Whatever demon possessed me few hours ago had certainly left me to face the music alone. The cloud of emotional anger that blinded me was removed after I was told what I had done and the consequence. I assaulted a young man, destroyed private property and injured a blind man. I guess the iron rod was not just moving on its own
The lids I placed on my pent-up frustration popped off and crumbled the emotions that I walled off as I cried silently with my hands into my mouth to avoid a beat down from my fellow inmates like I see in movies. I never knew I could be this violent. Kylian will never want me now, infact, forget Kylian, I am probably going to jail. I lost Kylian and I lost my life. I started so well, how did I lose my way?
Looking at it, it is not that bad of a deal. I get to live the life so many women could only dream of. Why did I have to make such a big deal out of it? I love him, that never changed. I should be grateful for a chance with him… but I blew it. Even if I manage to escape prison which I highly doubt, my life in Paris is done. Baba and Mama would be so disappointed with me, I left Nigeria with so much potential, only to come back a disgrace
I couldn’t close my eyes till daybreak and just before the sun was up in the sky, the door to the cell I was opened and I was ushered out. Maybe I am been transferred to the prison. The relief that pooled though me when I saw a very pissed Alice’s face can’t be quantified. She exchanged words with the policeman and exchanged a look full with contempt with me before she strolled out.
“You can go” The policeman said sharply. I followed Alice into the car and the moment the car was in motion. Alice was in my face with her cell phone
“What the fuck, Bewaji!” She blurted out angrily. I saw the events of last night and how I was hitting the billboard like a mad woman. I was trending and the number of views was over a million. I let out a sigh of anguish. How the fuck did I let things get so bad. Baba and Mama might have seen this
“You are done” Alice taunted me but I knew that already.
I saw my purse next to me on the seat, I quickly look through it for my phone. I held my phone in my hand and I watched how violent I was yesterday and I am disappointed in myself. There is no coming back from this. Over a million view and over 20 thousand comments, I am a dead weight.
I scrolled through the comments and a lot of people called me different name, an obsessive fan, maniac, psychopath with a whole lot of names. Some people are actually happy I called Kylian out for the asshole he and believe there might be some truth to my story
Then it clicked, Kylian hates scandal and care too much about his reputation. Maybe if I threaten to expose what he was trying to do with me, he would take me back. I looked up and the scenery feels familiar. I looked around for a while before I remembered that I passed through this road when I was coming from the airport.
Fuck!
I am being shipped back to Nigeria. Calm down, Bewaji. I have a plan, I just have to grow the courage into making it work.
“Get out” Alice ordered and I dragged my luggage out myself, the driver didn’t even offered to help.
I guess I have fallen from grace to grass now, he is allowed to tramped over me too. As I was being processed, I could not help but think about the fact that I might be sent back without the opportunity to play my card.
My signature is needed for our marriage to be annulled, I assured myself. I entered the car again and I was drove to the tarmac where the private jet stands waiting
I am 100% sure, Fazya is inside, I play my game right and I would save my marriage and maybe get my husband to love me.
It all comes done to the bravery I severely lack.
To my utter disappointment, Fazya was nowhere to find and only met the unpleased face of Melissa and an indifference Delphine. Next to them were two able-bodied young men with big muscles. I hate men that looked likr that, I find them utterly unattractive. If they are here, things might get bloody.
“You would fuck him up” retorted a really angry Melissa.
Fuck! God help me.
I moved closer to them and stood before them like I did years ago before the principal's office back when I was in secondary school after breaking the rule.
“You assaulted a blind man and a football player, Kylian’s team mate” She continued angrily. Oh Fuck! That was Kylian’s teammate. Shit!
“Do you have any idea what I have been doing since yesterday trying to prevent the issue from escalating?”
“Though warranted but I could have handle the situation better” Where the fuck is that coming from, Bewaji? I mentally asked myself. I am here to plead with them not to send me packing and not further rile them up. I really hope they didn’t pick up on that
“Warranted, it mean you are not sorry” Delphine asked looking astounded. Of course, she would picked that up. She wouldn’t be Kylian’s lawyer if she was not smart. But why does she look amazed instead of been angry like Melissa looks
“Of course, I am sorry. Yesterday was a bit too much, I was angry and…”
“You were angry, that is the reason why you lashed out like that? The blind man is in a fucking hospital and Marcus has about 10 stitches to his face after you almost took off his face yesterday. If that is the way you handle your anger, then I fear for Kylian’s life and I am absolutely happy that he won’t have to deal with you anymore”
“And what does that mean?” I feigned ignorance. Delphine dropped a brown file in front of me and opened it. An annulmemt document already signed by Kylian himself
“We are going to need you to sign this” Melissa tapped the file “He is even offering you two million dollars as annulment fee, generous right?” I smirked and this annoyed my pompous sister-in-law
“You think this is a joke?”
“A joke? Two people are in pain because of me, trust me I don’t take that lightly and I would love to personally apologize to them but I am not signing this”
“I knew paupers like you would want to waste my time” She scoffed “It is fine if you won’t sign. Your fingerprint would do, guys please” the bouncer came towards me.
What the fuck is happening? Melissa brings out her lipstick. Fuck, they are going to force me to sign. I tried to leave but it was too late
“Leave me alone” I struggled against them but to no avail, I was held down and Melissa coated my thumb and she stamped the annulment paper. I froze as I just lost the good life I could have had with Kylian
CONTINUED NEXT SUNDAY
Published on: 25/02/2024
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The Chronicles of Bewa
Fanfiction"The Chronicles of Bewa" unfolds the gripping narrative of a young Nigerian woman who defied the odds, marrying her celebrity crush against a mere 0.1% chance. She believed her troubles had come to an end, but what appeared to be a dream come true...
