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He said updates won't be as 'often' as earlier for some weeks. If you call your previous updates 'often', I wonder what 'not-so-often' updates would be like.

Nice one bro. This is definitely worth waiting for. If you like take three years, you'll come back and meet me here. (Although I'd advice you not to take so long...I have a gun...and my fingers get itchy when I'm nervous...and I get nervous when I'm kept waiting)

@princessa...hit me.

Morning y'all

Hehehehehehehehehe
I need some dettol for my mind

Royver the writer....you are a genius, you. The plot, the twists, impeccable. Although I'd have loved Chuks to stay mad for just a little while longer, was really enjoying his hilarious display of 'vulturic' madness till his dad came and spoiled the whole show . Besides, was that sunday not supposed to mark the end of his relationship with Nena? How will that happen now that he has regained...... In fact, I don't even want to think of what will happen next, you do the thinking and writing while I do the reading and enjoying

princesa: Am also curious as to when you'd thrill us with a story of urs...

Soonest my lady

princesa: And don't think I've forgotten the card you owe me, plus am not coming to Abule Muwonleru!

Lmao....so you still remember oya gimme your address so I'll personally hand-deliver the card to you

Wow...I see a lot has been going on in my absence. *takes back row seat*

I see Princessa chilling in front. Ishilove, I can see you're really enjoying your bowl of palm wine......I hail una o. Kslib I sight you too, and e'erbody.

Now Royver....exactly what planet are you from? I've always known you're not from around here and you just confirmed that with this story. A brilliant story I must say. I just love the way you play around with words.

To the million-dollar question; How was the invisible guard able to choke Chuks? I'm as curious as madam Ishilove is.

Neduzze5: Hmm, is Tribulaciones in the dictionary? Lemme go and check. Followed sha

Its spanish for travails

Nice one. Following.

Guys, I just came across something I think y'all might be interested in. Some of you might have heard about it but for the benefit of those who haven't; its the commonwealth short story competition.

www.commonwealthwriters.org/prizes/commonwealth-short-story-prize/entry-rules/

Click the link to read more.

Ishilove: Congratulobia to the winner, Nuges11. You are a fantastic writer who will get even better with as you mature in your style. Keep the flag flying, brova mine, and NEVER stop writing. The sky is your stepping stone.

Fenks a bunch Ishi. Btw, I started reading iyawo nylon bag last night and, gosh, I'm in love.........with your work that is . You af tish me rubbish oo

Princessa, can you make it to abule muwonleru before midnight?

[quote author=Foxy_Flow]Walai.. To be candid with you guys, the excitement of this story died after the first submission. It looked very well like we knew who was going to win without any other round coming up and the person didst win.

Abeg, make una clear way. Professional writers wey dey come here come form amateurs.

God dey watch una in HD. [/quote]Lol.....professional writers......I'm honored

Mazi, it af enter ooo......twas nice doing bizness wit ya

Princessa oya holla @ your boy

Royver: Thanks man, am glad you like it! Hope it wasn't too morbid?

Morbid? I felt like I was stabbing the woman myself

HumbledbYGrace: Please Pm me sir.

Done, ma.

First of, I'd like to say a big thank you to the brain behind this competition, Mazi, big ups bro, you're much appreciated.

To the judges, wow, you guys are more than awesome. Making time out of no time to read through piles of stories, critique and grade each story is no child's play at all, and you guys did an excellent job at it. Kudos.

I must mention that I've gained so much here, and I'm very sure other contestants have learnt one thing or the other too.

Ms_Fibre, Royver, Oma4u and T-Flow, you guys were simply spectacular, I wanna write like you guys when I grow up . Royver, I read your other story, The Altercation, and I couldn't help but marvel at the way you paint vivid pictures with words, it was a privilege competing with you bro.

To the spectators, God bless you for following. SirElaw, thanks for the moral support, you're loved.

LOVE LOST.
By Nuges.



I picked up my car keys from my mahogany office desk and hurriedly made for the door. I couldn't hold it any longer, I had to ask her. Thoughts of the events that happened the previous night had been reeling in my mind all morning so much that I couldn't even concentrate at work, I'd been holding it back for too long but I made up my mind that day wouldn't pass without me asking her.
As I opened the door I bumped into my secretary,

"Jeez! Mr. Segun, is your office on fire?" Vivian exclaimed, casting curious glances into the room as though she was actually looking for smoke.

"No no no," I spluttered. "Vivian listen, if anyone asks to see me, just tell the person I'm in a very important meeting, okay?"

She squeezed her face. "But you're not in any meeting now."

I was already getting very uneasy and it took much work to suppress the urge to slap some sense into her. "I need to see my girlfriend immediately. You know my girlfriend, Annie, right?"

She nodded.

"I need to leave now and nobody should know I'm not around, I'll be back before lunch, is that taken?"

"Yes sir." She nodded. "But sir, the..."

I sprinted out of the building before she could finish the sentence. Before long, I was driving out of the company's premises, heading to Annie's apartment.

It was a bright tuesday morning, with the sun scorching with all its intensity even though it was barely 10 a.m, although the air-conditioning system in my car made sure I had no share of the heat. On a normal tuesday I'd have been grossly engrossed with work, but right from the time I woke up that morning I knew the day was far from normal. I spent the better part of the morning thinking about Annie, not that I hadn't been thinking of her before, it just felt different. There was this urge, this appetency to finally ask her to marry me.

Annie had always been a part of my life. We attended the same primary and secondary schools, we even gained admission into the same university (Obafemi Awolowo University) the same year and we had always been good friends. I had absolutely no feelings for her all through secondary school even though everyone thought we were dating because we were always together. Her flat features then left little to be desired and she wielded no spark to ignite my young lustful mind. She was always the one doting on me.

Things however turned around in our first year in the university when some curves miraculously materialised on her slim figure, giving her a shape that could make a straight girl compromise her sexuality. Add a pretty face and fair skin to the mix and what you'd get would be Annie. It was then I started doing the doting, and as though to punish me, she made sure I spent all my university days chasing her. We didn't start dating until our final year on campus.

We'd been dating for three years, and it had been a rosy love affair between us, but I was yet to propose to her. I wanted to do it grand style. I had seen too many foreign movies where the man pulled stunts to propose to his girlfriend and I wanted to do the same for Annie, but my job as a project manager in a telecommunications company spared me little time. However, I watched a romantic indian movie the previous night and, more than ever, the urge to ask Annie to marry me overwhelmed me, in fact I had a sleepless night. So, that morning, I decided to grab the bull by the horn, although not without some finesse.

I parked my car in front of her apartment and raced in. She had told me earlier that she would be at home all day, and I found her in her bedroom sleeping peacefully.

"Annie wake up, wake up." I rocked her gently and planted a kiss on her left cheek.

She woke up yawning sleepily and turned sluggishly to face me. It was evident she had been sleeping for a while, her eyes were bulging. "Segun what are you doing here by this time of the day?" She mumbled. "Have you been sacked?"

I smiled. "No baby, I'm still very much employed. I just need us to go somewhere together." I replied, still rocking her body.

"Darling I'm not feeling too good. Can't we go another day?"

After much teasing and whining I was able to convince her to go with me. I waited while she had her bath and dressed up. She wore a red silk tight-fitting dress that did much to accentuate her curves. I always loved seeing her in that dress, it was one of the numerous gifts I gave her on her 25th birthday.

We were soon driving off to the destination alone I had in mind. I knew it wouldn't really come off as a surprise for her as it was long overdue, but I planned doing my best in making the proposal memorable for her. All the while I was driving I couldn't help but notice she looked so radiant. I started to wonder if she had her own share of surprises too. She complained of a splitting headache and I had made her rush through her make up, but she still looked so captivating. There was this aura around her, in my eyes she appeared to be glowing. The smile that perched playfully on her lips completed her angelic look. She was sitting in the passenger seat beside me, looking so relaxed and peaceful, seemingly lost in deep thought and a little too relaxed for my liking.

As we approached an intersection along the road the traffic light turned red and I brought the car to a halt. My gaze quickly fell back on Annie. She turned to face me for the first time.

"Baby you've been staring at me all day," she said, her voice only a decibel louder than a whisper.

"Annie, I don't know what it is but you look so...so angelic."

She blushed, her face almost turning to the colour of her dress. She unlatched her seat belt, leaned over and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. It wasn't the first time she would kiss me in traffic. In fact it had almost become a routine; anytime we were caught up in traffic we would steal a kiss, while I look around to catch a glimpse of the jealous look on the faces of the people that just saw us in the act. That morning however, her lips tasted different. My eyes remained fixed on her. Just then, the yellow traffic light came on and it was immediately followed by the green. Maybe if I had looked around this time, I would have seen the truck on the adjacent road that just jumped a red light.
***


As I advanced forward, the most unexpected thing happened. A truck crashed into us from the adjacent road at a great speed, sending our car into the air. The impact was so great all the windshields burst out with a loud shattering noise. The air-bag embedded in the steering wheel blew open and pinned my head sideways, facing Annie, as though fate wanted me to be an eye-witness of the ordeal she was about to go through. My seat belt secured me in my seat, but Annie wasn't so lucky. She got tossed really hard against the roof of the car as it landed up-side-down, tumbling several times sideways. Each tumble had Annie tossed harshly against the framework of the car, with sharp broken glasses lodging themselves deep into her flesh, and there I was, not able to lift a finger to help her, I couldn't even shout. As though that was not enough, she got thrown against a sharp metal that was protruding from the side of my now broken seat and it slit her throat clean through, splashing warm blood on my face.

The car came to rest on its left side. Annie's body sprawled lifeless right beside me as blood gushed out of her. Even with the broken glasses lodged here and there on her face she still looked pretty, her beautiful silk dress torn into shreds.

I felt much pain from the cuts I had sustained, but the feeling that engulfed me most was that of regret, and of guilt. I should have asked her to marry me a long time ago, why did I have to wait for the spectacular. I should have listened to her when she expressed her reluctance in going out with. I wished I could rewind time, but I couldn't. With the last energy I was able to muster, I parted my lips and whispered;

"Please marry me"

Then I passed out.


THE END.

May the best writer win

roaringlamb01: is the story ended?, so, I can unfollow...

Yessir........thanks for following

HumbledbYGrace: how does it feel?

Lol
Anyways, I've never shied away from any challenge and I don't plan to start with yours. So HBG, I'm game (although my legs are still shaking).

Thanks a bunch. What? Challenge who...me? Ma'am you just made me jump right out of my skin

HumbledbYGrace: I didn't come back because you said you didn't wanna carry on.

Lemme go and read

Thanks ma'am.......what do you think of the second post?

I've really missed a lot........what happened here?