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TORN (Chapter Twenty-four)

"Why are you ashamed of me? Why do you treat me as if... as if something is wrong with me?"

"Fumike, we..." her mother feigned a smile.

"You don't like to be seen with me. You... you don't want people to know that we are related, why?" she cut in, tears streamed down her face.

Jibike glanced at her husband. He cleared his throat.

"It is not... We just want to..."

"I am fair and slim, why do you punish me for mother nature's crime?"

"That's not... Punish you?" Ajibade frowned.

"I watched you treat Foluke and Folake like eggs for years. You treat me like a parasite. It's not my fault that I look different. You make me feel like I shouldn't have been born."

"That's enough!" nose flared, eyes red. Her words reignited his guilt.

She exhaled with shakes, dropped her head, slouched her shoulders, she headed to her safe haven- her bedroom.

Jibike watched her. They had never been able to come to terms with the fact that she was their daughter. At times, she wondered if God was punishing them for something they couldn't even remember.

Folake hissed and returned to the sitting room. She cared less.

TORN (Chapter Twenty-five)

She walked out of her Supervisor's office feeling elated. The first chapter of her project had been approved. She hoped to defend her project before the first semester examination. That way, she would be able to concentrate on her studies and hopefully graduate with a first class degree. The vibration of her iphone got her attention. She pulled it out of her brown hand bag and picked the call.

"Hello..."

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

She recognized his voice and started to laugh.

"How old are you now? How old are you now?"

"You sound terrible."

"Ouch!"

"I am also a terrible singer."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

She giggled and climbed down the stairs. The white lace skirt swirled above the ankle length brown boots.

"How does it feel to be twenty-three?"


"Don't know, nothing is happening. Except that my project is moving forward."

"Yipee!"

"You sound like a girl."

"What?! Heavens no! Hell no!"

Tummy aching laughter flooded her.

TORN (Chapter Twenty-six)

"I am a full blooded man. Can't be sounding like your kind, emotional see-saw, wavery beings."

"What?! Excuse me."

"Your birthday gift is right here in Abuja."

"Sinister," she narrowed her gaze.

"Not quite."

"Wicked."

"Wicked is good."

"Since when?" she made her way out of the building.

"When you come to Abuja, you will get your gift."

"Send it."

"No way."

"Suit yourself."

"How is my girl?"

She sighed loudly, "Can't wait to move out of that house."

"I feel you."

She boarded one of the cabs heading to the campus gate.

"I saw your sisters' birthday pictures online."

"Hmm..."

"You share the same birth month."

Yep, but, different dates."

"Oh... November children."

She chuckled and alighted from the cab.

"My birthday is three days before Christmas."

"Old man," she walked towards her hostel.

"Twenty-nine is a bloke's age."

"Eeeh!"

"I am a young..."

"Let me call you back," she saw a black Range Rover jeep parked at the hostel gate. It belonged to her father.

TORN (Chapter Twenty-seven)

She took a deep breath and approached the car. Her heart beat erratically. She couldn't fathom the reason why he came. She hoped all was well.

"Here is the celebrant," Jibike saw her through the side mirror and got out of the vehicle.

"Birthday girl," Ajibade climbed out.

She stopped in her tracks when she saw her parents. It was the first time they were visiting her since she got admission into the school.

"Happy birthday!" they chorused and grinned at her. When her blank stare became awkward, her father cleared his throat and dangled a set of car keys.

"We got you a car," her mother squeaked in excitement.

"A car?" she looked around and saw a deep blue Toyota Camry parked in front of her dad's vehicle. She glanced back at them wondering if her outburst a few weeks ago initiated the sudden gift.

Were they trying to buy her forgiveness? They had a very long way to go. How do one make up for twenty-three years of neglect? She was glad that they were ready to at least try.

TORN (Chapter Twenty-eight)

She loaded the bags into the navy blue Toyota Camry one after the other. She closed the boot and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead with an handkerchief. She planned to drive home that day for the Christmas holiday. Her elder sister's introduction ceremony, the traditional wedding and the Registry was taking place in two weeks. The twenty-five year old must be estatic. She smiled to herself, locked the car and sauntered into the hostel.

"Funmike!"

She heard her name and glanced back. The corner of her eye caught the sight of her sisters coming in through the gate. It was the first time that either of them had visited her in school.

She turned around and approached them. Both were clad in knee length sleeveless velvet dresses. The body hugging outfit emphasized their curves and revealed an unreasonable amount of cleavage. The blue, red colour matched their blue and red striped pencil heeled shoes.
Her light brown eyes turned green with envy. She coveted their physique.

TORN (Chapter Twenty-nine)

"Don't bother coming home for the holidays," Folake stood akimbo. She directed her gaze at her younger sister.

"I don't want my in-laws asking unnecessary questions," Foluke chimed in. She threw a quick glance at her elder sister.

"Questions?" her puzzled stare met irritated dark ones.

"One look at you and they will assume the worst."

The fact that her sister didn't want her at her wedding broke her heart.

"Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?" Folake eyed her, "You look like a sickle cell patient and dried up like someone with AIDS."

Her lips parted in shock. She felt pained and fought back the tears stinging her eyes.

"Exactly, my in-laws will just conclude that we have a genetic illness in the family."

She pressed her lips together and stared at them through blurred vision.

"Just stay off the grid, its my wedding, no one will be allowed to ruin it."

She remained mum and watched them leave, cat-walking and swirling their hips with each calculative step.

Weneva Am Ridin Dis Story,i Do Plce Myslf In Her Shoes...How Can My Own Parnts,nd Siblins B So Hrtles!??!!
Nice Story!!..More Mb To Yah Data.. *still Glued To Dis Story..Til D Very End

@sirblero... *hugs*

Thanks for the update. Pls keep it coming

I feel so sorry for fumike!! bad parent, stupid sister's...I pray she find happiness

@zika1... *winks*
@stardomberry... Her story makes me cry.

poor funmike...

Luving this...4lowing bumpa2bumpa

I'm awed by the way you write. Your style flows seamlessly in a refreshing manner. I love the way you make the story come alive especially through dialogue. You are definitely the next Chimamanda. Three Gbosa for you. Interestingly, I stay in QEH II just like your heroine. Please update the story as soon as possible.

I would love if you could write for my faculty press. It's Faculty of Arts, University of Ibadan. We are sourcing short stories for our e-magazine. Interested?

I love your write up nice n simple. You are just perfect.

Nice. Very emotional

Very interesting...u gat me going dear,is dat the end??

Abeg if una no say una story never complete make una nor come dey put person for suspense here all the time

What a nice price. I'm touched and motivated. More feathers to your wing, more grease to your elbow

Just reading the story..Initially,i was wondering and got disgusted that ppl be telling u de same thing...'update,update,update'...seems like am gonna have to walk with them...
#shewrites
#suspenseQueen
#goodJob
#iHopeDanteBeTrue

wow.... I love dese story....

[quote][/quote]Re: TORN (based On A True Life Story) by aluma
(m ): 7:45am
Abeg if una no say una story never complete make una nor come dey put person for suspense here all the time..

Nawooo fr u.......

Onyeocha20:
Re: TORN (based On A True Life Story) by aluma
(m ): 7:45am
Abeg if una no say una story never complete make una nor come dey put person for suspense here all the time..

Nawooo fr u.......

dey re fund of it almost all the stories here have never had d ending of it dey must stop half way were is d op to love don't cost a thing op to my lovely house boy till now we did not see dem to come complete their story and here come a new one