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queenitee:
I am here, I did not go anywhere, even Banky and Adesua self did not make me leave.. Lol

I'm sorry Jamille, don't be hard on yourself and it isn't your Dad's fault also, he's just sad and heartbroken

Lol....EvaJael's happy then

queenitee:
I am here, I did not go anywhere, even Banky and Adesua self did not make me leave.. Lol

I'm sorry Jamille, don't be hard on yourself and it isn't your Dad's fault also, he's just sad and heartbroken

Lol...EvaJael is happy then.

Jamille

I didn't know when I slept off. I woke up to find myself on the bed. My knuckles were all cleaned up and the room was in order. I stood up to use the restroom. As soon I was done and about to wash my hands, I saw myself in the mirror and I almost ran away. I had bags around my eyes. The area around my eyes had turned dark. My collar bone had become more obvious. I was never a fat person but now, I looked more like a stick insect. I never thought one week would make such a big difference in my life.
I turned to look at the time. It was 6pm on the dot. The house seemed so quiet. I lay back on the bed to think about my life. I regretted being a fool. Talking that way to Jason made me feel sick. How could I be so insensitive? I was just too overwhelmed with sorrow to think straight. I made a mental note to apologise later on.
I went to Jason's room. I peeped in and he was sleeping. I decided to go outside for some fresh air. I descended the stairs gently because my whole body ached. I stopped at the kitchen to get some water in a glass cup. On getting outside, I felt a strong urge to visit mum's garden. As I got closer, I heard a voice and I became scared. I went a little further and listened. It was daddy's deep voice I was hearing loud and clear. I listened well and discovered he was speaking to my mum. I never knew daddy believed in talking to the dead.
I wanted to turn back and leave but a tiny voice in my head urged me to listen on. I yielded to the temptation without much argument.
"I really don't know what to do with Jamille anymore. I mean she's the only one who has caused us much problems from childhood. As much as I don't want to blame her, I can't help it. I just keep connecting the dots. She had difficulties walking as a child. She also suffered from dyslexia. And for heaven's sake, she's the only one who is so secretive in this house. She'll never voice out her problems to anyone. She...."
Before he could say another sentence,the glass in my hand fell to the ground and got shattered. Dad turned abruptly. "Jamille?"
I retreated slowly before I broke into a run. I opened the gate and off I fled with no destination in mind.
I ran straight ahead till my legs hurt. It had already become dark. I just sat on the pavement directly under one of the street lights that lined the sidewalk.
After sitting for few minutes, I got next to myself. The mosquitoes began defining life on the streets to me . I realised that this wasn't an American movie where kids run away and find help in a caring stranger. I got up and started the slow walk back home.
Shop owners stared at me like I was a ghost. I couldn't blame them. I would have done same if I saw someone running like a mad dog few minutes earlier and later saw the same person walking gently and looking sober.
The walk back home was longer than I imagined. I finally got home. I pushed the gate open and let myself in. Edet came out to see who was at the gate. He opened his mouth to speak but I sent a dangerous glare his way and he closed it up.
I heard aunt's raised voice from outside. She was obviously scolding dad. I walked in and shut the door noisily to gain their attention.
"I'm home aunt,no need to fret" I hugged her before turning to my dad.
"Hello dad" I smiled despite the pain in my heart. He was shocked to see me act so cool.
"Has anyone had dinner yet?" Dad's brows creased into a frown as he sat slowly on the nearest sofa.
"Well, I'll be in my room. No visitors please." I ran up the stairs to my room. I could feel their eyes bore into my back but I didn't care.
When I got to my room, I knelt down to pray for the first time since I lost my mother.
"Dear God, I'm sorry for all I've ever done wrong. Please forgive me and don't judge me like daddy did. Help him to forgive me and Jason too. You know I'm only acting strong. I'm worse than shattered on the inside. Help me scale through this, I beg of you in Jesus name. Amen."
I climbed onto the bed and laid down to sleep. "I can do it" I whispered into the darkness as I succumbed to the incredible power of sleep.

I was able to finish typing an update to the glory of baba God. Oga Ifecoded come o,Jane1234f,queenitee and all who are interested..there are vacant seats

Jane1234f:
Nice piece

Thank u...welcome to our zone

queenitee:
I'm just loving this

Thanks sis

TosinBecca:
Sorry for the dealay dear readers but I'm also not encouraged to write because you guys are not letting me know if you are enjoying it or not. This is actually my first story here. It uld be kind of

Just stumbled on this today. I'm following u.
P.S. my brother start getting used to no comments at the beginning o. I have same challenge but we'll make it

Ifecoded:
Alright dear, will keep salivating till then
trust you not gonna disappoint.
#Stay_safe

For ur sake, I'll stop myself from misbehaving anytime soon.

Ifecoded:
Yeah, am back for good.
Glo network sucks..
Back to the story... This is becoming interesting and more tense, I just feel Mr Brian should have taken it easy on his daughter, it doesn't change a thing. Him, Acting that way will only mar things.
Much love Evajael
You are really appreciated..
No matter the audience always try to give your best.
Next update- thursday kwanu? Isn't that too long? Bh skull runs is worth it.
Thumbs up dear.

Thank u dear. Problem is light has been horrible these days,so I end up typing short updates which I dont enjoy. I'm hoping I'll be able to write something good before thursday. I appreciate u plenty,u've lifted a young lady's spirit....thanxxx

Bye bye to jati jati...keep it coming bae. I wish Dennis scales thru

Take care of yourself and the babies well o..our iya ibeji

So true true oga Divepen1 no show face here o. Nairalanders abeg show some love to a struggling new writer mbok. Next update is on thursday...school runs still on,make una no vex

Jason

I raced to my room. I was so angry. I wondered what kind of sister I had. She's really getting on my nerves. How could she want me to be mad at her when a normal human would prefer the calm and gentle way. She has always been soft. I knew she was so fragile at heart but I didn't expect her to react like this.
I heard glass breaking in her room but I couldn't bring myself to go there. She's breaking me by acting this way but she's totally unaware. If only mum was here, all these wouldn't be happening. I heard a knock on the door and got up to open it. Aunt Liz was standing there. I made way for her to come inside the room.
"Jason,I came to talk to you." She began.
"What about aunt?"
"Your sister" she stated and waited to see my reaction. I did my best to maintain a straight face.
"I heard when you both were talking in her room."
"I presume you heard her crazy outburst. I mean, aunt, who the hell does that?"
She sighed and said "Talk to me dear, let everything out. I'm right here"
"Aunt, it's just frustrating. For goodness sake, I'm looking out for her. How could she say all that to me? I didn't blame her. I knew it wasn't her fault. Must she be so hard on herself?" I talked for minutes. Aunt Liz just sat silent, listening to my every word.
"I'm gonna ask you a favour dear" She finally spoke up.
"And what would that be aunt?"
"Just give her time. I guess that's her own of grieving her loss. Would you do that for me?" She asked me in the mildest tone I ever heard from her.
"But it hurts aunt"
" I know it does hon. Just give it a try, OK?"
"I'll try. I'm not promising anything just yet."
She smiled and replied, "Sounds like a promise to me. Now, I need to rush home and pick some clothes and foodstuff. Thankfully, Mr. Hubby isn't home so I'll just give him a call and let him know what's up. Am I permitted?"
"Uhm... Permission remains ungranted till I get a hug" I replied causing her to smile. She leaned close and hugged me.
"Permission granted ma'am" we both laughed and she left the room.
I kept staring at the door even after she had left. I smiled as I thought about Aunt Liz.
She's my best aunt in my dad's family. She's 49 but has the looks of a 30 year old. She's never ageing. The woman just knows how to light up the room in all situations. I specifically admire the air of authority she carries with her. Fair and a bit plump. She does not lack in the height department too. Sometimes, I catch myself wishing she wasn't older so I'd marry her. A better than great cook she is.
She and her husband are a perfect match. They play like newlyweds each time they come visiting. The only thing lacking in her life is a child. They'd been married for many years with no child. She still believed she would have her own child. She had trained two orphan girls from childhood.
They're both in the university. The first, studying medicine and the second studying pharmacy. She treats them like her own. I just hope she has her wish granted.
I decided to go check on my sister. I found her on the floor. I lifted her onto the bed. I got the first aid box and cleaned up her wounded knuckles. I packed the broken pieces of glass on the floor and arranged the room as quietly as I could.
Having done all that, I went back to my room to have a well deserved nap.

Jamille

Aunt came back upstairs later on. She was carrying a plate of food. She dropped it on the stool by my bed and tapped me gently.
I tried opening my eyes but it hurt a lot to try. "Aunt,I'm awake" I answered her, giving up on opening my eyes.
"Milly baby,I brought food. Sit up,let aunt feed you."
I shook my head in the negative. "I don't think I can. I'll probably throw up."
"It doesn't hurt to try,does it? Besides,I'm always here to clean up if you eventually throw up."
I shook my head again. Aunt always had her way with words. She coaxed me till I sat up. She opened the plate to reveal pepper soup ready to be consumed. I stretched my hand to carry the spoon but she was faster. "Let me do it" she said with a small smile.
She lifted the spoon to my lips and I granted it entrance. She fed me till the soup remained only a little in the plate.
"I'm okay aunt. I can't take any more". She nodded.
"Later on,I'll bring something more solid for you to take. I'm happy you could at least take a little soup." She planted a kiss on my forehead before packing up the plates and heading towards the door.
"Watch it!" She exclaims as Jason opened the door swiftly just as she's about to turn the knob.
"Sorry aunt" he shifted from her path.
"Ah its no problem. I didn't want to be soaked in pepper soup. Trust me,the smell is only good for the stomach and not on a dress."
He smiled at her and she walked past him.
He took a seat on the bed beside me. We sat silent for five minutes.
"Aren't you going to talk to your bros?"
"I guess it should be you doing the talking first and not me" I replied.
"OK, so how're you?"
"To be honest, I don't even know"
"And why is that?" He pressed on.
I stared at him like he just grew three new horns.
"Is there poop on my head?" He asked and laughed a little.
"Jason,how could you laugh at a time like this?" I asked in bewilderment.
"Laughter's good for the soul,dear. I've been mourning for a week now. I'll die if I don't give myself a break."
"A break indeed. You wouldn't be saying that if you had a hand in your own mother's death" I spat out through clenched teeth.
"Stop saying that, you had no hand in it. There's nothing you could have done to stop her death." He sighed before continuing.
"I knew you'd take it hard on yourself. Don't mind dad's outburst. He's still grieving just as we are. I'm sure he didn't mean all that."
I stood up from the bed and started pacing.
"Jason,why? Why do you keep doing this to me,why?"
"I'm actually floating here Mille. What the heck are you talking about?"
"Daddy screamed his lungs out. Why don't you do same? You're killing me by acting all nice. Yell at me Jay,yell. I did something horrible. Yell so I can feel better. Scream Jay."
Jason just looked at me sparking like a live wire.
"I want to die,Jay. I just want to die. Why don't you just get mad at once so I'll have enough reason to die."
I was crying seriously. I lay down on the floor. I heard the door open and close. Jason had left the room. I hit my head on the ground repeatedly. It felt like it wasn't enough. I got up and went to the dresser. I threw everything on it down. I punched the mirror and it broke,wounding me. I didn't care about the pain.
It wasn't up to the pain in my heart. I got tired and sat on the floor. The tears had stopped flowing. I heard the door open. I didn't want to see anybody.
"Please leave. Whoever you are, I don't want to see your face."I breathed out without looking back.

I got dupe and talkative wrong. Thanks

queenitee:
No oo, Milly sounds masculine

Let's forge ahead with our normal na

Great piece

Eya..I feel his pain. I hope he doesn't get caught in any trap of this strange woman. Thumbs up bae

Lolzzz....I wouldn't want to be disturbing him na. Let's see what others'll say sha

crislyn:
Biko continue with the name.

Lol...abeg na

Mille:
It's fine. At least, that's why I'm following the story.

Cheers.

Thanks

Uhmmm to my readers, I think we should use Milly instead. Any other suggestions?

Mille:
Jamille
Mille

You people have been tampering with my mentions



Cc:


EvaJael

Am so so sorry. I never knew. Pardon us please

Wonderful story u got...keep it up

Akinwale14:
Pele nepa go soon give u light

Amen o my broda

Battery dey low but I just try update small. Thanks for all the comments. I appreciate

Jamille

Within seconds,I was out the door.
"Dad, no please" I pleaded almost in tears now.
Daddy let him go and turned towards me with a puzzled expression.
He came close to me and said "Baby,what's the matter?". I dropped down on my knees sobbing loudly now.
Aunt Liz,dad's immediate elder sister entered the compound at that moment. She rushed to my side "Milly baby,what's wrong?"
I ignored her and kept on sobbing. She turned to my dad. "What have you done to her, Brian?"
"I'm just as stunned as you are to see her crying. Why don't you direct your energy at making her talk instead of firing at me?" He replied getting annoyed.
"It's me, it's all my fault" I managed to voice out between sobs.
"Brian,get her inside the house now" Aunt Liz said with the tone of authority she always carried.
Daddy lifted me into the house. He carried me upstairs to my room with Aunt Liz and Jason following him behind. He placed me on the bed.
"I'm sorry dad,I really am."
"Jamille, I still don't understand what you're talking about."
I broke into another round of tears. My body was shaking violently. Aunt Liz came to me and hugged me tight. She released me after few minutes.
"Do you need some time alone dear?" She asked softly.
I shook my head. "I'll talk now". I paused to watch the expression on their faces.
"Edet actually called me many times on that Saturday night but I refused to pick the call."
"What?!" Daddy exclaimed. I shuddered in fear shifting closer to Aunt Liz.
"Brian! Let the poor girl finish before you howl like a dog"
"I'm sorry dad. The point is, he was fond of pestering me so I didn't take his call serious. Jason, you too, please forgive me."
"Is that really an excuse,Jamille?" Dad asked.
"I mean,how could you do this? You should have known that something was wrong. And why the hell didn't you tell me he had been pestering you all the while. We could have sorted it out. Haven't I warned you not to keep things to yourself young lady,haven't I?" He was yelling now.
"Brian,calm down. It isn't the poor girl's fault that her mum's gone." Aunt tried to defend me.
"Nice argument sis, but it's baseless. Answering the call would have made them leave their silly party on time. Leaving on time would have landed them home few minutes earlier. And the damn few minutes would have saved the life of my wife." His eyes were red now.
He barged out of the room and slammed the door shut.
I turned to my brother who stood as still as a stone. "Jason?"
He raised his head to look at me but didn't utter a single word. He walked towards the door and opened it,then he paused briefly.
"I'm not mad at you Mille, I just need to clear my head. The room's too stuffy for me." He said without turning back. He left the room,closing the door so softly that I didn't hear the click. I turned to Aunt Liz and fell into her waiting arms. I wept bitterly. I could tell she felt my pain too.
"It's alright child. It's not your fault. Everything's gonna be OK" she kept on comforting me with her hands gliding down by back. I had no tears to cry again. My head hurt like crazy. I just closed my eyes and lay on her laps. We stayed that way till it was lunchtime. She got up to prepare something while I laid back pretending to be asleep.

This is amazing

Make una beg nepa for light o...no light no typing

Jamille

I was awakened by a knock on my door on Saturday morning. I mentally cursed the human who would not let me be. I walked over to the door and opened it . Judah stood there smiling. "Good morning Jamille". He waited for my usual nod before continuing. "I have to head home now,today's our graduation. Jason said you guys aren't coming so I thought I should come say goodbye."
I hugged him briefly and waved him goodbye.
Since the sleep had disappeared,I decided to wash up and surprise dad and Jason with breakfast. For a whole week,we'd been feeding on snacks only since nobody had a head clear enough to cook.
I had my bath and wore a black and white,polka dotted gown that stopped few inches below my knee.
Luckily, I found eggs and tomatoes in the fridge. I searched for sardine and found it. There was light so I decided to prepare toast bread with egg sauce. Jason came down when I was almost through. He waved a greeting and I waved back.
As soon as I had set the table,I went to the guest room to call dad. He moved there earlier in the week when he couldn't bear the memories his real bedroom brought. I knocked on the door and he asked me to come in. He was seated on the floor with his long legs stretched out in front of him.
"I made breakfast dad, I was wondering if you'd like to join us."
"Alright baby,I'll be down in a few minutes".
I turned to leave when I heard my name.
"Jamille, I'm glad you're as strong as this. I couldn't be more proud of you than I am now".
I nodded and walked out of the room.
Soon,he was downstairs with us.
"Jason,would you please pray over the food?"
Jason nodded and we joined our hands together.
Mummy taught us to pray over our food. She always emphasised on blessing the people that would eat the food after praying for the food itself. She made us call each person's name on the dining table. Over time, we got used to it.
Jason started the prayer "Lord we thank you for this meal before us,bless it for us. Bless Mille and I and dad and mu....."he trailed off. "In thy name we ask,Amen." He managed to complete.
Dad and I said our Amens.
We ate our meal in silence. When everyone was done,I packed the plates to the kitchen and washed them. I thought Dad and Jason would have retired to their bedrooms by the time I was through. I was shocked to step out of the kitchen to meet them still on the dining table.
"Come sit here baby" daddy said.
I obeyed. "We've not really talked since we lost the one that meant a lot to us" he swallowed before continuing. "I'll try my best to be both father and mother to you. Managing the company hasn't been easy. I know I travel a lot and you're a lot more used to your mum but things have changed. I'll cut down on the trips now. I'll try my best to be there for you two. You're all I have left now. No matter what happens,know I love you very much".
He turned to Jason and said "I won't hold you back if you want to let it all out,you're free. Same goes for you Jamille".
Neither Jason nor I had the courage to meet his gaze.
"Now if you'll excuse me,I need to find out some things from the gateman." He said and walked out with his characteristic long strides.
"Jason,let's go watch from the window" I dragged him up from the chair".
We watched silently as dad called the gateman from his lodge.
"Edet,I haven't had the time to ask you what really happened that night"
"Ok sir, abeg make I start by saying sorry for the thing wey happen for your wife. I know sey...." he was cut short by dad.
"Thanks for your condolence,please go straight to the point"
"Sir I been dey do normal waka for night o. Your pikin dem been don comot. As I just wan pass kitchen side,I see madam for net side. I greet am but she no answer. Light been dey inside kitchen so I see as her chest dey go up and dan. She dey breathe like person wey run finish. I knock door taya sey make I enter see wetin happen. Before I know wetin dey happen,she don fall down."
"Edet, so why didn't you call someone eh?" Daddy yelled with anger evident in his voice.
"Sir,I...."
It was at this moment everything that everything became clear to me. I remembered when Edet called me at the party.
I snapped out of my thoughts to continue watching the drama before me.
Dad had already seized him by the collar,lifting him from the floor.
"Nooooooo" I yelled from inside the house

Happy new month y'all