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Dear High Mistress #3

Read previous episodes of Dear High Mistress Toni desired to cry. She wanted it as badly as she needed Andre. The emotions were piling in a heap and she had little power over them. They weighed her down like she was carrying an invisible entity on her back that was her weight in stones. The night before had been spent in torture, with her eyes wide awake as the world around her fitfully snoozed. She had lain in bed for a long time, going through memories of Andre and cussing herself for what she did to their relationship. She was beginning to regret her decision, scared of the avalanche of heartache that was to follow. Andre had been at the Adediran baby naming ceremony, looking like a bag of money. He had betrayed nothing of their breakup to their mutual friends present at the party. When Leticia suggested to Toni…

Love, Your Enemy #1

I promised to post this on the 4th but I just couldn’t. Something happens to me when I start off with new characters. I take my time to feel them, even after writing them. I guess the ‘feeling’ time was not enough. I needed just a few more days. I apologize for raising your hopes up and bashing them. But I’m making up for it with two episodes, and also because it’s Women’s Day. Enjoy the first! Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. -Psalm 23 Najib was solid as a rock. Dependable, calm, collected and trusted by his boss to keep things together when all else was falling apart. He could be snatched out of bed in the middle of the night and thrown into the midst of a world war, and yet would somehow come out unscathed;…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #22

Read all the episodes of It’s Another Novocaine Saturday I’m holding my phone. Restless, I visit Facebook for the fifth time, going through old posts. When I get tired, I stop and pull my laptop close and add a few words to a blog post I’ve been working on for days. I stop after a paragraph and visit my phone again, my eyes darting to the door that leads to the fast food joint I’m chilling in. She is late. Why is she late? Did she change her mind? Is she held in traffic? A couple of uni girls in a corner who before now were taking selfies, are presently throwing glances my way. It’s my reading glasses. I always get female attention when I have them on. Honey says I’m cuter and more approachable with them but who cares about these things? It’s not like one leaves the house…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #20

There is no love without forgiveness, and there is no forgiveness without love. The above quote was shared on Facebook by my mom when she was struggling with accepting Ndidi into her life. She had told me how she wanted to walk away when the girl surfaced from nowhere. “But where would I go?” Nne asked me as if I had the answer. “Your father is my home, and that home is in my heart, and I carry it everywhere I go.” I was overwhelmed by the profundity of her words. I wanted a love as hers, a heart that could forgive and seek peace no matter what. That day, I made a vow to love Honey the way my mom loved my dad. But there’s an asshole in every man. Nne also said this to me once. This asshole is known to take something good and mess it…

Help A Friend This Christmas

In 1998, I almost killed myself. I was just fifteen and already, depression had taken over my life. I can’t even remember how I got there. But I remembered that evening. I got home from school, found a bunch of pills where my mom kept some, and just swallowed them all. There were up to twenty or more pills, so it took batches. When I was done, I went to sleep, hoping to be dead soon. But I woke up hours later, alive and still breathing. I have suffered from depression all my life. When I was pregnant with my son, it was the most difficult part of my adult existence. Apart from being physically ill throughout the pregnancy, my mind was also in a dark place. If it wasn’t for the baby I was carrying, I didn’t know what I would have done to myself. I would tell myself…

Hunter’s Game #11 By @Oge_writes

Read previous episodes of Hunter’s Game “Babe, look this way.” Tinu held her phone up and shaped her lips into a pout as she leaned into Williams whose phone was held up to his ears. William did as he was told and flashed a smile. Tinu took a few selfies and proceeded to edit one for her Instagram. “No, I won’t be back until next week…” William was saying. She soon uploaded the picture with the caption “When bae decides to spoil you with a spontaneous pre-birthday trip. #MadridLoading #BooIsBae” “Alright, thanks. I’ll look into it then.” Williams hung up and planted a quick kiss on Tinu’s forehead. He saw the picture she had just finished uploading and shook his head affectionately. “You ehn, one of these days, we’ll get kidnapped and it will be all your fault. Every single thing we do goes on Instagram or Snapchat or Twitter.”…

Hunter’s Game #10 By @Oge_writes

Read previous episodes of Hunter’s Game here “No, Yemi, I need you back here immediately. You can’t trust her. She’s dangerous.” Leela could sense the urgency in her boss’ tone but it didn’t make a difference to her. Her mind was made up. “I’m sorry. I can’t. I can’t abandon Uzo. And I can’t let these people get away with what they did to Gbemiga.” Her boss sighed and his tone softened “I know you miss him. We do too. He was important to all of us. But Yemi, you can’t let your emotions dictate to you right now.” Leela shook her head. “This isn’t about my emotions boss. I’ve got an assignment, I see it through to the end.” She heard him breathe over the line for a few seconds. She would hang up but she did not want to be rude. “Boss, I need to go now. We’ve…

Hunter’s Game #9 By @Oge_writes

“Ijeoma?” “Take these things off me! I don’t want the surgery anymore.” Dr. Haliru was torn between relief and confusion as to her sudden change of heart but he did not question her. Rather he did as he was told and soon, Ijeoma was upstanding beside him. “I need your phone. One last time.” Dr. Haliru handed the phone over to her in silence. Ijeoma dialed Leela’s number quickly and took in a deep breath as it began to ring. “Where are you?” Her eyes narrowed quickly. “Where exactly?” She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. “Don’t get dramatic. Give me an exact address.” She listened for a few seconds and nodded. “Pack your things. I’ll be with you in an hour.” She hung up and passed the phone back to Dr. Haliru. “This never happened. You will not see or hear from me again, I promise.” Dr. Haliru…

Hunter’s Game #8 By @Oge_writes

Read older episodes of Hunter’s Game “I want nothing to do with you. I only want the boy’s mother. Call your agents off and send the boy back to me. His mother will come running.” Kunle laughed mirthlessly and stroked his beard as he regarded Malik’s boss. Kunle was in his mid-forties and completely bald. He was quick-witted and had an ever pleasant disposition but was known to bring down the hammer without hesitating whenever necessary. He was Leela’s boss and had been at the security agency for almost 20 years. “You know that’s impossible. My job is just as important to me as yours is to you.” “You’re treading dangerous grounds.” Malik’s boss said stiffly. “Isn’t that what I signed up for? Why does that bother you?” “You have no idea who I am or what I can do. You really do not want to remain in my way.”…

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