NEW STORY : Adventures of a Street Girl – Season 1 Episode 26

Fola

I woke up feeling groggy and dizzy, the bed I
was in felt unfamiliar, and the smell wasn’t
that of Ada’s room, gosh what happened to
me, why do I feel this way, Like I’ve been
drugged?.

“ Fola…, Fola…. Can you hear me?” I heard Nancy call, her voice rough.
I turned my head on the bed murmuring
“what?” feeling out of place, then I opened my
eyes excruciatingly slowly my eyes felt very
heavy. I really can’t recall what I took last
night to put me in this position. I mean I
didn’t get wasted and I don’t do drugs, so
why do I feel this way?.

I sat up slowly, and then took in my
surrounding, it took a few seconds for my
eyesight to adjust to the room, but when it
did I swear my heart dropped. I was in a
room that had nothing in it, just the bed. I
turned my head to the door getting more
scared by the second, the door was closed,
then I looked at the window, it had burglary
proof on it, no way for me to escape now. God
what do I do? How did I get here? God please
help me. I sat there for a minute thinking of
how I got here and who brought me here;
when suddenly I remembered I heard someone
call me, wait, I thought I heard Nancy’s voice,

“Nancy… Nancy, where are you?”
 I got up
from the bed, turning around in circles totally
helpless and confused, I got more and more
dizzy because of this action so I stopped.

“I’m here, in the room next to you” my eyes
enlarged double its size, I could hear her

 

 


through the wall, I raced to the wall, stopped
and touched it, calling her once more, heart
beating fast , breath panting
“Nancy” I called,
“I’m here Fola, are you alright?”
“Yes I’m fine, just a bit groggy”
 I pressed my
hands to the wall harder wishing I could will
myself to go through it, then I heard the bed
she was on make creaky sounds, she then
said, “yeah, we were actually drugged, I felt
the same when I woke up a few hours ago”
“What……… a few hours ago, are you saying
we’ve been here for hours?”
 I sat on the floor,
my hands still on the wall but my head was
bowed, I was totally scared. For us to be
taken means my mother has us. She didn’t
just take me, no she took Nancy too, and this
means her plans for me have gotten ten
times worse.

“Nancy how do you know we were drugged,
and how did we even get kidnapped?”
“I remember someone pressed a cloth to my
face while I was asleep in my room last night,
the cloth smelt weird, then in seconds I
blanked out. The only thing that can explain
that is drugs, I’m sure the same was done to
you”

I lifted my head slowly as she spoke, eyes
focused on a particular spot on the wall, I
couldn’t remember anyone putting a cloth to
my face, I couldn’t remember anything period.
right there I promised myself that I’ll do
whatever it takes to protect Nancy, nothing…
no one will harm her. As long as I’m alive, my
mum thinks she has won but she hasn’t.
Nancy is my family, I protect my family. She
has no idea what she has gotten herself into.
Then I smiled slowly but wickedly, oh yeah
she has no idea what she has gotten herself
into.
………………………………………………………………………………………
……………………………………………………………….
Michael

It was seven o’clock in the morning and still
no news about Fola, I was going crazy. We
couldn’t find any trace of her anywhere. There
was no way to find her. My house was filled
up by my men, each of them getting agitated
by the minute, dressed in black, ready for
battle.

We were all gathered in my office, papers
strewn everywhere, on my office table, on the
floor, everywhere. Gibson was on the phone
by the door talking to the inspector trying to
get information about the girls; while I was
standing in front of my office table looking at
him over the papers in front of me, waiting for
him to end the call.

Immediately he was done I asked, “Any
news?”

He shook his head angrily, “no, no freaking
news Michael”
 then he walked out of the
door.

I closed my eyes angry and frustrated at the
same time, then I stood up straight, walked
away from my office table and went after
Gibson, our means of finding the girls wasn’t
working, we needed a new tactic.

I caught up with him in the living room; Ada
was sitting down there with Becky holding
her. She was still shaken after yesterday’s
incident. She didn’t look ok but she was
holding it together.

“Gibson wait” I called for him to stop,
He stopped then spun around facing me, he’s
face hard.

“We need to think, we need to find a new way to find them” he said desperately,
“You think I don’t know that? If I had a clue
of a new way to find them, don’t you think I
would have said so?”
 then i rubbed my head with my hands, bringing it down my face to
rub it too.

“don’t you guys know tinu’s hideouts?, you can start from there, forget about the police,
start searching and find her, you both are
private investigators, Mr. smith you own a
private investigation company, you’re good at
finding people, so find them, please”
 that was
said by Ada, Gibson suddenly turned to face
her at her suggestion, it actually wasn’t a
bad one, it was a great one, and it was
confirmed when Gibson turned slowly to face
me and said, “we are private investigators”
“Yeah and its time we act like one”

Gibson smiled, then as one we walked back to
my office, ready to find Fola and Nancy.
………………………………………………………………………………………
………………………………….
Ada

Becky and I watched them as they turned
around to walk back, they didn’t even
mention if my suggestion was good or bad, I
really do feel like throwing something at them
right now, annoying human beings. couldn’t
they at least say, “no Ada, that’s a stupid
idea, or no Ada we need to keep to the laws,
we can’t do anything illegal(not like I want
them to do anything illegal)”
 anyway ,they
just looked at me, then turned around like I
didn’t just speak at all. I kept watching them
when Becky decided it was time for her to
speak,
“I think they liked your idea” said Becky
I looked at her confused, “liked my idea?” I
asked, she nodded her head, head that was
still turned looking at where Mr. Smith and
Gibson had walked away from.

“Yep they sure did, that’s why they left the
way they did to try your idea”. 
Said Becky
I was still looking at her when she spoke,
once she was done, I felt a whole lot better
knowing a least the men had decided to get
to work, to really work.
………………………………………………..
Stephen.

I felt peace, absolute peace. Like every worry
in my life have been taken away by God.
I could stay here for the rest of my life, if only I
knew what here was.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here, ‘cos to be honest with you, this place is timeless.

There’s nothing here, I feel nothing, the air
around me feels hollow, there’s absolutely
nothing around me.
………………………………………………………………………………………
……………
Ok so I’ve been here for some time now, and
I’ve felt nothing around me, but now, it’s
pitch black and I’m sitting down by a wall,
my back to it. And to be totally honest I
don’t want to leave. Like at all. This is safe
for me, this is good.

Yes this is where I am going to stay, I’m not
going anywhere.
…………………………………………………………………………
Fola

I sat by the wall where I could still hear
Nancy, making sure she was ok, and that she
was not freaking out or going to freak out. I
also wanted to make sure no one got into her
room, and if they did I’ll want to know why
they did.

As I sat there I thought of the many possible
ways Nancy and I could escape, it’s been
hours since our kidnap and we haven’t heard
or seen anyone.

Our doors have been locked since we got
here; we haven’t been given water or food. I
don’t know maybe they want to starve us,
whoever they are.

I looked to my left to the only window in the
room, seeing the sun shine and wising I was
home with my family. Every one of them has
sacrificed their time for me, making sure I am
safe. Right now I know Michael is going crazy
wondering where we are.

As I sat there thinking, the handle of my door
began to jerk wildly, my head swiveled to the
right, staring at it. Guess they’ve finally
decided to come visit.

I sat there not moving staring at the door,
heart in my mouth.

Then the door opened and a man walked in
wearing black, he had a scar on his face,
starting from the side of his left eye down to
his cheek. He even looked scarier than the
other men my mother had the first time I was
kidnapped. He looked at me, and then his
eyes moved to the windows, the same eyes
came back to me. I just sat there deciding
not to say anything.

He walked further into the room and closed
the door, his eyes on me while he did.

Immediately the door closed, the vibe in the
room changed, and they were not good vibes.

He came closer to me, while I sat there not
moving at all, I won’t let him think he’s
intimidating even though he is I won’t let him
think it. So I sat there, waiting to see what
he’ll do.

“So you’re the Fola everyone’s been talking
about”
 he said, his voice filled with hate and
disgust.

I said nothing still, just stared at him.

“Won’t you say anything, or have you gone
dumb like Nancy, heard she can’t talk, have
you become like her?”

He was closer to me right now; I had to lift
my head up in order not to miss his eyes.

He then crouched down in front of me, his eyes
full of hate I could literally taste it.

My heart was pounding really fast, I was
alone in this room, only God knows what he
intends to do to me, but thankfully I’m not
weak anymore, I’ve learnt a lot after my
kidnap, and now I know how to defend myself.

So I stared and waited, and then finally he
did what I was waiting for. He touched me,
painfully. Well not actually touch since it
actually hurt, “he hit me”,. My head turned
hard and fast to the left because of the
impact of his attack on me.

With my head still turned, I felt my ears ring,
and my cheek on fire. “Ok I can handle this” I
said to myself deep breathing silently.

Then I turned slowly facing him, I licked my lips to
taste the little blood that had come out of my
split lips, licking it away.

As I looked at him, I looked at him in spite,
planning how he was going to suffer slowly by
my hands.

His head bent sideways regarding me, he
must have thought I was going to cry or
something, but the look I gave him was the
opposite of what he was expecting.

“ hm, I can see you’re quite strong for a girl your size” he said lazily staring at me.

I hate it when people judge me cos of my
size, you should never judge a book by its
cover; he’s going to know that in a little
while, I’ll make sure of that.

I didn’t answer him instead I gave him a
smug look, letting him think whatever he
wanted to.

He looked at me, suspicious of my smug look,
oh yeah he’s going to get it from me. He
won’t be screaming in pain because of
Michael and his team, no he’ll be screaming
because of me.

Suddenly I hit him really hard and fast by the
throat, he wasn’t expecting it. he made a
choking sound his hands going to hold his
throat protectively, surprise written all over
his face. Then he fell back on the ground.

m0an!ng in pain, Hmm let him enjoy that for
awhile.

………………………………………………………………
Michael

Immediately Gibson and I walked back into
my office, the men looked at us, waiting to
see if we had anything new, which means
they stopped whatever they were doing.

“Change of plans” I said, “call every house
located close to the one of which Fola was
first hidden during her first abduction, ask if
anyone saw anything or anyone. Do that right
now”
 I ordered.

Every one of my men got straight to work;
they knew time was of the essence so they
wasted none of it.
……………………………………….
20 minutes later.

“I’ve got a lead” said one of my men,

Andrew

our IT guy he was nerd, he sat at the far
corner of my office by the wall with his laptop
on his laps, glasses on, working, I remember
reading his resume, he’s quite good.

I looked at him and said, “Talk to me”
And he did,…….

“Some lady living around the area said she
saw a car drive in late last night around 1 am
in a compound next to hers”

“Did she say why she was awake at that
time?” asked James head of security,

“Who cares why she was awake?, she has info of what happened last night, that’s what’s important” remarked Gibson.

“Anyway, like I was saying” said Andrew,

“She said for some months now people have
been coming in and out of a particular house
that some woman used to live in before, but
she no longer lives there, it’s a few houses
down from hers, that there was a time some
men came there in black at night and the next
thing she heard were screams and gunshots,
then a girl was taken out of the house,
deposited into a car and the car drove off”

I looked at Gibson knowingly, he did the
same. Andrew kept on talking

“she said she couldn’t see the make of the
car, (this is about last night) cos it was dark
outside. But that she watched the car until it
stopped, then they brought out two people,
again she couldn’t tell if they were male or
female cos it was dark but they looked like
they were asleep. Then these men went into
the house with these people. That’s all she
saw”.

Every man in my office knew what this meant.
It meant Fola and Nancy have been found.

So I said the word every one of my men has
been waiting for, for hours, “let’s move”

Every man got into action getting everything
they needed, except Andrew he sat there with
a proud look on his face, laptop on his
thighs.
………………………………………………………………………………………
………………………….
Ada.

It’s been more than 20 minutes since Mr.
smith and Gibson left here, what’s happening,
haven’t they found any leads?

As I wondered, I heard heavy footsteps
coming from the hallway that led to Mr.
Smith’s office, everyone of his men was
walking out, no not walking…matching.

They all had their guns in place, dressed in black,
ready for battle. They looked formidable.

“Mm hmm” mumbled Becky, “now they are
ready, I think they’ve found a lead”
 I looked at her with fear in my eyes, probably because of how the men looked. I saw them early this morning but they didn’t look this way then.

“Do they always look like this?” I asked
“Who?”

“The men, Mr. smiths guys” she looked at me confused, “look like how sugar plum?”
“Well…..like that”

She looked at the men, “well they all have a
background of being in the army and they’ve
been to different wars so I guess they are
meant to look like that”

I gulped, nodded then stood up. She stood up
with me, “sweetie are you ok” she asked,
concern in her voice
“Yep I’m great; I just need a drink, a strong
one”
“Yeah you do”
 she replied, “common lets go,
I’ll make you one”

She took my hand in hers and led me to the
dining room, but Gibson stopped us on the
way

“Where are you girls heading?” he asked,

“She needs a drink” replied Becky
Gibson looked at me; unsure whether he was
allowed to talk to me at the moment, the only
time he did talk to me was when he came in
after Mr. Smith called him at night to tell him
about the situation at hand. He didn’t only
talk to me, he hugged me, tight. I think he
was more scared for me than I was.

“ Ada, are you ok?” he asked.

I nodded my head looking at him.

“sure?” he asked once more, I nodded once
again, then I smiled a small smile, “I’ll be
fine, just find my girls please”.

He gave a sharp nod, looked at Becky and
said, “Watch her”
“Sure will, you have nothing to worry about”.

Replied Becky
Then he turned around and walked out of the
house with the men, Michael leading them.

A minute later the sound of cars started, and
they zoomed off.

All we can do right now is hope and pray.

And have a good stiff drink.
………………………………………………………………………………………
…………………………….
Fola

The girl hitter had recovered from my sudden
attack; he was standing staring down at me.

He looked like he wanted to kill me in so
many different ways.

“You’re going to pay for that you stupid girl”

his voice scratchy, he winced in pain as he
spoke.

I said nothing, just continued to stare at him.

Then he pounced, he bent immediately to
grab both my legs dragging me to him.

I began to struggle, kicking and screaming at
him to let go of me. But he wouldn’t stop. He
opened my legs and was about to get in
between when we both heard.

“Hey what’s going on?”
Our heads turned to the sound of the voice,
immediately the girl hitter saw who it was, he
quickly scrambled to get off me; I helped by
pushing him off with my feet which resulted
to him falling on his behind. Mumu
“I said, what’s going on here?”
“It’s nothing sir”,
 said the girl hitter, his voice scratchy
The man looked at me, then his eyes landed
on my lips, they had started to bleed again.
He turned angry eyes to the girl hitter, “did
you hit her?”

“Sir she was proving stubor…”

He didn’t finish his sentence.

“You hit her?” the man asked forcefully this
time, he was definitely angry.

“Sir…”
“Shut your foolish mouth”
 yelled the man,
“don’t you know our buyers hate seeing any form of injury on their properties, do you want us to lose business, what the hell is wrong
with you?”

The girl hitter bent his head in submission
apologizing for his inept behavior “I’m sorry
sir, it won’t happen again”

“It better not, you blockhead” then he turned
those same eyes that were mad a moment
ago to me, but this time they were gentle and
kind. Wow this guy is something else,
“I’m sorry about that dear, he’s an idiot
always was and always will be”
 my eyes
caught the girl hitter scowling at the man, I
smiled inside, satisfied with the look on his
face.

Then I focused my attention back on the
man.

“Your mother will be here soon, she just had
some business to finish up”
 he concluded.

Then he looked at the girl hitter and
commanded, “Get out”

The girl hitter walked out, but he did that
with a big old frown on his face, hee hee
serves him right.

The man watched him leave, once he was
gone he looked at me but the look he gave
was a sinister look. Oh no what now?

“If my mind serves me right, I remember
being told not to hurt you, they didn’t say I
couldn’t play or have fun with you”. 
He said What? I looked at him, confused and scared.

He crouched down in front of me, lifted his
right hand to touch my face.

I jerked away from him; at this, he smiled a
horrible, terrible smile.

Then his hand touched my ear, he stroked it
lovingly, it was disturbing.

“Let’s play a little shall we, what do you
say?”
 he asked
I acted like I had no clue about what he was
talking about, “play, what do you mean, like
video games?”

He laughed out surprised, “ no silly, play …
you know, the both of us, with our bodies, I’m
sure you and your boyfriend do it all the time
in his room or your room, so don’t act like
you don’t know what I’m talking about”

I sighed, feeling sorry for him, “he isn’t my
boyfriend anymore”

He looked at me questioningly.

“We are engaged”
His eyes expanded to an uncomfortable size,
“you’re engaged, when did that happened?”

“Yesterday” I replied, feeling really good
about his reaction.

Suddenly he stood up, paced for a few
seconds mumbling to himself, I couldn’t
really hear him, all I could get was “madam
doesn’t know about this”

Then he stopped pacing, he looked at me for
a second thinking, then came back to me,
returned back to his kneeling position and
said, “it doesn’t matter, I’ll do what I want to
do with you”

“I’m advising you not to” I said, quite
seriously
“What are you going to do fight me?” he asked, staring at me like I was amusing
I said nothing, just watched him. He watched
me back.

Next thing I know, I’m lying flat on my back
with him in between my legs, he had both my
hands above my head in a tight grip while his
other hand held one of my thighs
possessively.

Oh my god this guy moves fast. Michael
warned me that some men can be really fast
and really strong; the only way I can win is by
using my size, so I did that. Without
attempting to struggle I stayed there and
looked him straight in the eye. Then I raised
my legs and circled them around his waist,
once I did that he smiled at me, he thought I
had decided to play his game. I smiled back,
then I said, “Hope you’re good at holding
your breath for a long time?”.

He looked at me puzzled, and then I did what
he totally didn’t expect me to do.

With my legs still wrapped around his waist, I
lifted them up at the same time raising my
lower back off the ground. My legs finally got
to where I wanted it to be which is his lower
shoulder, he’s kind’a small so his shoulders
aren’t wide, with the whole of my strength I
sq££zed his shoulders as tight as I could,
his face changed from being excited to that of
pain. I heard a crack and then He let out a
disappointing girly scream. I continued with
my assault, he immediately let go of my
hands and tried pulling my legs down, once
he did I was able to move my legs further up,
this went to his neck. This time I sq££zed
with every strength in me, he started to blow
my legs which I won’t lie hurt like hell, his
own legs moving uncontrollably on the
ground, but I held on, I kept squeezing Until I
saw him loose consciousness. A few seconds
later, his hands went limp beside me then his
eyes closed.

I still held my legs tight around him breathing
fast and hard, I had to be sure he was totally
out, once I was certain he was out, I let go of
him, he fell to his side his eyes still closed. I
got up and called out for Nancy.

“Nancy” I called

“Are you ok, I’m here, is he out?” she asked

I looked back at him on the floor, “yep he’s
out, and I’m fine”,
 then I wondered how she knew what I was doing, “how did you know
what I was doing?”.

“He screamed like a girl” was all she said,
well I can take that.

“So what’s the plan?” she asked
“We take them out” I replied
“Fola I don’t know how to fight”
“I don’t either, but we’ve got brains, we’ll
think of something”

I felt her thinking about it, I hoped she wasn’t
going to say no, if not that will mean the end
of us
”………………………………………………………………………………
………
Stephen

This place is awesome, I have no care in the
world, none at all. I swear I can live here
forever, wherever this is.

“Stephen….Stephen….Stephen you need to
wake up”

What, who’s calling me? It sounded feminine
I turned around but saw no one, it was just
dark, everywhere was dark. Why is everywhere
dark anyway? Am I in some dark room or
something?

“Stephen….Stephen …..Wake up”
I turned around once more seeing nothing,

“who’s that?, come out, reveal yourself” I
yelled out
Then a few feet in front of me, I saw a light
come into shape, It was my mother.
………………………………………………
Fola

I got up from the floor then walked over the
man lying unconscious. As quickly as I could,
I moved to the door to open it. About three
men including the girl hitter were in the living
room , sitting on like 3 couches, their backs
to me watching football and it was loud.

“Ok I can do this” I said to myself, and then I went down to my hands and knees and
crawled to where Nancy is being kept.

I looked at the men but their attention was still
on the game which was really loud. That’s
why they couldn’t hear that man scream
while I sq££zed him.

I raised my hand then placed it on the door
handle and pressed down as slowly and as
quietly as I could. The door opened, then
bringing my hand down, I pushed it open also
slowly. Then I crawled in.

Immediately I got in, I closed the door quietly,
got up and turned around to see Nancy on
the bed, she looked shocked.

She got up from the bed saying, “oh my god
you’re here”

I smiled and nodded my head.

She stood there by the bed looking at me
happy, a big smile on her face. Then she ran
to me, engulfing me in a tight sweet hug.

We stayed that way for a few minutes, me
hugging her, her holding me like she never
wanted to let me go.

I rubbed her back soothingly saying, “Its ok,
I’m fine, we’re fine, it’s ok”

Once she was ok, she stepped back to look at
me, then asked “what are we going to do
now, how do we escape?”

“Well I don’t know, the kidnappers are in the
living room watching football”

“Ok, how do we escape?” she repeated
“I don’t know Nancy” we stood there
completely confused on what to do then
suddenly, an idea came to my mind.

“Stay here I’ll be right back”

“no no no no no Fola don’t leave me” begged Nancy holding my hands real tight. She
looked scared out of her mind, I would feel
the same if I was her.

“It’s ok Nancy I’ll be right back, I promise,
just wait right here”
 she looked uncertain, but then she nodded at me allowing me to go.
Her hands fell away from mine. I smiled at
her gratefully then turned back to the door, I
walked to it, placed my palm on the handle
but turned one last time to look at her, I
mouthed “stay”, she nodded her head, and then I pressed the handle down, it opened.

This time I didn’t crawl, I walked out.
………………………………………………………….
As I walked out, the men were still watching
their game, I looked to my right to see a
small kitchen, well I’m a woman I know my
way around a kitchen. So I walked there. I
looked around searching for the groundnut
oil, I found it by the microwave, and then I
continued to look, searching for the pots and
pans. I found them in the lower cabinets, I
took two medium sized frying pans out and
then headed carefully back to where Nancy
was.

I got in, and closed the door then walked over
to her. She was staring at my hands as I did
so, when I got closer, she looked at me
bemused.

“Why are you holding oil and pans?” she
asked
“You’ll see”, then I smiled at her, she smiled back.

Then my mother arrived.

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