Saving Abba

Chapter 7

Najma decided to keep Yasmin with her while I packed. I was more than happy to be free of her even if it was for a while.

I was currently on my way to the club, I was going to be in hell the next day so I might as well make good use of my freedom.

The club was packed as usual with a long waiting line outside. I rolled my eyes at the line and made my way to the entrance, pressing 5 crisp 1000 Naira notes into the palms of the bouncer.

"Boss" he greeted stepping aside for me to pass. I spotted some of my pals at the VIP zone and walked over to them.

"Talk of the devil and he shall appear!!!" One of them shouted as I sat near him.

"Nice to see you to Sheriff" I smirked.

"You went MIA on us... making us start to think the rumours were true"

"What rumour would that be?" I asked as the waiter brought my usual.

"Your old man's friend froze your account" Imran answered.

My hand stilled before I took a sip of my drink, letting the cool drink soothe my throat.

"And who told you that?" I asked coolly

"Come on guy!!! This is Abuja, everyone knows everybody's business. So is it true? Are you really broke?" He asked.

"When has the word broke ever rhymed with Abubakar Abdullahi?" I scoffed. I felt Hassan's  eyes on me, a knowing smirk on his face. I glared at him as he chuckled silently while the others cheered at my words.

"In that case, our drinks are on you!!!" Sheriff hollered and Imran joined him.

Shit.

Maybe coming to the club was a bad idea.

"Uhm I..."

"Sorry boys but today's tab is on me." Hassan interrupted placing his Black Card on the table making the other guys laugh. "Maybe next time Omo Baba Lowo can pay for the drinks" I narrowed my eyes at the sarcasm lacing his words.

Stop being so annoying. He just saved your ass.

"Yeah next time" I muttered. A few minutes later Hassan decided to call it a night and he left. I couldn't just let him leave without talking to him so I followed him to his black BMW.

"No need thank me" he said without turning around.

"I'm not here to thank you. I could have taken care of myself. You don't need to protect me." I snapped.

He turned to me, stuffing his hand into his pocket.

"I know. Doesn't mean I'm going to stop. I didn't stop when we were in Secondary School so why should I stop now?" he replied, the stupid smirk permanently stuck on his face.

I glared at him, having no words for honest answer.

"A piece of advice, face what is important Abba, this world is fleeting. Don't get carried away trying to prove to some people that you are something you aren't." With that he flashed me a grin before getting into his car and driving off.

Wanker

I stormed over to my car and got in. Stupid know it all. He had become a thorn in my side since the first day of secondary school. I thought after we had graduated he would stay in England only to bump into the prat here in Abuja. I drove back home, heading straight to bed.

The entire night was ruined and to top it all off, tomorrow I was moving into a mini Alcatraz.

Kill me now.