul smelling cunt, and have you moan hysterically wild in uncontrolled estacy; farting and squirting shamelessly, all at the same timehuh??
RomanceRe: Nigerian Man Is Searching For This Kind Of 'wife Material' To Marry (photos) by adekunle0000: 8:55am On Jan 24, 2019
highpriestess:
If only ladies will start applying some little sense after seeing how you men describe them after begging to sleep with them.
I'm sure you knelt down and promised her heaven and earth so that she can allow you put only the head. I'm sure you also gave her your life savings but the way you will come here to scribble bunkum just to garner some schmuck appraisals from uncouth talibans still amazes me.

Some of you Nigerian men are very much disgusting, immature, loud, lousy.
Geese!!!
If girls haven't learnt from the past one year you guys have been ranting and displaying your idiocy on this site, then the said lady is doomed.


You men are the biggest who're one can think of; worst is that you guys do with impunity, but believe me, some women are actually coming out stronger, this whoring thing is the new revolution on the female gender since you guys think is right to body shame women after doing the same thing with them.

Some of you guys have crayon dicks, sagged balls, the hole on the tip of your dick is so wide than the express way due to excessive cum, 1 minute men, very smelly putrid balls, but ladies hardly say bad about guys when they sleep with you men.

Every man has 53 litres of sperm to produce in his life span, but some of you have used 50l and not even married. Some of you no longer produce thick cum, your cum has become so transparent that it can't even impregnate a woman, cos of used and reused dick.
Let me stop here, but just know that this act of being lousy on social media is pitifully irritating and I believe ladies are so much learning( if only ladies can work their asses out, and stop depending on guys money, and parents stop depending on their daughters getting married to rich in law who would give them everything; something they didn't work for when they were young, then, most ladies will actually see the fact that some of you loud and uncouth men have little or no input)

Ps: my comment is for the loud and ill mannered men like this guy, I believe there are much mature men out there.
You Bleep anyhow, yet you wouldn't want us to say things the way they actually are. Take heart. It's not our fault that hymen gets riped apart at the mere sight of a Benz key ( That is for those still reserving some vestige of self worth). Some hoes had theirs blown out for as cheap as one bottle of coke and gala. #laughin
LiteratureRe: The District Officer's Daughter by adekunle0000(op): 4:32pm On Jan 03, 2019
moseph:
wow am short of words. Nice one adekunle0000.
Thank you darling.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 12:03pm On Jan 03, 2019
amadiwati:
I like the intro. Too perfect for a love scene and lovers.

Blood oath. I no try am even with my wife. Blood oath stories seldomly have an happy ending
Thanks man! Thank you for reading through.
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LiteratureRe: The District Officer's Daughter by adekunle0000(op): 12:01pm On Jan 03, 2019
AryEmber:
I can't wait for part 2! By the way, is the title not odd? I actually thought it's a police movie.
#Laughing. Just relax. You will soon get to see why I had titled it the "District Officer's Daughter". It is a story about pre-colonial Africa, as well as the era of the colonized Africa. You will find it educative and very much entertaining. Just stay glued. Thanks for reading though and remain blessed.
LiteratureRe: The District Officer's Daughter by adekunle0000(op): 8:58am On Jan 03, 2019
donkelz:
Nice! When will part 2 start?
Still working on it. I promise you start hitting you up as soon as I'm done. Remain glued to this thread and you won't be disappointed you did. Thanks for reading through.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 6:32pm On Jan 02, 2019
halogate:
"sold his pride for a bowl of eba"

now that got me laffing hard!

#well done op. keep 'em coming

ps: tamper down on d excessive xplanations. majority of us are wel xposed.
please can you be a little more explicit on what you mean by excessive explanations so that I can effectively work on it. Sincere criticism are always very welcomed. My utmost goal is to become better. please help me achieve that. #Thanks in anticipation.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 6:30pm On Jan 02, 2019
halogate:
"sold his pride for a bowl of eba"

now that got me laffing hard!

#well done op. keep 'em coming

ps: tamper down on d excessive xplanations. majority of us are wel xposed.
please can you be my explicit on what you mean by excessive explanations so that I can effectively work on it. My utmost goal is to become better. please help me achieve that. #Thanks in anticipation.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 3:29pm On Jan 02, 2019
AryEmber:
I believe your classmate's case is like 2 out of 10 cases in which her relationship ended up in marriage. The world is already messed up anyways, we can only pray to God to lead our children right. Nice story all the same, the way you construct your sentences is just too good.
Thanks Dear. I sincerely appreciate your comments. Just stay glued and you won't be disappointed you did.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 2:33pm On Jan 02, 2019
LightQueen:
Well done OP
Thanks Dear
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 2:31pm On Jan 02, 2019
Ann2012:
Hmmmmm.... Oath taking is a No No No

Thanks for the update
When you're in love, you would do anything.... virtually anything. #In D'banj's voice "Don't get it twisted, Love is a beautiful thing.... It's Don Jazzy again!
#laughing
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 2:18pm On Jan 02, 2019
AryEmber:
In this part of the world, an 18 years old is still considered a child especially if her lover is quite older than she is
Yeah, I understand. But don't you think your impression about Austin is a little bit too off. He is in his very very early twenties. An age difference of less than 5 years between a boy and a girl is for me very healthy. Or don't you think so too? Forget the secondary School thing. I once had a class mate back in secondary School who was dating a corper. Today they are happily married with kids. Ladies quite naturally perfers their men older.
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LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 1:05pm On Jan 02, 2019
***

Austin loves Chinelo so very dearly. There was not a single night he never dreamed of her. He saw in her a woman who will have his babies and help nurture them to adulthood. Chinelo had brought with her a perspective of life he had always had little tolerance for. She had taught him how to take things easy; for what will be, will surely be. He had once returned from work feeling very angry. His Supervisor had not been fair to him. He had repeatedly posted him to beats generally known to be crime hotspots. Getting to secure this beats takes a serious toll on the surveillance personals, with no added incentives whatsoever. Austin was not infuriated because he was asked to do his job, he was only angry at the fact that what was supposed to be a rotating task, has been exclusively reserved for those not considered to be favorites. Austin protested his reservations before his Supervisor. But his supervisor would not take any of it. He promptly issued him a query for insubordination. He was penalized by having part of his salary deduced. Austin had felt the penalty was too harsh. In his heart, he felt the need to resign, but that will affect his long held aspiration of becoming a bus driver. He has been saving towards that dream. Letting go of his current job without having any lying around somewhere was in itself stupid. But his anger at his supervisor was evidently beclouding his judgment.
Austin had come back home the following day after the end of his shift. He was wearing a long face. He opened his door and went inside his room without greeting anyone. Chinelo was inside her room when Austin returned. She immediately sensed that all was not well. It was unusual for Austin to return and go quietly into his room without saying ‘hello’ to anyone. Austin usually greets those around the boys’ quarters loud enough to announce his presence to his darling Chinelo, who he knows for certain will be on the lookout for him.
Chinelo could not go out immediately to him to verify what the problem was. They were both still keeping their affairs secret. So she had to wait a couple of hours feeling excruciatingly distressed at not being able to act immediately. She finally had her chance when the compound was quiet enough for her to sneak into his room. She had only knocked once. Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and went inside. Austin was lying on his mattress. He was intensively gazing at the ceiling; deep in contemplation. He looked towards the door, saw it was her and then he looked back up to the ceiling again.
Like a virtuous woman will do for her husband, she effortlessly made him tell her what the problem was. She consoled him and gave a very rational evolution of likely implications of event for actions he intends to take. When she left a few minutes later, Austin was feeling uplifted, happy and reenergized. That event marks the very beginning of the thoughts that came to scare him most….the thought of losing her someday. This thought initially comes and goes. But now, it was coming more frequently and stays much longer before fading away. The thought of Chinelo waking up one morning and wanting something else; something better. The thought of her finding him boring and no longer as exciting, or even the thought of her just wanting to explore and see the other things the world could offer. All these thoughts tormented him. Austin felt he needed to do something about it. Something fast and decisive. He was going to put a seal on their love that no one, absolutely no one, will be able to breakthrough it.

***

Very few relationship in the neighborhood starts on the bases of love and even far fewer, ends in marriage. Relationships here, are quite strictly based more on the principle “of taking as much as you possibly can and giving as little as you also can possibly spare”. Relationships are solely about the needs of the individuals involved and what they hope to get out of it. For the male, it is customary for them to seek to satisfy their always-itching sexual urges. For the female, it is all about milking as much as you can possibly get. No one wants to get involved in a hopeless venture.
The love Austin and Chinelo had for each other had blossomed too well. With each passing day, they come closer to the realization that they were both created for each other. Though, they had intended to keep their love affair a secret, but it was almost impossible to do so under the piercing eyes of over a hundred tenants, both young and old alike. In no time, these lovebirds became an item of gossips –many of them malicious gossips.
In Gloria’s room, the five girls has taken notice of them both. They will scold Austin among themselves as to how foolish he was to have overlook them grownups and decided to settle for a secondary school brat. Gloria was the most affected of the girls. She had secretly nursed romantic feelings for Austin. Nothing hurts more than seeing someone you love, loving someone else. Without being able to help it, she felt betrayed. Betrayed that Austin could not spot her but spotted Chinelo instead. Just like Iyawo Akeem, Chinelo became the latest member in her legion of enemies.
She will not reply to her greetings or solicit her assistance for anything, not minding how pressing it could be. The worst of it all was that Gloria was making frantic but subtle effects to get her father’s attention to her affairs with Austin. She will never seize to make remarks whenever Mazi Okoro is around of secondary school girls who were already keeping boyfriends. She likes saying it loud enough to his hearing. But Mazi Okoro though not getting the message seemed not to care. The most he had done at one instance was to wonder aloud what the world was turning into and then he moved on again.

***

Austin was able to convince Chinelo on the need for them to go out on their first date and spend some quality time together; just the two of them. The condition in the compound will never allow them spend any meaningful time in each other’s arms that will be worthwhile. It did not take much to get Chinelo convinced. The only question she asked was “where is the intending location?” Austin told her that it was a beach; and that about that, does it! She accepted and asked Austin to pick a date at his own convenience, since he was the more engaged among them both. Austin concurred and promised to get back to her with a date.
Austin picked a date and strangely enough, it was a Monday. Monday is the first of the five working days in a week. A working day invariably means a deserted beach. In this part of the world, nobody goes to the beach on a working day. That was exactly what Austin wanted. Just him and his darling having the entire beach all to themselves.
When Chinelo was informed of the intended date, she felt very indifferent about it. She had only shrugged her shoulders in keen resignation. She trust Austin so very much to start disturbing her mind with negative thoughts about an innocent date. She knew that even if it were to be a weekend, coming up with a good enough excuse to leave the house will still take some serious head-cracking thoughts. But with a weekday, mom and dad will not be around to notice her absence. All that was needed was to just prepare for school like she always does.
She informed her friend Ada of the intended date. Ada stays with her parents. Her parents are always carefree about things like these. Her parents were once childhood sweethearts. So they sort of encourage childhood romance wherever and whenever possible. Ada is expected to cover for her in school and her house is to serve as her Launchpad.
The event all went as planned. Austin called in at the office to report that he was not in good health and will therefore not be able to make it to work. The two lovebirds met at their preplanned location; very excited and hoping to make the very best of this rare opportunity. Chinelo had Austin feeling like he had seen a ghost when she appeared in the beautiful dress he had gotten for her as a birthday present. Austin knew the dress to be very beautiful. That was in fact the very reason he had got it for her in the first place, but he never had expected it to be this extraordinarily fitting on her. Her body seems to have given the dress a much more profound aesthetic appeal, far much more than the designer may have possibly intended.

Austin had come along with a backpack. In it were refreshments for both of them. He made a brief stopover at an eatery to get for themselves certain comestibles. Austin had in his pocket some very personal belongings, to which he had been careful about, by not mentioning them to Chinelo. It was with these belongings, he had hoped to seal off their relationship forever.
Chinelo was the one who located the empty raffia tent. She had in her excitements beckoned in on Austin to come join her inside. They were relieved to find a bamboo-made bench in it. Austin unpacked his bag and they picnicked in silence. For Chinelo, it was her second time at the beach. Her first time was in company of her parents during the good old days. She was at that time the only child to the newly wedded couple. She now only have very faint memories of what actually took place that day.
“Let us take a walk along the shoreline” Austin requested.
Chinelo obliged him without a word. She was already feeling the strain of sitting too long on the bamboo bench. But she as well feeling the very compelling urge of taking a walk barefooted along the shoreline with her darling to her side; taking in all of the sensations the sea has to offer.
Austin stood up first and offered her his hands. Chinelo gracefully took it but held on it as she bent down to pull off her shoes. She then stood up and they both walked out cuddled in each other’s arms. Austin, being a native from a riverine community, favored the more daring outer shoreline. Chinelo being somewhat hydrophobic prefers the more cautious inner shores. She did not see the mischievous grin on Austin’s face as they walked along. They both maintained a steady pressure on each other’s body in order to avoid being pushed to where each do not want to be. Chinelo was between Austin and the sea, while Austin was between Chinelo and her cherished inner shores. Both were preventing the other from taking to their choice spot.
Austin had quietly, as well as mischievously, calculated when the next ocean current was due in. Without warning, Austin bend down and in a single swift motion, swept Chinelo completely of her feet by literally lifting her off the ground. He carried her up in both arms, like a log of wood, as he dashed off towards the sea. Austin ran like a demented kidnapper as Chinelo gave out hysterical screams in terror. She was indeed gravely frightened. The current came in and threw both of them to the floor. Austin was laughing uncontrollably now. He has succeeded in scaring the living daylight out of her. Chinelo continued to shout as she prys herself lose from her naughty lover.
She ran off to the shore crying and laughing all at the same time. Austin in fact laughed even harder when she started picking up sea shells to throw at him. The more he dodged them, the more ambitious she targets. Austin laughed and laughed and soon both were laughing uncontrollably.
Up in the sky, the grey clouds seems to be gaining grounds. Chinelo sat herself on the sands. Her dress were wet and sandy. Austin still in the water beckoned on her to come join him, but she mocked him by giving him a tongue. After a few moments of getting to catch back her breath, Chinelo bravely stood up to the impish encouragement of Austin and walked the few meters to the head of the wave. There she sat herself down close enough to have the current wash over her. Austin crawled to her and collapsed himself on her feet. The current came in and washed over them both. They both felt themselves moved slightly closer towards the sea. But this time, they both do not care. They weren’t going to fight fate. They will just sit and allow things to take their proper course.
After a few moments in silence, Austin felt it was about time for what has brought them here. Austin reached for his pocket and brought out what looked like a cut-price gold-coated necklace. The necklace had two pendants in the shape of a heart. Austin squeezed it into Chinelo’s clinched palm as she looked on with great interest.
“Let this be the symbol of my undying love for you. I know it may not look much to you but please accept it as a piece of my bleeding heart. The two pendants represents each of us. The necklace is the invincible cord of love that holds us tightly together. So long as the cord is there, nothing will ever be able to come in between us.” Said Austin in the most sensual voice he never knew to have had.
Chinelo was petrified. Her eyes were fixed on him. She in fact was as motionless as a statue. The ocean current came in again and wash over them. When it retreated, Chinelo saw droplets of blood. She was startled because she did not know from where it came from. She wasn’t injured in anywhere she know of and, she as well was to a certain extent sure that Austin was not having any serious injury she knew of. But Chinelo did not see the brand new razor blade Austin had folded in his palms. She also did not see Austin make a little incision on his right thumps.
Austin was lying on his elbow to the side right after Chinelo’s leg. She was sitting with both legs stretched outwards. Austin had made the incision when the waves were in allover them. Though he had brought out the razor blade together with the necklace from his pocket, he discreetly buried it slightly in the sands underneath his chest.
“I want to swear on my blood that I Austin will never let you go; not for any reason whatsoever. So help me God.” Austin swore as he held up his bleeding thumbs before her.
Chinelo was stunned. She never expected this. But as fast as it came, the initial shock gave way to an effusive expression. When she looked into Austin’s eyes, what she saw there, challenged her. Without a second thought, she unfolded his left hand, took out the brand new razor blade from his palms. She closed her eyes and relaxed her facial disposition in an effort to bear the pain from the injury she was about inflicting on herself. As she was about making the cut, Austin reached out to stop her. She open her eyes only to find Austin a few inches from her face. “Are you sure of what you are about to do?” Austin asked in an emotion-laden voice. Looking dead straight into Austin’s eyes and with a determined grin on her face, she made the incision on her right thumbs. It gashed out blood but strangely, she was not feeling any pains. She held up her bleeding thumbs to his face and repeated exactly what Austin had said but substituted his name for hers.
“I want to swear on my blood that I Chinelo will never let you go; not for any reason whatsoever. So help me God”.
Austin too was shocked. He had never expected that she will agree to an impromptu oath. He had in fact gambled it. He had hoped for the best, but he was as well expecting the worst. He had infact expected her to even react violently. But that was not what had happened. He loves her and she unquestioningly loves him in return. Nothing could be as heartwarming as this.
Chinelo took Austin’s bleeding thumb and placed it directly on hers. She exacted a little pressure by pressing them slightly tight together. Austin stretched out his neck as Chinelo arched hers and they kissed. It was the longest and most affectionate kiss for either of them. The troublesome grey clouds seems to have conquered the once clear blue sky. As they kissed; there came the rain. It came and washed away the tears that stood in their eyes.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 1:04pm On Jan 02, 2019
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
It was a beautiful sunny morning. The sky is quite clear. Only little formation of grey clouds could be seen to the southwest of an otherwise clear blue sky. On the horizon, the heavens seems to have met with the earth. The sea was all blue as it mirrors the blue color of the sky. The waves of the sea, in aesthetical spectacle, continually assaulted the white sands of the beach. With the ocean currents, came cool and refreshing sea breeze which gently caresses the skin of the face and as well, threatened anything light weight that wasn’t properly anchored. The flexible straw-colored ribbons of the raffia tent fluttered about as if to compliment an invisible distant cousin. The beach was completely deserted. One will not see anything when one looks at either side of the beach other than an endless roll of sandy white beach.
Ausin and Chinelo are both alone on the beach. It was not yet weekend or a holiday season. The two lovebirds only craved a few quiet moment to themselves; a luxury the compound they live in could never have afforded them. It was quite very difficult for them to set this up. Austin has a very tight schedule considering the nature of his job. Chinelo on her part, is never free to leave the house expect on a very cogent reason. But where there is a will, there will most certainly be a way. They had both managed to locate for themselves an empty raffia tent with an excellent view of the sea.
On the bench fabricated from bamboo, they sat. Chinelo rested her head on Austin’s shoulder. Austin had his right hand around her waist, to bring her even closer to himself. They watch the waves of the sea in absolute silence. The silence was so whisper quiet that they could clearly hear the whizzing sounds of the sea breeze against their ears. Each was engrossed in a passion that no word will seem appropriate enough to express what they actually feel for each other.
Nonetheless, saying anything now will only spoil the romantic ambiance that have saturated them both. Chinelo wished they could just maintain their current position till eternity. She loved the smell of his skin and the feel of his big hands around her waist. She rested her left arms on his right thighs as she leaned even further forward toward his chest. She loves the cushioning effect of his pectoralis major against her head. They were just the perfect head rest one could possibly ask for. She placed her right palms right on Austin’s right hand with which he had encircled her tiny waist, terminating on her right thighs. With her right elbow pointing backwards, she held her palms in Austin’s palm. She played with his fingers by tracing the entire length of each nails. His palms were rigid, dry and felt very masculine. The hairs at his knuckles down to his elbow were hard. They felt like raffia sponge to her delicate skin.
Austin disengaged his palms from hers and proceeded to move it up her shoulders. He cuddled her pressingly closer to himself as if to reassure himself that she was still there with him. Chinelo feeling the strain in the passionate embrace, looked up to his face. He was looking far out; intensely concentrated, with eyes fixed on the waves that hit the sandy shores. She then moved her right hands to the right side of his face. Austin had had a shave two days before. His beards grows fast. She could feel the sandpaper-like effect his chin was giving off. With her fingers, she teasingly traced his whiskers, through his sandpaper-like chin and terminated at the base of his head.

***

Chinelo was enjoying the moment. She wants to savor every single bit of it; taking it all in as slowly and as steady as possible. Austin has been very generous. He had always done his best to make her happy. He goes as far as predicting quite accurately about her needs, while trying his honest best to fulfill many of them. Chinelo has never realized how lonely she had been until Austin came along. Though she had been as a hard as a rock and a pillar of strength to her younger siblings, she felt she too needed someone to pamper and nurse her like a baby too. Austin had brought her the first birthday present she had ever received. No one remembers her birthday and they never seems to care. It all came as a very shocking surprise to her. She did not remember telling him of her birthday.
She had only returned to the kitchen –after dropping off something inside her room- only to be confronted by an expensive looking boxed rose flower. The box was made of glass. In it were several red rose flowers resting on a cushion-like surface made out of a royal purple material she just couldn’t place. Also in it was a small palm-sized teddy bear holding the inscription “HAPPY BRITHDAY DEAR”. The gift was so beautiful and romantic. Attached to it was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen.
But strangely, no one was in the kitchen or anywhere around it. She strode to the backyard, passageway, boy’s quarters and even towards the bathrooms. They were all deserted. She knew it at once to be the handiwork of Austin. Pulling romantic stunts were his stock-in-trade. She searched him out everywhere but he was nowhere to be found. It all seemed like he disappeared by some magical means. It was achingly frustrating. With each frustrating search, the urge to get hold of him and tear him apart with a kiss grew even stronger. She just could not tell if she hates or loves it when Austin does these to her.
She did not see Austin for a day and half. When she finally saw him, there were too many people around for her to give him a ribs-crushing hug she had sworn to give him for tormenting her this much with his absence. Austin who seemed to have read exactly what was in her mind, gave her a tongue accompanied by the most heart quenching smile she had ever seen.
That day, Chinelo had felt so helpless that it brought tears to her eyes. She felt like not giving a damn about what people will say or think and just go hug her man as passionately as she possibly could. But she will not dare. The consequence will most certainly be grave. She considered herself to be too young and dependent to take such a risk. She loves Austin and will do anything for him, but she as well loves her parents too and will not do anything to dishonor them. Austin seems to perfectly understand her situation. He does not in anyway put her under the pressure of having her make a choice between himself and her parents while still this dependent. Austin is very patient and indeed, follows after her lead.
Chinelo had the gift hidden in her personal Ghana-must-go bag. Only her best friend Ada saw it. To show her deepest appreciations, she had wore the dress to meet him at the beach. Austin was putting on a white long sleeve shirt. The shirt was translucent enough that one can easily make out the outline of the singlet he is wearing underneath. Chinelo likes her man looking very smart and confident; Austin’s dress sense does exactly just that. He always look cool on tee-shirts, jeans trousers and a very simple-looking snickers to compliment. He possesses a string-like movement when he walks. In the neighborhood, his steps as well as others like that, are generally referred to as “Demo” –a word derived from the first four letters of the word "Demonstration". In the neighborhood, the "Demo steps" was indeed the trend; for it improves on one's swagger. It exhumes for the stepper firm confidence and the "nothing-dey-happen-for-here" kind of spirit.
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LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 12:44am On Jan 02, 2019
nastynic:
Nice update Bruh..

Happy New year
Wishing you same. thanks.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 9:37pm On Jan 01, 2019
Ann2012:
Brother Fidelis needs to be dealt with severely

Thanks for the update
#laughing. Yeah, he was dealt with. Thanks for reading through. God bless you.
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LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 9:28pm On Jan 01, 2019
crossfm:
my brother you are really doing a great job.your diction and descriptions of events are so captivating,it's as if am some where around the compound witnessing the whole thing.you are indeed a good writer.God bless your husle.
thanks you
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 6:10pm On Jan 01, 2019
crossfm:
This is what we call general beating.he got less of what he demand.child molestation is real and no one is to be trusted.in most cases it's been pepetuated by peaple the children trust most.God help us.
Exactly. In as much as I would not want to sound sentimental about this issue, the majority of these abuses I have been able to understudy seems to have "percieved morally upright" men and women as cuprits. The Brothers and Sisters in the Lord; for whom we give so much respect to. It is a endemic societal problem, and we cannot continue to pretend like it is not there. I think one of the best solutions to this problem is for parents to educate their children more on Gender and Sexuality. There is never a time that is too early, but there could possibly be a time when it will be too late. The earlier, the better.
Thanks for taking the time to read through. God bless you.
LiteratureRe: The District Officer's Daughter by adekunle0000(op): 9:47pm On Dec 31, 2018
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LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 9:44pm On Dec 31, 2018
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LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 7:42pm On Dec 31, 2018
***

Mama Nonye highlighted from the Danfo that brought from the market. From the bus stop to her compound was less than ten poles. The distance was short but she wished her legs could carry her a little bit faster than what it is doing now. She was worried. It was not the hot sun that worries her or the often aggressive bargaining she had done at the market. What troubles her was that she was about forty five minutes later than she had expected.
Mama Nonye had hoped to return home from the market before 1:00pm –the time her daughter’s school vacates. So she had not bothered to drop off the keys to the living room with Iyawo Akeem, her neighbor. To make matter worst, she had not instructed anyone to take care of her daughter once she returns back from school in her absence.
Mama Nonye was not surprised to see her daughter sitting on the low pavement that demarcates the compound's gutter from the rest of the frontage. Her school bag was still at her back and her lunch box was resting against her feet. She was looking really tried and far too exhausted. Nonye did not see her coming. She instantly felt pity for her.
When Nonye finally saw her mother, she sprang to her feet in the agility of a tiger about to bounce on a prey. She ran off towards her leaving her lunch box to fall to the ground. Mama Nonye who was carrying comestibles she had bought from the market in both hands, simply opened up and steadied herself for her daughter’s hug. Nonye hugged her mom in a very passionate embrace. She pressed her body against hers’ as if she had no intention letting go of her. Nonye is barely taller than her mother’s waist. Mama Nonye was not in a hurry to break the embrace. She allowed her to have her fill. Nonye in her heart felt relieved that she had absolutely nothing to fear, especially of the tormenting beast, now her mother is around.
Mama Nonye as an experienced caring mother had at once, noticed the awkwardness of her daughter’s run towards her. Most of all, she felt the fear in her embrace. She simply brushed it all aside, by attributing it to be the effect of a stressful day at school. Her lively daughter was unusually calm.
Mama Nonye took her daughter inside, had her take her bath, eat her lunch and make her lie down into a very deep sleep. She was woken up in the evening to take medications when her mother discovered that she was running a temperature. Nonye was even forced by her father, who was carrying a cane, to eat up her dinner which she barely finished. Then she was allowed to sleep again. Her mother was bothered, noting that Nonye hardly sleep for this length of time. Her husband will not take to what he considers to be an unnecessary panic by women. He felt it could just be malaria fever –a very common ailment in the area considering the sanitary state of the neighborhood.
That night, Brother Fidelis carried out his mid-night prayer sessions and his normal early morning cry. There was absolutely nothing to be bothered about. His deeds are forever concealed behind a curtain of grave fear; a fear of hellfire.

***

All hell was broke loose in the morning. There was commotion in the entire compound. There had been a very loud scream from a room in the main building, later discovered to be Mama Nonye’s voice. At first, they all thought it to be the usually common quarrels between a husband and his wife. But the screaming became louder and more ferocious. The older women like Lolo Beatrice and Iya Jide were the first to run toward the room to check out what the problem was.
When inside, they met Papa Nonye trying to restrain his wife, as the older children tries to console their mother. Sleeping helplessly on the bed is Nonye. She was naked with only just pants on. The pant was red. Though Nonye looked tired, but she was very much alive. This left the women even more confused. They could not see what the screaming was all about until when Lolo Beatrice took a step closer towards Nonye. She was alarmed by what she saw. What she had mistook for a red pant was indeed a blood soaked pant. Nonye was bleeding profusely. When Iya Jide came closer, she too was alarmed. She immediately rushed off to her room to fetch some herbal remedies that could possibly stop the bleeding.
At this point, other neighbors have gathered. The number of people outside was so much that Iya Jide had to literarily fight her way back into the room. In her hands was a bowl, browned with age, containing a large ball of cotton wool and a bottle whose content is a thick dark liquid. The older continued to attend to Nonye in almost absolute silence; expect for the “sorry” and “its ok” they had to say to her at intervals. The other women, some of whom were there strictly for gossip sake, had to persuade Mama Nonye to leave the room so the older women can work in relative peace. She fought and insisted on staying but after much persuasions and reassurances from her husband, she allowed herself to be led by the other women to the back of the compound.
Nobody asked what the problem was. All that mattered was getting the situation under control. The older women seems to know what they were doing as bowls after bowls of blood red water continued to leave the room. Those tasked with disposing off the water had to do it so discreetly, in order not to have Mama Nonye see them. It could, very greatly, have further unsettled her.
When the situation seemed fair enough, the older women proceeded to ask Nonye what it is that had happened to her. Though the women knew exactly that the injury was as a result of a forceful entry from an object probably the size of an adult penis, but they did not say it. Nonye was persuaded to say what had happened to her but she blantantly refused. She only moaned repeatedly, in very low tones, something that sounded like “Hellfire”. Not even the threat from her father would make her talk. Utterly frustrated by Nonye’s refusal to talk, the women decided to invite her mother.
“Girls are always closer to their mother. Maybe with her mother around, she might feel at ease enough to say something.” Iya Jide had said.
Her mother was called in. Her wrapper were almost dropping from her waist, and she doesn’t seems to care. But it was for the other woman who helped her hold it in place. She came inside with her eyes reddened with tears. She saw how helpless her daughter was lying and she burst into tears again. She was rebuked by Lolo Beatrice who asked her to “be strong because at this point, your daughter is looking up to you for courage.”
“She had lost a lot of blood already. Your crying is not in any way helping the situation. Just put yourself together and let’s get to the root of this problem confronting us now.” Iya Jide added.
“Nonyereme, who did this to you?” Mama Nonye asked in an emotion laden voice. She was sincerely trying hard to get herself together but it doesn’t seem to be working.
“Hellfire…. Hellfire…. Hellfire….” Nonye continued to murmur weakly.
“Chukwunonyereme” her mother called out again “Please look at me your mother. You know I love you so very much? And that I will do anything to make you happy? Please dear, don’t do this to me. Just tell me who did this to you.”
At this point, Nonye looked weakly at her mother for a brief moment and then looked away again into the distance. Tears came out from the side of her eyes, it went down through her side burns and disappeared behind her earlobes. Now her murmur became even weaker and more distant.
“Hellfire Beast…. Hellfire Beast…. Hellfire Beast….” She continued to say.
Chinonso, her direct elder brother, getting frustrated at how they were interrogating his beloved kid sister, walked up to her and touched her by her forehead as if to check her temperature. Chinonso understood his sister’s eternal fear of hellfire. He knew it was this fear that has prevented her from saying anything. He as well knew that offending God was the only gateway to hellfire. So he proceeded to ask his kid sister what had happened to her but first, he needed to get behind that fear barrier of hers.
Lolo Beatrice, who had little patience for little children trying to meddle into adult’s business, wanted to rebuke him and tell him off but she was restrained by Iya Jide who gave her a sign to hold on a moment. She was used to seeing Jide and Bunmi, irrespective of how hard they had quarrel or even sometimes fight, they definitely know how to get along again. Each knows the other’s soft spots. They had many times in the past left her stupefied, when she had interfered in their quarrel. All she does now is to stay neutral and ensure that there are no excesses from either parties.
“God said we should obey our father, our mother and our seniors” Chinonso whispered softly into her ears. “When we obey them, God said he will send Angel Michael to come down and take us to heaven. Angel Michael will ride on his big horse and with his big sword, he will kill all the demons including the evil beast in hellfire. Angel Michael will cut off their head one after the other and they will all die. Jesus loves little children that answers their parents’ questions. There are lots and lots of jangolover (rollercoaster) in heaven. The playground there is very big and we are going to ride on the many jangolovers (rollercoaster) in heaven. Just answer mommy’s question. Who did this to you?”
“Brother Fidelis” came the answer from Nonye. Though her voice was weak by it was loud enough for those standing around to hear.
Chinonso asked her the second time in a much louder voice and the answer remained the same.

***

“When the gods wants to kill a man, they first make him mad” goes a wise saying. Brother Fidelis had returned from his early morning cry feeling tired and in deer need for a nap. He had hoped to only sleep for a few minutes and then wake up to prepare for work. The sleep, however, wasn’t brief, but indeed, a very deep one. He was totally oblivious of the commotions outside. The many screams and cries had all gone unnoticed. To make matter worst, he had not yet find the time to dispose off the blood red water and blood stained face towel of the previous day.

BOOM! BOOM!! BOOM!!! Came the bang on his door. The sound seemed distance at first, but as consciousness starts to return, he began to realize that it was from his door. He was immediately aggravated at the one who has the effrontery to bang on his door in such manner. Without giving it a second thought, he went to the door and opened it with the intention of shouting and rebuking whosoever it was.
But lo and behold, what he was confronted with wasn't in the least what he had bargained for the morning. What he met was a very big fat hand that in almost lighting speed reached out and grabbed him firmly by his trouser. The hand in a single powerful swing, pulled him out from inside his room. When outside, what he met was total chaos. From almost every directions came slaps and punches and pullings and pushings. All he could make out was that Lolo Beatrice was at the head of a mostly female mob.
The mob were indeed very angry. Without warning, he felt hard objects land repeatedly on his head. He tried to dock with his hands raised overhead to prevent any more blows, but the firm hands of Lolo Beatrice on his trouser will not properly allow him do so. Nobody was asking any questions. Not even the slightest of opportunity to defend himself. Some were already calling for his head. For all they care, he is guilty.
Lolo Beatrice had taken this particularly serious. Apart from the fact that she is a mother to two girls, Lolo Beatrice has never gotten along well with Brother Fidelis. He was too religious for her liking and Brother Fidelis had been tormenting both her and her husband by repeatedly calling them unbelievers and in more cases than one once, made demeaning jokes at their lifestyle. Today was payback time. For Lolo Beatrice and many other women like her, it was more about personal vendetta.
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LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 7:40pm On Dec 31, 2018
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The street was rowdy. People gathered in various clusters to discuss what had happened. Women grim in shocking disbelieve at the victim’s misfortune. Young men made jokes out of what has happened. Little children were scolded by their parents to go inside the house and remain there. Nosy neighbors from the other streets were all trooping in to bear witness to what had just happened. Several versions of the story were already going round. Every single one of them claiming to have been told by an eye witness.
In front of compound no 55 was parked the Police R.R.S (Rapid Response Squad) van. At the back, sitting in between two policemen was a badly beaten man on handcuffs. That man was Brother Fidelis. He had been so badly beaten by the mob, that one could barely have recognized him. His eyes were swollen, his head was broken with blood gushing out from the wound, and he as well had blood in his mouth. His torn shirt covered in blood sat like a rag on him. His trouser was all rumpled up as a result of the dragging and pulling. On his body were various bruises and some deep cuts at intervals.
Brother Fidelis was looking completely messed up. He just continued to mop into the distance. The police inspector together with his men were doing their best to hold back the mob who had women, especially mothers, in majority. With their siren blaring, they took the criminal away. As they were leaving, the women booed and cast aspersions on the criminal. Some even tried to throw stones at him but decided against it for fear of being arrested alongside.
Here is what happened.

***

Brother Fidelis had returned from his usual morning cry (early morning evangelizing) the day before. He had his bible hugged across his chest, with his right hand holding it in place. Like he always does, he greeted only those he considers to be believers and totally ignored the unbelievers. He had always have little tolerance for unbelievers. Brother Fidelis was indeed a radical Christian. During the wee hours of the night while the other neighbors are asleep, Brother Fidelis’ voice will be ringing out loud in ferocious prayers. He would bang his feet and clap his hands at intervals as if to further punctuate his presentations to God. He would pray for his enemies to fall down and die. He would as well beg God to in earnest, bring his judgment upon the world.
Brother Fidelis never seizes to make jokes out of smokers and drinkers. He would impress it on them that their portion is in hellfire. Brother Fidelis is popular in the neighborhood for his daily morning cry (an early morning preaching sessions standing at any of the neighborhood junctions).
“Repent and be born again or you will die in hellfire” bellowed his voice from the megaphone he uses. “Unless you repent from your evil ways and be born again, you shall not see the kingdom of God. Those of you into fornication, repent now! Those of you into the sin of adultery, repent now! Those of you into idol worshipping, repent now! All of you that steals, repent now! For it is written that it is appointed for one to die, after which, judgment follows. You have to repent now and be born again. And old things shall pass away and behold, everything will become new.”
Brother Fidelis voice is a familiar feature of dawn in the neighborhood. He is so frequent and as consistent as a cockcrow. So neighbors sometimes adjusted their time by the sound of his voice. He always starts at 4:45am and ends at 6:30am.

“Brother o’yoyo! Brother o’yoyo!” sang a half-naked Nonye as she ran off from their room to welcome Brother Fidelis.
As she ran towards him, she threw herself as him. Brother Fidelis caught her in mid-air and lifted her up to himself. She was wearing just pants. Her frame was small and seems fragile. Her hairstyle was ponytailed behind, with various ornaments of decoration adorning it. She had the beautiful face of her mother and the agility of her father. And as the last child of the family, special attention is always given to her looks.
“Brother, Chinonso poured water on me yesterday” complained Nonye in feigned annoyance.
“Sorry dear, I will make sure I deal with Chinonso severely” replied Brother Fidelis. Brother Fidelis words are always reassuring to Nonye. She enjoys hearing them.
“Brother, Jide gave me a knock on the head” Nonye complained again.
“Where on your head did he knock on? Brother Fidelis asked, pretending to be enraged.
“Here brother, here!” replied Nonye bending her head for Brother Fidelis to have a look it; as with her hands, she pointed to the spot.
“Sorry my dear, I will also deal with Jide squarely. Whenever you see him, just call him for me” said Brother Fidelis.
“Brother, my mommy said that I am not a princess. She called me an ugly girl yesterday”
“Don’t mind your mommy, she is just being naughty. I made you a princess and only I have the power to enthrone or dethrone anybody. You are a princess. You are a very beautiful princess indeed.”
Nonye blushed red in childish pride. Ever since Brother Fidelis pronounced her a princess, she had been carrying herself as such. She will never seize to announce to anybody with a listening ear that she has be made a princess. Every tenants, both male and female, in the compound and even beyond knows that Nonye is a princess. Even family visitors were not spared. One could make her day by simply just addressing her as a princess. The younger boys will mock her when an adult is not around. They will spank her and call her ugly princess. This disrespectful attitudes from the boys are always reported to Brother Fidelis for decisive action. And Brother Fidelis never disappoints. He will round up the boys and have all of them go on their knees. He would then instruct Nonye to pick out the particular boy who had spanked her. The boys will silently plead with Nonye, by mean of hand gestures, not to point at them. Some even go as far as addressing her as Aunty Nonye just to pacify her. The offending boys are usually given a knock or two on their head by Brother Fidelis. He will then force them to give her a slight princess bow and tell them never to spank her again.
Brother Fidelis dropped her off by their door so she can go on and prepare for school. Then he proceeded for his own door. He opened it and went inside.

Brother Fidelis spent the whole of the morning inside his room sleeping. He needed to recover his strength, lost from shouting at the top of his voice for the better part of an hour. He woke up at about 12:00pm but laid still on the bed. He was idle. There was nothing to do. The compound was quiet. The children have all gone to school. Some of the women have equally gone to their various businesses. Those that are around were all asleep. The men are rarely around. He just lay still; gazing at the ceiling of his room.
A knock on the door brought him back to consciousness. The knock was not bold as would be expected from an adult. “What could bring a child home by this time?” he had wondered. He opened his door only to find Nonye standing by it. His initial shock gave way to a realization and then to indifference when he later discovered that the time was already 1:10pm. Nonye’s school closes at one o’ clock. It takes the school bus approximately ten minutes to drop her off at home.
Nonye was on her school uniform. Her school bag was hanged behind her back and she had her lunchbox in her hands. She was looking very exhausted.
“My mommy is not around and our door is locked” Nonye announced in a voice that sounded exhausted.
“Come in and wait for her. She probably have not returned from the market” said Brother Fidelis.
Nonye went inside and sat on the edge of the mattress. There are no chairs in the room. The room was stuffy. So Brother Fidelis went behind the house to put on the generator.
In the neighborhood, generators are more an item of class than it is of necessity. This is the principal reason it is budded “I Pass My Neighbor”. The most common type of generators in the neighborhood are the 8kva type. Because of the epileptic state of the nation’s power sector, generators was becoming a necessity in many household. They're primarily used to power the fan, the light bulbs, the television and probably charge a few cellphones. It is common place to see the room of one with his generator running besieged by neighbors seeking to have their phones charged. The proliferation of these generators in the neighborhood has led to a couple of environmental problems like noise pollutions and a degradation of the air quality in and around the neighborhood. The bigger your generator, the higher one is regarded by his neighbors.

With the generator running, Brother Fidelis came inside to change over from NEPA. The light bulbs –including the fancy lights- all flickered on. The fan started rotating. The television came on, but its screen remained blank. The video player also came on. On its display were indications that the loaded disc left in it overnight had started playing from where it stopped. Brother Fidelis took the remote controller from the side stool and controlled the television down to AV. The blank screen instantly gave way to a graphical scene of child pornography.
Brother Fidelis is a sexual deviant whose sexual leaning is towards little children. He finds them sexually appealing. The younger and more innocent, the better. There have been reported cases of child molestations within the compound in the past. It was once gossiped among the women folks but they were all taken to be just baseless gossips aimed at slandering a fervent servant of God. Some of the children who have now grown into teenage girls could still recall the horrifying moment when the one who they had considered to be a Christian model had molested them. For some, he had fondled their immature breasts. For some others, they had endured the painful experience of having his fingers inserted into their private parts. Most of these girls were too afraid to tell their parents. For the few who did, they were rebuked and warned never to repeat such a thing outside.
Nonye find the scene on the television to be very hilarious. She laughed and pointed to Brother Fidelis that the naked dancing children on the screen reminded her of when she and the other compound children had danced naked while taking their bath by the well. With each funny dance step comes a harder laughter. She was indeed innocently enjoying herself.
The effect of it all was different for Brother Fidelis. He found it all to be erotic. His penis were beginning to harden into an aching erection. He went straight for the bed and lay faced-down, in an effort to conceal his protruded trouser. After a few moments, he instructed Nonye to pull off the school bag she had been carrying on her back ever since. Nonye obeyed and removed her sandals too; also on the instruction of Brother Fidelis. He then asked her to come and sit on his back, for he was feeling a little pain there. Nonye was very enthusiastic to do so. Sitting on his back to help him relief his pain was the little she can do to assist her beloved Brother Fidelis. It as well sounded more like an invitation to play. She eagerly jumped on top of the bed and went straight for his back. She sat on his back and put both hands around his neck and made several hopping movement, as if to be riding on a horse. She laughed hard with each hopping movement. Brother Fidelis laughed too. After a moment. He instructed Nonye to lie still on his back. Nonye obeyed but got up after a few moment. Lying still on his back was no fun. How naïve she had been. She innocently wanted more fun and Brother Fidelis was more than willing to offer it to her.
Brother Fidelis asked her to dismount which she obeyed eagerly. He made her lie still on the bed facing upwards. He then asked her to close her eyes and Nonye obediently did as she was told. With her eyes tightly shot, she felt Brother Fidelis hands going under her skirt. She was enjoying the tickling sensation of his hands under her skirt. Brother Fidelis then raised her skirt and slide down her pants. Nonye surprised at the dimension the supposed fun was headed, opened her eyes and innocently enquired from brother Fidelis.
“What are you doing to me?” she asked looking straight into his eyes.
“Just lie still and close your eyes. It will be fun” Brother Fidelis reassured her.
“Ok” stated Nonye as she obediently closed her eyes again.
“If you open your eyes, the angels of God will see” added Brother Fidelis.
Nonye is always afraid at the thought of offending God. She is always consciously aware that offenders are to burn in hellfire till eternity. Her mother had help to paint a gloomy and horrifying picture of hell in her mind. “The fire is a thousand times hotter than earthly fire and it never goes out. Offenders have not only the heat of the fire to endure, they will also have to contend with maggots and other tormenting demons.” Her mother would always remind her. It was indeed a place she never wish to be.
Everything was blank. Then suddenly, she felt a very sharp pain from her genitals. The pain was so great that she had let out a loud shout in agony. She opened her eyes wide in horror at about the same time Brother Fidelis’ big hands came down to cup her mouth. When her eyes were clear enough to interpret forms, the gentle playful and caring Brother Fidelis who was with her a moment ago, had given way to a ferocious wild beast who is now riding violently on her. With each movement came tremendous pain. She screamed very hard but strangely, no sound made its way out, as the beast has suppressed them with his palms against her mouth. She struggled to break loose but couldn’t. The beast now had his entire weight on her and from him, sweaty sickly smell hit her nostril. Also from him, came a very frightening deep throaty noise. Hot tears streamed down her eyes. They came out from the side of her eyes. It traced a path through her sideburns, avoiding her earlobe and then, they disappeared into the side of her hair. She closed her eyes in a silent heart-felt prayers. She pleaded for God to send help but very strangely, God could not help out. He was probably too busy to listen to her. She was after all just a child.
Soon, she felt a warm fluid slather on her thighs. When she opened her eyes, the beast was gone. In his place was the same gentle playful and caring Bother Fidelis she had always knew. He pleaded for her to remain calm. He then gently withdrew himself from her small framed body.
“Shhhhh. Don’t cry. I am here with you” Brother Fidelis whispered softly into her ears.
Nonye was trembling with fear but she obeyed and did not scream. She was sobbing quietly. She did not like this kind of fun. It was just too painful to be fun. She had only wanted to hop on his back like riding a horse. She had never expected to be ridden on by a beast.
When she finally sat upright, she discovered red fluid on the inside of her thighs. The red fluid had also soiled the part of the bed her buttocks rested on. On the lower part of her thighs; the same region she had felt the beast’s warm fluid, was a thick whitish fluid that looks to her more like the pap her mommy used to make. Brother Fidelis told her to sit still while he went on to the other side of the room where household utensils are kept. When he returned to her, he was having a bowl of water to his right hand and a face-towel on his left. With it, he wiped clean her thighs starting from the pap-like fluid. As he began to clean the red fluid, Nonye naively enquired “Is this not blood”. She asked
“No it is not.” Replied Brother Fidelis.
“What then is it?” she further queried.
“They are fluid from the red marker I had in my pocket. I most have spilled over when you were riding me like a horse.” Brother Fidelis lied with a smile on his face.
“Ok!” said Nonye feeling somewhat satisfied with the explanation.
When done with cleaning her up, Brother Fidelis took the bowl of slightly blood red water to the same corner of the room he had brought them. He left the hand towel soaking in the bowl. He intend disposing them off secretly and discreetly. For Brother Fidelis, all evidences must have to be destroyed.
He returned back to her with a pack of Lucozade Boost. He got her fully dressed up. And he allowed her to sip on her drink while sitting by his side. After a reasonable interval, Brother Fidelis spoke again.
“You must not tell anyone what happened today.” Said Brother Fidelis as he looked straight into her eyes to press home his point. Nonye seemed uninterested in what he was saying. She was still feeling sharp pains in her private region. She hungrily soaked on her Locuzade Boost as if it were to dampen down the pains. All she wants now was her mother. She wanted her so very badly, to help her relieve her pains like moms always do. But that hope seems to be dashed against a brick wall when Brother Fidelis said to her “If you tell anybody, you will go to hellfire.”
The thought of the beast that had just finished tormenting her, waiting for her again in hellfire, troubled her. And when she looked directly into the eyes of Brother Fidelis, she immediately knew there was something frightening in there.
Brother Fidelis made her finish her drink and then he collected the empty pack which he also hoped to later get rid of himself. He then proceeded to escort her, hand in hand, to the door. He did not notice the awkwardness of her movements. She walked with her legs slightly apart. Every step was a step in pains but like Brother Fidelis said, “no one must know about it including mommy”. She was feeling weak and a bit of a headache, probably as a result of the struggles and the suppressed screams or even the tormenting thoughts of meeting the beast again in hellfire.
At the door, Brother Fidelis pointed to her a portion in the passageway of the main building where she can sit and wait for her mother to return. She nodded in agreement and Brother Fidelis went back inside and shot the door behind him
Nonye initially sat at the recommended spot, but had to run out for the more open and better lightened compound frontage. The dark shades of the passageway had only succeeded in scaring her further. It had seemed to her that she was seeing strange horrifying apparitions appearing and disappearing. Apparitions from the tormenting pit of hell. She could hear their guttural and wicked laughter in her head.
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 5:07pm On Dec 31, 2018
moseph:
Nice story.
Thanks Dear
LiteratureRe: The Girl Next Door by adekunle0000(op): 12:40pm On Dec 31, 2018
amadiwati:
You reduced my suspense!
Well-done
Just continue to stay glued. The story had only just began. Like I said before, it is a true life story of two love birds and how they both choose to end it. It will definitely blow your mind.
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