IDERA SERIES: COMING BACK HOME.

Idera Going MIA.

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I didn't want to bore you with a long author's note in the first chapter, but I do want you to know that constructive criticism and feedback matter a lot.
I also won't appreciate seeing my work being plagiarised, so please do let me know if you ever read this book elsewhere except here on Wattpad and this Facebook page

I genuinely appreciate all my readers -" Without you, I'm just talking to myself "- Patricia Davids.

This book contains phrases in Yoruba and Pidgin English, although I'll try to keep it at a minimum. Translations would be at the end of each chapter, although it may not be completely accurate.
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The call immediately went to voicemail, "Hey yo, it's ID, drop a message, and I'll say hola to you once I get back."
"I knew it had to be a trick....,"her mom muttered under her breath as she dropped her Samsung Ipad on the neatly made bed, and the expensive silk crumbled slightly.

"Honey, Deola," Her husband called as he walked inside their expansive Master's bedroom wearing an expensive sweater he had bought the last time he visited Miami and a pair of shorts.

"What's the matter?" He asked as he handed her a cup of steaming hot coffee.
"It's Idera....um,ID." She answered as she sat on the bed tiredly, "she's not back from wherever it is she went to."She exclaimed exasperatedly.
"And is it the first time? " He asked mockingly, a slight accusing tone in his voice
"What do you mean by that?"Deola furrowed her brows, knowing where this was leading.  For the past few months  since Big Mummy's brief visit to their home, his main topic has always been ID's behaviour.

Bode moved closer to her and chose his next words carefully,"Deola, Idera baje*,at first, when she younger, i shrugged  it off as she being bold, loud, blunt and outspoken. But she's now fourteen, and to my dismay, it has worsened, add drinking and flirting unabashedly to the very long list."
"And I alone am to blame for that?" She murmured under her breath.
"No, of course not, honey,we both are responsible for whatever attitude Idera is exhibiting, and as parents, it's our responsibility to correct it....."
"By sending her off to Nigeria? I don't see how that's a solution." She countered, wiping her face with lemon scented baby wipers.

"I knew you never fully approved of it, but it's what she needs, a taste of real life, not the kind of life she lives over here."

Deolu brought the already cold coffee to her lips and sighed. "She'll be fine,Deola. It's time to let her go for a while so we don't lose her forever." He assured her, and she nodded stiffly.
"I bought a ticket for her already. She'll be leaving by nine o'clock tomorrow. She ought to be in bed by now..." he checked his Rolex,"....eleven p.m."

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"Let's get wild, babes." ID shrieked as the music was tuned louder.

Carla let out a wild laughter as Tina whirled her unto the dance floor and the three of them danced to the hip hop music blaring from the hidden speakers.

ID left for a drink after some minutes, and she breathlessly ordered a martini from the bartender who gave it to her without question.

Sensation was a nightclub for the wealthy teenagers who took coke, smoked, and did god-knows-what  without being questioned by anyone. No one needs to be of age to be in there,you have your money you get in!

"Hey."A good-looking blonde guy said to her as she brought the drink to her nude-coloured lips.
"Fuck off."She said calmly with a fake smile and stalked off in her Prada heels.
"Where were you?"Carla asked as soon as she got back.
"At the bar....."she refused to give more information, and knowing her, Carla didn't bother to push it.
"Jayden called......" Jayden was ID's boyfriend. Tall, broad shoulders,washboard flat stomach, and long athletic legs-which was one of the reasons he was the high-school quarterback.
He smoked more than a chimney and drank almost as his friend Joe, but he was handsome, funny, and could be charming when he wanted to.
"My phone?"Carla handed it to her, a million questions racing through her small head.
She was a petite black American with delicious features but whose enjoyment of gory movies and bloody wrestling matches ruined her supposed innocence.

Idera had been acting weird all night,and she had refused to tell them why, Tina immediately let it go, but she could not.

"Where are you going?" She asked as ID adjusted her platinum blonde wig that cost more than eight hundred dollars and picked up her bag.
"Outside for air." Was the vague reply.
When it was twelve and she and Tina were ready to go, they couldn't find ID.

Deola paced the living room anxiously. "She better have an explanation when she gets back here....."she fumed even though it wouldn't be the first time ID would come back home after 1:00am.
"That's if she's not roaring drunk." her father added.
"I actually think we should call her friends, I'm getting worried."Her mom insisted, and so they called Tina's mansion.
Her parents picked on the second ring.
"The Taylors Mansion, please, how can I help you?" Tina's mom picked up the phone.
"Um.....,this is Mrs Kasimawo, Idera's mom."
"Evening, how may I help you?" The older woman repeated, apparently she wasn't all too pleased to be roused out of bed by the maid who hovered nearby.
"Is ID at your place?"
"Oh, no, only Tina came home an hour ago," She replied,and Deola ended the call after apologising for the disturbance.
Bode became alert and worried also. "Call the other girl......um, what's her name? "
"Carla."Deola answered, already dialling the number.
She dropped the call after some minutes." Let's go. She's at a supposed boyfriend's house."
Deola pulled her Renault into the driveway of the house and rushed out  with Carla by her side, and Bode a few steps ahead.
The beach house was done storey building with a neat garden and a picket fence.
It was filled with noise of laughter, music, and partying.
They entered the dimly lit sitting room, which was shaking at the impact of the loud music.
"Do you see her?"Bode shouted over the loud music,and Carla shook her head as her small eyes swiftly scanned the room filled with teenagers, who were drunk and horny.
Deola frowned as a guy hit a girl's behind, and the girl giggled when Carla pointed to the bar where a girl and a guy were necking. "There she is......"
The boy was wearing tight pants, which rode low on his narrow hips, and the girl was actually ID!
"Oh my god!"They both exclaimed and rushed over to pull them apart.
"Idera,out,now!"Her mom ordered sternly, glaring at Jayden,who was as surprised as Idera.
Bode resisted the urge to slap him."Bastard!"he cursed.
Idera scurried out in embarrassment and shocked at them, finding out where she was.
Her question was answered when she saw Carla fidgeting at the door post. "Fuck you." She cursed angrily.
Her plan to hide out at Jaydens till her flight expires had been ruined by Carla's nosy behaviour.

"I can believe this......"Bode exclaimed angrily as he paced the living room.
"Well, you can't actually blame me for trying to run off. I told you I wouldn't be going to that country." She retorted, not in the least contrite.
Her mother walked into the room with six travelling boxes. "Those are your bags,Idera ."She sighed."Your father was right. You needed this more than I thought."

Idera closed her eyes, and for the first time in four years, tears slid down her cheeks.