NEW STORY : Adventures of a Street Girl – Season 1 Episode 22

Stephen ran as fast as he could, he’s strong
long legs taking him to the destination of
which he heard someone scream. He had no
idea who it could be, but he’s gut told him it
was Nancy. He wasn’t sure because Nancy
can’t speak let alone scream but whoever it
was needed help and fast .
As he ran, his mind flashed back to all the
things that have happened in the past few
weeks, like the attack on Fola that has led to
a huge impact to the households, they keep
wondering when another attack will take
place, everyone is on high alert. first, Fola
was attacked in her own room at night,
almost getting killed in the process, if not for
her bravery she would have been dead,
second she was kidnapped for like five days,
we all thought she wouldn’t be found and
rescued, which made us all very scared, and
third bullets were fired into her room where
Nancy was with her at that moment. It was a
very scary, serious situation. Her mother
knows no bound; she wants Fola dead or
alive. So with all that has happened everyone
is being watchful, Fola doesn’t know this but
even the maids keeps an eye on her, following
her to places like the market, or the saloon
with Bello guarding them, she never goes out
alone.So hearing this god awful scream sent
warning signs into my brain, it meant
someone was in trouble big time. This person
screamed so loud the only way I can describe
it is that the person screamed as loud as a
banshee. And when banshee’s scream it
means there’s trouble, or most likely, death. 

 

As I ran up the stairs, I felt someone running
right behind me, taking a quick glance behind
me, I saw it was bello, I was so relieved to
know he was here with me. Bello is our most
trusted friend and body guard. He was in the
army a few years back, where he met my
brother Michael. Michael saw something good
in him, and knew he would be a great asset to
him and his company, so he offered Bello a
job. But Bello said he would rather guard
Michael, Michael has never needed anyone to
guard or protect him, so he made a deal with
Bello, he said Bello will guard him, the people
living in his house and he would also be his
personal driver, but as of now Bello isn’t
driving Michael any longer because he’s
guarding Fola and the house. So Michael
drives himself. So anyway, Bello took the
offer, he felt that as long as he could protect
Michael in the process, it was alright with
him.

You see, while in the army, Michael once
saved his life during an ambush in a country
unknown to me, (Michael refused to tell me
where they were). So because of this Bello
swore that he will be the one to help Michael
in whatever way he can. And since he has no
family (according to my brother) he decided
to stay here and work for him. But anyway
that was then, lets focus on the moment at
hand: the scream that has put the fear of God
in me.

So bello and I ran, in search of whoever
screamed like a banshee. We ran past Fola’s
room cos we didn’t think the sound came
from there, it sounded like it came from Ada’s room, I was the first to get there.

I ran straight into the room on high speed
coming to an immediate stop a few steps
away from the door. The first thing I saw was
Fola, both palms between her eyes, covering
her nose and mouth, and she was crying
looking at Nancy. My heart started to beat
twice as fast as before because I thought
maybe she was hurt, maybe my Nancy was
hurt. I looked at Nancy, then I took four quick
steps to get to her, holding her shoulders, I
looked into her eyes and asked,
“Are you ok?, Nancy” I asked, she blinked at
me with her big gorgeous eyes, then after two
beats, her lips moved and the voice that came
out of her lips was a voice I know I will never
forget. It was rough, soulful , very gentle and
sweet. To say I was shocked is an
understatement. I was astonished. She can
speak, Nancy can speak.

“ i..i….i’m….f..f..f..fine.” then she lifted her
hand to point her finger, I looked at her hand
directed at Fola, and then I looked back at
her. My mind all jumbled up ‘cos I just heard
her voice and also wondering if Fola was ok.

“ she…n..n..n..nee..eeds..h..h..hel..p”. she
swallowed like it was difficult for her to speak,
then she dropped her hand to look at me. My
hands were shaking, I was excited but
nervous. If Nancy can talk it means I will be
able to have an amazing conversation with
her. I’ve always wondered what her voice
sounds like now that I know it’s better than
what I thought it could be.

“ stee…phen…?” said Nancy, I looked at her,
really looked at her, cos before I wasn’t
looking, no I was thinking, and the sound of
her voice….my god in a simple way of
explaining,… it’s just ‘honey” pure sweet
honey. The way she said my name felt good
to my ear, but it was actually a question, it
meant what was I still doing standing there?,
she said Fola needed help. So I gave a sharp
nod and said,
“Stay here, I’ll be back” she nodded back at
me. When I was sure she wasn’t going to
move, I walked over to Fola, ready to know
what the hell was going on.
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Seeing Stephen and Nancy the way they were
was amazing, he really cares about her, but
what’s more amazing is the fact that Nancy
can talk, my tears just won’t stop falling
down my cheeks, I was totally concentrating
on them both, I forgot about the attack on
my life that happened a few minutes ago.

Bello just stood there staring at Nancy shcok
written all over his face. He looke at her
mouth there his eyes moved to the whole of
her face, I think he was trying to figure out if
the voice was truly coming out from her
mouth.

When Stephen stepped away from Nancy to
walk to me, bello diverted his eyes away from
Nancy to look at me. But his eyes still took a
glance at Nancy before coming back to settle
on me.

I began to clean my tears away with the back
of my hand. He came close and looked down
at me; Stephen is tall, not as tall as Michael
but tall enough for a sixteen year old boy.

He took my hands in his, looking at me he said,
“ Fola, your crying, I don’t see you hurt in anyway “ physically” but to be sure, are you ok?”

I smiled, my lips trembling, I was about to cry
again, I shook my head saying, “I’m fine
Stephen; don’t worry about me, I’m just
crying because I’m so happy Nancy can talk.

It’s a miracle you know. With the accident
she had….” I stopped talking; taking a deep
shuddering breath, cos I couldn’t talk
anymore then I looked up at him. Stephen
smiled down at me, I smiled back but mine
was wobbly. Then I remembered Brenda on
the floor, so I thought he should know about
it cos it was necessary. I was about to tell
him but then Bello beat me to it,
“Who is that on the floor?” he asked walking
towards us. Stopping a few feet away from us,
he looked at Brenda, lying passed out on the
floor. Then he looked at me.

“ Fola is that Brenda, the lady that is in
charge of putting your room back together?”

I nodded at him, Stephen was also looking at
her on the floor then he looked at me and
asked,
“Why is she passed out on the floor?”
buNo the main question is why is she in Ada’s room with you?”
 asked Bello in a “what the freaking hell is she doing here tone”… oh boy,
now I have to tell them what happened. But I
couldn’t cos Nancy spoke before for I could…I sighed cos everyone keeps talking before me.

“Knife” said Nancy in that sweet voice of hers.

Both men turned to look at her, Stephen
looked surprised at first, but then it changed
to that of anger, Bello was straight up angry.

Then Bello growled out asking, “knife?” Nancy
nodded her head,
“She had a knife with her in this room?” she
nodded her head again
“What was she doing with the knife?” he
continued to ask, his eyes squinting in anger
“Kill….. F..ola”. she replied , Bello closed his
eyes, his mouth set in a straight tight line he
was pissed off. A few seconds later, he
opened his eyes then he turned to face me,
“You’re not hurt” he said that as a
confirmation, I nodded my head saying yes I
mean I’m standing with them right? Isn’t it
obvious that I’m not hurt? then he asked,
“Where is the knife?” hmm, that’s a good
question, where is the knife? I turned around
in a circle looking around to see if i would
find it; it must have skittered on the floor
during our struggle. I looked around but
couldn’t find it, then I bent down to look
under the bed, there on my knees my upper
torso pressed down on the ground I saw the
famous knife Brenda tried to use to kill me
under the bed, still on my knees I yelled like
they weren’t right there with me, behind me.

“It’s under the bed” someone knelt down
beside me, I turned my head to look at the
person, it was Bello, he stretched his hand
out with a handkerchief, took a hold of the
knife and dragged it out. He then got up I got
up too, then he looked at Stephen giving him
a look only a man can understand. So
because Stephen is a man, well almost a man
he understood Bello, after few beats of them
communication their manly language, he took
off his shirt leaving on his singlet, then he
handed his shirt to Bello. Bello collected it
then wrapped the knife up in Stephen’s shirt.
He then looked at me and said,
“Evidence” he then walked out of the room,
his shoes hitting the floor heavily. I watched
him go, thinking that was smart of him,
Because with the knife as evidence Brenda
could spend a long time in jail.

I looked at Nancy she was looking at Brenda
on the floor. Stephen walked over to Nancy,
kissed her by the side of her head, and then
brought out his phone taking a few steps
away from her.

He stood there, his back facing me, head
down dialing a number. The person must
have picked because they started to talk,
“Hello? yeah.. oh you’ve heard, who told you?
…..oh, Bello…. Right, that was fast.”
 pause…..
“yeah right here in Ada’s room” pause……

“No she’s fine, we’re all fine, she was more excited about Nancy being able to talk than her well being”……. I rolled my eyes, of course I was.

“What? Oh! Yea, Nancy can talk Bello didn’t
tell you that right?….
 pause
“Her voice is a bit rough because of not being able to talk for months and she’s stammering too”. I looked at Nancy smiling, she smiled
back. Then I looked back at Stephen cos he
was still talking.

“Yea…..ok, sure….we’ll be here…..I’ll do that right away. Ok, later”.

He turned around to look at me,
“ Fola I need to get ropes, strong ones, but I
don’t want to leave the room to get them in
case she gets up so can you please get them
for me?” I nodded my head that was smart.
But wait ropes for what? With my eyebrows
sq££zed in confusion I asked,
[B]“What do you need ropes for?”
“To tie Brenda up Fola, so she doesn’t
escape”.
 He replied, Oh, yeah that’s true, with that being said I headed for the door, getting
to it, Stephen spoke again,

“Please take Nancy with you, maybe she can stay with the maids or something”
I stopped to look at him, I tried to read what he was thinking about but couldn’t, my guess is he
wants Nancy to be safe. Best place will be for
her to be away from Brenda. So with that, I
looked at Nancy, she walked over to me and
took my hand in hers, and together we walked
out of the room, Nancy to stay somewhere
safe and me to get some ropes.
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FOLA…………………….FOLA………………………
FOLA……………………….FOLA……………..
30 minutes later.

Nancy , Ada and I were all sitting in the living
room. Bello and Stephen were upstairs
guarding Brenda. They tried interrogating her
but she refused to break. All she said was she
was doing all of these on her own. It was a
bit confusing ‘cos Stephen said her resume is certified. So for her to be vile and wicked and evil enough to make this attempt on my life is
quite strange. I was with them when she was
being questioned, but they later sent me
away, don’t know why.

So, My girls and I waited downstairs in the
living room because we were ordered to do
so, by the one and only Bello. We stayed
there not doing or saying anything, we felt
that was the best thing to do at the moment,
you know, to just stay quiet.

The house shook by the force of the front
door being opened by an angry untamed
Michael causing it to make a loud bang on
the wall, We were all relaxed on the couch
waiting for whatever will happen to happen
when Michael walked in, in his grand entrance
like a warrior, like all these “Spartans” or
“300” or “ ancient warriors”. Ada gave a
startled scream, Nancy and I just sat there
with our eyes bulging out and our backs
ramrod straight. Michael paid no attention to
our reaction, he just looked at us all, first at
me: he asked, “are you alright?”. I nodded my head
Then he looked at Ada, “ you good?” she nodded her head too,
Then lastly, he looked at Nancy, “ you can
speak” 
she nodded her head,

“Speak” he commanded, I rolled my eyes, he’s commanding her like she is in the army.

But She spoke anyway, and this is what she said,
“ I …c.c.can…s.s.speaaak.. miccchaeel.”

Michael’s shoulders relaxed like a heavy load
had been lifted off his shoulders. He then
walked over to us at the couch, but instead of
him facing me, he faced Nancy, he got down
on his knees, bent towards her, took hold of
her hand, then pulled her towards him to give
her a tight sweet hug. It was so sweet I
started to cry, before I could stop myself, I
threw myself on them to give them my own
hug. Michael created a little space to add me
into the huddle hugging us both. After a few
minutes of me crying like a lunatic and
Michael pretending I wasn’t one. He let go of
us, causing me to move back. He cradled
Nancy’s cheeks softly to give her a peck on
her forehead, and then he looked at me,
smiled, got up and walked over to the stairs
taking it two at a time to go and deal with
Brenda.

I was cleaning the tears from my eyes when
we all heard,
“Well! That was sweet” that came from Becky
unnecessarily with a loud clap of her hands,
All eyes focused at her
“Hi sugar plumps, miss me?” she was standing by the front door, dressed in tight
leather black pants, a red tank top that said 
bite me”,
 and her hair was made in an up doo
like a pony tail, scattered but sexy, with
bright round gold earrings dangling from her
ears and black heels with a red satchel bag
that looked amazing. She looked hot!

“ hey Becky, what’s up, we haven’t seen you in a while, where did you go to na?” asked Ada

“My dear, I’ve been so cooked up in work, all thanks to your boss”, she replied cat walking
over to us. She sat down beside me and
asked,

“So Brenda, a.k.a. crazy girl, tried to kill
you?”
 she asked, dropping her bag beside her leg
I nodded my head and said “yep she did, but I knocked her out cold”. Saying it like it was a piece of cake.

She was rummaging through her bag but at
my reply her head whipped to look at me, her
eyes bulging out like saucers, “what!? You
knocked her out?”

I nodded my reply once more,
Her eyes got bigger with surprise it looked
like it would fall out of its sockets. She
whipped her head to the side to look Ada and
Nancy, giving them big surprising eyes her
mouth hanging open. Then she whipped them
back at me, her hair moving along with the
motion.

“ so wait, you’re telling me you knocked out Brenda?” asked Becky
“Yes, that’s what I just said” I replied
“How did you do it” she inquired, eyes squinting
I got more comfortable on the couch, folding
my legs underneath me and replied
“well you see, she came into Ada’s room and hid there, waiting for me to come. Once I got there she came out then got into this whole insane story of her doing this for my mother,
the way she said it looks like my mother has
no idea of what she was doing, she was
holding a knife, a sharp butcher’s knife, she
wanted to use it to kill me. so we got into a
fight both of us struggling to win, she was
struggling to stab me I was struggling not to
get killed. At the end I used a shoe to hit her
hard on the head”.

Becky was looking at me as I spoke, wonder
written all over her face. After I was done with
my story, she fell back on the couch, letting
out a hysterical laugh, I looked at her
confused

“Oh my god, Fola, you amaze me every single time” she kept on laughing, smiling at me at
the same time.

I shouldn’t feel embarrassed but I did, my lips started to twitch as I watched her laugh
“ I mean the shoe you used to knock her out must be made of iron, or you’ve got a really strong arm,” she said still laughing, “ it’s
really funny, by the time Brenda wakes up,
she’ll feel like a fool for letting you knock her
out with a shoe…. “ a shoe!”
 she yelled that part out laughing like crazy once more.
“ well she’s already awake, she’s being questioned upstairs by Bello” I said
“oh she is?” then she laughed again, “ well how did she look ehn? How, tell me?” she asked, her face looked so young and free at the moment, with the way she was looking at me excited.

I shrugged and said, “ well she looked quite pissed to be honest, her eyes were practically throwing daggers at me”

For no reason whatsoever, Becky busted out
laughing once again, I really don’t know what I said that was funny this time.

“My god, is she not going to stop laughing?”
asked Ada… “Becky this isn’t funny you
know?”

Still laughing, Becky replied “yes, yes, I know it isn’t funny I’m sorry, but seriously a shoe, I just can’t stop thinking about the shoe” then she busted out once again for the second or
third time into laughter. We all kept looking
at her, hearing her laugh was making me
want to laugh; I looked at Ada and Nancy
and noticed they also wanted to laugh, their
lips twitching, eyes alight with humor. We all
couldn’t hold it in, it sounded funny, it was
just a mere shoe, and it knocked her out cold,
so being the crazy girls that we all are, we
joined Becky in her laughter, Nancy jus t
chuckled, smiling at us. I had just experienced
one of the worst days of my life, almost got
killed. But here I am laughing like a loon.
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I was squatting down in front of the idiot that
just tried to kill my Fola, she was sitting on a
chair in the middle of Ada’s room, her hands
tied tight behind her. The stupid fool of a girl
that tried getting a knife into her body, I was
enraged; I had series of ways in which I would
make her scream in pain. Thinking about it is
already getting me excited. Once I’m done
with her she will regret ever laying her filthy
hands on my Fola, in fact the next time she
sees Fola she will run the other way like the
lunatic that she is.

“Boss…”, called Bello.

I kept staring at her, she was staring back at
me her eyes wild with fear, she was resistant
to Bello’s questioning, but not me, once she
saw the anger written all over my face, she
knew I was dead serious. Perhaps she has no
idea how important Fola is to me. She really
doesn’t, well today she will know.

“Boss” called Bello more forcefully, he was standing behind me, I twisted my head a bit to the side to show I was listening, but my
eyes were still on her.

“We need to call the police, they need to
question and detain her, and we already have
enough evidence that will put her behind bars
for life”
 he knew I had plans for the fool, big bad plans, that’s why he’s trying to remind me about the evidence we have on the idiot,
but no that won’t work. I shook my head no, I was going to play around with her a little
before we call the cops, she needs to know
who she has just messed with. Ignoring Bello,
I looked at her with an evil glint in my eyes,
my lips quirked up into an evil grin of its on.

Then I asked,
“Ready to play?”
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I stood there staring at my brother; I have
never seen him in action before. Seeing him
this way makes me look at him in a different
light. He could probably kill this idiot if care
is not taken and I don’t want my brother to
go to jail for this fool. So I did was a good
brother would always do, I spoke for Brenda,
protecting her, I know right? stupid me.

“ Michael, let the police handle this please,
Fola would never be the same if anything
happened to you, think about her please”

I know its selfish, me using Fola as my weapon to win this but I have no other choice, Fola is the only person on earth that can change Michael’s mind, she’s like he’s weakness.

He would do anything for her.

He kept staring at Brenda eyes squinted, he’s jaw clenching and unclenching, he was having a hard time letting it go, letting the police to take over, Fola was the only leverage I had to stop him. If she doesn’t work I don’t know what will.

Michael got up slowing, looking down at her,
I was scared for him, I didn’t want him to go
through with his plan. Suddenly he turned
around to face,

“Stephen, I know you want the best for me,
but I’m sorry I have to do this, I have to send
out a message to everyone out there that is
planning on hurting Fola, they need to know
who they are messing with,… get me?” 
I
nodded in acknowledgement, understanding
what he meant. If it was Nancy that the idiot
wanted to kill I would have been doing what
Michael is doing right now or even worse.
He turned back to face Brenda, bending
forward with his hands on his knees he said
in a deep scary growl “ let’s play”.

My head fell forward in defeat. Here we go,
time to watch the idiot go through pain I
really feel sorry for her, I cocked my head to
the side, saying I felt sorry for her was a joke,
I really don’t feel sorry for her in anyway.

I can’t wait to hear her scream for mercy.
I smiled evilly at her; she caught my smile and
immediately started to shake like a
Chihuahua on her seat. Oh yea let us play….
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………….

We’ve been here for over one hour now,
waiting for the guys to come down and
strangely we haven’t seen the police I mean
didn’t they call them or did they forget. God
what do I do? Should I call the police or just
leave it to the guys to handle.

“ what is going through that head of yours
Fola?”
 asked Becky, I looked at her still
thinking, I was scared and couldn’t wait for
the police to come quickly and get that mad
woman out of my house.

“ Fola, are you ok?” asked Ada, my eyes moved from Becky to Ada still thinking, then Ilooked back at Becky, my eyes finally found Nancy, she was sitting down on the other
couch beside us watching us as we spoke,
she hasn’t said anything for like an hour now.

I felt a bit worried thinking maybe she had
gone back to not speaking again, my god I
hope not.

“ Nancy you haven’t spoken for an hour now,
you’re ok right?”
 I asked, she nodded her head, but I kept looking at her, willing her to speak, and she did. Thank god she did.

“ th..there…i.i..sss..no.oo…o..th…ing… to
say”.
 Then she kept quiet, ok she can speak,
it’s all good, she can speak.

“ Fola, you haven’t told us what you’ve been
thinking about?”
 asked Becky, she just won’t let this go”[/B]

“Becky it’s nothing ok, I’m just wondering
why the guys aren’t down yet, and why the
police haven’t yet arrived, I mean the police
are meant to be here by now right?”
 I looked at them both turning my head this way and that.

“Yeah that’s true” said Ada realization dawning on her
“Don’t worry about it Fola, the guys know
what they are doing, just leave it to them”
 said Becky
“Leave it to them?” I thought… leave it.. just
then we heard a painful scream coming from
one of the rooms upstairs, I looked at Ada
and Becky in fear, then my head whipped
sideways to look at the stairs, that didn’t
sound like any of the guys, if it wasn’t them
then it was Brenda, it’s definitely her.

I looked at Becky questioningly; she just
shrugged at me, picked up her red satchel
from the floor beside her feet and got out her
nail file. She then got more comfortable on
the couch and began to file here nails like we
all didn’t just hear Brenda scream like her
skin was on fire. Seeing as Becky didn’t care
about what was happening upstairs, I looked
at Ada in hope that she understood me, and
she did. She got up from the couch, her hand
stretched out towards me palm out,
“Come on we are going up there to see
what’s happening. If they are torturing her,
they need to stop”
 oh thank god, I thought,

placing my hand in hers, she pulled me up
and I stood, standing on my feet ready to face
Michael and demand that he stop whatever
he was doing to Brenda.

“Where are you girls going?” asked a deep manly voice, Ada moved quickly to stand
beside at the sound of the voice, it was
Gibson, Standing in a grey suite looking all
hot and sexy.
“When did you get in, we didn’t hear the door open” asked Ada,
Gibson ignored her question“ I asked where you girls are going, won’t anyone tell me?” he looked all business like, his face set straight looking very serious, his eyes moved from
Ada to me, waiting for us to give him an
answer.

“It’s none of your business” replied Ada
stubbornly
“Yes it is Ada, yes it is, if you think I will let
you girls go where you’re not supposed to go think again”

Ada let go of my hand, she placed hers on
her hips in a defensive mode, ready to fight
him if necessary.

“Listen to me you big bully” said Ada, Gibson
sighed, rubbing his face, he knew what was
about to happen.

“You can’t just come in here commanding us all in our own house its none of your business”
“I can and I will seeing as your safety is
involved”
 he said arrogantly
Ada took a menacing step toward him, 
listen to me, the men are up there, so even if
we go we won’t get harmed because they are up there, they won’t let her harm any of us ok, so just chill. Back off!”
 she yelled that part out just a little.

“I don’t care if they are up there, you are not
going, no one is going” 
then he folded his
arms on his chest, his biceps bulging out
Standing like a commando.
There was no way I was going to defile him,
he looked really scary standing there like that
so as the reasonable smart girl that I am, I
respected myself and stepped back sitting
back down on the couch quietly. But it looked
like Ada was immune to the waves of anger
and arrogance emitting from his body core
because she took quick angry steps towards
him and poked him on his chest enunciating
each word as she did.

“You. Are. Not, the. Boss. Of .me.”

Then she brought her hand down and yelled
in his face “ of any of us!” flapping her hand behind her as she did.

Wow, ok she’s really pissed at Gibson, it isn’t from what he just said, he must have done something before to make her this pissed,
maybe a few hours ago or a few days ago, I
don’t know they always fight.
He bent his body a little bit forward so his
face was in her face, and he was quite taller
than her so her head was raised up to look at
him as he spoke.

“Your yelling doesn’t scare me, my love, I want you safe, so why don’t you sit your fine butt there with Fola and relax yeah?” then he stood back to his normal height, hand still folded across his chest.

I could see Ada shaking in anger, I couldn’t
see her face because her back was facing me.

but I could definitely feel the anger coming
out of her.

[B]“Oh my, that was hot, I love a man who can stand his ground” said Becky fanning her face
with her hand. I rolled my eyes at her, crazy
girl.

With Gibson here, I guess Brenda is on her
own.

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