Oh God no, this is just a dream, a bad dream. My mother can’t be here, in the flesh, in the same room with me. She can’t be standing here, looking at me with that wicked smile of hers, no she can’t. My mother ‘’Tinu’’. Average in height and also slim, dark like me, have the same eyes as me, but really curvy, that’s why it was easy for her to get any man that she wanted when she was selling herself. I wonder if she is still doing it.
I was looking at her feeling really scared, I had no idea what her plans were. If she was behind my kidnapping, then she knows about Michael, she knows he is rich. She isn’t seeing me as her daughter anymore, no, she’s seeing me as her money bank. Oh God please help me.
My mother was still on the bed looking at me, still smiling that dreadful smile of hers, she looked at me, stared at my chest, down my legs, and then nodded her head like she liked what she saw. Looking me in the eye she said;
‘’Fola, you’ve grown so big, and your extremely beautiful too’’, she used a finger to touch my face, going up and down on my cheeks. ‘’ I can’t believe I have a daughter and she is this beautiful, I really shouldn’t have thrown you out when you were 13, but I honestly thought you would change your mind and come running back home, but you didn’t. I mean did you prefer to live on the streets than to make some easy money in your own house? Do you know how many men out there would die to have an under aged girl as their mistress?, well , you’re stupid and dump, so you not coming back home was a bit of a relief for me.
But now that I’ve found you, and you’re with that rich handsome guy, my life will be so much better, and I’ll be so much richer. You my dear are going to get me some money. If Michael doesn’t give me what I want. I will be selling you to the highest bidder that will use you however he wants. So you better pray that this Michael of yours will heed to my instructions. Or just kiss your perfect little life goodbye.’’
She pecked me on the cheeks and got up from the bed, still giving me the scary smile, she blew a kiss at me and walked out of the room, telling one of her men to lock the door. Oh. My. God. I am so dead.
The next day I was sitting in the room on my bed, praying to God, asking him to forgive me for all my sins before I took my plan of escape into action. Yes I am going to escape, it’s been five days now and no word from Michael, he’s obviously not going to rescue me. So I cooked up a plan on how I was going to escape.
Firstly I have to lure one of the guards into my room, probably the smelling mouth guy or the other guy, anyone of them anyway. Knock them out, drag the body aside and lure the second guard in, then knock him out too. Then, I’ll escape. I’ll just get into a cab and leave Lagos, oh, I’ll need money, ok I’ll work for someone at a restaurant, get money and then leave Lagos, because staying here won’t be good for Michael, my mother will use me against him.
Getting up from the bed, I walked to the wooden door. I knocked on it twice and called out to anyone outside , no one answered. I tried again, yelling
‘’hello’’!…… still no one replied , then I tried for the third time yelling, that’s when I heard footsteps, I was scared that it was my mother, the door handle began to shake, I took a hasty step back and waited to see who it was. The door opened and a really cute young girl of about 10 years of age I think walked in. she was very timid. I observed her, taking her in. looking at how she was dressed, and let me tell you it was awful, she had a skimpy short dress that was tight on every part of her body.
She closed the door behind her, and stood still with her head bowed. I took a cautious step towards her, knelt down on one knee to be at her level and really looked at her. Her head was bowed down like she was here to serve me, I used a finger to raise her head up, and she was a really pretty girl. She had big brown eyes and a short hair, that looked really soft. I wondered who she was, this girl became my only concern, my plan of escaping totally forgotten. I needed to know who this girl was and if she needed my help.
She was so quiet, not saying a word. I stared at her for a few minutes, she was beginning to fidget, I guess my stare was beginning to make her uncomfortable, shaking my head I scolded myself for making her uncomfortable, it’s the last thing I wanted to do. I’m so weird. I took one of her hands and tried to calm her, I started by asking her simple questions. But I had to start off as a friendly person first , so I spoke to her calmly and sweetly,
‘’Hi sweetie, how are you? My name is Fola, can I know yours’’? She shook her head saying no. now I was abit confused, was she saying she didn’t want to know my name or she didn’t want to tell me hers.
‘’Sweetie I don’t understand what you mean by no. do you want to tell me your name’’? She pointed at her mouth , then shook her head. I was still confused. I didn’t know what she was saying, anyway I tried asking another question, I said,
‘’Did that lady tell you to wear this dress’’?
‘’She nodded her head, meaning yes’’. Wow. Ok,
‘’did she force you to wear it’’? She nodded her head again meaning yes. I was speechless. I just looked at her not knowing what to say anymore. Why would my mother force a young girl like this to wear this type of dress, what was she thinking?. As I was looking at the girl, wondering why my mother would do a thing like this, the devil walked in, yes my mother, she walked in saying;
‘’ that girl cannot speak , she is mute, an idiot mute. I don’t even know why I picked her up sef,”
I got up from my knelling position, cos it looked like she was going to talk for a long time, and I didn’t want my knees to ache. So I stood up, and waited patiently for her to be done. She continued to talk…
‘’ but I think she will be of great profit to me. any man that have her will be able to do what he wants with her without anyone finding out, cos she won’t be able to say a word’’. Then she laughed, and it was a wicked devilish laughter. God I hate her.
“Anyway, my dear beautiful daughter, it looks like your Michael has forgotten all about you. So I have decided to sell you. You are my blood I can do whatever I want with you, and nobody can do anything about it.’’ Oh God, oh God, oh God, who is this woman? ……… she can’t do that. I mean first of all that’s totally child abuse. And secondly I’m a grown a-s woman; I can do whatever the hell I want. And I am not going to sell my body. No way . There is no way in hell or in this God forsaken planet, that I’m going to sell myself, NO WAY!.
I was so pissed I couldn’t think straight. This idiot of a mother has ruined my life enough, and now she wants to do the same to a little girl? A girl that cannot talk, this is the height of wickedness. I have had enough.
I pushed the little girl behind me, then got in front of my mother. I was a bit taller than her thank God, I had a little advantage. Looking at straight in the eye, no b.s . I said.
‘You are pathetic, and you have no rights whatsoever to interfere in my life. The right you had was gone the moment you threw me out of your house. You’re miserable and useless. What, you don’t have the ability to get a man any longer?. Has your beauty dissipated?”
I was really close to her now , our noses were almost touching. I could see she was a bit scared and confused, cos she had no idea that I’ll be able to stand up to her like that. She took a step back, I followed. She took another, I did the same. Finally with a shaky voice she said.
‘’ you’ve grown some attitude my dear, seems like the streets really did well for you’’. Then she walked out. Leaving the little girl with me.
I turned around to look at the little girl, the girl was a bit scared, so I said,
’’ don’t worry sweetie, I’ll take good care of you, no one will harm you. They’ll have to come through me first’’.
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Bang! Bang! Bang!………gunshots. I was lying down on the bed with the little girl in front of me, we were both facing the wall. When we suddenly heard the gunshots, and to make it worse there was no light. I sprinted up from the bed and ran to the window to look outside, the moon was big and bright, so it helped a little cos the room was not totally dark ,We were at some place I think, it was full of bushes.
From the other side of my door, I could hear smelling mouth guy yelling different profanities; I wonder who he was yelling at. Suddenly I heard him scream, I never knew a guy could scream so loud, and he did it like a girl. I was really scared now cos I had no idea who was in the building with us. What if it was another set of kidnappers.
Running back to the little girl I held her close to me, she was trembling , guess she was as scared as I was. I’m not surprised , if I was her, I would be crying by now.
More commotion outside, more yelling, and swearing, more and more gunshots, I could hear, glasses shattering, things falling and breaking, I could also hear men and fighting and grunting. This is bad, really bad; I’m in a room with a little girl with no way of escape. …….
Wait. There is a way, the window. I could go through the window. I knelt down quickly and said to the little girl,
‘’ sweetie, we are going to get out of here, but we have to do that by going out through the window’’. She looked at the window, then looked at me, she then shook her head really fast, if you think she was saying yes, you’re wrong, she was saying a big fat, no….expelling a frustrated sound I got up, looked for my shoes, and quickly put them on.
Then without looking at her from where she was standing looking at me, I walked to the window. It was a sliding window so getting out could be easy right? I opened the window and looked out, then I looked down, oh my, this is not good, the ground was too far from the window, I can’t jump.
Turning back around I looked at the little girl. She was giving me a look that said ,
’’oya, jump now?, what are you waiting for?. I had a feeling she knew the window was too far from the ground, walking back to her and pointing towards the window I asked,
‘’did you know about the window’’? she just shrugged. Well that’s a yes then. During this our little talk we both noticed and at the same time that the whole house was quiet, there was no yelling, no gunshots, nothing. I was thinking of going to the door to open it, when suddenly the door came flying open. I screamed, the little girl ran behind me and held my waist hiding her face at my back.
I was still screaming, this is because someone dressed in black was standing there by the door, he was really tall, his face covered in paint which was a black paint, he had a gun clipped to the sides of his waist, another on his thighs, I think it was on both thighs, and he was wearing boots, black boots. He looked like one those guys in this American movie, the one I watch in Michael’s house….emmmm, like the
‘’expendables’’, yes that’s how he looked like.
He cocked his head to side, and tucked the gun he was holding at the back of his waist. He took a step forward, I quickly retreated, almost falling down with the little girl holding me. He stopped coming forward and just stood there. We stood there for a few seconds neither of us saying a word, I could hear my heavy breathing, I was seriously scared. Then the guy said one word that made every fear in me vanish, I felt like my world was complete, I knew I was perfectly safe, I knew that the hell I was in was finally over. He said,
‘’ My Fola’’.
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