THE FAMILY DINNER

DIRTY DIRTY DISHES

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The air seemed to have ceased even though the air conditioner blew at every direction and the evening breeze sipped from the doors. Doors. How the hell did they get in?

Tension became our dinner wears. The rope that held us, i recognized them as ropes we left in the garage. They had a lot of time but we are still trapped?

I stared at Nike. Her skin was getting pale by the minute and that was owed to the reason that all eyes were on her.

Ashawo.

My mum hated such fowl language but surprisingly she kept mute. It was aunty Carol that spoke.

"You may have bounded us up but you cant just call my daughter an ashawo for no just cause. I wont tolerate this!"

Alosco looked at the woman and smiled " This your daughter so..she need rope!"

"Could you like just get to the point?"
Damilola demanded. I could feel she was angry too. Her hands, drumming on the chair and her eyes never leaving Nike.

Johnny, the older robber brought out his phone, surprisingly an android.

"What is that her name again ..." He murmured.

Alosco passed a phone to him "this is her phone. No need to find her name."

Johnny shoved the phone in her face. "Whats your password?"

Nike didn't budge. Alosco got out his gun pointed straight to her head.

"Open the damn phone!" I heard myself shout.

Nike couldn't budge.

"No write am. Just say it" he commanded.

She said something i didn't hear properly.

"I didn't hear you o" there was a knowing smirk on his face and i knew he did.

"Mad fuck.." She whispered to my hearing. Chill ran down my spine.

Maybe its just something random like my phone password is coconut.

He opened the phone and i saw him go online. When he noticed my eyes, he shifted away. Nike was closing her eyes expecting the worst.

Soon he spun around and cleared his throat
" madame i believe this is your daughter.."

He held the phone in front of aunt Carol whose eyes soon shone like a saucer.
"Ahhh! O ti pa mi.."(you have killed me)

He passed the phone to everybody including me. My heart broke. Broke into million pieces.
Right in my face was the picture of my beloved cousin, stark naked curled up close to a man close to my fathers age if not older and at the side of it, was the heading "free teen porn*"

Ahhhhh!

PORN!

my cousin is a porn star?!

Aunty carol was already in tears and Nike hasn't risen her head for a while.

Uncle Jide who has been silent suddenly spoke up

" See young men..this cannot be my daughter..maybe its a look alike..don't go around spoiling our family name."