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Efe
Chapter Two
Dead! That's how Efe felt. He must have died without realising it. Somewhere in between Ivie's story, he had started turning pale. Now he was most certainly dead. He couldn't remember how he had managed to get off her room floor, and made the distance back to his hostel room. He could still hear the pain in her voice as she tried to call him back. Thank God her room door had been ajar. He probably wouldn't have had the strength to open the thing. It was as though an evil genius had sipped all his energy with a straw from a beer bottle. Everything else happened in a blur...
***
Ivie watched as Efe silently left her room. She could feel the rising emptiness in her. Then the pain; a dull ache that threatened to explode. Deep down she knew her heart was breaking all over again. She had been so scared to tell him what happened. But she had had to eventually. He had a right to know. He had a right to make his own judgements and come to his own conclusions. She knew this day would come. She however never thought it would come the way it did. She called out his name again as the tears choked her. But he just kept walking. She jumped out of her bed and made for the door, knocking over the teddy bear in the process. She paused just by the door way, fought the desire to run after his retreating back and went back into her room...
***
Many hours later, Efe still felt dead. He lay on his bed unmoving. Safely tucked underneath his blankets, all he could see was darkness. It invaded his life, it jeered at his soul. Efe could not feel his limbs. For a whole day he hadn't been able to eat or drink anything. The satchel of cornflakes still lay open atop his refrigerator where he had abandoned it hours earlier in his haste to rush over to the female hostel. He hadn't even realised he was supposed to take lunch. His room-mates had all left the hostel for their various businesses much earlier. Sylvester had hit him with a pillow before leaving the room, muttering 'sleepy head' in the process. Efe was alone and traumatised. Maybe someone needed to take him to a psychologist fast. Now he was returning the silent treatment. He knew he shouldn't. He knew he ought to be by Ivie's side, trying to offer whatever comfort he could muster. But he also knew he could use some comforting himself. He felt like crying. The truth was that he had nothing to say to her. What was he supposed to say? What words would he use? So he let the phone ring for the umpteenth time. He had stopped counting after the fifteenth missed call. He listened to the beeps as the messages rolled into his phone. He didn't bother to read them. Worse still, he couldn't sleep. He just lay there like a zombie. Just a few hours ago he had been so anxious to hear from the love of his life. Now he wasn't so sure what he wanted. His relationship had just gone up in flames before his very eyes. His best friend was pregnant. He still couldn't believe it. What was most unbelievable was the circumstance of the whole situation. He felt sorry for Ivie. He truly did. But it seemed their future was ruined. He had had plans for them both. Now here he was, his dreams fading away...
“Gbam! Gbam!“ The loud bangs broke into his thoughts. Efe ignored it. He hoped whoever it was would get tired and leave him alone.
"Gbam! Gbam! Gbam! Baby? Baby I know you're in there, please open the door, pleaseeee."
Ivie? That was impossible. Efe jumped out from underneath the blankets. He switched on the lights and gazed at his bedside clock. "10:30 pm? Jesus!“ He dashed to the door and flung it open. One look at her dishevelled appearance, her tear stained cheeks, her swollen eyes and Efe knew he could never stop loving her...
To be continued..[color=#000099][/color]

Lemme just assue smbody is dreaminq... If i come use mistake see am say na reality... I rest mhi case #brinqbackourtomi @bbot @bibijay123

I will do just that

Gracito:
This caught me. Nice, please mention me

Tnx bro

WHIZKIDEFE:
Nice start up, bro. The title got my attention,hope the story worth the title.

By 8pm 2day

zesh:
always in line for new stories...please give us the update schedule..Goodluck

Efe!
Chapter One
Efe left his hostel in high spirits. He had not seen his girlfriend since she left for the Christmas break. School had resumed since the second week of January and Ivie was still not back. He had left several messages on her phone. She hadn't replied any. His calls went unanswered. His pings never got read. The silent treatment had continued for almost a week. It was driving him nuts. Just as he thought he was loosing it, Ivie had called him that afternoon to inform him she was back to school. Efe almost dropped his Infinix Hot Note in the excitement. Ivie sounded very calm on the other end of the phone. It was as though she hadn't been ignoring him all the while. Efe had wanted to get angry but he just couldn't. Hearing her voice made his anger dissipate quickly; almost too quickly. That she wanted to see him made his resolve grow weaker. He immediately cleaned off the perspiration from his face and ran into the bathroom. He then quickly donned his best t-shirt, struggled into a pair of faded Jean trousers, and slipped his feet into his cream Nike slippers. He almost ran all the way to the female hostel.
***
Ivie lay on her bed. She didn't move when Efe came into the room. It was as though someone had informed her roommates to leave the room. The usually noisy room was so quiet, it was disturbing. Efe looked round. The room was cluttered with feminine objects as usual. But that was as far as 'usualness' went. Amaka was conspicuously absent from her make-up desk by the door. She was always there, painting and repainting her face. Omoye's bed was so neatly made up, Efe felt a growing sense of foreboding. Omoye never made her bed. She never did. Efe felt his initial excitement turn to worry.
"Ivie?“ His voice sounded strange to his own ears. He went further into the room, locking the door behind him.
"Please leave the door open," Ivie said with a voice so flat it could have been a stranger. She sat up on the bed and hugged her big reddish teddy bear close to her bosom. She buried her face into the soft fabric, her shoulders rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern.
Efe sat gingerly on the bed. He was afraid to settle his whole weight on the foam. Something told him to be ready to jump off just in case. "Ivie, is anything the matter? You're getting me all worried here. Did I do something wrong?“
Ivie raised her tear-swollen face and looked at Efe. The pain in her eyes almost knocked him unconscious. "Baby, I don't know how to tell you this-"
"Oh baby! What's the matter? Jesus Christ! Why are you crying?“ Efe attempted to pry the teddy bear from her fierce embrace. He was here and an ugly teddy bear was taking his place? He couldn't believe it. But the young lady wouldn't let go.
Ivie raised her head again. The tears streamed down her face uncontrollably."I am pregnant!"
Efe jumped off the bed in a flash. "You're what?“ He couldn't understand what she had just told him. “How can you possibly be pregnant? Come on! You're still a virgin, remember? You told me that yourself. That's why I've never rushed you into doing anything with me. How then..." Efe suddenly felt his strength fail him. He sat on the ground and looked at the love of his life in sheer unbelief. "Ivie, how could you do this to me? What was all the waiting for? Please answer me...“ His voice trailed off.
Ivie couldn't hold in the pain any longer. She gave vent to her frustration and opened her mouth in a wail that sent shivers up Efe's spine.
To be continued...
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Nice write up

Hope it is nt tomi burial that is qoinq on coz if it is, I am gonna quit nairaland #teamTOMI

I wan go buy groundnut abeg help mhi keep my seat