YUNG LIES SERIES ~THE LIES OF YUNG LIVES

🥀 CHAPTER SIX 🥀

WARNING- SENSITIVE CHAPTER! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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< Life is short, but it's long enough to achieve your dreams >

— Unknown.

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                              Zion
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*Knock * Knock*

The annoying banging on my door just irked me more and more because the person refused to quit knocking.

I groaned sleepily and poured my frustration out on my pillow with some karate moves to let out my anger.

"Who's there?!" I hollered angrily.

My door opened slightly and Ms Abigail, our maid, peeked through the small space created.

"Good morning sir." she greeted.

"Yes? Come in." I ordered the lowlife. She came in and stood before me, bowing her head down. This woman is old enough to be my grandma, but she lacks sense and she's so annoying!

"Abigail, what do you want? You interrupted my manly sleep, are you aware of that?"

"I'm sorry sir, I just needed to ask what you'd like to drink first. Green Tea or Coffee?"

What did she just ask me? Oh no she didn't!

"ṣe o ya were? (are you mad?)"

"Sir, I'm sorry if I offended-"

"Shut up there! How dare you ask me such a rhetorical question? You've been working in this mansion for the past 15 years, and you don't know what I drink every morning? Are you kidding me right now, Abigail?"

"Abeg sir, e slip my mind." She pleaded in pidgin because she can't speak English.

She's an illiterate.

"You see, my pikin (child) call me this morning, say my grandson get lu..lu..lekaima (leukemia). And there's no money for the treashment (treatment ). Frustrashion (frustration), wan finish me like this, I no know wetin to do (I don't know what to do)."

"Do I bloody give a fuck?" I roared.

"I didn't ask you to narrate what's going on in your pathetic life, did I? So why are you telling me all these? Oh, you think my parents will increase your salary abi?"

"Ahhh, no sir. It's not like that-"

"You must be dreaming! Just get the hell out of my room before I slap you."

"Sorry sir." She bowed her head and left my room.

Stupid!

First things first, I drank a glass of water, then I did seventy push-ups and some weight lifting for muscle building.

What? You think my abs and muscles just build themselves? It takes a lot of hard work to be the hottest guy at West Wood High Academy.

I was all sweaty so I entered the bathroom to freshen up and do my regular skin routine. When I finished up, I sprayed my Gucci body spray all over my body, then I applied some lotion.

I put on the uniform that consisted of a navy blue trouser, a white long sleeve and a black jacket that had the school's logo imprinted on it. I rubbed my lip balm and waxed my afro hair. I stare at my reflection in the mirror feeling satisfied with my look.