My Life as Queer

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I and Uthman talked for hours. We didn't know it was dark already. He got up and left warning me against those two viper brothers. I saw him off to the door and waved bye. I went straight into my room with Mensah and Dennis staring at me. I can't stand this two. They were getting on my nerve and I wanted them back to Ghana already. I slump in my bed inhaling deeply. I hold my breath for few seconds and exhaled. It's been long since I heard from Adams actually and I thought if he was doing fine. I didn't hear or saw Boma since the last time he came and I ignored him, I guess he was still mad with me. I picked my phone and tapped on YouTube. I want to watch the latest episode of AGT. Then my mum called me from her room. I hissed sharply and reluctantly got up. I need a job really. I knocked on her door gently and went in. I saw her sitting on the bed facing Mrs Johnson. They were both laughing they didn't notice I was there. I cleared my throat to declare my presence. They both turned and my mum muttered 'oh'. Mrs Johnson smiled at me and said. "You sure are a grown man now you know?" I smiled and said thank you. She got up and walked to where she dropped her box. She dragged it back to the bed's feet and dropped it. She sat down crushing the bed with her weight and I couldn't help but giggle. She looked at me grinning and said. "You are laughing at my big box 'huh?". You have no idea I thought to my self. She reached for the zipper and unzipped the box.

I knew she'd buy things for us but this box was way bigger than the usual. I wondered what was inside. She opened the cover and there she had three duvets neatly folded and perfumes and wristwatches on top. They were more under the duvet I know. I was surprised. Was she planing on spending the whole month here? I thought to myself. Like she read my mind, she said. "You will be wondering why I have so much this year." She pause to chuckle and continued. "My clients from here ordered for stuffs and I will be going to 'Parto Novu' to deliver this jeweleries and pefs." My mum and I laughed and she looked at us confusedly. "What?" My mum smiled and said. "It's Port Novo" then she laughed again. Mrs Johnson only carried on unpacking the bag. She looked up at me and smiled. "Sure I brought things for you." She reached in and brought out two pairs of shoes, a suspender, katang up and down and Ghana wears and perfumes and handed it to me. I saw my mum looking and smiling. I was speechless. I was happy for the katangs. I have seen Ghana models wear them and wish I had one and here it was in my hands. I was about leaving then my mum said I would be taking Mrs Johnson to Ikeja on Thursday. I got to my room and found Dennis in my room staring at my wall poster. "What are you doing here snooping about!!" I asked sternly. I noticed he was shocked. "I-i am s-s-sorry." He stammered. Well it isn't Dennis like to apologize and I didn't feel good about it. "OK now leave." I said pointing at the door. He walks out without saying a word. Strange.

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I took a shower after I got back from the fuel station. I tool my phone and typed Jobberman.com in the search box then a blue screen came up with the description 'Jobberman' boldly written on it. Then I heard a knock on my door, I asked who ever it was to come in. Dennis walked him shutting the door behind him. What was he doing here again. "I came to apologize for entering your room without your permission.". OK this was not Dennis. I stared at him suspiciously. "It's OK." I went back typing thinking he would leave but I noticed he came in further and sat beside me. I dropped my phone and looked at him confusedly. "I thought you were leaving?" He smiled and looked at his feet. What's the show about? There was something different about him. He must be up to something. Has he seen my vibrator? I raised my brows making my eyes bigger in realization. He looked at me and asked what. "What did you see in my room?" I asked looking straight into his eyes. "You mean?" He asked. "I mean did you see or take something?" I said. "No." He said raising his hands up. Then why the show. I wasn't finding it interesting, in fact it was scaring me. "I needed to talk to you about something." He said looking down at his feet again. Dhur. I thought to myself. "What's that." I asked watching him closely. He was still looking down at his feet and didn't say a word. I got up and went to the wardrobe to pick a cloth Incase I get called up for an interview or more so to get myself away from this homophobe. He said something I didn't hear and when I asked he just got up and left. Weird.

I went back and sat on my bed. I typed in my location for job opportunities, just then my phone rings. It's Uthman. I picked up and I he was yelling and crying. I was worried and couldn't hear what he said.

"Uthy calm down and talk." he keeps talking loudly and wasn't listening. There was so much noise in the background and I wondered where he was. He was still blabbing so I called down to listen. What I heard made my heart froze. I was shivering.

"He is dying Segun!!" "They are going to kill him" he said sobbing. "I will text you the address. Please Segun." In the background they were yelling and screaming and what I heard weakened my feet.

"Tie him up, so we'd cut his manhood."

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