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Chapter 15

ISOKEN'S POV



As soon as I woke up the next day, I felt more drained than I had in a while maybe it was because it was my fault ibukun was going to be sent to her grandmother's house or the fact that I failed all together, I had promised to help her, but I did nothing. I only screwd things up. I made her mother push her away. it reminded me of my past, memories flushing through my mind yet again.

Or maybe it was because I couldn't get my mind off Dideolu. He was beginning to have an effect on me, I could barely stick to one thought at a time, each time I remembered the previous night and how Dideolu towered over me like a predator ready to pounce on its prey. as much as I found it difficult to trust men, I just couldn't help but feel a thing for him.
I chuckled when I remembered when he told me I made him feel old by referring to him as 'mr'.

I grabbed my towel that hung on the bathroom door, in no time I made my way into the bathroom had my bath and made my out almost immediately.

I dried myself up, put on my dress and applied some makeup.

Got my hand bag and left for natasha's shop.


I had just gotten down from the bike when my phone vibrated in my bag, the ring tone increasing its sound as I fetched for it.

" Good morning ma", I said with a shaky voice, knowing for a fact I was in trouble,I caught a movement through the corner of my eye and turned around to see Natasha standing with her hands on her waist. I smiled at her and returned my attention back to the conversation I was having on phone.

" okay ma... I'll be on my way", I cut the call "I need to go Tasha.. I'll be back soon"..

I flagged down a bike coming from the left side of the road and got on it.

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



" Am highly disappointed in you miss spoken", she said, her eyes blazing with fury, making me look away, my body became tense and stiffened as I sat across her, a table demcating both of us.

" It was non of your concern", her high nasal voice pierced through my ears setting my teeth on edge.

"I was only trying to help-", I argued, trying as much as possible to mâke her see reasons to my actions.

"I do not care, it's still none of your business".

I was angry at the way she screamed, she was acting so uncivilized to say the least, I tapped my foot on the tiled floor in anger.

How could everyone around me not see reasons I had to step in to this situation?.

This man was hurting his step child and I sprung to her rescue.

God dam.n it.

"You really don't know how the school business works"

"am sorry"

"just stop talking", she snapped wiggling her finger at me, "this" she said looking around her office, " is a family business, and I would not let an idiot like you destroy what my brother had molded into something big",

she shook clenching and unclenching her fists.

God that woman has some anger issues.

" There are ways you could have handled this... Not going to Mrs Badmus' house to teach her how to handle her family..it wasn't your call, but you are just too foolish to know how things are done"

Okay that was it.

I pushed the chair I sat on making it screech before standing up.

She looked at me her eyes narrowing," am not done talking to you" she screamed.

"I think we are done here Mrs akinlaja", I pulled the door without looking back. I was done!
Done working for a pain in the ass.

It was one thing to scream at your employees, but calling them names was uncalled for.

Well that was not the first time she would refer to a teacher that way,it wouldn't be her last either.

But it would be the last time she'd ever talk to me in that manner........

Chapter 14




ISOKEN'S POV



Have you ever done something without thinking it through and now you regret it especially when you know you put someone in trouble in the process of your actions.

That was how I felt when I read ibukun's text message. I redialled her number hoping this time it would go through. but it gave me the same reply over and over again.

Her line was switched off.

"I shouldn't have confronted that witch", I said holding on tightly to my phone, pacing around my living room.

All I wanted was to help the poor girl, but her slowpoke of a mother still couldn't see how her daughter get hurt constantly by this man.

I was interrupted when my phone vibrated in my Palm, I looked at the screen and answered it. "hi", he spoke.

"Good evening", I said in a low voice.

"are you okay, you sound weak or something", concern obvious in his tone..

" Am fine"

"okay...Uhm ... I need to see you. Would you come over to my place, I'll just send the adress-"

"no, ill prefer you come to mine... You know my place already now?"

There was an uncomfortable silence at the other end before he finally agreed to come.

I collapsed on the couch, staring right at the ceiling, I later turned my attention on the television, I watched intently as a serial kept stabbing his victim, I cringed at the sight of blood gushing out from her neck even though it wasn't real.

I jumped when I heard a knock on the door "who is it?"

"dideolu", I sighed and got the door. He smiled down at me, his bronze eyes staring at me intently, but his smile faded almost immediately as he took in my appearance, he made to touch my face but I just stepped aside, gesturing for him to come on in.

He looked around my living room and stared right back at me. He looked really nice today and not he hadn't always look good anyway. It was just different this evening.


The visit lifted my mood a bit. at least I was able to relax and get my mind off ibukun.

He got up to leave while I took my phone to check the time .

9pm.

"it's late already ooo, are you sure it's safe".

An amused smile danced on his lips, wow! I never even knew It would ever come to the day I would ever see him smile at me this much. " You care about me after all".

"I care about everyone".

He waved his hands non chanlantly , "okay.. okay so when am I going to see you again", he stopped at the door and turned to look at me, ogling over my body. I became aware of my short skirt as his eyes fully rest on my exposed thighs, he licked lips and looked into my eyes again while I tried pulling down the skirt, which wasn't making a difference anyway.

" You are always adjusting your clothes,"

I shrugged and looked away , "maybe because you stares are always too intense", I replied trying so much not to meet his gaze. That guy knew how to make a woman feel hot and uncomfortable all at the same time, just by staring.

He leaned closer than normal, lifting my face while he put one of his hands on the door frame, trapping me, our faces were barely apart as his eyes graze over my face, I took that opportunity to omstudy his face too, he some chicken spots on his fore head and the bridge of his nose and I swear it made even look even more cute. I know it's weird but it looked good.

He took his hand away from my chin and rested his palm at the small of my back while he pulled me even closer.

I shut my eyes expecting his lips to envelope mine but nothing happened.

I couldn't stand the silence anymore so I slowly opened my eyes only to find him staring at me.

"I'll see you some other time spoken", he said pulling away from me. "And just so you know, am always here if you need anything. You look like a mess".

I frowned at the comment he made, "I only need to rest, nothing to worry about", I paused " I'll see you around Mr Dideolu-"

"please stop calling me Mr, it makes me feel old".

"uhmm....sorry", I inhaled sharply and forced a smile, before he walked to his car.

He pulled down the window,"good night", he said offering me the most sincere smile ever before reversing out of the compound.

Guys am really sorry, have been having writer's block.

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xaviercasmir:
Some women does not deserve to be associated with the word "MOTHER". Mrs badmus' selfishness is just too big.
i am watching to see how the drama will unfold.
Nice work and more grease to your elbow. MORE UPDATE PLS

MOre updates tomorrow

Sorry guys, I won't be making any updates this night. Tomorrow will be awesome.

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Continuation.....


ISOKEN'S POV


I was about to slide out of his car when he grabbed my arm.

Well thank goodness , he wasn't holding me around the waist this time.

I sighed, turned and faced him squarely, giving him a questioning stare.

I faced the window when I realised he wouldn't break his intesense gaze. He let out an heavy sigh.

" Just so you know.. that girl you saw used to be a friend"

"never mind, it's not my concern", I frowned.

"its obvious you are angry, possibly jealous. She used to be an old friend it's nothing, I never knew she owned the restaurant"

"and you brought me here, did you even see the way she looked at me"

"like I said isoken, I never knew she owned the place. She's a friend".

"yea a friend you probably sleep with".

"jeez! why are you trying to start a fight , I don't even know why you are this angry, we are not even dating. this dinner is just a way of telling you how sorry I am", he snapped. without saying another word, I got down from his car .





Chapter 13



ISOKEN'S POV


It was a usual cold day of late December, the sun shone brightly as I breath in the dry cold air. This was one of the reasons I don't like the harmattan period. It always made me feel sick.

The school was on break already, but I still had an unfinished business, ibukun had called me to earlier. All she did was cry , she couldn't utter a word and I knew what that mean't.

I walked along my street towards the junction where I could get a bike, my hands were shoved in the pockets of my big jeans jacket.

I was lucky to get a bike quick enough without waiting for so long.

My mind drifted back to ibukun, and that annoying woman who couldn't even protect her child from getting violated.

Poor girl!

I wasn't exactly sure of what Mrs Badmus reactions would be, but I just had to tell her. My only hope is that she would do something about it.

As soon as I got down from the bike, I paid the bike man and proceeded to knock The gate. It was opened almost immediately by the gate man who greeted me excitedly.

I smiled in return, walking towards the door, I was about knock when the door swung open.

"isoken!", Mr Badmus grinned at me as I made my way into the sitting room, I eyed him and cringe mentally.

The hatred I have for the man was superb, but he cared less, he was not only raping Poor ibukun but he asked me out too.

Such a dog right?

"I need to see your wife sir". He winked at me before walking away not uttering a word.

Mrs Badmus came around, after a short while.

"miss isoken ... I got your message".

"I wanted to talk to you about ibukun", I said going straight to the point. " Your husband has been raping your daughter".

I saw the anger flash through her eyes, "I beg your pardon", she stood up from where she sat, glaring at me."where's this coming from?" she questioned.

"ibukun told me.. I just think the best thing is to report this issue to the police".

"are you trying to teach me how to handle my family Ehn...., please leave", she growled .

Of course I was expecting that.

I stood up, almost walking through the door when I stopped, shut the door and turn to face her, she glared at me from afar.

" You are not a mother".

Her eyes widened when I said those words, " what did you say?".

"You are not a mother", I said " people like you don't deserve such a sweet child like ibukun".

"leave my house", she screamed.

"yea.. I'll leave but not until am done talking", I nodded my head, sounding so harsh, but at this point I could care less.

"I don't know why you would neglect your daugjhther and not even care if she is raped constantly by her step father. But am not so surprised , a gold -digger like you wouldn't really Care, after all he has the money and you'd rather stay and let your daughter get hurt than to flee this God-forsaken marriage and save ibukun".

How much I loved the expression on her face, it was a mixture of anger and frustration.

I left the apartment as soon as I finished talking, it was possible the principal would call me and tell me not to bother resuming my work by January, but I didn't care. I felt the burden lift off my shoulders when I was done talking.

Twenty minutes later, I made my way into my apartment, took my sandals off, peeled off my jacket, then finally slumped on the couch.....

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Chapter 12


ISOKEN'S POV



I looked up and frowned at Natasha, I was still mad at her. although it was not completely all her fault, but as far as I was concerned she knew I did not really like Lara yet she invited her over to my place.

To make matters worse Lara brought my ex to my apartment.

"isoken. I never knew she would bring David here now...I ...I thought she was coming alone", Natasha begged.

"it's alright,I just want to be left alone....please".

She walked out of the room immediately I said that. I dug my face into the pillow and screamed , things were becoming so complicated for me to handle.

Now that David knew where I stay, he wouldn't let me have a peaceful life.

I turned around on the bed and I lay my back when I heard the buzz coming from my phone. I tapped it and a message popped up on the screen. I smiled when I saw who it was.

Mr Dideolu!

As much as I disliked him, I still felt something really strange for him, it was unexplainable .

"so he hasn't forgotten me afterall", I said loudly. I chuckled when I read the content of the message it read : cute teddy I really need to see you, please just here me out.

Wow ! He called me cute teddy.

I smiled and replied him for the first time in some weeks.



Later that day......


I fold my arms on my chest as I felt the full torture of the air conditioning system. 'i shouldn't have worn this',I thought. The dress barely covered my shoulders, although it accentuated my skin colour but I still regret wearing it.

Mr Dideolu looked up at me, which forced me to start a conversation.

"the last time we were here turned out bad", I looked at him squarely.

" You chose this place. That's not my fault", he maintained his gaze.

"yea, blame me....so why did you want to see me?", I threw my hands up and rolled my eyes, I wasn't much of a drama queen, but I was still a bit angry with him.

"I felt bad about the things I said to you", he paused "I just want to make it up to you.

I raised my brows, pointing at the untouched food before me, " you call this making it up to me?"

"come on, what else would you have me do. I have apologised to you already".

"yea.. on phone. It's different", I frowned " I want you to say it to my face".

I leaned back on the chair waiting for him to tell me how wrong he was, he didn't. he just smirked at me.

Infuriated, I stood up making to leave when he suddenly grabbed me.

I froze.

Of all parts of my body, he went for my waist.

I felt light, but I couldn't show him how much effect his touch had on me, I turned around and gave him a deadly glare which made him remove his hands quickly.

Good.

"please sit", he gestured towards where I Sat earlier.

"no I won't"

" We could go somewhere else, if you don't like this place"

"I don't want somewhere else, I just want you to aplogise...that's all".

A smile spread across his face, " am sorry ", he said " am sorry for being a jerk", his voice cracked as he spoke. I didn't even know what to say. On impulse I stood up, still looking at him.

"don't tell me you are still going leave me here", I gave him an assuring smile and mouthed "no". His tensed face relaxed a bit .

I walked towards one of the waiter to ask for the direction to the rest room.

By the time I go out of the door leading to where I sat, I saw a lady talking to Mr Dideolu.

There was something about her that really disturbed me, she looked absolutely gorgeous. she wore a body hugging red dress on her voluptuous body. she was the type of woman most men would find irrestible.

She kept playing with her braided hair, each time twirling the ends of her hair around her finger, she laughed and nudged his shoulder, that lady knew how to flirt with a man.

She leaned in to him and said something in his ear, as she finally sat down.

Gosh!

On my seat.

Despite the fact that we weren't dating, I felt really annoyed at Mr dideolu, and jealous at the same time.

I pinched my lips together as I made my way towards them, the lady in red looked up at me with disgust,she hated me. I didn't need an explanation from anyone. Her face showed so much disdain and right at that moment I felt like a lesser human.

She glanced back at Mr Dideolu, leaned in and put à card in his palm before finally walking away.

I looked at him and narrowed my eyes.

There's something about this restaurant that wouldn't just stop making us fight at the end of a date.

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Chapter 11



DIDEOLU'S POV


I looked at my dad as he kept insulting the man of God preaching on the tv, what right did he have to talk about other people's way of life.

Each time he said one insulting word, I would shrug, even though it was really annoying seeing my dad talk that way about a man who he hasn't even met before.

I was angry, and any moment I knew I would likely say something that would annoy him. This man was the reason my mom was unable to have other children asides me, he lived a complete wayward life during the early stage of their marriage.

I still remember how my mom screamed at him and blamed him for contracting a disease back then I was barely fourteen I didn't know what STD meant. It was when I grew up I understood mom better. He became sterile because he couldn't keep his tool in his pants .

Despite the fact that i wouldn't consider myself as a Christian, I only go to church every 31st of December. I hate speaking ill of a paator, they live their life and I'll live mine, but I was not stupid enough to keep having sex with every woman without a condom.

My dad was not in any position to talk about someone.

He shouted and pointed at the screen, "can you imagine....this so called me of God are fake"..

"yea", I said in a bored tone, not noticing how I reacted, he continued insulting the man untill I couldn't take anymore.....

"dad ... Look .. You don't even know a thing about this man", my dad scoffed and shook his head.

"I don't need to know him personally before knowing what he truly stands for..... It's obvious he's a scam now", he pointed yet again at the tv.

I was irritated.

" You are not better than this man...",I blurted out before I could even process my thought. The anger within me had already taken over.

The sacarstic smile he had on his face while he looked at the tv faded, he turned and looked at me.

" Are you calling me an hypocrite".


"I never said that", I countered.

My dad rose to his feet and walked out of the sitting room, few seconds later my mom rushed out of the kitchen.

"what did you say to your father?".

it had always amazed me how my dad had so much effect on my mom. Even when he had wronged her several times.

" Was there something he claimed ... I did?"

"how can you talk to your father that way", my mom replied, ignoring my question, she glared at me and I swear,this was the first time she ever looked at me with so much anger but i didn't care. They both needed the truth.

"mom...he needed to know he can't just keep this annoying moral standards that he doesn't even have. Not everyone would be you mom, who hates telling that man the truth" , I pointed towards my mom, I needed to pass a message, she just has to stop been this man's toy." You just keep doing what he tells you..after.....after everything he's done to you in the past-".

She suddenly cut me off with a thunderous slap.

"How dare you speak to me that way..... I am your mother".

I touched my cheek and kept my cool, I took my car keys on the glass table and stormed out of my parents apartment. I slide into my car and ignited the engine.


This wasn't how I pictured my evening........





ISOKEN'S POV



"Do you even have time for yourself this days....all you do is trying to help others", Natasha said in a serious tone.

I was computing the next lecture for ongoing. I had finally decided I was going to speak to her mom, which I did.

I told her about how ibukun was drifting from her studies and needed a tutor. I needed to protect her, and I'll do anything.

I took it upon myself to tutor her at the end of school lectures, at least for the time being, it should keep her from her step father. We usually finished the lectures when am sure her mother would be home already, this was the best idea I could come up with for now.

I threw Natasha a glance and shrugged.

"Tasha ...... She needs me", I argued.

" what ever you are doing won't stop the man....just report him to the police, simple. Let them do their job"

"I can't tell the police..... The girl is too scared of her mom", I said.

"who cares....it's not your job to prevent rape abeg. Besides tutoring her late in the day won't stop the man. Can't he just go to her room at night and do whatever he does?".

"tasha.... It's okay jor", with that I stood up, packed my books, head to my room to continue with what I was doing.

'she wouldn't just mind her business', I thought.

I hissed when I saw her walk into my room after few minutes,

"isoken, Lara is here......with...ehmm...", Natasha stammered.

" with who now?"

"just come, you'll see". I got up from the bed and I followed my friend into the sitting room. I stiffened when I saw who it was, I glared at lara and looked at the other person standing before me.

" what are you doing here?"

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chapter 10



ISOKEN's POV



ibukun popped her head into the staff room while she hid her body behind the door, I smiled and motioned for her to come in, she took one of the stools at the corner of the staff room as soon as she came in.

" how are you ?".

her eye brow squeezed together, it was obvious she was trying to hide her emotions.

" Am fine ma", nonsense! if she was fine she wouldn't be in the staff room .

she kept curling and straightening her fists while she spoke. I slid my chair to her.

'what was she not telling me', I wondered.

" You are not, ibukun..your eyes are swollen, so please talk ,..what is wrong?".

" My step-dad ... he.. he keeps hurting me.... Ma", her lips trembled as she spoke , a thick vein showed on her forehead looking like it could pop if she cried too much.

"hurting you ? how?..."

"he comes into my room...every... time".

A sudden coldness hit me, now I knew what hurting her meant. Even though I could understand what she was saying, it was just too difficult to process.

"oh my god! .... ibukun..., why haven't you told anyone"

I shut my eyes and blew out what felt like all the oxygen in my lungs before opening them again.

"you cannot tell my mom, miss isoken. she'll be mad at me if she finds out I told someonelse about it", she clutched my hands as the thick sweat on forehead now slid down her face.

" she knows?" I gasped, " I won't tell her", I said when I realised she didn't really wanted me to talk to her mom about it.

wow!

Different thoughts flowed freely in my over active head.

I just had to help this girl, no matter what.
" ibukun, I'll help you out. I promise".......


later in the evening........

As soon as I got home from work, my friend Natasha called to inform me she was coming over. I quickly dropped the food stuffs in the kitchen and head to the bathroom.

Few minutes later I heard a loud knock on my door making rush for it, before the person behind it could knock further..

"babe, how You dey?", Natasha greeted me.

"I Dey oo.. this one you carry load for hand, I taunted her which made her narrow her gaze.

" Am spending the night here and am seriously starving" she walked towards the wall and flicked the light on.

she dropped her bag and jumped on the couch, " this thing needs to be changed oo, she said pressing the couch. I slapped the back of her head playfully making her turn around to growl at me.

This were one of the reason why I loved her, there was never a dull moment with her.

I returned to the kitchen and prepared my favourite meal, eba with ogbono soup.

Natasha beamed at me as she saw me walk out of the kitchen with two plates, she dropped the remote control on the couch and rushed towards me, she took one of the plates from me and settled on the couch.

After we finished our food we both took the plates back to the kitchen.

I stood near the sink while Natasha washed and rinsed the plates .

Everything ibukun had told me earlier today kept running through my mind.

I just needed to help the poor girl, no matter what it'll take. How could someone who was supposed to be a guardian, father figure continously hurt you. A father was supposed to be protector and a provider, not a child molester.

I bit my lips and heaved loudly, my train of thought was interrupted when I felt Natasha nudge me with her elbow.

"why were you frowning?", she asked.

"was I ?", I raised my brows.

" Yes you were.... and don't even pretend like you don't understand me... so what were you thinkin?"........