Is God Real

Truthful reality

Testimony's POV

"Mum, what are you saying, you mean Raymond came back home",I asked repeatedly as I frowned heavily.

"Yes my dear. even I, can't believe it ", said my mom on the phone.

"Great",I muttered as I listened to how happy she was

Can't wait to get off this phone

"Thank you Lord",I said loudly before dropping my phone on my bed.

Why would Raymond go back home

I couldn't wait to know the reason as I got more excited to go home on weekend.

The news of Ade's death is still the latest news in school as the students had lots of things to say about it.

I have not seen Bolu since that night he beat Ade in front of me and right now I can't wait to see him again.

"Why are we here again",I asked Temi as I looked at the students crowding the notice board.

"Come and see it for yourself",said Temi with a hidden glints behind her eyes dragging me along.

"What's going on",I asked looking at her.

"See",said Temi pushing us through the heavy crowd to be in front of the notice board.

And on it was a drawing of someone behind a mask.

Alpha King

My blood froze for a second with my eyes almost popping out of the sockets as I stared narrowly at the drawing an anonymous person had drawn of Alpha King.

"We can finally know who is Alpha King", said a student clapping while the other students chorused it.

My archnemesis , the one who raped my best friend Ruth and also responsible for her death, Alpha King

"Am I the only one who thinks the Alpha King kind of looks like Bolu", whispered Temi while I turned to look at her then at the drawing.

Please don't let it be

"I heard Alpha King was shot yesterday during the robbery", said another students.

It can't be, you can't be him, you can't be Bolu.

Bolu's POV
The pain surging through my muscle gave me chills as I take in shots after shots at a local bar right across the school.

One of Davido's songs was being played and that gave me a whole lot of headache as my minds kept going back to the moment Ade was shot by Damien.

"Why Ade",I whimpered as I covered my mouth with my palm with my eyes brimming with tears.

"Sir...",the bartender called out to me

I couldn't speak, everything felt like a nightmare I was eager to wake up from any minute now.

"Sir there's blood on your shirt ", said the bartender frowning which got my attention as I watched the blue shirt having purple patches coated by blood.

Guess, I didn't dress it well yesterday.

I didn't owe the world an explanation, I don't even have an explanation, I thought as I stood up to leave not to raise any suspicion.

Numerous thoughts filled my mind, so many memories resurfaced as I couldn't help but to grow tired of being helpless and sad

"Hey Bolu , what's up", asked Ade as he saw me come into the room