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Deadly matrimony!

~~Our faces are bright like the morning sun, but our hearts leaps with the weight of the world!


~Laughing as they chased us.



❤❤~
That scream!

As Fred dashed off to where the voice was coming from, I sit there dazed.

For a moment, I felt a heavy pang of hurt in my heart..

I immediately cover up the lid of the flask, stand up and walks to the place I saw him go into.

There was a small crowd that had gathered. I get curious, pushed my way through people and makes it to the front.

‘Oh sh**t!’ I let out, covering my mouth almost immediately.

There, in front of me stood my husband with his frame crouched down beside a still figure. I get confused, and try to see who the still figure is.

No matter how I turn or shift, I couldn't see the face of the person. I get frustrated and for a moment, tried to listen to the murmuring behind me.

‘Why is she always like that?’ I hear a young woman ask an elderly woman.

‘That's how she has always been, I think she's asthmatic’ the elder woman replies.

‘Oh, that's very bad! They should take her to the hospital before someone dies here!’ The young lady said.

Their voice faded into nothingness as Fred's frame shifted a little, making me see the girls face.

Two ways to describe her
a} She's not bad looking. You can't exactly call her beautiful!
b} She's just there, still and probably not breathing.

A lady in white robe pushes her way through the crowd with something in her hand.

‘Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me..’ She keeps on saying as people make way for her. She finally arrives in the front and hands over the thing she was holding to Feed.  He takes it, bends towards the still figure, opens her mouth slightly and put the thing which I now know is inhaler into her mouth.

The girl starts coughing and all of a sudden sprang up. She looks about her and when her eyes settles on Fred, she smiles. A genuine smile which tells a lot more than its actual meaning.

Why am I saying all these?

The girl just smiled and that's it!

Nothing more!!

Fred lifts her from the ground and holds her hand. They walk away from the crowd. I stand there, thinking Fred will turn back to say something or beckon on me to follow them. But he didn't say anything.

I felt completely lost!

I felt a volcano eruption inside me.

~~~~~~❤❤❤

Fred Johnson didn't bother to come check on me after the incident!

After the crowd disappeared, I went back to the place that we sat, feeling dejected.

I waited for almost an hour to see if he will return but he didn't!

I later carried the flask of unfinished food and left for home.

‘So he didn't turn to look back at you?’ Kristy ask, with her bowl of cereal placed in front of her on the kitchen island.

‘Yeah... ’ I say, turning off the gas cooker. I wanted to make black coffee.

‘Well, that's ridiculous! Did he forget that you two were once together before the incident or what? And you didn't even bother to find out about the girl!’ My sister thunders, shaking her head and chewing her cereal.

I stir my black coffee, look at her and say...

‘You won't try to raise my suspicions Kristy.. Just eat your cereal and let's talk about something else, that's if you want to talk!’

‘Hell yeah, I want to talk, Kayla? Why do you always bottle up your emotions? Why do you keep trying to believe that all is fine, while everything is moving south? It's not good for your health, kay. Find out who the b*tch is and let's make another move! What if she's another woman he adores.. I mean, you two have been apart for some months!’

‘Don't you ever raise your voice at me Kristina Eze! Have you forgotten I'm your elder sister?’

‘Well act like it, Kay! Stop bottling those emotions so you won't die prematurely!’

Okay, this is it!  This conversation is certainly not one that I entertain, especially not from my own sister!

‘Go stick your philosophy to where the sun doesnt shine Kristy! Leave me alone!!’ I say, picking up my mug of coffee and going upstairs.

The nerve of that girl!!

‘C'mon sis... Don't do like that.. I'm sorry okay? I'm really sorry I had to vex like that!’
She whines.

I keep climbing up the staircase without looking back.

I hear a loud growl from downstairs which is coming from my sister.

I ignore it, enter into my room and lock up the door!




Totally unedited!

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~Him!


Deadly matrimony!

~The sun won't shine without your smile, the day is useless without the echoes of your laughter..

~The fault in our stars..



I stand across the room, watching him..

Just there, unable to make a move or send a signal that I am here.

He's with a bunch of kids who are wearing the same uniform as he's wearing.. Teaching them something which they pay rapt attention to. He smile when a child contributes to what he's saying and laughs when the child makes gestures..

What could he be teaching a bunch of teenage boys?

On my thoughts, a staff tapped me on the shoulder.

‘Ma'am, you have been here for the past hour, is everything alright?’

I gave her a weak smile and nodded.

‘Yes, everything's fine..’ I replied colly.

‘I know he's your husband and doesn't remember it... Just take heart and someday he will remember!’ She says, before patting me one more time on the shoulder, shrugs and leaves.

Darn humans and their sympathetic nature!!

I don't need sympathy from anyone!

After she left, I still stand there, trying to build up the courage to walk to him.

This should make it my second week here.. After I found out that he was alive and well, I made it a habit to visit everyday after work.

I look at the wall clock which hangs on the wall farther down the hall.

4:28pm

‘okay, this is it!’ I say, leaving my standing position and putting my legs to good use.

I cross the line that separate us and as if on cue, he lifts his head up from what he was looking at and our eyes met.

My heartbeat accelerated!

Those eyes...

Those eyes...

Kayla don't think about the mesmerising eyes, just look at him, he's smiling!

He's smiling?

Of course he is...

Involuntarily, I smiled back..

‘Hey kids, it's miss pretty!’ I heard him say..

The children turn to look at me and they seem to start smiling all of a sudden!

I mean, apart from a certain boy who is looking at me like I have octopus for nostrils!

My legs carried me further to him.

‘Hey,...’ I managed to say, swallowing the huge lump that has formed in my throat.

‘Hi..’ He says, scratching the back of his neck, in a nervous manner..

Then, there's silence.

The children seem to be staring at us like we were performing a theatre show.

Waiting for who will speak next

Which obviously is me!

‘Urrm.. I brought you something. Here!’ I say, handing over the polythene bag that contains a flask of food.

‘Oh, well.. Thanks!.. Come and sit, I will soon be done with the kids and I will have time for you!’ He says, still scratching his neck.

Why is he nervous?

I'm supposed to be the nervous soul here!

I sit nevertheless, watching as he begins his teaching.

‘Jesus said that every child that obeys him will have what?’ He asks..

For a moment, I felt amused!

Is he teaching Jesus story?

Of course, yes!

This is a school centre after all!!

‘Eternal life!’ Yelled the children apart from the one that looked at me like I had octopus for nostrils.

Stubborn kid!

‘Jason, what did Jesus say to those that obeys?’ Fred ask, lifting his left eyebrow

‘Oreo's and biscuits!’ The stubborn kid who I got to know is Jason replies..

I held my laughter, using fitful of coughs to pretend.

The children burst out, laughing uncontrollably.

Fred doesn't seem to be amused by the whole situation. He looks at the kid like ‘What will I do with this little fish?’

The laughter seem to die off, with Jason staring at the porcelain floor, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

‘I don't want to believe that you have not been listening to me. So for the last time Jason, what did God say that will happen to those that obeys him?’ Fred ask, calmly looking at the boy like he is some white and black TV buttons.

‘I thought it was Jesus and not God!’ The kid replied, without a slight inch of amusement in his features.

Everyone laughs again, some toppling over, holding their stomachs.

I just couldn't help it, I burst out and laughed out my sorrows.

Fred face palms and clutch the book he was holding tightly.

‘Jesus and God are two in one!’ Fred replies.

‘You mean like Oreo's chocolate biscuit which they put together and you can separate them if you want?’ The boy replies, getting excited.

We laugh again

‘Errr.. Well, you can say it like that!’ Fred says, giving up on the kid's attitude.

‘Yayy!! Can we have biscuits now? I'm sure Jesus will be glad!’ He replies.

The rest of the kids seems to agree to this and nods energetically.

Fred looks at me in a manner of ‘Can you imagine?’ I just shrug..

‘Well, yes.. I don't think any of you will concentrate afterwards... So of you go you little sons of Jezebel!!’

They giggled and sauntered off, holding each other hands and moving towards the cafeteria.

‘Mr Fred! I've told you never to call the children by that name!’ Someone thunders.

I look back to see who it was and find that it's the manager. I cheekily grin at her which she returns with all pleasure.

Fred shrugs and continues to gather his teaching tools.

‘How are you, Kay?’ She asked

‘I'm fine ma'am..’ I reply

‘Good... Tell him never to call those children by that name!’ She fires.

I just smiled and she walks off.

‘Let's go outside...’ Fred says, looking serious.

I stand to my feet, adjusted my black lace high-waisted skirt with a crop top to match and followed him.

The chirping of birds and the fresh breeze pays homage to us as we walked outside.

The yard is almost empty and there's a faint sound of running water which is probably coming from the naked woman fountain.

I sigh contentiously and sit next to Feed.

He opens the flask and peers inside it.

He smiles at what he saw, fetched a spoon from the bag and starts devouring the meal.

I laugh slightly at this, and for a second, I felt content.

Content with sitting with him..

Content with having his company..

Content with the fact that in as much as he doesn't remember, we are still legally married and nothing can separate us, till death do us part!

Which death tried to do us part once, but failed brutally!

Hah! In your face you slimy excuse for separation called death!

He seems to notice my mood and turns to look at me.

I smile, nervously bowing my head.

‘Is there any problem?’ He ask.

I shake my head in opposition.

He looks at me, looks at his food. Looks at me, look at his food. Shrugs and start eating again.

As everything was about to be totally blissful, we heard a scream..

Fred drops his food on the seat he sat and dashed off without uttering a word.

What could be wrong?

..............


Happy Valentine's Day my bloody amazing lots!!!

First chapter of the sequel!!

What do you think?

Unedited right?

Anyways, hope you enjoyed it...

What was that scream and why did Fred rush out, leaving Kayla and his sumptuous meal without saying a word??

Find out more!! ❤❤

I'm tagging on Ann2012

Happy Valentine's Day bae

An early HAPPY VALENTINE to y'all ❤❤

I hope you celebrate it with goodness!!

Drive safe, Drink safe and choose wisely!


So this is another rollercoaster of emotions from our dearest heroin Kayla. If you liked Till Death Do Us Part, you will certainly love this one!

This is Till Death Do Us Part sequel and if you haven't read the book, you might not understand this one!

So, it's highly advisable that you read TDDUP!

I rant too much Abi?

No vex jare... Just manage me like that❤


The cover is below and the first two chapters are totally unedited. Just incase you see one heavy grammar wey no dey dictionary and you roll your eyes and be like, this girl sef ehn


Anywho's, I intended to update by 12 midnight but today was very hectic and I have to report to work again by 7am.. So, my lords and ladies.. Your servant needs sleep ; -)



Let's begin another race of life after marriage

Constructive criticism is very much allowed!

Thank youus and God/Allah bless y'all hearts❤

198800Mam:
OP WE NID UPDATE 2YRS DON WAKA

I will update but I'm working on another one which I have finished it already.... Releasing chapter one of the sequel on vals day...

You can check it out on my profile

Author's Note


Hello my lovelies..

How are ye 'll doing today??

So val is in two days.. Seems it's going to be a very busy day because I will be at work and probably release the first chapter of TDDUP sequel.

Yes! I've been thinking about a suitable title for the sequel and with the help of few friends, I have come to a final conclusion.

The title will be DEADLY MATRIMONY
sounds good, right?

Anywho's, I haven't seen Khriztarl comment lately... Hope you're good? And what are you getting for that loml of yours cuz I really need to know what I will get for mine *wink*


Have a stress-free day ahead my bloody amazing lot!! ❤❤

Book cover below
*edited version*

Till Death Do Us Part!

Epilogue

~No excerpts.

~No music.

This mainly consists of flashbacks!

Things that happened behind close curtains that was not told in the story.

I need to apologise for lack of good grammar structure, errors and perhaps missuse of words!

Well, I hope I'm forgiven?

Okay, let's do this......

Flashbacks

~~~~❤

‘Let's do this!’

The door to Kayla's matrimonial room flings open and Adanna goes in, with each step slow and noiseless. She looks around the room but doesn't find what she's looking for. She tiptoes further into the room, making sure to not raise suspicion.

‘Okay, this is it!’ She says as she catches sight of the refrigerator.

‘How can she get pregnant? I will see how she will give birth!’ She breathes as she opens the refrigerator. Finding Kayla's favourite fruit juice, she brings it out of the cold place and places it on a nearby stool.

‘That baby will not live! It will be a miracle if you survive this time, Kayla!’ She continues as she pours the poison into the carton that contains the fruit drink.

‘Yes! Done and dusted. Rip to the unborn child and to you Kayla!’ She says and put the carton back to where she got it from.

Checking if there's anything that is misplaced, she tiptoes out of the room and out of the house.

Few weeks later,

Kayla lost the child!

But survived...

~~~~~~~❤

Fred Johnson

Coming back from a business meeting and deciding to shower before he goes back to the office.

Going into the kitchen, he gets a cold small stout from the fridge and drinks.

Taking the can in one hand, he climbs upstairs to his room.

Going into the room, he closes it behind him and locks the door.

‘Oh, god I'm so tired!’ he mutters and then takes off his shirt.

He downs the remaining content into his system and throws the trash into the waste bin close to the bathroom.

He enters the lush bathroom, goes to where the mp3 player is position and turns it on.

Few seconds later, shadows by Childish Gambino is playing through the speakers.

He hums along and turns on the heater.

‘Hot water for a hot day, not bad at all!’ he says as he watch the water rush out. First in cold temperature and then a warm mixture.

After filling the bathtub with the warm liquid and pouring his wife's favourite avocado body wash into the water, he goes to brush his teeth.

‘Did I brush this morning before going out? No, yes. No, yes. Of course i did... Or didn't!’ He shrugs but starts brushing nevertheless.

After few minutes of washing his mouth, he slowly climbs into the warm soapy water.

‘Hmm.... Good...bad thing Kayla isn't here. Well, if she was, she might kill me for using her favourite body wash.. Hehe’ He laughs and relax more into the bath.

Childish Gambino stops playing, rockstar by post Malone comes up.

He feels the music and shakes to its rhythm.

Few minutes after scrubbing and lazying around in the bathtub, he falls asleep.

There's a screeching sound and the door to the bathroom blasts open.

‘Holy shit!’ Someone exclaims.

‘What is it?’ A female voice asks, entering fully into the bathroom.

‘Nice bathroom and a good place to carry out our plans!’ She says while shaking her head and acknowledging everything in the room.

‘I think he's asleep’ The first person says.

‘Good for him, atleast he won't notice his death!’ She says.

They laugh hysterically...

‘Go out and keep watch... I will take care of things here!’

‘Are you sure you can do this all by yourself, ma'am?’

‘Whyever not? I'm good with this, now off with you..’

‘I'm hungry’

‘Take anything you want from the kitchen... Don't have mercy, the might not get to eat anything that is there after today!’

They laugh again...

The man goes out of the room, leaving only the woman and poor Fred.

‘Let's do this, shall we?’ She says as she walks to where Fred lays, sleeping soundly.

She corks the pistol and position it on his forehead.

Fred feels something and slowly opens his eyes.

‘What in the blazing hells....’ he says as he tries to shift away from where he sat.

‘Well, hell's where you will be going to as soon as possible!’ The woman retorted.

Fred tries to get a glimpse of the person pointing a gun to his forehead.

‘Aunt Adanna?’ He asks, getting confused.

‘Well, yes.. It is I, the only wicked and heartless b*tch you will ever get to know...’

‘I don't understand, what's this all about?’

‘Well, I'm practising for a drama school in Poland... What does it look like, you nitwit?’

‘Errr.. I don't understand..’

‘Well, you shouldn't.. The almighty only gave you wisdom to fall in love and also help the nation. Not to understand this kind of situation. What does it look like?’

‘Err.... I'm still blank!’

The woman face palms.

‘Isn't it obvious? You are about to embrace the end of reality!’

‘How?’

‘Just shut up and allow me play the villain here! I'm tired of this sarcasm. And don't you think of dragging this away from me!’ She says as she wields the pistol.

‘Well, I'm not doing anything... You can't even kill me all alone!’

‘Yeah, true that! I can't, but there are people who could!’

‘What do you mean people......’

Before he knew it, the door to the bathroom burst open and four hefty men rushes inside taking position. Two comes to where he is sitting in the bathtub and drags his legs.

‘Boys, be careful. I'm still a woman you know and I don't want to see what my dearest niece has gotten accustomed to for the past year!’

They laugh, making sure not to make his whole body visible.

Thank the almighty for the foam from the body wash. He might have added more than enough.

‘I demand you leave me to be this minute! What is this? Are you trying to embarrass me in my own house, inside my own bathroom?’ He asks as he struggles to free his legs.

‘Well, there's no much pride left now, Fred Johnson! The end of the room has come for you!’ The woman says.

‘Pfftt...scr..let...me goo...’ he struggles to speak as one of the hefty men binds his mouth..

‘Not yet.. I mean, I might ask them to let you go when this goes into your head or any part of your body!’

They laugh again....

‘I told you to leave her, beat her, treat her with such distaste that will send her to an early grave but instead, what did you do? You turned into Shakespeare!’

They laugh...

‘Shakespeare in love, look what it has gotten you into now. Very soon I will waste you and that's the end of you. Kayla might mourn you for two weeks and then resumes back to her normal life.’

She shakes her head and start pacing up and down the whole place.

‘You fell in love, now look where you have fallen. Into your own pit!’

‘Nnrrgg.... Pfftt...you...vlagrad!’ Fred spat.

‘Boys, what is he saying?’

‘I think he's calling you a blaggard’ One of the men dared to say, laughing.

She shot him a look which shut him up immediately.

‘How I wish you listened to me. I know what I want, I know what I was saying but what did you do? You fought me, filed a case against me, made me sleep in prison for two weeks! Haha, you see where your stubbornness has gotten you?’ She thunders.

Fred just watches her, calculating every step and thinking of how to display his manly prowess.

How can he fight two men?

Make it four men!

Because apparently, he will still have to fight the two standing at the door way!

Blimey!

He's trapped!!

He struggles to free his legs that were pressed down by two heavy hands underneath the water. But each struggle seems futile.

‘I'm going to waste you. Kill you off. I'm sure your father won't hesitate to blame the government. Such naive couple!’ She spat.

She corks the gun, after feeling like she has been going in circles with her words.

She sighs....

‘Well, that's it! Rest in peace Frederick Johnson!’

Pim...

Pim...

Fred shifts with all his strength but gets hit by the bullet.

He looks at her with his bloodshot eyes..

‘Untie him, boys. Let's hear his last words!’

The men unties him...

He's breathing heavily, shutting his eyes and suffering in pain.

They all stare at him, watch him die..

‘In your next world, never ever fall in love!’  She screams.

‘Boys, off with you!’

The men scurries out of the room, leaving only her.

She stood there, staring at him.

Gathering all his strength, Fred pushes himself up and made to come out of the bathtub. He falls...

She laughs...

‘Too weak..’ She says, turning to leave.

Fred jolts himself up all of a sudden and made to grab her.

She turns back abruptly before he could get hold of her.

With a whim, she brings out a tiny knife from its sheath and stabs him. He struggles back into the bathtub and collapse with a tud, splashing water everywhere.

‘You are too stubborn for your own good!’

She says and leaves the room.

She goes into the bedroom and begin shattering everything she lays eyes on.

Their wedding frame is situated next to a reading table. She grabs it, lifts it up and smashes it to the ground.

Glass scatters all over...

............

Fred sitting there and breathing heavily, manages to stretch his hand to a telephone that is behind him.

‘Hello, Kay...’ He spits out blood.

‘Fred?...’ Kayla asks.

‘Hun.. Can you come home? I....need...your...’ The telephone drops out his hand and he faints from exhaustion.

He has lost so much blood.

~~~~~~❤

‘We confirmed him dead, how can this be possible?’ Chief doctor Nicholas asked his fellow doctor.

‘Sir, we don't know, but he's breathing!’ Aminat replies.

‘What sort of miracle is this? Oh dear lord!’ The doctor rants on.

‘Bless to the name of Allah!’ Aminat shouts amidst joy and confusion.

The chief doctor drags his palm down his face and shrugs.

‘Well, if that's the case, prep him. We will be transferring him to another ward!’

‘Yessir!’ Aminat says and dashes off.

It was a miracle that the whole hospital has never witnessed.

Frederick Johnson is alive!

Frederick Johnson is alive!

The hospital decided to keep it a secret until they were sure he has fully recovered.


~~~~~❤

Two weeks after the fake burial.

‘Hello Mr Patt Johnson. Yes, can you please come to Audrey's rehabilitation centre? They are things you would like to know....’

Mr Patt later finds out that his son is alive!

He keeps it a secret, hoping he recovers.

Now, the reason why Fred lost his memory was because of the coma he went through. He was in coma for about a month.

It might not make a lot of sense though but that's just how it is......



This is it, hope it's fair enough??

The sequel won't be as long as this one.. I'm going to make it brief but interesting... So, stick with me on the magical ride of romance, heartbreaks, lost of memory and whatnots.. Hehe

Khriztarl:
Sochey this is what millie told us o..
am so sad

Awwww... I'm really very sorry Milli....

I really hope you get a new phone in no time ❤

Here's so quite!!!


Welp, happy New month to y'all!

The month of February which surprisingly can be pronounced as *FearBuhari*

Lol....

Anyways, I don't know what's happening and I haven't fulfilled most of my promises..

Well, nothing is written on stone!!

So, I really hope you all bear with me!

About posting my favourite authors book for you guys... I had a second thought.

So, I'm just going to share the link and I hope you really enjoy it as much as I do... Especially you @Khristarl

https://my.w.tt/NPMf5AAzU3


The cover for the sequel of TDDUP is up!!

I wasn't the one that made this one though because I don't know what's up with my phone.

But, it was made by my most cherished friend Isha.. She's really a nice person...

@isha8040 is her username on wattpad.... So you should probably check out her wonderful books!!


So here ya go!!

Ann2012:
Whew......what a twist
Well done OP, can't love you less

Thank you thank you thank you....

The sequel cover is readyyyyy ❤

Culin:
Phew!!! I finally made it to the end. What a rollercoaster ride. This part brought mixed feeling. Although Kayla went through hell, I'm relieved to find out fred is alive after all.
But I'm sad our dear Kayla is prison bound.

Thumbs up Sochey.

Thank you so much Culin.

Yeah, Kayla went through hell and is probably going go through some more emotional wreck....

I really hope she survives!

Thanks for reading!!

God bless ya heart ❤

Khriztarl:
Owh God why do bad things happen to good people..
millieademi sorry for the loss..
hope you were not harmed though..
i will be anticipating your return..
still love you alot..

What happened??

Till Death Do Us Part!

Excerpt: There are 1000 ways to die and one way to live. Choose peace of mind which is the only way to live!

~Sochey

~Listen to Fall in line by Christiana Aguirella and Demi Lovato for this chapter

There are many other things we should have known! But we choose to know the things that we want to know {Ask sochey for the meaning of this at the end of the chapter, if you are interested, that is!}

Ever since I came into the Johnson's family, I've never be driven by Fred's father's driver. I mean, never ever!

But there's always a first time, isn't it?

Fidgeting with the Samsung s10+ in my hand, I stare at the houses that passes by in swift motion, due to the moving vehicle.

At this moment, I feel very uncomfortable. Million of things are running through my mind.

Is Fred still alive?

Where are we going and what are we going to see there?

If Fred's alive, what will I do?

Slap him?

Hug him?

Kiss him?

Or just walk away!

Ugh, what is going on oh lord god above?

I pray to the only thing that I was thought that lives up there and could answer prayers.

The Benz cls 550 roll pass buildings upon buildings. I watch closely, finding out that there are no commercial building in the area. No type of kiosk or even any petty trade.

I get agitated and suddenly the phone in my hand starts to irritate me. I drop it on the red polish leather seat and sigh deeply.

‘Are you alright, Kay?’ Paula ask.

‘Yeah, just.... Never mind!’ I couldn't bring myself to explain my emotions at that moment.

‘Don't worry, everything will be alright!’ she says, patting my right thigh.

‘I hope so!’ I say, and take her hand in mine.

She squeeze softly and I squeeze back, not so softly.

After what looks like the second coming of Christ, the vehicle finally pulled over.

I jump a little, taking in our surroundings.

There are only bungalow houses and no sight of storey building anywhere.

Bungalow buildings which looks very much expensive and can't be afforded by someone who manages to eat three square meal.

Don't get me wrong. Here in Nigeria, if you are well off, you tend to eat more than three square meals daily. Let's just say four or five because the money is coming in. But when you manage to provide three square meals for your family, you will always find a way to complain.

Do you understand?

No?

Well, no time to explain my random crazy bs again!

We step out if the car, each of us lost in our thoughts.

‘C'mon, let's go in!’ Fred's father's voice boomed.

My mother in-law rounds my side of the car and takes my hand in hers.

We go into the lush building with flowers decorating the four walls. A naked woman fountain stood in the middle of the compound with water dripping from her head to her toe.

People on red and black uniform sits at a corner, discussing. They seem to be learning something very important from a painting.

I look away from the group of people and try my possible best not to look at the naked woman's fountain.

My mother in-law drags me with her to keep up the pace at which her husband is trading on.

We enter the main house and the first thing that comes into view is the smiling face of a very beautiful receptionist. She seems to be missing two sets of teeth in both sides but still looks breathtaking beautiful.

‘Good afternoon to y'all! Welcome to Audrey's rehabilitation centre. It's a good thing you chose Audrey's because there are a lot of other centres around! Thank you and god bless. Now, how may I help you?’

Rehabilitation centre?

All those houses were rehabilitation centres?

How was it possible that I didn't see any sign post?

I look at the cheerful woman again which by now is doing something that Fred's father had told her to.

‘Yes! You are at the right place. Can you take your seats while I look for someone who would attend to you shortly?’ She says, picking up a telephone.

Paula drags me to a seat and I sit down, looking around.

How come a rehabilitation centre looks this nice?

‘Welcome, welcome. It's indeed wonderful to have you here once again Mr Johnson!’ A woman in white uniform says. She doesn't look as pretty as the receptionist but I'm sure she had her sides of charm stashed somewhere.

‘The pleasure is all mine!’ Mr Johnson responds.

‘Oh, Mrs Johnson. This is your first, right? Welcome, welcome... Please follow me!’ She says, as she starts moving into another corridor that leads to a different hall.

Paula who has opened her mouth to reply the woman, closes and opens her mouth like a fish.

We follow the woman nevertheless.

After what looks like trekking into the wilderness with Moses, we finally arrive a different section which I didn't hesitate to read the sign.

‘For patients who cannot remember!’

A shiver ran down my spine at this.

What do they mean by for patients who cannot remember?

We go into a secluded room which is empty.

Only white painted walls and white chairs and a centre table is seen. Everything in the room seems to be all white.

‘Sit, I will call in the patient. Please, you can go through the rules of this place if this is your first time. It will be highly appreciated if you follow the T&Cs’ After saying this and indicating where a set of manuals are kept underneath the centre table, she scurries out of the room.

Paula stands to get the book and I just sit there, contemplating if the patient is my husband.

If he is, what will I do?

How will I react?

After fifteen minutes, the lady comes in, with someone trailing behind her.

On his feet are red sandals..

He's wearing a red trouser..

He's wearing a white T-shirt...

He's tall..

He's eyes is blazing, void and emotionless...

He's face is straight, with his jawline marking out in a seductive manner...

He settles his eyes on the occupants of the room and frowns...

He swallows and made to speak but is cut short by.....

‘Fred...?’ Paula yells, dashing towards this man who looks strikingly familiar.

He seems to stop staring at nothingness but focuses on the woman who is moving towards him is swift velocity with her petite frame trembling uncontrollably.

‘Frederick Johnson!’ Paula thunders again and sweeps him into her arms. He just stood there, straight. Staring at the woman as if he has never seen her before. Looking at her like she will soon be an enemy he will have to fight in another game land.

She rocks him passionately and starts to cry..

I just sit there, looking. Watching as the drama unfolds and not for a second take my eyes away from his face.

He looks different, unshaven! Perhaps even more beautiful than he usually was.

Is this my husband?

Is this Fred Johnson that I have vowed on the alter at the day of our wedding ‘To love and to cherish till Death do us part!’

No, it can't be him!

But... He could be...

Look at that face...

It's more serious than before but looks exactly the same.

Look at those lips...

No, Jesus... No way!!

My thoughts came to an abrupt halt when he looks my way.

His gaze settles on me and for a moment, I thought he smiled. Maybe a half smile, one that doesn't come from the heart but he actually did smile!

Or, am I hallucinating?

But his eyes are still on me. I move uncomfortably and look away. When I look again, He's no longer looking at me but Mr Johnson.

‘I've told you never to come back here again, you this man!’ He booms.

That voice...

That voice....

That voice surely belongs to someone I know..

Someone I've loved, maybe still love..

Mr Johnson shakes his head in disappointment and faces the lady in white robe.

‘I thought you people promised that he will come around. He's not even recovering!’ He says.

‘We are trying our best, sir!’ The lady replies curtly.

He, aka Fred pushes Paula away from him and walks to where his father is seating.

‘What's all this? I've told you and I will tell you again... I don't know you! I've never met you before!’ He shouts.

I flinched a little and cowers.

‘Son...’ Paula whispers which is more audible than the actual whisper.

Fred turns to look at her..

‘Who's your son? What are you people doing here?’ Paula breaks down and starts to cry.

‘Can you imagine this people. Coming here to say that I'm their son. People of this wicked world!’ He's talking to me.

He's talking to me!

Oh holy Mary, pray for us just like we pray for all sinners!

‘I know you are not among them, are you?’ He's still talking to me!

Forgive me all my sins as I have forgiven those who sinned against me!

He comes to where I sat and bends to eye level with me.

‘You know, my parents died when I was seven. I was raised by a farmer who cherished me more than life. I grew up fighting for myself and here I am, working in this hospital!’ He smiles, watching me closely.

I swallowed my tongue!

Blimey!!

Life's ruthless!

Holy Mary help us to understand the meaning of life and help me to be like you..  I mean, apart from the virgin part, of course!

‘What's your name?’ he asks.

‘K...err..mmrph..’ I stammer, not sure of what to say or I might have forgotten my own name!

‘Hmm.. Okay, that's a start! Everyone says I'm irresistible, do you think so too?’ He continues.

I nod, not sure why I was nodding...

Maybe because he's right about that!

‘Well, that's it! Take this people out of here or I might just loose my temper!’ He booms again, standing up.

‘Fred.. It's me your mother... Son, please.. Don't do this to us!’ Paula cries.

Fred sighs and walks out of the room....






[b]Phew!!

This is one of my most cherished chapters. Writing this wasn't as easy as others but, I pulled through!

So, good news and bad news!

Good~ Fred's alive!

Bad~ He doesn't even remember his parents... Even Kayla..

What do you think happened to him though? Why the lose of memory?

So, this book is officially over!!

Don't panic, there's a sequel!

Which I will be posting soon but on another entirely different thread!

I'm going to be writing the Epilogue after this and will be starting the sequel later on.

Let me give you a hint on how the sequel will go..

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Kayla will fight to win her husband back and try to make him remember his people.

She's not alone in this mission. Kristy and Kate will back her up because they will be done with school by then.

Fred will only see Kayla as a friend and think she's just beautiful for her own good.

Kayla finally decides to stop trying to help him remember but to build another life with him.

Both of them will become friends and would learn each others flaws.

After a while, Fred recovers!

When they are about to live their happily ever after, Kayla appears pregnant with a child and the police comes knocking.

Kayla is charged with the case of murder of her late aunt and is sentenced to prison.

Fred pleads with the court to at least let her give birth to his child. Due to Fred's respectable position in the country, Kayla is allowed to carry her pregnancy and give birth after nine months with additional five months of breastfeeding.

Now, will Kayla spend the rest of her life in prison and probably die by hanging?

Or will justice prevail?

Title of the sequel

Death's wish!

Thank y'all for your helpful quotes and comments since I started this project!

I can't love y'all less ❤

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naomishmuel:
This is an amazing story!
I just hope Fred is alive

I hope so too.. Thanks for reading XD

Ann2012:
I just wish Fred is alive and the whole death saga was a lie

Thanks for the update

Yeah, I wish same too...