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Br3nd4: Looool. . . You said we must drop comment no be so?

okay, i guess 'no comment' is also a comment

and Repogirl, na now you come

a kobo or two was literally speaking na. abeg take that one back and upload me one thousand naira jó


Brenda......talk to me na

'oh! Forgive my 'patheticness', like for real you're gonna be in Nigeria!' she asked, still excited.

'real as hell, told you Africa calls'

'And a lovely sound she made too!' Daisy added.

'So Girlfriend, get prepared to get your life back.' Brenda said matter
of factly.

'you are the life i need Bree, God i can't wait!'.

'Next Saturday and am touching down, so keep a date with me'

'I definitely will!' Daisy replied excited still.

'get good life till i come'

'i will!' Daisy replied differently for the first time since she had
been hearing that phrase.

'catch ya later then' Brenda said and cut the call.

Daisy gave another bout of scream before slumping on a close settee.

Nobody can ever imagine what it meant for Bree to come around! A family
and a friend, that's what she is. She would definitely get her life
back, Jide wasn't gonna stop her, infact she would work on moving on and forgetting the one mistake she had made. Life wasn't so cruel to her afterall and she wasn't gonna be miserable.


'Am coming home, coming home, tell the world...'she sang happily to J. cole song. For It expressed how she presently felt. All the heartache for five painful month locked in this marital sham, was gonna soon be over or atleast bearable. She smiled once more and sang on happily.

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End of chapter 8 phew!


can't promise on when the next update will be posted, I've discovered am not good at keeping promises besides am going on a 'rag-day' spree, make sure you drop a coin or two when you see me, atleast to say thank you for the story thanks for reading, love you all.
But don't forget the comments

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Daisy switched absentmindely between the numerous station that DSTV offers, they didn't catch her fancy anymore. The events of previous months gone by had dragged her head out of the clouds and align it with
reality. She realised albeit belatedly that the Life of the Kardasians for example were so different from the life of an average Nigerian
family. This was Africa, not America where everything goes, you don't play by the movie rule here, everybody wasn't so nice and people didn't
fall in love with you, just because you harbored secret fantasy about
them or eventually agreed to marry them. Everyone was up and doing, looking for a means to better their life, they didn't have time to become love sick, theirs was a give and take drill, almost never a 'happily ever
after' affair.

'...reality sting Daisy, this is not some Africa Magic s.hit'

Those were the words of Jide that night, words that ceaselessly
tormented her whenever she allowed her mind wander.

Daisy station search hit Africa Magic and she halted for a minute. A scene of some Nollywood actors having a beach party was showing.

Daisy rolled her eyes disgustingly, what planet were these guys from? She wondered angrily and switched off the Tele. Long ago, she would have been hooked. Not anymore.

With a sigh, she stood up and made for the door, a walk round the estate would do a refreshing work she thought.

The shriek of her phone halted her, it was vibrating noisily on the
dining.

'forgot that' she said and retraced her step. Daisy didn't have much
callers, just mama and Brenda. She mostly didn't even remember she had a
phone except at night or times when she wanted to listen to music with
it.

'Hello' she said. Two guesses and you would know who was calling.

'Dee what's up' the other end replied.

'nothing's new. locked in that's what's up'

'Get a life girl. Jeez!' Brenda said irritated.

Daisy sighed, she had no idea on how to accomplish that.

'How's Boston...' Daisy was saying, she wasn't in the mood for 'get a
life' tutorial from Brenda. she had unrelently made it a duty to tutor
her whenever she called. But then it was easy for Brenda to say, she had
families here, even had a life waiting for her whenever she decided to
come back home. What had she? It was best if they just ended the call
right not.

'Don't try to side track the issue here, how many times have i...'

'oh, Bree, please don't start okay. was on my way out when you called,
if you don't have...' Daisy was saying with, her raised voice.

'oh yes! go on! shout at me! let me take the blame! come on! am the one
who gets the anger while that mothafucka dude goes around tripping! Keep
shouting girl' Brenda shouted angrily.

Daisy kept quite. That had touch a cord.

'Am sorry Dee, but am pained to see my friend going through this, you
are nolonger Daisy the flower, you are a shadow of yourself, i dont know
if i can recognise you again. If you sound this way, then who knows
how...'

'That's okay, i don't need pity you know!' Daisy cut in. When would
people stop rubbing it in, yes she'd made a mistake, so what? Why should
they crucify her? Mama kept telling her to get closer to the family,
but she didn't want to. why wont they still let her be!

'I don't need pity okay!' she repeated almost shouting.

'And pity you wont get! Fighting is what you are gonna do, so you better
get ready!'

Daisy shook her head bitterly, this wasn't a thug of war, she simply
wasn't like her, she couldn't stand Jide, all she wanted to do was run
in his presence. Her broken heart couldn't handle another rejection.

'Are you there?' Brenda called, Daisy had been silent.

'Am here, but going out soon, you've ruined my mood already' Daisy
replied exasperated.

'I intend knocking you out of your inertia too' Brenda said undeterred.
She had called for something else, but her friend's mood was really
getting on her nerves.

'How do you intend to do that, this is Nigeria you know, the men here are different'


'Not the men exactly, but the environment, even the leverage ladies over there give! No! Its this beaten up, am-a-poor-trodden-defeated-piece-of-shit attitude you manifest in front of that man, that's what different!' Bree replied angrily, she felt like shaking Daisy out of her inertia.

'Is this why you even called!' Daisy shouted angrily wondering why she hadn't cut the call already.

'No! i called to inform you that am hitting Lagos next week!' Brenda shouted back.

It slowly hit Daisy.

'you are not kidding me' she asked calmly.

'I don't kid, i deliver!' Brenda shouted, still angry.

Daisy rendered a heart piercing scream, it was hard to imagine she had been the down beaten girl of minutes ago.

'jeez Dee calm down!' Brenda said, her anger subsided now.

'oh you! Why didn't you tell me!' Daisy said, trying hard to contain her excitement.

'forgotten how pathetic you were minutes ago?'

Neduzze5: Don't mind princess. She is trying to stretch the story to its limit.

yeah, am working with a plot outline too......


no one is seeing Jide's side of the whole issue, he too needs to have a pound of flesh, he's as much a victim as Daisy, so let's give him a break too, even the guys are against him!

thanks

yipee!
can't wait. wanted to comment on chapter 1 but na so much protocol be that ojare.

It sure promises to be interesting

Cuddlemii: Hello, my royal stunner

yes

frank, all that for poor Daisy
she has her head high in the skies that's why. am sure she would still reach her breaking point.

lets just cut her some slack

#thanks to my silent followers who finally dropped a comment, you guys are making my day
Amen to your prayers and best wishes#

firestar: Please make her stay...
Heck, I'll try an' do some crazy dedication if need be.

Disclaimer: _{(Wags her finger)}

oh, i dnt know what to do
but cheer up ok?

true talk oh...... i wanted to comment too, but it meant me signing in... long Tory things be that

anyways, finding happiness you finally adopted the name, where is my agent fee

and false pretenses am so loving the excerpt. its so repogirl and her super rich characters, its all good oh

why don't you want to post it here na

cuddles is back!
oh my jingles pringles

when did the scene move from Yaba left to this present place. i can't piece. plus who is telling this story, is it the main character or the mad friend that he met in Yaba mental home

HumbledbYGrace: errm

i meant cross marry to other tribes, sorry

joble....you're damn too funny, buildings

anyways, the story so far is intriguing, it has depth and combines all, romance, murder, action......well done.


but the typos were many in the last update.

[quote author=JoBlè]Guilty as charged.Sorry. I like this story a lot and I
think you're doing a great job, keep it up! BUT, why did you allow Daisy
to disgrace herself like that? You broke my heart with that scene
*wipes off a tear* Jide must pay! *resumes gathering pieces of
heart*[/quote]thank you ojare for ur comment.
and pls pick all the pieces of your broken heart, make e no chook person leg

Daisy had it coming na, but comfort urself, phatkemi you too.
it will be well

[quote author=Mazi_Omenuko]^^ I only have one rule: Drop a comment after reading!

Datz all[/quote]elusive uncle. that's all


Damhumphrey......hmm, i comment my reserve, because if i don't, you would tag me controversial
that's all

HumbledbYGrace: lol....you should visit sometime

i will

about the fact that Nigerians don't intermarry, am seeing that fact is true, like true not good sha.

special thanks to all those who've stuck around, and make it a point to comment. i appreciate.


and for those who read and don't as much as like, much less comment, una dey break my heart

However, that hadn't stopped him and Adamu from discussing the business of their employer.

'Okon Okon, you don dey go?' Adamu had intercepted him one Wednesday.

'ehen na, I go sleep here?' he had replied irritated.

'How madam Daisy na?' Adamu had asked smiling sheepishly

'See me see trouble oh, na me be Madam keeper?'

'ahn ahn, take am easy, we being get kwata?'

'me i get better place to go so i no get time for your nonsense' Okon
had replied and made for the gate.

'but come oh, how you see this madam and oga issue na' Adamu had asked undaunted by his nonchallance.

Okon had sighed and halted. His interest piqued.

'Adamu my friend, Madam no dey happy at all' he had said, pity etched on his face.

'walahi, oga no dey try!' Adamu exclaimed, his hands akimbo.

'at all at all, he no try. Madam Daisy dey very nice i swear' Okon had concurred

'...and fine too' Adamu had added sharply.

'Yes oh. Infact she be correct woman'

'But why she con agree marry oga just like that na?'

'Me i no know oh, you know all this big big men with their wahala, who know which kain problem make her gree' Okon had replied.

He too had unconsciously long folded his arm across his chest like his partner. They had looked so serious then, discussing Daisy and Jide.

'Haba ba! If to say i get money like oga, i for don marr...'

'you for don wetin?' Okon had cut in sharply. 'I no even fit laugh' he
had added looking around as if to confirm no one had been listening.

'na true i talk na' the delirious Adamu had added undeterred.

'abeg oh, no be me and you, being dey talk am' Okon had said, drawing his ears in an 'am innocent' gesture.

'bye bye' he had added quickly and left the bemused Adamu still standing without a sign of remorse.

'Abegi, you too dey fear!' Adamu had called out to no one in particular, before retiring inside.

Daisy never knew the house aids had discussed her, she was too wrapped up in her grief and regret to pay attention to the glance of pity Adamu and Okon often had on their face whenever they addressed her.
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#thanks bukkylois 4 reading, but this where am gonna stop chapter 8, hopefully tomorrow, i should complete it#

ur comments pls oh

Anyone who cared, could call it
transfered aggression or nemesis, it just didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that he hadn't felt any better than he did tonight.

'you most def. reap what you sow' he said happily to himself and
strolled back to his seat.

Out in the hallway, Daisy dragged her pitiable self slowly to her room. She couldn't control her tears. Noone had ever treated her this way in all her miserable existence, not even her parents who had abandoned her
when she needed them the most.

'oh, my poor poor miserable life!' she cried.

On her bed later on, the foolishnes.s of her very earlier decision hit her like a tornado. Marriage wasnt like what you see in the movies, nor read in harlequin romance series, it was deeper than that, love and
friendship should be topmost, the exact items that were so lacking in theirs.

This realization left her torn and heartbroken.

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If jide had felt remorse after how he treated Daisy, he didn't show it
neither did Daisy see it. Infact it became a catalyst to a side of him,
Daisy had never seen. He started keeping late nights, he hardly ate the food Daisy kept for him and reduced the amount of money he dropped for house upkeep on Saturdays.

Daisy, already a shadow of her cheerful self, didn't seem to notice the reduction in money, while the late nights were a blessing to her. They meant she could be free from his tortuous presence for a little while. She would gladly return the untouched meal to the kitchen and replace with another on the morrow, So far he kept his distance. She had withdrawn into an impenetrable shell, frightened stiff of Jide, his anger and temper.

She would prepare his breakfast earlier than usual and resign into her room, coming out only when she was sure he had left for work.

And at night, she would retire to her room after she had placed his food on the dining, resurfacing again when she was sure he had retired to his room. Anything she could, just to blot out the pain and trauma of that faithful night. She couldn't face him anymore, she would always cringe in pain and shame whenever their paths accidentally met. Jide, on his part would make sure she saw him gloating. So she made it a
business to avoid him at all cost.

The saying that 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' didn't pertain to her, what Daisy craved was a haven where she could nurse her scorn, not vent her fury . Every scales that had previously clouded her eyes, were falling down now in painful places. She lived only to eat, watch whatever programme the cable stations dished, make her weekly trips to
Aguda market, for she loved to hear the market women call her 'iyawo America' because of her slight American accent, she would light up a smile or two then.

Daisy had no friend in the neighbourhood, she carefully avoided making friends with the women who called out to her or tried to start a conversation whenever she decided to take a stroll round the estate, she
just didn't want their pity or companionship. Their lives were rosy as it was, they didn't need to rub it in.

Sometimes, she found herself wishing Brenda was in the country, even Peter her ex too. For they where pretty close nevertheless their failed
relationship. The distant correspondence through calls didn't satiate
her longing to once more be in the company of those who loved and
cherished her. She missed Mama too, but sometimes, she felt anger
towards her. She reasoned that mama had also contributed to her present
plight.

At times, Jumoke, Jide's sister would come calling, Daisy appreciated
her visits but it didn't change much, the two women seemed worlds apart,
one was 22, the other 26.

Daisy had once considered working at any hospital to atleast change
environment, but she didn't know how to go about the job search, so it
eventually remained at the thought and wish level.

These traced the mundane existence of Daisy after that night's event, it
was like an eye opener that demoralized her for quite a while.

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Okon had also noticed how withdrawn Daisy seemed these days, but
reserved his comment. Even though he liked his cheerful and hospitable
Madam, he couldn't help but wonder where she appeared from. The only
girlfriend of Jide he knew and had met occasionally was Grace. Then when
did the love affair of Daisy and Jide bloom to the extent they ended up
married? he wondered.

He guessed it was an arranged marriage or something reasonably close. Judging by the fact that the couples lived apart, there was no other reason he could fathom.

The little he had learnt about her from the few conversations they had revealed that she had lived in America and was a nurse before she came down to get married.

He pitted her, she was too pretty and nice (for he always got a meal after every clean up) to have accepted a marriage that was only making her sad. But since pity and worrying wasn't part of his job description, he let it slide.

Chapter 8
Daisy gently opened the door to Jide's study, she simply couldn't take it anymore. All her insides were on fire and she desperately needed liberation.

She felt like one in need of water after 3 months of thirst in the
Sahara desert! The only rational thought in her head right now, was to take another desperate chance with Jide. At the state she was in, she could go at any length to quench this flame that threatened to consume her, even if it meant her crawling on her knees.

Three painful months had passed, where Daisy had indeed lived in a
fiercer desert than Sahara. If she had ever imagined that she would be strong enough to remain celibate till Jide came around, she was highly mistaken. For now, Daisy's desire was finally ruling her senses, while
her once proud and irresolute feet were leading her to another dare
game, she was going to try her luck with Jide, even if it meant a 'one night stand'.

The door gave in easily as if it urging her on. Jide raised his head
where it had bowed under his hands and stared at the intruder with disbelief and anger. Not you now! he thought angrily.

He had been arguing with Mama on the phone over a discrepancy in the last shipment, formally it wouldn't have called for raised voices. But for the fact that the two were still nursing hurt & anger over the wedding incidence, temper had risen and smokes had puffed out of the heated argument they had had.

So much so that Jide hadn't heard Daisy soft knocks.

Daisy stood transfixed, that angry look of his always had a way of
turning her paralytic everytime. She felt ashamed immediately, more by the skimpy nightwear she adorned than with the knowledge of what she had
come for.

It was the 'wrongest' time for Daisy to hatch her week long plan.

'Daisy what do you want?' Jide almost barked at the inappropriately clad woman who was so not unconnected with the heated argument of minutes
ago.

'I...I...I...came for you...you. .to .know...'Daisy had relapsed to her
nervous stutterring. She felt like crying.

'really now, am not in the mood to hear you stammer like some craz.y person, say what you want and be out of my goddam face!' Jide cut in. He was at boiling point.

'Am sorry' Daisy simply said in a teary tone. Where was his anger coming from again? she'd thought it was fast fading away after 3 months. Even though they weren't normal couples that conversed in conjugal companionship, they weren't exactly enemies too. So what had happened?

'Sorry! is that what you came here dressed like some cheap girl to tell
me!' Jide shouted angrily.

The voice had frightened Daisy and in panic she screamed 'no!'

'For jeez sake tell me what it is then!' Jide screamed again, his temper totally lost.

'I came to ask if you could spend the night with me' Daisy replied
shaken, her heads bowed.

Jide's wicked laugh stunned Daisy who looked up at him, hot Tears burned at her eyes.

'Not only are you pathetic, you are also damn shameless!' jide replied
with all the venom he could muster.

So this was how God had chosen to comfort him for the way the wicked
plotters had snatched his life away from him! Their very docile puppet
was standing right there, craving a night with him! He would definitely
make the most of it. Now was the time to bite off a sizable chunk of
flesh, an opportunity to hit back at Mama and his father. He wouldnt
fail to drain dry the cup of opportunity.

'please' the highly shamed and hurt daisy cooed softly.

Jide snorted, so now she'd resorted to begging? Grim luck it was.

'kindly take your pitiable and cheap self outta my sight while you still
have an iota of dignity left' he retorted, the venom very well still in
his voice.

'Please jide'Daisy cried softly.

Jide gave a wicked smile.

'obviously, my manipulative and overbearing grandmother forgot to tell
you about this part, did she? Neither did your narrow and shallow mind
imagined it would come to this. This here is reality sting Daisy! I
cannot bear to lay my hands on an irrational forced filth like you. This
is not some African magic sh.i.t, you know, so get it into your
f.oolish and over the cloud brain that you weren't my choice for a wife,
not then, not now, not ever! Okay! He finally shouted.

'please' Daisy cried again. This time however, She wasn't pleading to be
laid again, she was pleading for help, for comfort, for love from
anyone out there.

'you obviously enjoy it the hard way then, don't you?' Jide replied
without a trace of pity, stood up, held Daisy by the arm and pushed her
out of his study.

'go please yourself out there!' he shouted and banged the door, making
sure she held the sound of his door, lock.

He was feeling really satisfied for She definitely shared in the plot
and scheming and this was her own dose.

Tovot: no update till now?smh

what part of 'intermission here' don't you understand

for ur question, i really don't think i can handle inter-tribe marriages

bukky, Anyi, hello

And as i promised, enjoy!