NEW STORY : Adventures of a Street Girl – Season 1 Episode 21

Done with breakfast I was ready for the day,
ready to face it. I didn’t see Michael but I did
see Stephen, we spoke for a while cos I felt
we haven’t had the time to talk. I also had a
chat with Nancy. She’s such a wonderful girl,
very wise too. And I think she likes Stephen.

Hmm I’m sensing some young love here cos I think Stephen likes her too. Anyway with that
by the way, I am right now standing in my
destroyed bedroom that has bullet holes in
almost every furniture, The bed is destroyed,
the windows are gone, drapes have holes in
them, wardrobe is damaged, in fact everything
in the room is destroyed.

The interior designer is here a cute dark lady,
average in height . She’s like taking a walk
around my bedroom trying to see what she
can do; she hasn’t even asked me how I want
the room to be like. I wonder why. I mean its
my room right, she should ask me how I want
it to be. So I decided to ask.

“hey, ahhhh excuse me” She stopped walking
and turned around to face me, she was at the
other side of the room by the window.

“Do you mind knowing how I think I want my
room to look like?”
 she had on a confused look, like she didn’t know I was in the room or she didn’t understand what I was talking
about. So I just stood there staring at her.
She looked passed my shoulders and
immediately had on this radiant smile like her
lover of 10 years had just arrived, hmm
strange. I looked over my shoulder to know
who she was looking at. And guess what, it
was Michael, my Michael. She had googly

 

eyes for my Michael? My very own Michael, Is
she insane? No I have to put her in her place.

Turning fully to face Michael, I walked over to
him giving him my innocent, sweet smile. He
looked at my mouth, then looked at my eyes
and smiled. I was a few feet away from him
and I guess he was eager to hold me cos he
took a hold of my right hand and pulled me
to him. I hit him right on his chest, placing
my other hand on his shoulder. His other
hand went to the back of my neck and he
bent his head to give me a kiss, a hot sweet
kiss that lasted for a few seconds.

Then lifting his head he said,
“hi” I smiled at him and replied
“hi”.
“Sorry we didn’t get to have breakfast this
morning, I had some work to do at the office,
and I heard you had a hangover, but you look
ok now”

Shrugging my shoulder I said, “yeah I had a hangover but the girls took care of me so you
don’t have to apologise. I also had a chat
with Stephen and Nancy I think they both like
each other.”
“Like each other? Are they not too young for
that?”

I raised an eyebrow at him, “young, did you
say young? Babe Nancy is thirteen and
Stephen is sixteen, they aint young. All we
have to do is watch them closely, and talk to
them about their sexuality, you know, like no
s-x before marriage”
 after I was done talking,
Michael busted out laughing; I had no idea
why he was laughing. What I said wasn’t
funny at all. So folding my arms on my chest
I glared at him and asked,
“Why are you laughing, what’s funny?”
“Babe, this is the 21st century, do you think
youngsters wait to be married before they
have s-x?”

I rolled my eyes then rolled them back, “they
should, Gods word says, our body is a
temple, we should keep it holy and clean for
God. He created us so it’s appropriate for us
to worship him in spirit and in truth, obeying
his word and his commandments. And one of
them says we are to stay away from
fornication, its somewhere in the bible can’t
remember sha”
“Yes Fola I know that, but some people don’t
agree with it, they want to do what the world
is doing”
“Well….they are not those people, so it’s our
job to help them see the right way and do the
right thing, we play our part and leave the
rest for God. So let’s allow them to date
that’s if they want to, but we’ll keep an eye
on them”

Nodding his head he sighed and said “ok
Fola, we’ll do that”

We heard someone clear their throat, I turned
around in Michael’s arms to face the lady,
and she looked a bit upset, I had forgotten
she was in the room with us sef
“Sorry ahhh, Mr. Smith. Is this your wife?”
“No Jessica, she isn’t my wife, she’s my
girlfriend”
 hm , why does she want to know if
I’m Michael’s wife……strange. She looked a bit
relieved when Michael said I’m his girlfriend
and not his wife, hm I hope this girl doesn’t
have eyes for my man or else I’ll scratch her
eyes out.

“Oh, ok I thought you two were married cos you were talking about watching over some
kids”
 she shook her head like she was
confused but no longer confused. Then she
turned around again to take a look at my
room, I looked up at Michael, he had a frown
on his face, guess he wasn’t comfortable
either with her questions.
……………..FOLA ………………FOLA………………
2 weeks later

Two weeks had gone and no word from my
mother. The house was peaceful and calm,
Nancy was more active and vibrant, and she
was getting closer to Stephen. They did
almost everything together. Which was nice
Cos I knew she will be well taken care of by
him. Michael decided to put her in the same
school as Stephen he felt Stephen will be able
to protect her there. She can’t speak but she
can hear, so we didn’t think it’ll be difficult
for her.

School is on break now anyway, but they’ll
be resuming in a month’s time. That’s when
Nancy will start school. Hopefully by then the
wahala about my mother will be over.

The fixing of my room hasn’t been completed
yet. It is supposed to be but it isn’t, I feel like
the lady is slowing down on purpose, like she
doesn’t want the job to be completed, like she
doesn’t want to leave. It’s a bit creepy.
Anyway, earlier today the lady came back and
said she needed to look at my room again to
make sure everything is going as planned.

She stayed in my room for a bit, I left her
there cos I had decided to stay in the garden
for a bit, you know to just sit out and enjoy
the weather. It’s neither warm nor cold, it’s
just perfect, so I didn’t know when she had
gone or if she had gone, I wasn’t concerned
anyway.

Michael went to his office in town and Gibson
is with him, Bello is somewhere around the
house probably guarding it and I think Ada is
in the kitchen. Becky decided not to come
today. She’s at the office with Michael, and
Stephen and Nancy are in the living room
watching a movie.

I’ve been in the garden for about 30 minutes
and now I am tired so I’ve decided to go up
to Ada’s room to take a nap. Ada has been
very accommodating, she hardly complained
about me sharing her room with her and I’m
glad she feels that way. It would have been
bad for me if she wasn’t comfortable with me
staying with her.

Getting up from my sit in the garden I walked
into the house, passed the hall way into the
living room. There I saw Stephen and Nancy
watching a movie it looked like an action
movie or so. I smiled at them even If they
didn’t see me and walked up the stairs to
Ada’s room. I walked past the rooms in the
hall and got to Ada’s room. As I got to Ada’s
room I remembered Michael asking me how I
wanted my room to look like. Whether like
before or if I had something else in mind. And
I did. I mean I didn’t want to have the old
room back, the one my mum destroyed,
brings back bad memories. So I told him that
I wanted a new design. He agreed to it which
is good, but It wasn’t going to be princessy
or gothic it was going to be matured, with
good, strong, amazing colors to go with it.

After we were done discussing how I wanted
my room to look like Michael and I walked
downstairs, there he told me he had to go to
the office that he had some work to do. So I
kissed him goodbye, he winked at me and left,
leaving me with the maids, Stephen, Nancy
and Ada.

I got into Ada’s room, closed the door, and
immediately felt something was wrong. Like
something was not right. Didn’t know what it
was and it was a bit scary. Standing in the
middle of the room, I looked around. What is
making this room look so creepy to me? What
is making it feel wrong to me at this
moment?. I turned around taking a look.

Then I walked to the window. Looking out, I
saw Bello standing guard looking around for
any intruder, he wasn’t the only one, some of Michael’s men were around and they were playing bodyguards too. So I don’t think my
mother will be stupid enough to come into the
compound and into the house to attack any
of us.

But still I needed to find out what was making
me feel uncomfortable in this room. In Ada’s
room, God I hope it’s just my imagination. I
heard someone clap, I turned my head to the
side, then I heard,
“ Fola, Fola, the one and only Fola,” I spun
around at the voice, and to my surprise the
lady that is in charge of designing my room
walked out of the bathroom. Oh my God she
was hiding in the bathroom. She’s the reason
why I have been having this bad feeling. What
is she doing here? Why is she here? Is she
even supposed to be here?

“What are you doing here?” I asked… “ Is this
where you’re supposed to be working? This
isn’t my room, hope you know that. You’re in
the wrong room”

“Yes, I know I’m in the wrong room, I’m here
for you” she said nonchalantly
She was walking towards me while she spoke
and I really didn’t like the way she did it. She
had on a menacing smile, it made her look
like a she devil on a mission to kill her prey.
So I took a step back away from her, and
started to plan on how I was going to escape
and run for my dear life.

But then she did something even scarier, she
brought out a knife from the back of her
waist. This time I took two quick steps back
hitting the small table behind me. Oh my God
she has a knife, she wants to use that knife to
hurt me. ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, what
do I do? She stood in front of me; she was a
few feet away from me, knife in her hand, look
of disdain on her face.

“ I have no idea what Michael sees in you,
you’re just trash, you’ve lived on the streets for 8 years and suddenly he picks you up and takes care of you just like that, tell me did
you use any charm on him? Ehn, did you?”
I shook my head confused at what she was
saying; I mean how is that any of her
business? Why is she so concerned about I
and Michael, and how dare she call him
Michael, Michael is her boss, she is meant to
call him Mr. smith and not Michael, this lady
is crazy, I had to shut her down, and escape,
so I said,
[B]“ first of all”…..
 I raised a finger at her, “ why
are you calling my Michael, Michael and not
Mr. smith and second…..
lifting a second
finger I continued to speak, “ why do you care about how I and Michael met, its none of your
business—
-I stumped my foot on the floor, it
made a loud thump then I continued to
speak, “your business in this house is to fix my room, nothing more, so I will advice that
you leave this room with your knife right this
very minute or I swear I will scream bloody
murder, every window in this room will
explode—I stumped my foot on the ground
again. I did this hoping someone from
downstairs will hear and probably be smart
enough to come up and check. Hopefully it
will be Stephen or Bello,

Still going on with my ranting I said, “And
you might probably have a hemorrhage”.

All this was said with an angry glare, I was really
pissed off. I mean who does she think she is,
coming here with a knife to hurt me.
She frowned at me cos she had no idea what I
was talking about, with the hemorrhage and
all that she might think I’m one super smart
genius. But that’s not true I just read a lot
that’s all.
Pointing at me with the knife in her hand,
hatred written all over her face she said,
“Listen to me you twat, I came here to take
care of you myself, seeing as your mother
doesn’t have the balls to do so. I’m doing her
a favor, you have caused so much misery and
pain for her, and you don’t deserve to breathe
so I’ll be bringing your heart wrapped up in a
cute blue gift wrap just for her, and trust me
she will thank me for it”

Then she took a step towards me, hand
raised, ready to kill……. ohmygod, is this how I
will die?.
………………FOLA………….FOLA……………FOLA……….

Nancy Sitting with Stephen in the living room
watching a movie felt amazing. The first time
I saw him, he looked larger than life. He’s
sixteen but looks eighteen, tall and built just
like his brother, but his brother is taller and
bigger. But seriously, Stephen is really hot.
Since I got here, I’ve been able to chat with
him alone, and we are always together. This
is because I feel safe and happy when I’m
with him….it’s an amazing feeling. I know
nothing about love because I’m just thirteen
years old, but I’m sure that what I feel for
Stephen isn’t just a young girl’s crush but
pure love. With what I’ve been through, the
accident, losing my parents and not being
able to speak, I’ve felt so alone. I was an only
child, so I had no siblings. My parents once
told me that their parents never wanted them,
something to do with them not being in
agreement with the relationship between my
mother and father. But my parents really
loved each other, so they went ahead and got
married without their parents consent. And
because of this my parents and the whole of
their family disowned them. They said they
were no longer welcome into their home.

Even when I was born, they refused to come and
see me or them. So I know nothing about my
grandparents or any of my relations.
Anyway, the bad experiences I’ve been
through led me to this amazing family and
I’m glad to be called their own. But to be
honest I hate the way Fola’s mother is
treating her. Like she’s some unwanted
human being, I really don’t understand why
she hates her so much. Fola is really sweet
and kind, sometimes goofy but smart even if
she didn’t have the opportunity to finish
school; she still has some brain in that head
of hers.
So here I am sitting with Stephen enjoying a
movie, the movie is interesting. Its action
packed but funny at the same time. While
watching the movie I felt someone behind us,
I turned around on the couch to see who it
was. And it was Fola, climbing up the stairs;
she was almost at the top. I smiled just
because I felt like it, seeing her or knowing
she is around makes me happy, makes me
know she is safe and that she is not in any
form of danger.

I turned back around to watch the movie, a
few minutes later. It ended. I looked at
Stephen and smiled at him; he looked at me
too and smiled back. Then he said,
“That was awesome”. I nodded my head at
him and smiled. He continued to smile back
at me.

Suddenly we heard a loud thump from
upstairs, Michael turned around to look,
“Did you hear that?” he looked at me, I
nodded my head.

“Did you see anyone go upstairs while we
were watching the movie?”
 he looked back at
me and I nodded my head telling him yes.

“Hmm, guess someone is doing something
upstairs”

“Thump!”.. came the loud noise again. Ok that’s creepy; I thought to myself what’s that
noise, what’s going on upstairs. I hope Fola
is ok. I was a bit concerned, so I got up from
the couch and climbed the stairs to go and
check.

“Hey, Nancy, where are you going to?” asked
Stephen

I stopped in the middle of the stairs to look
at him I didn’t have my writing pad with me,
so I just stretched my palm outward, pressing
the air in and out to signify me saying he
should hold on, or that he should wait. Then I
pointed upstairs.

He looked a bit worried but nodded his head
all the same, so I quickly ran up the stairs to
go and see what was making that noise.

I passed some room, including mine and Mr.
Smith’s room, then I got to Ada’s room, I
heard two females speaking, one was Fola the
other I didn’t know. They were talking and the
one I didn’t know was like threatening Fola I
think, my heart was beating really fast I
didn’t like what I was hearing. I went a bit
closer to the door, it was opened just a little
bit, so I pushed it real carefully, in order not
to make any noise, and then I stepped into
the room.

The voice that I did not recognize was facing
Fola, so her back was to me, Fola took a
glance at me, but quickly looked back at the
lady, she didn’t want the lady to know I was
in the room with them. My God why is she
standing that way, like she’s ready to attack
Fola, ohmygod this is not good, maybe I
should go and call Stephen, Stephen can
help. I was about to turn to run down the
stairs to go and get Stephen but something
stopped me. A reflection, the reflection was
coming from something, I looked around the
room, and my eyes landed back on the lady,
looking down at her hands I saw where the
reflection was coming from, ohmygod! she
has a knife. And it wasn’t an ordinary knife it
looked more like a butcher’s knife. Oh my I
can’t leave, I can’t leave Fola here with the
woman, no I can’t. Fola was talking to the
lady and she sounded really angry, the
woman spoke back too and what she said
was scary. She then took a step towards Fola,
oh god she’s going to hurt Fola.

The lady stopped in her steps. And it’s like
time stood still, the whole room was very
silent. Then suddenly she lunged for Fola,
they both fell on the ground, rolling and
grunting. Fola pushed her off her; she fell on
her back emitting a grunt, then she rolled
back and got back on Fola again.

oh my god Fola, I was shaking all over, I
couldn’t believe what I was seeing, the knife…
the knife… Fola, Fola, I felt my chest beating
hard, an energy building inside of me, I
needed to release it, I needed to let someone
know Fola is in danger, Fola….I couldn’t help
myself, I couldn’t stop it. They kept rolling on
the ground, my eyes following them, keeping
watch on the knife the lady was holding. As
they kept rolling, the lady got the upper hand
by straddling Fola she raised the knife up in
the air, ready to stab her.

“This is for your mother you will no longer
cause her pain”
 said the lady in an angry
tone, then the knife came down.

No no no no no, Fola, Fola, “
Folaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

A piercing scream came out from within me,
every muscle in my body got tight, both
hands making a tight fist as I let out the one
word that will get every single persons
attention in this house, I screamed till I could
scream no more, making the lady to turn
around and look at me, she was shocked that
that sound came out of me, she had seen me
a couple of times in the house, so she knew I
could not talk. Her eyes were wide and her
mouth opened in astonishment. My eyes shot
straight at Fola her hand was stretching out
to grab something, it was a shoe. She held it
in her hand and used it to hit the woman
hard on the head while the woman was
looking at me. The shoe knocked her out,
making her to fall to the floor. I was
breathing fast and hard, staring at the lady
on the floor.

Fola pushed the rest of the lady’s body off
her then she looked at me, also surprised,
“Nancy, you just…you just screamed, if you
can scream then you can talk, ohmygod
Nancy”
 her eyes were teary she was about to cry, she almost got killed and she’s crying
because I screamed? Psshh total goof.
………………….FOLA…………….FOLA……………..FOLA……
…….

Stephen sat in the living room, waiting for
Nancy, she seemed to be in a hurry while she
was going up the stairs, he wasn’t sure what
made her dash up the stairs, maybe the loud
thumps or something, but he hoped she was
OK. He picked up the TV remote to go
through the channels in order to keep himself
occupied until Nancy returned. That was
when he heard the scream, A life altering, life
changing, thunder rolling scream. He didn’t
think twice, he jumped out of the couch,
running to stairs, taking it two at a time.
Someone was in trouble, and his gut told him
it was Nancy.
……………………FOLA………….FOLA…………..FOLA………

Nancy
Getting up from the floor, Fola stared at me
like she didn’t know who I was anymore. She
wanted to say something but couldn’t put her
words together, so I spoke for her, or I tried to
speak.
“ sh…she.. tr..tr..trie…ed….t..to…k..k..kkil…
you.”
 I said, pointing at the lady. The interior
designer, But why, Why would she want to kill
Fola? What did Fola do to her…panting, fola
said,

“yeah Nancy she did, but let’s forget about
this lady for a while ok and focus on you. I
mean you can talk. Nancy you can talk,
ohmygod this is amazing”
 she was excited,
jumping up and down and clapping her hands
as if she got news that beyonce was coming
for dinner at our house. I just stood there
smiling at her. She stopped jumping to look
at me, the eyes that were teary before were
tearier now. Some spilled down her cheeks,
she bent her head wiping it off, she’s even
more happier than I am to be able to speak.
Then we heard heavy footsteps running
towards us with my name being yelled out
loud.

Guess Stephen heard me scream.Done with breakfast I was ready for the day,
ready to face it. I didn’t see Michael but I did
see Stephen, we spoke for a while cos I felt
we haven’t had the time to talk. I also had a
chat with Nancy. She’s such a wonderful girl,
very wise too. And I think she likes Stephen.

Hmm I’m sensing some young love here cos I think Stephen likes her too. Anyway with that
by the way, I am right now standing in my
destroyed bedroom that has bullet holes in
almost every furniture, The bed is destroyed,
the windows are gone, drapes have holes in
them, wardrobe is damaged, in fact everything
in the room is destroyed.

The interior designer is here a cute dark lady,
average in height . She’s like taking a walk
around my bedroom trying to see what she
can do; she hasn’t even asked me how I want
the room to be like. I wonder why. I mean its
my room right, she should ask me how I want
it to be. So I decided to ask.

“hey, ahhhh excuse me” She stopped walking
and turned around to face me, she was at the
other side of the room by the window.

“Do you mind knowing how I think I want my
room to look like?”
 she had on a confused look, like she didn’t know I was in the room or she didn’t understand what I was talking
about. So I just stood there staring at her.
She looked passed my shoulders and
immediately had on this radiant smile like her
lover of 10 years had just arrived, hmm
strange. I looked over my shoulder to know
who she was looking at. And guess what, it
was Michael, my Michael. She had googly

 

eyes for my Michael? My very own Michael, Is
she insane? No I have to put her in her place.

Turning fully to face Michael, I walked over to
him giving him my innocent, sweet smile. He
looked at my mouth, then looked at my eyes
and smiled. I was a few feet away from him
and I guess he was eager to hold me cos he
took a hold of my right hand and pulled me
to him. I hit him right on his chest, placing
my other hand on his shoulder. His other
hand went to the back of my neck and he
bent his head to give me a kiss, a hot sweet
kiss that lasted for a few seconds.

Then lifting his head he said,
“hi” I smiled at him and replied
“hi”.
“Sorry we didn’t get to have breakfast this
morning, I had some work to do at the office,
and I heard you had a hangover, but you look
ok now”

Shrugging my shoulder I said, “yeah I had a hangover but the girls took care of me so you
don’t have to apologise. I also had a chat
with Stephen and Nancy I think they both like
each other.”
“Like each other? Are they not too young for
that?”

I raised an eyebrow at him, “young, did you
say young? Babe Nancy is thirteen and
Stephen is sixteen, they aint young. All we
have to do is watch them closely, and talk to
them about their sexuality, you know, like no
s-x before marriage”
 after I was done talking,
Michael busted out laughing; I had no idea
why he was laughing. What I said wasn’t
funny at all. So folding my arms on my chest
I glared at him and asked,
“Why are you laughing, what’s funny?”
“Babe, this is the 21st century, do you think
youngsters wait to be married before they
have s-x?”

I rolled my eyes then rolled them back, “they
should, Gods word says, our body is a
temple, we should keep it holy and clean for
God. He created us so it’s appropriate for us
to worship him in spirit and in truth, obeying
his word and his commandments. And one of
them says we are to stay away from
fornication, its somewhere in the bible can’t
remember sha”
“Yes Fola I know that, but some people don’t
agree with it, they want to do what the world
is doing”
“Well….they are not those people, so it’s our
job to help them see the right way and do the
right thing, we play our part and leave the
rest for God. So let’s allow them to date
that’s if they want to, but we’ll keep an eye
on them”

Nodding his head he sighed and said “ok
Fola, we’ll do that”

We heard someone clear their throat, I turned
around in Michael’s arms to face the lady,
and she looked a bit upset, I had forgotten
she was in the room with us sef
“Sorry ahhh, Mr. Smith. Is this your wife?”
“No Jessica, she isn’t my wife, she’s my
girlfriend”
 hm , why does she want to know if
I’m Michael’s wife……strange. She looked a bit
relieved when Michael said I’m his girlfriend
and not his wife, hm I hope this girl doesn’t
have eyes for my man or else I’ll scratch her
eyes out.

“Oh, ok I thought you two were married cos you were talking about watching over some
kids”
 she shook her head like she was
confused but no longer confused. Then she
turned around again to take a look at my
room, I looked up at Michael, he had a frown
on his face, guess he wasn’t comfortable
either with her questions.
……………..FOLA ………………FOLA………………
2 weeks later

Two weeks had gone and no word from my
mother. The house was peaceful and calm,
Nancy was more active and vibrant, and she
was getting closer to Stephen. They did
almost everything together. Which was nice
Cos I knew she will be well taken care of by
him. Michael decided to put her in the same
school as Stephen he felt Stephen will be able
to protect her there. She can’t speak but she
can hear, so we didn’t think it’ll be difficult
for her.

School is on break now anyway, but they’ll
be resuming in a month’s time. That’s when
Nancy will start school. Hopefully by then the
wahala about my mother will be over.

The fixing of my room hasn’t been completed
yet. It is supposed to be but it isn’t, I feel like
the lady is slowing down on purpose, like she
doesn’t want the job to be completed, like she
doesn’t want to leave. It’s a bit creepy.
Anyway, earlier today the lady came back and
said she needed to look at my room again to
make sure everything is going as planned.

She stayed in my room for a bit, I left her
there cos I had decided to stay in the garden
for a bit, you know to just sit out and enjoy
the weather. It’s neither warm nor cold, it’s
just perfect, so I didn’t know when she had
gone or if she had gone, I wasn’t concerned
anyway.

Michael went to his office in town and Gibson
is with him, Bello is somewhere around the
house probably guarding it and I think Ada is
in the kitchen. Becky decided not to come
today. She’s at the office with Michael, and
Stephen and Nancy are in the living room
watching a movie.

I’ve been in the garden for about 30 minutes
and now I am tired so I’ve decided to go up
to Ada’s room to take a nap. Ada has been
very accommodating, she hardly complained
about me sharing her room with her and I’m
glad she feels that way. It would have been
bad for me if she wasn’t comfortable with me
staying with her.

Getting up from my sit in the garden I walked
into the house, passed the hall way into the
living room. There I saw Stephen and Nancy
watching a movie it looked like an action
movie or so. I smiled at them even If they
didn’t see me and walked up the stairs to
Ada’s room. I walked past the rooms in the
hall and got to Ada’s room. As I got to Ada’s
room I remembered Michael asking me how I
wanted my room to look like. Whether like
before or if I had something else in mind. And
I did. I mean I didn’t want to have the old
room back, the one my mum destroyed,
brings back bad memories. So I told him that
I wanted a new design. He agreed to it which
is good, but It wasn’t going to be princessy
or gothic it was going to be matured, with
good, strong, amazing colors to go with it.

After we were done discussing how I wanted
my room to look like Michael and I walked
downstairs, there he told me he had to go to
the office that he had some work to do. So I
kissed him goodbye, he winked at me and left,
leaving me with the maids, Stephen, Nancy
and Ada.

I got into Ada’s room, closed the door, and
immediately felt something was wrong. Like
something was not right. Didn’t know what it
was and it was a bit scary. Standing in the
middle of the room, I looked around. What is
making this room look so creepy to me? What
is making it feel wrong to me at this
moment?. I turned around taking a look.

Then I walked to the window. Looking out, I
saw Bello standing guard looking around for
any intruder, he wasn’t the only one, some of Michael’s men were around and they were playing bodyguards too. So I don’t think my
mother will be stupid enough to come into the
compound and into the house to attack any
of us.

But still I needed to find out what was making
me feel uncomfortable in this room. In Ada’s
room, God I hope it’s just my imagination. I
heard someone clap, I turned my head to the
side, then I heard,
“ Fola, Fola, the one and only Fola,” I spun
around at the voice, and to my surprise the
lady that is in charge of designing my room
walked out of the bathroom. Oh my God she
was hiding in the bathroom. She’s the reason
why I have been having this bad feeling. What
is she doing here? Why is she here? Is she
even supposed to be here?

“What are you doing here?” I asked… “ Is this
where you’re supposed to be working? This
isn’t my room, hope you know that. You’re in
the wrong room”

“Yes, I know I’m in the wrong room, I’m here
for you” she said nonchalantly
She was walking towards me while she spoke
and I really didn’t like the way she did it. She
had on a menacing smile, it made her look
like a she devil on a mission to kill her prey.
So I took a step back away from her, and
started to plan on how I was going to escape
and run for my dear life.

But then she did something even scarier, she
brought out a knife from the back of her
waist. This time I took two quick steps back
hitting the small table behind me. Oh my God
she has a knife, she wants to use that knife to
hurt me. ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, what
do I do? She stood in front of me; she was a
few feet away from me, knife in her hand, look
of disdain on her face.

“ I have no idea what Michael sees in you,
you’re just trash, you’ve lived on the streets for 8 years and suddenly he picks you up and takes care of you just like that, tell me did
you use any charm on him? Ehn, did you?”
I shook my head confused at what she was
saying; I mean how is that any of her
business? Why is she so concerned about I
and Michael, and how dare she call him
Michael, Michael is her boss, she is meant to
call him Mr. smith and not Michael, this lady
is crazy, I had to shut her down, and escape,
so I said,
[B]“ first of all”…..
 I raised a finger at her, “ why
are you calling my Michael, Michael and not
Mr. smith and second…..
lifting a second
finger I continued to speak, “ why do you care about how I and Michael met, its none of your
business—
-I stumped my foot on the floor, it
made a loud thump then I continued to
speak, “your business in this house is to fix my room, nothing more, so I will advice that
you leave this room with your knife right this
very minute or I swear I will scream bloody
murder, every window in this room will
explode—I stumped my foot on the ground
again. I did this hoping someone from
downstairs will hear and probably be smart
enough to come up and check. Hopefully it
will be Stephen or Bello,

Still going on with my ranting I said, “And
you might probably have a hemorrhage”.

All this was said with an angry glare, I was really
pissed off. I mean who does she think she is,
coming here with a knife to hurt me.
She frowned at me cos she had no idea what I
was talking about, with the hemorrhage and
all that she might think I’m one super smart
genius. But that’s not true I just read a lot
that’s all.
Pointing at me with the knife in her hand,
hatred written all over her face she said,
“Listen to me you twat, I came here to take
care of you myself, seeing as your mother
doesn’t have the balls to do so. I’m doing her
a favor, you have caused so much misery and
pain for her, and you don’t deserve to breathe
so I’ll be bringing your heart wrapped up in a
cute blue gift wrap just for her, and trust me
she will thank me for it”

Then she took a step towards me, hand
raised, ready to kill……. ohmygod, is this how I
will die?.
………………FOLA………….FOLA……………FOLA……….

Nancy Sitting with Stephen in the living room
watching a movie felt amazing. The first time
I saw him, he looked larger than life. He’s
sixteen but looks eighteen, tall and built just
like his brother, but his brother is taller and
bigger. But seriously, Stephen is really hot.
Since I got here, I’ve been able to chat with
him alone, and we are always together. This
is because I feel safe and happy when I’m
with him….it’s an amazing feeling. I know
nothing about love because I’m just thirteen
years old, but I’m sure that what I feel for
Stephen isn’t just a young girl’s crush but
pure love. With what I’ve been through, the
accident, losing my parents and not being
able to speak, I’ve felt so alone. I was an only
child, so I had no siblings. My parents once
told me that their parents never wanted them,
something to do with them not being in
agreement with the relationship between my
mother and father. But my parents really
loved each other, so they went ahead and got
married without their parents consent. And
because of this my parents and the whole of
their family disowned them. They said they
were no longer welcome into their home.

Even when I was born, they refused to come and
see me or them. So I know nothing about my
grandparents or any of my relations.
Anyway, the bad experiences I’ve been
through led me to this amazing family and
I’m glad to be called their own. But to be
honest I hate the way Fola’s mother is
treating her. Like she’s some unwanted
human being, I really don’t understand why
she hates her so much. Fola is really sweet
and kind, sometimes goofy but smart even if
she didn’t have the opportunity to finish
school; she still has some brain in that head
of hers.
So here I am sitting with Stephen enjoying a
movie, the movie is interesting. Its action
packed but funny at the same time. While
watching the movie I felt someone behind us,
I turned around on the couch to see who it
was. And it was Fola, climbing up the stairs;
she was almost at the top. I smiled just
because I felt like it, seeing her or knowing
she is around makes me happy, makes me
know she is safe and that she is not in any
form of danger.

I turned back around to watch the movie, a
few minutes later. It ended. I looked at
Stephen and smiled at him; he looked at me
too and smiled back. Then he said,
“That was awesome”. I nodded my head at
him and smiled. He continued to smile back
at me.

Suddenly we heard a loud thump from
upstairs, Michael turned around to look,
“Did you hear that?” he looked at me, I
nodded my head.

“Did you see anyone go upstairs while we
were watching the movie?”
 he looked back at
me and I nodded my head telling him yes.

“Hmm, guess someone is doing something
upstairs”

“Thump!”.. came the loud noise again. Ok that’s creepy; I thought to myself what’s that
noise, what’s going on upstairs. I hope Fola
is ok. I was a bit concerned, so I got up from
the couch and climbed the stairs to go and
check.

“Hey, Nancy, where are you going to?” asked
Stephen

I stopped in the middle of the stairs to look
at him I didn’t have my writing pad with me,
so I just stretched my palm outward, pressing
the air in and out to signify me saying he
should hold on, or that he should wait. Then I
pointed upstairs.

He looked a bit worried but nodded his head
all the same, so I quickly ran up the stairs to
go and see what was making that noise.

I passed some room, including mine and Mr.
Smith’s room, then I got to Ada’s room, I
heard two females speaking, one was Fola the
other I didn’t know. They were talking and the
one I didn’t know was like threatening Fola I
think, my heart was beating really fast I
didn’t like what I was hearing. I went a bit
closer to the door, it was opened just a little
bit, so I pushed it real carefully, in order not
to make any noise, and then I stepped into
the room.

The voice that I did not recognize was facing
Fola, so her back was to me, Fola took a
glance at me, but quickly looked back at the
lady, she didn’t want the lady to know I was
in the room with them. My God why is she
standing that way, like she’s ready to attack
Fola, ohmygod this is not good, maybe I
should go and call Stephen, Stephen can
help. I was about to turn to run down the
stairs to go and get Stephen but something
stopped me. A reflection, the reflection was
coming from something, I looked around the
room, and my eyes landed back on the lady,
looking down at her hands I saw where the
reflection was coming from, ohmygod! she
has a knife. And it wasn’t an ordinary knife it
looked more like a butcher’s knife. Oh my I
can’t leave, I can’t leave Fola here with the
woman, no I can’t. Fola was talking to the
lady and she sounded really angry, the
woman spoke back too and what she said
was scary. She then took a step towards Fola,
oh god she’s going to hurt Fola.

The lady stopped in her steps. And it’s like
time stood still, the whole room was very
silent. Then suddenly she lunged for Fola,
they both fell on the ground, rolling and
grunting. Fola pushed her off her; she fell on
her back emitting a grunt, then she rolled
back and got back on Fola again.

oh my god Fola, I was shaking all over, I
couldn’t believe what I was seeing, the knife…
the knife… Fola, Fola, I felt my chest beating
hard, an energy building inside of me, I
needed to release it, I needed to let someone
know Fola is in danger, Fola….I couldn’t help
myself, I couldn’t stop it. They kept rolling on
the ground, my eyes following them, keeping
watch on the knife the lady was holding. As
they kept rolling, the lady got the upper hand
by straddling Fola she raised the knife up in
the air, ready to stab her.

“This is for your mother you will no longer
cause her pain”
 said the lady in an angry
tone, then the knife came down.

No no no no no, Fola, Fola, “
Folaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

A piercing scream came out from within me,
every muscle in my body got tight, both
hands making a tight fist as I let out the one
word that will get every single persons
attention in this house, I screamed till I could
scream no more, making the lady to turn
around and look at me, she was shocked that
that sound came out of me, she had seen me
a couple of times in the house, so she knew I
could not talk. Her eyes were wide and her
mouth opened in astonishment. My eyes shot
straight at Fola her hand was stretching out
to grab something, it was a shoe. She held it
in her hand and used it to hit the woman
hard on the head while the woman was
looking at me. The shoe knocked her out,
making her to fall to the floor. I was
breathing fast and hard, staring at the lady
on the floor.

Fola pushed the rest of the lady’s body off
her then she looked at me, also surprised,
“Nancy, you just…you just screamed, if you
can scream then you can talk, ohmygod
Nancy”
 her eyes were teary she was about to cry, she almost got killed and she’s crying
because I screamed? Psshh total goof.
………………….FOLA…………….FOLA……………..FOLA……
…….

Stephen sat in the living room, waiting for
Nancy, she seemed to be in a hurry while she
was going up the stairs, he wasn’t sure what
made her dash up the stairs, maybe the loud
thumps or something, but he hoped she was
OK. He picked up the TV remote to go
through the channels in order to keep himself
occupied until Nancy returned. That was
when he heard the scream, A life altering, life
changing, thunder rolling scream. He didn’t
think twice, he jumped out of the couch,
running to stairs, taking it two at a time.
Someone was in trouble, and his gut told him
it was Nancy.
……………………FOLA………….FOLA…………..FOLA………

Nancy
Getting up from the floor, Fola stared at me
like she didn’t know who I was anymore. She
wanted to say something but couldn’t put her
words together, so I spoke for her, or I tried to
speak.
“ sh…she.. tr..tr..trie…ed….t..to…k..k..kkil…
you.”
 I said, pointing at the lady. The interior
designer, But why, Why would she want to kill
Fola? What did Fola do to her…panting, fola
said,

“yeah Nancy she did, but let’s forget about
this lady for a while ok and focus on you. I
mean you can talk. Nancy you can talk,
ohmygod this is amazing”
 she was excited,
jumping up and down and clapping her hands
as if she got news that beyonce was coming
for dinner at our house. I just stood there
smiling at her. She stopped jumping to look
at me, the eyes that were teary before were
tearier now. Some spilled down her cheeks,
she bent her head wiping it off, she’s even
more happier than I am to be able to speak.
Then we heard heavy footsteps running
towards us with my name being yelled out
loud.

Guess Stephen heard me scream.

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