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Winnie1950: Thanks for the update. I hope u won't leave us again?

Ooooorrh … I never did.

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I am under the weather, my sincere apologies for not updating. That I will do as soon as I can.

[i][/i] Does Jesus care when my heart is pained
Too deeply for mirth and song;
As the burdens press, and the cares distress,
And the way grows weary and long?

Temilade was seated on the bed with her back rested against the wall, staring into space oblivious of her surrounding.

O Yes, He cares, I know he cares!
His heart is touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares.


Chidubem all cuddled on the rug, too exhausted to get warmth for his cold extremities, he stared blankly.

Does Jesus care when my way is dark
With a nameless dread and fear?
As the daylight fades into deep night shades,
Does he care enough to be near?

Prince stared into space blankly, his eyes sore and swollen, and his body ache. Yet seated on the hospital floor, he cared less.

Does Jesus care when I have tried and failed.
To resist some temptation strong;
When for my deep grief I find no relief,
Tho' my tears flow all night long?

Ini stood outside the door as she listen as her father sobbed and muttered some regret. Tears formed in her eyes, knowing there was still more to come that will make him heart broken.

Does Jesus care when I have said goodbye
. To the dearest on earth to me,
And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks,
Is it aught to Him, does He see?

Cynthia blinked severally, drowsy but couldn't sleep. Her mind void yet occupied.

Her head on the soft pillow, basked in the warmth of the blanket, Eniola stared at white wall, lost in thought.

O yes, He cares, I know He cares!
His heart is touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my saviour cares.

I'm dozing typing, I'll will conclude tomorrow. using italics while typing, do I have to click on its icon before or after typing?

kinxen: Nd its monday last I checked...whrz our update na

Right here Sweetheart.

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Soo sowie …another update comes up on Monday

IfeomaVanessa: I love your story

eeeya Sweetie, Thank u.

Winnie1950: Thanks for this beautiful update. But you should have made prince to pay for his sins.

Time will tell dear.

'Oh no! I typed and it wiped off. hmmmm …

Another update comes later in the day.

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zika1: wat I mean by the a "lil witty tin" is a lil funny stuff dat can relax us after reading through serious parts of the story. I actually mean LITTLE ooo nt 2 much so it doesn't get readers bored. And bout u posting wen u have time, we understand. Tnx 4 d great piece tho.

Exhales and place palm under chin. Noted Sweetie.

zika1: I hv been a silent reader and I do love the story but have a lil issue wit ur updates. Most people will agree the updates are way 2 short. I understand U use ur fone 2 type bt dnt tink dat will really stop u 4rm making d story a bit lengthy. I also have a lil problem with the way the characters are bein xpressed. U can add a lil more life 2 it so it feels like we re watching and not reading e.g temilade's part. A lil witty tin @ least 4 some kinda relief. Well in all its a very interesting story and u can bet I'm wit you.

"A lil witty tin" I Wish I knew what that mean.
This is kind of criticism I need.
Thanks dear. This story is a unique one, a kind of positive strain on me because of It's Nothing like my past works. Therefore I don't like going into unnecessary details .
like I told Winnie I will only update when I have time to update much.

Winnie1950: I so love this story. God knows that i do but your updates are way too short. Sometimes when i click on this story i won't notice a new update (if there was any) unless i check very well because they are usually too small to be easily noticed

I'm sorry you feel that way. I won't update until I have time to type much.

ceira: Nice bt ur updates nwadays ar 2 short

Ehen-hen?

THIRTEEN


Omoefe was all tensed as he watch his friend glanced at Ini's medical folder.

He finally spoke up. 'It is an adolescent depression. No permanent damage from all investigations. She will talk again.'

He exhaled and smiled for the first time, after he welcomed Indifreke. 'Thank you very much Osaro. '

'Efe, there is something that bothers me.' The psychologist sat back on the chair.

'What is it? ' He adjusted himself on the chair.

'I fear her withdrawal might be due to abuse. Are you aware of any? '

'What! Of course not …!' His reply came on impulse. Then he bow his head and his forehead as grief overwhelmed him. 'I can't really say.' His voice was lace with disappointment. 'Though I expect my wife should have told me if any had occurred. '

He smiled. 'Come on now Efe, don't beat yourself over something that might have not happened. Besides there is no problem without a solution. '

He nodded.

'She needs more of her family than she need us. I ain't surprise she sent for Junior. Ini needs love, care, patience, attention and all the understanding she can get.'

Omoefe exhaled and sigh.

'Nonetheless, I will have to ask Ima and Junior, they may have more info since you have been around. '

'No problem man. Thanks.'

'Always remember it could have been worst. Encourage yourself man, you are the head, you need to be positive and calm.'


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I ain't getting any constructive criticism Happy weekend.

Winnie1950: blood of Jesus!!!!! Thank God it was a dream o. I would have died of heart break.

Eeeeya, me too.

She ran home, she was going to use a bottle to deflower herself. She needed sex badly, if she didn't do it, she felt she might die. Masturbation was not satisfying anymore.

Few minutes later,

She applied pressure to the bottom and the bottle head went in. she gasped. Drops of blood touched the floor. 'Yuppie, I am deflowered! She laughed hysterically.

'Deflowered? ' Temilade woke up with a start and sat immediately. She was panting. 'Deflowered! ' It sank and pulling the duvet, she scrambled out of bed.

She was horrified as she inspect the bed spread and the back of her night gown. No blood.

She inhaled and exhaled. 'Oh God! It is a nightmare. ' She muttered trembling and took steps back until her back touched the wall. Then she sat and hug her knees. "What has become of me? What has become of my life? " Temilade felt so cold and rock herself. "Where do I go to for help? " she pondered.

The guy eyed her, shook his head and hissed.

'Help me now.'

He walked away and couldn't wait to get home to tell his siblings. What was the world turning into. A beautiful young lady was on the street in broad day light begging for sex.

'Ehen-hen bros …' Temilade put up a smile as he stopped.

'How far? '

'Please I need a favor. Help me please, I want sex.'

Taken aback the guy look at her scrutinizingly. 'How many months you get to live? '

'No …no …I'm fine. ' She beamed .

'You don carry one yamayama disease abi? Oh you don get HIV? '

'No bros, I am A okay.'

'How Fine girl like you go de for road de beg for sex. E bi like say dem don de follow you from your villa. ' He quickened his steps.

She frowned and look around. She crossed to the other side of the road.

Temilade flagged down the private cars, but none slowed down talk more of stopping.

Where are all the sugardaddies? Where are all the young men who couldn't do without sex? She wondered. 'I am available for sex.' She said aloud but no one seem to pay attention to her. She narrowed her brows and did a slow cat walk. 'I should have come with a placard. ' She sighed and scratch her hair. 'What do I do now? ' She muttered .

Temilade continued her cat walk until she saw a discarded bottle of yoghurt and then like a bolt from the blue, an idea struck!
………

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Thanks. Tomorrow things

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'I have never been so humiliated all my life! ' Eniola entered the sitting room and bag dropped to the ground before her hands descended on her waist. He had half carried, half dragged her out of the party.

Prince followed behind closely. 'How dare you flirt with a guy?

'I beg your pardon! ' She face him completely disappointed.

He remove his blazer and threw it to the nearest sofa. 'You think I actually went to the gent, right from the time we walked in, his eyes has been on you. I left for just three minutes and you were laughing with him.'

Eniola gave a short laugh and clap her hands understanding he was jealous . 'A relationship is not also known as bondage. Even pregnant married women get wooed talk more of a single lady. A good looking lady.like me should attract male admiration. '

No one dares challenge him. His other girlfriends never did why was so damn headstrong His anger reach his peak. 'You are a hopeless and helpless slut! '

'What! ' She glared at him feeling like she had been stung.

'After everything I have done and how special I made you, you dare to allow another guy approach you.'

Eniola rolled her eyes beside herself with control. 'You sound like we were having sex.'

'What more was left, you hopeless slut! '

She shook her head. 'The evidence are now clear, I know better and I pity you.' She picked her bag. 'You are a helpless and helpless psychopath! '

Her words hit him hard and he felt exposed.

She made to leave.

Prince grabbed and hurled her .

She hit her back against a stand of home theatre and fell hard on the floor. Not giving her a chance to recover, he dived and pinned her down. He grabbed her breast.

She fought him off, scratching his face but he was unperturbed like he was use to it.

He reached for her trousers belt and begin to unbuckle. 'I'm going to make you mine for the rest of your life.' He smacked his lips.

She stopped struggling and her voice came clear and strong . 'You want to die like a cat? '

His hands froze as the story Ambrose told him flooded his senses. He got off her.

Eniola groaned as she managed to sit up. She held her head momentarily. She knew she must have been injured but she couldn't wait to confirm as she crawled to take her bag. Using the sofa she supported herself up.

Eniola lurched, steadied herself and exhaled. 'Prince Akubor, I'll be last woman in your life because you just messed with the wrong lady.' She managed a smile.

Prince eyes almost pop out, he scrambled to his feet panicked surging through him. 'Eni … Eniola …what are you talking about? '

Eniola stopped and sized him up. 'You heard the story of the University guy who died barking like a dog?'

His heart beat quickened and he began to sweat despite the air conditional. He nodded.

'The man whose wife the guy messed with is a member of the fraternity my dad is heading. ' Her vision became blurred.

His bladder gave way and he felt wetness in between his legs. He glared at her mouth agape.

Eniola blinked severally, lurched and fell.


***

She knelt and tears rolled down her cheeks.

'Baby please don't leave me. I am sorry for lying and cheating on you. You're such a great girl and you deserve none of such. I feel so so guilty. I love you Babe. Help me get help …help me make my lines whole.' He sobbed.

Cynthia opened her arms and managed a smile.

He went into her arms and his whole body shook as relief surged through him.

'I know a place we can go to, I know a Rock we can run to that is higher than us.'


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TWELVE


'From Mama Bisi to the other older women. My parents didn't take cognizant of the signs I tried to show them. So the chain started till date.' Chidubem tears kept flowing. He was on his knees before her having narrated the story of his sexual escapade. 'I tried baby, I tried …I have done everything I know …'He bow his head and sobbed.

Cynthia listened and watched his every action with tears stained cheeks.

'There is nobody I can run to without them being so disappointed …Cindy my life is so dotted and I don't know to fill it with the right things.' His palms opened before him. 'Please help me, don't abandon me, you're the only right thing in my life. My life will be empty if you go …I will die, I will meet my doom.'


Tears formed in her eyes, she had never seen a man this way.

The photos had been that of him and a couple of clients. He had been to a couple of her family gathering and had met with some of her cousins. One was a hotel manager in Benin and had took the snapshots.

.....

'It was a day after Temilade was discharged from the hospital.

Ifeoma and another friend, Dorcas who were doing same professional course in an institute had come to visit when they found her lifeless on the floor. They had been the one who rushed her to the hospital and had kept in constant touch until she was discharged. Dorcas had drove her home.

'You and Dorcas have tried so much for me. It is obvious what would have become of me. Thank you dearie. ' Temilade beamed.

'Thank God dear. I am sowing care and I expect to reap same and more in future. ' Ifeoma winked at her.

Temilade chuckled.

Eventually she was done and she arrange cucumbers in a tray and groundnuts in a saucer. They went to settle in the sitting room.

'I am worried about you.' Ifeoma said after few minutes of munching.

She met her gaze.

'You are such a nice and intelligent person. I admire how you take time to help me out with our course, if not I would have dropped out by now . You are so patient and it hurt me deeply to see you suffer the way you did because of a guy.'

Temilade shrugged before scooping groundnuts.

'I was a victim babe, twice … ' She raised two fingers of her right hand for emphasis.

She raised her eyebrows.

'The last relationship landed me in a psychiatric hospital for one week, the guy made away with my heart, resources and dignity a day after he got me engaged. '

'I am sorry. ' It was hard to believe the always smiling Ifeoma had suffered such.

'Yea dear.' She exhaled. 'I decided it was never going to happen to me again.' Ifeoma beamed.

'Good to hear.' Temilade narrowed her brows. 'What did you do? '

'Hmmmm …' Ifeoma chuckled. 'I took charge of my male neediness.'

Temilade frowned. 'I don't go into relationship because of sex.'

She laughed heartily. 'Not sex dearie. '

'Seriously Ify, I'm getting lost. '

'Welcome to the lovely world of satisfying your body, sexual cravings, and male neediness. ' She displayed a set of newly polished teeth. 'Welcome to the world of self masturbation. '

'What! ' Her jaw dropped.

Ifeoma begin to unbutton her gown. 'Relax girlfriend, let me show you. Seeing is believing. '



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ceira: Luvly.....mmmmmmoooooorrrrreeeeee

See ya mouth dear.