When The White Boy Walked In...

10

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Christmas has come and gone. It's a new year and we're back to school. Christmas was fun. I thought it was going to be like last year when we didn't even bother to decorate, it was just like every other day with Christmas music on every station.

We spent Christmas with the Porters, we actually had to gather under a large Christmas tree, in their very big and luxurious house and, open Christmas gifts. It was fun, I must admit. There was a lot of food and cake. Mrs Porter is the best. That woman treated us to a feast. And most of all, I got to see Thomas the whole day. I kept sneaking glances at him every chance I got and sometimes, I caught him staring too which gave me butterflies. Just thinking about it has me smiling like an idiot.

Best. Christmas. Ever.

"Shit. What the fuck was that?" I yell and try to clean my face of whatever just splashed on it and my whole body. I look down to see red on my whole uniform.

Stew.

Fucking school stew.

I look up to see a guy holding the bowl from which it spilled looking at me with open mouth, other people are laughing.

"Why did you do that?" I yell already feeling my body tingling. The pepper is already affecting me. And one thing about Nigerian stew is that it's spicy and peppery as fuck.

"You're the one who just hit me." He replies, voice shaking. I must have bumped into him while thinking of last Christmas.

Oh God.

This is not the way to start the new year.

And then, I feel my eyes burning.

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

The pepper has entered my eyes and I run as fast as I can to the bathroom. I can barely even see. I hit some people on my way and I don't even care. I finally make it and dip my head in the first bucket of water I see. It helps a little but my whole body starts tingling more than I can bare. I need a bath ASAP.

I run out of the school as fast as I can and at this point, I'm already crying from my body and eyes burning.

Thankfully, for some reason, the security is not at the gate so I bolt out of school and head straight home. People must think I'm crazy and I think I might go crazy if I don't take a bath soon. I feel the pepper crawling up there.

Oh

My

God.

My v-jay-jay. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. I start slowing down. Everything burns and I can't see clearly from crying and the pepper in my eyes.

I have suffered.

Oh, I have suffered.

Suddenly strong arms go underneath my legs and scoop me up bridal style and starts to run.

Ah. Mo gbe.

I'm being kidnapped on top of this. What did I do? What did I do? What did I do? What did I do to deserve this?

Ta ni mo se? E gba mi. (Who did I offend? Help me.)

"Please don't kidnap me. I beg you. There's pepper all over me and I need to take a bath. Please." I plead with my kidnapper.

"I'm not kidnapping you, I'm taking you home." My kidnapper replies between heavy breaths.

I recognize that voice anywhere. Even the accent is an easy giveaway.

"Thomas?" I try to open my eyes to look at him but squeeze it shut immediately when I feel the burn in my eyes.

"Yes. Thomas."

"Thank you so much. I love you-I mean, you are a life saver."

Soon enough, we reach my house and Thomas drops me on the ground. Oh thank God.

"Gate keys are in my bag." I tell him then remember that I don't have my back with me. "My bag is at school. Eh God, I'm dead today."

"Don't worry, I have it." He says and I can't help but think how lucky I am to have such a person in my life.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. I can't thank you enough."

"Issokay." He finally opens the gate and helps me inside. I hear voices of men in the house and wonder who they might be.

"Stop. Who are these?" A man with an accent says. Must be one of Peter's drug dealers.

Thomas freezes in place but I can't hold it. I try to make it to the bathroom. Trying to open my eyes at intervals to see where I have gotten to.

"Didn't you hear when the don said you should stop?" Peter says and I hiss. Idiot.

"Please sir, I just need a bath. I promise not to disturb you. Please." I start begging.

"What if you go in to call the cops? I can't let you go girl. Now stay where you are." The man which I assume is the don says.

"Please. I'm begging. There's pepper all over my body. Please." I start crying hoping the don is compassionate. What I've heard about dons is that they are ruthless. I hope this one is different.

After a long moment of silence, I start walking taking his silence as a permission to go. I hear screaming then I realise that it came from me. It is a result of the pain that I'm feeling from a bullet entering the left side of my back. It's when I hear a loud gunshot and feel immense pain from something pressing into the right side of my back that I realise he didn't want me to go and worst of all I've been shot again. My body goes weak and even though my eyes were closed before, the darkness becomes darker. The last thing I feel is somebody shaking me.

The book is coming to an end. About one or two chapters left.

So...

Yay, I guess

I'm even bored of writing the book sef but one person keeps me going.

teetoluwani ily...

Aydeeruth ily too

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