❀HIS❀BRIDE❀

✿ELEVEN✿

Dedicated to nanakua314 and dianekleine

And this morning is the lucky time for me again because I am fed by the kidnappers. I've never been this hungry in my life and I am almost going to beg for more before realizing I have to be grateful for the little they have served me.

"Your father better get us what we need or you're a goner!" Sasha tells me.

"What will you guys even gain from doing this? Don't you have jobs?!"

"Your president doesn't seem to be interested in the youths so let us do what we can to get money. You don't know we have mouths to feed too?"

"All these greedy politicians sef. The angel wey dey in charge of countries ehn, make I catch am fess. I know why he go throw me come Nigeria?"

"But the president is already hosting a youth empowerment programme soon, why don't you wait? You'll be lucky then and you'll have something to do."

No doubt, Asher's dad is really trying for Nigerians.

"Shut up!"

I keep mum.

"I've been having contractions since last night, please just let me go. I'm tired," I plead.

"So? Were we the ones that told you to leave your lekki and come to our area? Na you wey find trouble na."

"I didn't know. I just wanted to look around, please just let me go."

"And our money will now fly to where? You're staying here and you better start saying your last prayers because you might die soon. We gave your father twenty-four hours to get us our ransom or you're going to be dead, alongside with this bastard in your yeye tummy!".

"My baby is not a bastard!"

"After im papa don run four forty leave you? Na bastard pikin na."

"Why would you insult an innocent baby?!"

A slap lands across my face.

"Hess! Better hold ya mouth. If I hear pim, you go hear ween! Talk one here again now. To Oluwa ehn, I go butcher you! You dey mad! Na we you dey talk to like that?"

"I'm sorry," I beg, in tears. I already have my contractions coming in randomly and it just gives me this feeling like I'll soon be in labour.

"Sorry for your yeye self!" And he kicks my leg. "Hold your mouth! Hold am!"

I swallow my tears and sob silently. There's definitely no way I can hold my mouth. For chrissakes, I'm tied up.

I feel so dirty. I haven't washed up for eight days. That's really unhealthy for me and I need home.

I sleep off afterwards and wake up later which I don't even know whether it's evening or morning.

"...just walk right into the building and drop the bag there," one of them orders. I bet someone is here to drop the money.

Oh Lord, thank you. I really need to get out of this place.

"Good, and you better not play games with us. Remember, she is still under us and we can get her killed. Now, leave....I said go back and wait till she's out!" The idiotic kidnapper ends the call.

"Sasha, go and check the building."

"What if they called the police?"

"He better not do trash or mess with us. I'm sure we're safe."