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Episode 5

"Are you listening?
I'm knocking on your heart. Could you let me in?
Tell me I'm the one and I've always been, cause I don't wanna wonder if we'll ever meet again
I'm knocking on your heart, could you let me in?"

Maggie Lindeman- knocking on your heart.

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Tuesday was in her room thinking of what she could do to make this mess go away when she heard voices in the passage way.

It was the yellow witch and Candie.

"I don't care! I don't want to know who the father of that bastard you are carrying is but you are going to marry Xavier before this is all blown out" Sheila screamed and Tuesday who had been listening bit back a gasp.

"But mummy, I can't force another man's child on Xavier, it is just fifty shades of wrong" Candie screeched.

"Stupid child, I can't believe i gave birth to you. You reason like a fool. I am not expecting any other man less than Xavier. If the father of that child you are carrying is wealthier than him I don't have a problem, but if not, hold your peace" Sheila said turning around.

Tuesday went into her room and closed the door carefully.She couldn't believe Sheila would want to do this to her daughter, but she had more pressing issues to think of. How she and her mother would survive.

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Tuesday was deep in thoughts unaware of Tomi watching her.
He was confused. He couldn't understand the kiss, he had not stopped thinking of it. She had stirred up things in me that not even Sheila had. He wanted her so bad but he had greater issues to think of. Candie had told him she was pregnant with Xavier's child but he knew she was lying. His guts told him that the child was his'.

Tuesday was sweeping when she felt someone looking at her. She turned around when she saw Tomi.

"Tomi why are you creeping up on me" She said folding her arms.
Tomi took his time to study her. She was beautiful. She was way prettier than any girl he had ever seen. He wondered why had not noticed this about her. She had full stubborn curls with a skin dark and glowing like caramel.
Her lips, God her lips were full with pink lower lip. She had full lashes, one would think she fixed them. Then her nose, it was pointed and straight. Her soft curves were to die for. Her breast was just the right and perfect shape. He noticed she wasn't wearing a bra because he could see the outline of her nipple. One would think she was wearing a bra because they were standing.

Tuesday drew him out of his perverted and pure unadulterated thoughts.

"Sorry, what did you say?" He asked shaking the thoughts out of his head.

"I need to tell you something Tomi" She said softly

"What is that?" He asked with concern.

Tuesday knew she had to tell him how she felt now, before she left.

"I need to let you know that I love you Tomiwa and it is not as a sister. I love you like a woman loves a man." Tuesday said with her heart on her sleeve.

Tomi was happy. He was happy he had her love, but he was sad that he had responsibilities to handle. Being a father to Candie's baby. He had to choose and it hurt him so bad to know that he was not going to pick Tuesday over his child.

"Loving me is useless" And with just that sentence, Tomi had broken her heart into tiny shreds of pieces.

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Tuesday and her mother left the next day.

Tuesday had wanted to say her goodbyes to Candie, but the girl wasn't around.

They were leaving for Ibadan to start a new life and Tuesday swore to drop every thought of the past behind her.

She wasn't going to think of Tomi or even waste her tears over him.That, she promised herself.

Episodede four


"It's the little things you do that make me want you
And the not so little things that make me need you
Just one look and I'm dropping jaws
Just one touch and I'm slammin' doors
'cause it's the little things you do that make me love you"

Things - Maggie Lindeman

Tuesday was about entering the building when she saw Tommy.
It seemed like he had been avoiding her lately and she wondered why. She shouted his name, calling him his full name.
"Tomiwa" she said with folded arms, wondering if he would turn around.

"Tuesday you know you mustn't call me that" he said with his signature smirk and Tuesday felt her heart beat speed up. He was really cute. But that wasn't what she loved about him. It was his realness she fell in love with after all. Love keh. What was she even thinking.

"You know I only call you that when you have done something wrong" Tuesday said talking to him with folded arms. He was six years older than her but that didn't stop her from talking to him.

He laughed and Tuesday raised a brow. "See this dude o, I am a clown now right, it is okay, I didn't call you. It was a mistake" she said frowning and was about turning around to enter the house.

"Stop jor. You want to start with this your shakara today. I no get strength for that one abeg" he said holding her arm, stopping her from entering the house.

Tuesday raised a brow, "so why have you been avoiding me hmmn?" She asked with a frown.

He smiled,unconsciously drawing circles on her arm. She relaxed into his touch.
"Tomorrow is your birthday right?" He asked dipping his hand into his pocket.

"Yea, you know I don't celebrate my birthdays" she said drily. It was the day her father died. She had been eight years old and she had seen it happen. It had felt like it happened just yesterday.
They had been on the dining and he had been eating okro soup and garri. Something she had despised. She still hated the food. He had asked her to try it and she had shook her head telling him she hated the food. He had laughed it off and had continued eating. He had started coughing and she had given him his cup of water which even made it worse. He kept coughing while holding his chest before he fell to the ground. She saw blood coming from his mouth and she had screamed. Her mother wasn't home but Sheila had been home but no one had come out. She had screamed louder already panicking, holding her father and asking him what was wrong with him. The gateman had rushed into the house and had helped her but it was too late.
She was drawn out of her thoughts when Tommy shook her arm.
"What is it?" She asked looking confused.
"You just zoomed out. Are you okay?" He asked with a worried expression.
"Yea I am good" she said with a forced smile.

"That's not true but I won't press on it. I got you an early birthday present" he said with one of his charming smiles.

She returned his smile, "Okay let me see" she said happily.

He dipped a hand into his left pocket and brought out a tiny jewellery box. He placed it gently on her palm.

Tuesday opened it and gasped when she saw the content. It was a silver chain with a tear drop pendant that looked like a diamond. She stared hard at it with teary eyes. It was so beautiful.

"This is so beautiful" she gasped and Tommy smiled.

"Just like you hon" he said with a smile.

"But I can't accept this, its too much. I mean how did you get the money?" She said still staring at the beautiful necklace.

Tommy laughed, "I couldn't afford it for the life of me. It's one of my mother's jewellries, my dad wanted you to have it too" he said with a shrug.

"If you guys had this in your possession, why didn't you sell it?" She asked looking surprised.

"It's special and moreover my father doesn't believe in selling one's possession. Never sell it Tuesday" he said with all seriousness.
"You know I would never do that, but I can't accept this Tommy" she said handing the box back to him. He took it and opened the box, removing the necklace.
"It's a gift Tuesday, you have got to accept it" he said pushing her wild natural curls aside and placing the necklace around her neck.
Tuesday gasped softly. She could feel his body heat. He was so close that she could feel his breath on her head. Butterflies started flying up and down in her stomach.

Tommy stepped back and smiled at her. "This is your birthday gift hon" he said huskily and Tuesday smiled shakily. This was not the gift she wanted from Tommy, she wanted something more. She wanted his love, but since she couldn't have that, she was going to go for a kiss. A memory she would always be able to fall back to. Her first kiss. Without thinking, she moved closer to Tommy and placed her lips on his. Sucking on his lower lip. Tommy didn't kiss back at first but he later gave into Tuesday's soft and full lips. He pulled her closer and took control of the kiss. He changed from the seduced to the seducer. He used his tongue to make love to her mouth.
He was just about to pull her even closer when they heard a voice.

He was just about to pull her even closer when they heard a voice.


"Tuesday...I see why you aren't into me" it was Xavier.
Tuesday pulled back in shock. There was no way this was happening. What if he went ahead to tell Candie about this.
Tuesday was speechless. Tomi wasn't saying anything to help her out and it was killing her. Well it wasn't his fault though. She had just kissed him out of the blues so she sure as hell wasn't expecting him not to be speechless.

"Is Candie in?" Xavier asked trying to cool the tension off.

"Yea she is" Tuesday blurted out wanting to Xavier to leave. Xavier only gave a curt nod in reply and went inside.

"What was that all about and who is that dude?" Tomi asked curiously.

"That's Xavier, a family friend" Tuesday said trying to avoid his first question.

Tomi stared at her like he didn't believe her. "And the kiss?" He asked with a raised brow.

"Uhmmn, that...uhhh...I erm rather we don't talk about it?" Tuesday said stammering and Tomi shook his head.

"Sometimes it's difficult to understand you, you know?" He said with no expression.

She could tell him she loved him but she was going to betray Candie's trust and she wasn't planning on doing that. She parted her lips to speak but no words came out.

"I have got something to do, I can't stand here all day listening to your imaginary words" Tomi said with dripping sarcasm and walked away, leaving Tuesday heart broken.

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Tuesday walked into the room to see her mother packing some of her father's things on the bed.

"Mum, what are you up to?" Tuesday said sitting on the bed.

"I am trying to sort some things out" she said with a cracked voice.

"Some things or Dad's things you mean?" Tuesday asked picking a journal.
"So dad kept a journal" Tuesday said to herself glancing through without reading any complete sentence, she closed it.
"Yea, your dad's things" her mother said softly and Tuesday stared at her mother's pale face, something was wrong.

"What is wrong mum?" Tuesday asked dropping the journal.

"Sheila has asked us to leave" Her mother said with teary eyes and Tuesday felt her heart break for the second time that afternoon.

"That witch" Tuesday spat out angrily.

"You shouldn't call her that, she gave us a week to leave, at least she is being considerate" Her mother said causing Tuesday to frown.

"Mum you won't call that considerate.You are too compassionate . This is your husband's house, my father's house for Christ sake. We have no where else to go" Tuesday said placing a hand on her forehead.

"We do. We have my sister in Ibadan" Her mother said with sagged shoulders. Tuesday felt a tear drop. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her.

"But you never speak about her" Tuesday said with concern.

"That's because we had a fall out years before you were even born. She was into prostitution and I didn't like it. I told her to leave it but she refused. It was a means of surviving for her. We were so broke that we couldn't even afford two square meals a day but that wasn't an excuse for her to sleep with pot bellied men who were years older than her. I hated everything she was doing to herself. I hated the fact that she let those men do things to her. I hated what she was doing to herself. Letting men manhandle her, use her for their selfish pleasures. There was a night she came back home all bruised. I couldn't stand the sight of it. I couldn't understand why a man would do that to her. I begged her, I pleaded with her not to go back. I told her to promise me that she wouldn't. I told her we would survive even without those men. I had taken a job as a cleaner at a rich man's house who turned out to be your father. I told her the pay was going to keep food on our table.
She promised me that she wouldn't go back that night but the next day she went again. I was furious. I told her to choose between those men and me. But she chose them and it broke my heart. I couldn't stay to watch her destroy her life, so I left and never went back" Her mother said with tears flowing down her eyes.

Tuesday hugged her. "I am so sorry...., I am sorry" she said softly. They were survivor's. It was all going to be okay.

Episode three


"Some girls feel best in their tiny dresses
Some girls in nothin' but sweatpants, looking like a princess
Some girls kiss new lips every single night
They're stayin' out late cause they just celebrating life

You know some days you feel so good in your own skin
But it's okay if you wanna change the body that you came in
Cause you look greatest when you feel like a damn queen
We're all just playing a game in a way, tryna win that life

Most girls are smart and strong and beautiful
Most girls work hard, go far, we are unstoppable
Most girls, our fight to make every day
No two are the same
I wanna be like, I wanna be like most girls"

Most girls - Hailee Steinfield

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Tuesday stared at the only three dresses she had. They were all worn out. She didn't know that she was unconsciously trying to make herself look good for Xavier's visit. She lied to herself that reverse was the case, that she was only picking out what to wear like every other day.

She sighed staring at her battered dresses. She wished she had better choices. She pushed the dresses aside and went for a worn out Jean shorts and a small polo which had grown even smaller over the years.

She was about going into the bathroom when her mother entered the room looking pale and tired.

"Good morning mom" Tuesday said with a sweet smile walking quickly towards her mother and leading her to the bed.

"Good morning sweety" her mother replied looking at the dresses scattered on the bed.
"Going out?" her mother asked.

Tuesday shook her head. "No". She wasn't about to tell her mother that she was trying to impress one of Candie's male friends.

" Sheila needs you to go to the market this morning " her mom said.

"You make it sound like the yellow witch asked nicely" Tuesday said going into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

"You shouldn't call her that" her mom said softly.

"You should stop being nice mom. That woman has never played nice to us" Tuesday grumbled.

"That doesn't mean you should play her cards too. We are not Sheila" her mom said with a sigh.

"I would try to tell my subconscious not to think of her as the yellow witch" Tuesday lied.

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Tuesday had hurried with her chores today. She sat down on the sofa and picked the remote to turn on the television when she heard a male voice. She turned around immediately.

"You shouldn't get scared every time you hear my voice you know?" Xavier said with a smirk.

"And you cannot keep on crawling up on people you know?" She said raising her chin.

"Okay I get, I won't do that anymore" he said raising his hands up in surrender.

"Good" she said with a sweet smile.

"Where is Candie?" Xavier asked walking towards Tuesday.

"She stepped out to do something. She would be back any moment from now" she lied.

Xavier gave her a curt nod in reply and sat down on the same sofa with her. "You never did tell me your name you know?" He said staring into her eyes and she felt her heart beat increase. This was strange, she had never felt this way before.

"Tuesday" she said softly and he smirked.
"Of course, today is Tuesday and how does that got to do with my question" he said giving her his full attention and Tuesday felt a tiny billion butterflies begin to play hide and seek in her stomach.

"That's my name, Tuesday Akinlolu" she said with a shrug, trying her best to pretend like she had this conversation with a hot guy every day.

Xavier arched his brow, "you are Candie's sister?" he asked in confusion, staring at her from head to toe.

"Yea, I am her step sister, surprised I am not as light skinned as her, instead with a dark caramel color? Or I don't dress up to your standards, which of them?" Tuesday attacked him with a raised chin.

"No, not that....,she never mentioned a sister. Hell, the media doesn't know there is a sister" Xavier said biting his lips drawing Tuesday's attention to his lips.

She slapped herself mentally. "Candie isn't one to speak much" Tuesday defended her sister and Xavier waved it off with a curt nod.

They gisted for a while and Tuesday poured out herself to Xavier, telling him what she loved which included singing but she had never tried singing in front of anyone. She talked about books she liked and she discovered that Xavier had a vast knowledge of books and authors. He had read basically all the books she had mentioned. She also talked about how she loved dancing.

"You know, you are not like most girls" Xavier said and it felt like icy water had been poured on Tuesday. She wanted be like most girls, she wanted to have a life outside this house, she wanted to own nice dresses, she wanted to act chick. For Christ sake, she wanted it all.

Xavier noticed Tuesday's countenance change and was just about to speak when Candie walked in.

"I gotta go" Tuesday said not waiting for his response. The last thing she heard before leaving was Candie ask "baby is she okay?" And then Tuesday knew that there was no need raise her hopes high.
Xavier would never be hers.


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Episode two

As days, months and years flew by, the girls grew even more prettier and distant. Tuesday was eighteen years old and had dropped out of school to take care of her sick mother, while Candie was twenty one already have rounding up her finals.

Candie was never home and was always going out to God knows where. The yellow witch on the other hand was still her annoying self, always finding ways to insult Tuesday and her sick mother.

Tuesday had gotten used to it, her words affected her no more. Tuesday had no time for guys, although there was a guy who she admired so much, a guy who saw her as just a friend and a sister. His name was Tommy

It was plain annoying.

He was the Gardner's son who was studying theatre arts in the university of Lagos . He was another guy who was smitten by Candie's beauty. He was always coming around when Candie was home . Tuesday knew that the only reason Tommy came visiting was because of Candie.

Tuesday was scrubbing the ground because that was the way the yellow witch liked it. She was wearing a shorts that had grown overly short because she had been wearing it for years and she had outgrown them. She was wearing a singlet that was extremely light and had grown transparent because she had carelessly poured water on herself. There was just one word to describe her, a hot mess.

She wasn't aware that someone was watching her until she turned around. She slipped and fell in shock.

"Owww, I think my waist is broken, no, I know it's broken" she cried out and the stranger chuckled helping her up with his hands on her waist, rubbing gently.

"Sorry honey" the stranger cooed and Tuesday felt like humming. She slapped herself mentally. She was in the arms of a total stranger and she was loving it.
She placed her palms on his chest to push him away but she found herself feeling his abs. She had never gotten this close to a man and it felt so good. She had to pull herself together. She stepped back.

"Who are you?" She asked, it sounded like the logical question to ask.

"Xavier" he said it like she was supposed to know who he was. Tuesday arched a brow, he just mentioned a name, how was she supposed to know he was.

"And I am supposed to start jumping hmmn?" Ouch...that wasn't supposed to come out, it had slipped.

"Xavier Raymond, Candie's friend" he said drily and Tuesday knelt down and continued with her scrubbing.

"She is not home, call her the next time you are planning on coming over" Tuesday said nonchalantly. She wasn't willing to get herself in trouble by talking to Candie's visitors.

The Xavier guy got the message. She was avoiding him and she had no problem showing it.

Xavier sighed and walked away.

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Tuesday was so tired, she had been working all day. She was just about jumping on the bed when Candie strolled in, wearing a black bodicon dress with a deep v neck that exposed her cleavage. The dress hugged her like a second skin. It was pretty understandable why guys were following like a moth drawn to the flame.

"Tuu baby, how are you?" Candie asked sweetly which made Tuesday give her a suspicion filled gaze.

"I am fine?" She said with an arched brow and Candie laughed sitting on the bed.

"I know we have been quite distant lately, I have been really busy with school and so much, I need your help Tuu" Candie said batting her lashes.

Tuesday groaned inwardly. "Let's hear what she has to say" she thought.

"Okay, lemme hear you" Tuesday said sitting on the bed.

"I need your help, Tommy is coming tomorrow" Candie said happily. She was head over heels in love with the gardener's son.

"Okayyy, how does that involve me?" Tuesday asked drily .

"Xavier is coming over tomorrow and I need you to keep him distracted because mom said I can't avoid to loose him. You see his father is really wealthy and he runs so many businesses. And Xavier on the other hand just started his music career and he is making it really good. Mom thinks that he is the right connection for me" Candie said excitedly and I dawned on Tuesday why the Xavier guy had said his name expecting her to know him.

"So what am I supposed to do?" Tuesday asked drily.

"Keep him distracted, I said that already" Candie said rolling her eyes.

"How am I supposed to do that? Tie him down?" Tuesday asked dramatically.

"No of course not. Gist with him, do what you have to do. Just buy me time so that I could talk to Tommy. He has been avoiding me lately" Candie said sadly.

"Okay fine" Tuesday said not knowing how she was going to handle the situation.

"Thank you Tuu....and try not to wear any of your outworn clothes. Look for something nice to wear too" Candie said standing up from the bed and smoothing are dress.

"I would wear what I want to wear Candie. I am helping you already and that should be enough so be grateful" Tuesday said with a frown causing Candie to roll her eyes.

"Whatever" Candie said waving it off and catwalking out of Tuesday's room.

Episode one.

It was a really hot afternoon. Tuesday cleaned her wet hand on her shorts and used it to wipe out the sweat running down her face.
She hated her life.
She hated her name. Come on! Who named their daughter Tuesday? Her mother and late father.
She hated that she had to be the one doing the laundry for the whole house.
You see.....her life was complicated. She was from a rich home. Her mother was the second wife of one of the biggest business tycoon before he died willing all his properties to his first wife. Out of pity (as the yellow witch said) she decided to keep them in the house as her maids.
Tuesday hated the fact that her mother was quiet but that was understandable because her mom was sick.
She had to look after her mother and at the same time, take care of the extremely big house. Sometimes she wondered if things would have been different if her mother was educated, but that was the direct opposite.

Rumours had it that her father had not loved his first wife, in fact, he had despised her and their marriage had been a failed attempt for an arranged marriage.
Her father had met her mom four years after his wife had bore him a daughter.

The yellow witch had despised her mother, and had seen no problem in showing it.
It was still a mystery why her father would will all his properties to her.

Tuesday was drawn out of her thought when Candie walked in.

"Baby girl, you are not done?" She said with a sweet voice.

Candie was her step sister. She was everything that Candie wasn't. She was beautiful. She dressed really well and she was classy.

"Would be done soon" Tuesday replied with a genuine smile. Candie was the direct opposite of her mother. Although she was spoilt, she was genuine and she loved Tuesday.
"Tutu, lemme add this three jeans pleaseee" Candie pleaded.

Tuesday shrugged."you can drop it, I would wash them, it's no big deal" she said sweetly.

Candie dropped the jeans and was just about sitting down next to Tuesday to keep her company when she heard a scream from upstairs. It was the yellow witch, she was standing in the balcony and glaring down at both girls.

"Candie, what are you doing there ehnn" she screamed.
"Mummy, I came to drop some clothes for Tuesday to wash" she said grumbling.
"Come upstairs this minute" the yellow witch screamed out.
For a minute, Tuesday thought the Yellow's witch lungs would fall out and she laughed out at the thought. Candie stared at her like she had just grown an extra head.

The yellow witch hissed and walked inside.

"You could get into trouble for what you just did, you know?" Candie whispered hotly.

"And why are you whispering , don't tell me you are scared. What is the worse that could happen Candy...she starves me that's the only thing she is good at doing" Tuesday said concentrating on rinsing out the clothes.

"You make her sound so bad, she is my mother you know?" Candie said with hurt feelings.

"I just said the truth now. Your mother is always unfair to my mother and I. She refuses to get a washing machine because she has a human washing machine. She refuses to get a cleaner because she has me. She refuses to even let me go to school because she says I am busy taking care of the house. I miss school regularly because of your mother. I do basically everything in this house except bathing her. I cook, I clean every room in this massive house everyday, I wash everyone's clothes, I even wash you and your mother's panties. Candy that gives me every reason to talk now" Tuesday said with teary eyes and Candy hugs her.

"I didn't know that was how you felt baby. I know I am spoilt because that was how I was brought up and I haven't been helping matters for you at all and I am sorry" Candy said touching her cheeks gently.

Tuesday smiled "it's no big deal" she lied.
It was a huge deal.