Flawless

KillJoy.

"Yes! The perfect dress to a perfect party! I want to scream my lungs out,"her hearty laugh was sweet music that calmed my tensed bones.

You think it's Sonia, right? Sorry to disappoint you. It's Little Miss Strange. Don't be surprised but she's just so crazy.

"I'm really not attending that party. It's stupid," I mumbled.

There's this party happening down the street and she's been trying to cajole me to go. She has successfully lured Sonia to attend .

"Well, stupid is cool. If I have to bundle you then I will. Seriously oo oya na" she tickled me and I laughed till my insides hurt. "Say yes. Say yes. Say yes..." She ranted.

I ran out of air and fell on the scattered bed. "O- ok okayy y-e-s yes yee"

She finally let me go and kicked the hair proudly. I'm so surrounded by drama-queens. "Yes. Sorry baby but you just need to have fun. Even hardened criminals go partying and in this case, it's obvious you're not even a criminal. You're too sweet."

I smiled. "Maybe. Thanks, Aun- "

She interrupted. "I'm Dara. Don't aunty me argh" she winked.

First name basis. "Alright. Pick us up by 8. We'll be fully dressed by then"

*
I opened my laptop. F had urged me to purchase one yesterday and with the help of Josh and Sonia, I set it up. I  entered my dumb password and waited for it to boot.

Slowly, I typed in the search engine. MFI Hospitals. The results showed on the screen with different interesting headlines. I finally clicked on one.

So...
It was founded by Sarah Badmus seven years ago and she suddenly quit a year ago. After quitting and abandoning MFI for no reason exactly, she became mentally heal and was just getting normal.

Oh no.

I searched for Sarah Badmus. And as dreaded, her history started ten years ago. September 22. No background. No parents. No family and worse, she's missing.

"Super strange, she was there in that house. Wasn't she?" F sounded deep in thought.

"She was. What's happening? What do you think?" I closed my eyes, trying to think.

"I don't know really."

I stood up. "I'll ask Josh. I'll threaten him, I'll -"

"No, Karl. This is getting deeper than just one Jumoke's case. We can't act on impulse," F chided.

Frustrated, I threw myself on the chair and let out a sigh. "Now, what?"

"We wait. We can't be reckless..."

Sonia suddenly barged in and I hated myself for not locking the door inside. She was dressed in - I'm too upset to notice - clothes. That's all.

"When will you have some manners, maami Sonia?" I asked,irritated.

She winked. "In my grave. I won't yell at the insect to stop biting deep into me"

I squeezed a paper and threw it at her. "You're too crazy for your own good."

She shrugged and dropped her purse on my bed. "Guess what?"

What?! "We're not going to the party?" I asked with hope.

She laughed. "Really? Not in this lifetime or the next. Try again..."

I joined her on the bed and sprawled. "just talk."

She rolled her eyes excitedly. "Well... I told mom to get me a therapist."

I stared at her quizzically. "Are you upset?"