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The Darker Berry #10

Read episodes 1- 9 of The Darker Berry here Breakfast was fries and scrambled eggs, prepared by Amra. She had also woken up before dawn and cleaned the entire house. When Umi came downstairs, she was served a steaming cup of tea. “I don’t do tea, Amra.” “It won’t hurt to say thank you, though.” Umi looked at her sister. She felt no beef towards her. They were sisters that loved each other despite the present situation of things. However, Umi had chosen to keep her heart at bay. It was to ready her for when Amra would break it again. “Good morning, Aunty Umi.” Umi turned her face into a smile when she saw Zainab beaming up at her. “Morning, sweetie.” She walked over to her and pulled her in for a hug. “I kept this chair for you.” The child tapped on the chair next to hers. Umi…

The Darker Berry #9

He lingered at the entrance of the house for a few seconds, the sight before him uncomfortable to watch. Still he remained at the door, watching them hold each other. Chibuzor dragged her closer to himself even when she made to end the embrace, his hands stroking her back gently like a mother trying to lull her tot to sleep. Leaning against the wall, Femi continued to watch, a wry smile playing on his lips – how was it that Umi had never seen what this man felt for her? He seemed to drop hints at every given opportunity and even now that he stroked her back, he did it so seriously like one at the embrace Olympics. Femi wondered if the man was comfortable in the friend zone. Or maybe he just liked to watch from the shadows while the woman he liked saw other people. It would be…

The Darker Berry #8

“I know I told you I can handle this but I honestly don’t think I can.” “It’s not something you can’t handle.” “It’s murder. Murder is not something I want to handle.” “What changed?” She looked at him long and hard, her face expressionless. “Umi?” “Yeah?” “What changed?” This time, she looked away from him, her eyes on the speaker playing a Jay Z song. How could she tell him what she had found out without seeming like a meddler? How was she still to hold on to her pride without seeming stupid? Her hands reached for her black bag with the gold strap. She was going to leave before he got the words out of her mouth. He was in her way before she could reach the door of his Study. Femi had brought her in there some minutes before because she had told him after they had sex…

The Darker Berry #7

When he got to his house this time, he did not have to go inside the building. Wasiu was standing outside the house, hands stuck in the pockets of his Ankara trousers while he paced the front of the building restlessly. There was weed stuck in his mouth but he was not smoking. Femi knew that mood well and he knew it meant Wasiu had stuff on his mind. As he approached him, his phone vibrating in his pocket, he wondered how the meeting with someone he once called his brother would go this time around. The man looked up and Femi stopped in his heels, watching, waiting for what was to come. Knowing fully well that whatever they ended with this time around would permanently seal their fates. So he stood, watching, irritated by the phone constantly buzzing in his pocket. The breeze that night was warm, thanks to…

The Darker Berry #6

And because we love you guys like that… Enjoy! When he ran up the stairs to his bedroom, he told himself his mother’s statement about Umi was the only reason he thought about her as a potential spouse. He was done with relationships and commitments. And even though his friends had set him up on one or two dates after the last relationship ended, he had found a way to wriggle out of it. Still, he found himself musing, thinking about what Umi would be like if she were his girlfriend. Would she be domineering – authoritative while they were in public or having random conversations – and submissive while they made love? Or maybe it would be the other way round. Maybe she’d be easier to talk to and harder to fuck. Fuck. He needed to stop thinking about sex because somehow, since he had her, when…

The Darker Berry #5

Hi guys! Good evening, or as some people around here will say, Happy Sunday. Tomi has been under the weather. My poor baby is ill. Please be kind enough to send a prayer up. Other than that, it’s all good here. Have a lovely week ahead! He didn’t seem like himself. Something felt off about him. Tired, somewhat red eyes admired her in a lazy manner when she walked into the restaurant for their breakfast date. Even when he stood to meet her, it seemed like he was beat. But a million-dollar smile spread across his lips, followed by a warm hug. Too warm maybe. His neck burned hers a little when they hugged. “Wow. You came. I thought you’d stand me up, after all the forming.” “Don’t be silly, Femi,” she replied, lowering herself to sit in the chair he pulled out for her. “Eighteen days of…

The Darker Berry #4

Hey guys, it’s been a while. We missed you. It’s been such a long two weeks but now we back with a bang. Literally. So let’s recap before we get to business. You see, Umi has a sister, Amra who appeared out of nowhere with a daughter (Zainab) Umi had never seen.  uhn-uhn, that’s right. What’s worse, Amra abandoned her kid and disappeared on Umi. And that’s not all, Zainab went missing too!  Yes, that child put our Umi through so much. However, things got better when Femi saved the day; he found Zainab, asked Umi out and she said yes! And that’s where we left off guys. Hey, one last thing, Femi has plans for Umi. And nah, nothing clean about those plans. Let’s get startled already, shall we? She was in a mini gold dress. He watched as she emerged from the building she worked and…

The Darker Berry #3

Read episodes 1 & 2 of The Darker Berry This! She was not prepared for this. Not even in her nightmares or in those moments when her mind enjoyed wandering into dark places to pick memories she would rather live without. But here she was, thrown back to her past by a single visit from the one person she least expected to see. “Amra?” her voice shook like the weak gust of wind that blew over her and the woman standing before her, clutching the hand of a little girl. The woman smiled at the mention of her name but her smile was met with a frown that lingered over her and lowered to the girl she was holding. “Zainab, say hi to your aunty, Umi.” Zainab, fair and beautiful, with thick African locks, braided into one long ponytail, looked up at Umi’s unfriendly glare and glared back in the…

The Darker Berry #3 – Postponed

Hi everyone! Happy Sunday. I want to apologize on behalf of Tomi and I over the fact that we won’t be bringing you episode 3 of The Darker Berry today, reasons being that: I traveled and came back on Wednesday and I have been since occupied with missed work. Tomi is currently working and has a deadline. She’s not even had the time to chat with me, let alone have a meet-up. We apologize for the delay but we will be here next week or earlier. Thank you for your patience. Have a lovely Sunday.

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