Helping people
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju
We live life by taking risks, we live life by having people in mind, we live life by helping people.
And what I mean by having people in mind is trying to help, wanting to help and helping as much as you can and in whatever way you can.
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We live in a society whereby everyone just want to mind his own business. We live in a society filled with greediness and self centeredness. But one thing we are ignorant of is, not helping us affects us too.
There's this quote that says we rise by lifting others.
You might think it's just a mere mere sentence but it holds alot of meanings.
Take for instance you have the opportunity to help someone, and make that person great in life, but you didn't. Anything can happen, you might experience what you never bargained for and things can suddenly fall out of place.
That fellow you refused to help could be the only person that would have been in position to help you stand back on your feet, if only you had done the needful.
You know what makes the world beautiful, when I help you, and you help someone else, and that person helps another person... and the circle continues.
People helping people.
There are people who refuse to render help because they don't want the people they helped to become greater than they are. But I think that should even be our joy.
You live a good life when you derive joy in seeing people grow. Try to render help to everyone around you as long as it's in your capacity to.
There are different ways to render help. Giving out money is not the only way to help.
You can refer a friend to job opportunities, competitions that you know will be of help to them and so on.
Trying to have everything to yourself is selfishness.
You can even help academically.
Render help as much as you can, it pays to do so.
Give advice, motivate people to do things that will be profitable for them. Give out words of encouragement.
Don't help someone with the mind of getting it back. Helping alone gives you a good name that creates impact.
There are help you render to people that you might think you won't get anything out of it. But know this; when you help, you'll be helped.
You moving on the road or you're about crossing the road, then you see someone struggling with his or her loads. You're not carrying anything, try to lend a helping hand. It won't remove anything from you, rather... it will add to you.
Your roommate is very hungry and you have more than enough food, you can give. It's not a loss. Rather, you just gained something. Selflessness.
Selfishness won't take you far, it won't take you anywhere.
Spread out those tightened fists and render help.
Givers never lack.
No act of kindness is a waste no matter how small.
Thanks for reading
Bitter sweet love
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju ✍️✍️
Part 2
What does it feel like to fall in love with the crown prince?
A mere maid falling in love with the crown.
I don't know how much he loves me, but I was miserably in love with the prince.
I gave him my all without holding back. I satisfied him in everyway he wanted. I thought that is the only way I can proof to him that I love him.
Being his personal maid, it made it easy for him to have me anytime he wants. I was madly in love.
Mum came to visit me one time or the other in the palace and help relieve me of my work load once in a while. I thought of mentioning my affair with the prince to her, but knowing she would strongly kick against it, I decided not to tell her.
'how am I so stupid to think things will be easy?'
One faithful night, the princess caught us in his room... we were so lost in our romance we didn't see her walk in and stand for a minute watching us in shock.
And when we saw her... I sprang to my feet and immediately knelt in front of her in fear.
She shut her mouth she had left hanging in surprise and stared at me in disgust. I couldn't look up anymore I had to bury my head in shame. To make matters worst, the prince was silent.
My heart kept racing.
Suddenly, the prince turned and walking out. I wanted to run after her to plead with her but I know I really must not try that if I don't want my head on a platter of gold.
With shaky fingers, I slowly rose to my feet.
Both sad and disappointed... disappointed because the prince had still refused to say anything.
I never bargained for this.
The prince made me fall for him and now he can't take responsibility.
I turned to look at him, with tears in my eyes but I saw him already up and putting on his clothes. He came closer and held my hands.
"I never wanted us to get caught"
"My plan was to marry you after I become the King, but don't worry..." He held my hands and squeezed them "I'll handle this"
That softened me.
"I'll go stop my sister from telling the queen and king" he let go of my hands and left the room.
Unknown to me, that would be the last time I'll have him hold my hands.
It happened the princess met the queen at the corridor, I just noticed the prince paused when he stepped out.
And when the queen came, brushing past the prince and coming towards me in rage, at that moment I knew I was finished.
She got to me landed two hot slaps across my face, I fell on my knees immediately.
"The prince decided to help your wretched life and employed you as a maid, but you decided not to know you place, you came in to seduce the prince" she screamed in anger.
"Mum, I asked her out" the prince defended.
I couldn't look up, my heart was racing.
The queen laughed.
"This girl has bewitched you Arnold" she said.
I heard him come closer.
"Helina, get up and leave" he ordered.
Well... ordinarily, the prince' order comes before the queen's so I slowly did.
The queen raised her hand to slap me again but the prince caught her hand mid air. The princess scoffed looking at me like the piece of rag I am.
"Leave" he ordered sternly.
I bowed and did.
As I stepped out of his room, tears left my eyes.
I had to pass through some guards I'm sure heard what happened. It was so embarrassing but nothing to compare with the danger that awaits me if things go wrong.
Maybe we aren't meant to be afterall.
'wait what am I even saying?'
I'm such a fool.
I left the palace and went home, lieing to my mum that I'm on leave. I'm just so scared of telling her.
Sooner or later, I'll have to tell her, or she gets to hear by herself.
That night, my mum and I were summoned to the palace and I knew it really is the end of me.
On the way I had to narrate everything to my mum so she wouldn't be too shocked 😭.
She screamed when I mentioned ever dating the prince, she nearly slapped me on the road.
It was obvious, everyone was against it.
At the palace we were immediately summoned to the king's chamber, I don't know but at some point I was wondering why they were taking it this hard.
I can never forget the words the king said to me.
"I don't have a problem with my son cheating on his wife, but not with a nobody"
I was confused.
'he just called me a nobody, but then... what does he mean by the Prince's wife?'
I couldn't get my question answered, I didn't even see the prince. Right on that spot, we were banished.
My mum and I.
My mum cried, I couldn't. I was too down to cry.
We were sent far away, very far away.
It felt like the world had ended for us.
For three days I apologised and cried to my mum to forgive me. For three days, my mum was embittered against me.
I had brought calamity on us.
She cried I should have told her from the first day, but it's late now, we've got to move on with life.
We finally settled down at the outskirt of another village.
A month later, I discovered I was pregnant. I tried to hide it from mum but she found out. Surprisingly, she wasn't mad... she asked me if I'll keep the baby and with a smile on my face, I told her yes.
I still love him.
Months later, I gave birth to a baby boy and called him Arnold.
He grew up looking exactly like the prince.
And even though I might never get to see him again, the love of my life... I can always see him through my son.
He might have forgotten about me, but I will never forget him. At least, he made me taste what it feels like to fall in love.
I love you Arnold.
THE END
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Bitter sweet love
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju ✍️✍️
Part 1
I could stay in his arms all day long, I could just lean on his chest listening to the soft rhythm his heart beat makes.
His lips on mine tastes like fine wine, and I always get lost staring into his eyes.
The love was too real yet unreal, too dangerous but I was treading it. He loved me so much too and he assured me things would be fine.
Each time we make love, I always feel this fire burning within me, I have never felt this way before.
This is dangerous, scarry, too good to be true.
He a powerful prince in one of the most powerful kingdoms around, and I just a mere captive turned maid.
The first day I met him, I was going to the stream to fetch water and he was on a walk with his guards. He had summoned on me to come closer and asked for my name and where I lived.
It didn't end there, the following day he asked a guards to bring me to place people don't usually pass through, I met him there.
There the prince praised my beauty and there he asked me out. It came like a bomb.
Shocked and perplexed, I stood up and ran away. I did not stop till I got home. I shut the door behind me and shutting my eyes tightly, I muttered "that was a dream"
The next day, mum went out to see a friend in the next cottage. No dad, dad died in the war.
A knock came on my door and opening the door, I was shocked at who I saw.
Right in the slaves quarters, behind my mum and i's cottage door was the crown prince.
He came in immediately and held my hand.
"Helina I love you".
Long story cut short, I started dating the crown prince.
Just two weeks into our relationship felt like four years. We were dating secretly as it is forbidden in our land for a prince to date an ordinary person talk more of a mere slave girl.
At first, I wanted to ask him why he had interest in me.
What is he dating me for?
Is he just dating me to pass time?
But later on, I didn't want to ask again. I was scared of what his answer will turn out to be.
I have never loved someone this way, I fell miserably in love with him.
Everytime he wants to see me, he'll send someone to drop a piece of paper at my doorstep, and I'll immediately get the message that I should come to our secret meeting place. It went on and on till I was suddenly promoted to be a palace maid.
I knew it's his doing and it made me smile, the thought that he wants to always have me close by.
In the eyes of everyone in the palace, I was just a mere palace maid, but unknown to everyone there, I was dating the prince.
At a particular night, I was called by a guard to prepare the Prince's bath. I was both scared and nervous but isn't that supposed to be the work of his personal maid?.
After preparing his bath, as I was about leaving his bathroom, I met him just at the door. He gave one of those smiles of his that I love to see. It got me smiling and blushing stupidly.
He kissed me deeply mouthing how much he has missed me. That night, right in his bath tub, we made love.
It was the most beautiful feeling ever. I have never felt this way for anybody before.
Suddenly I was promoted to be the Prince's personal maid. I had my room directly opposite the crown prince, and almost every night he'll either sneak into my room or I sneak into his room, and we'll make love throughout the night.
The feeling was excruciating. It was heavenly.
I was madly in love. One night, after we made love, the prince told me he was going to marry me.
I thought we had started a beautiful love song. I was happy
But then, tragedy struck.
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Stay useful
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju....✍️✍️
So good evening everyone, I hope we all are fine?
Before I go to today's article, permit me to pour my heart out for a few moment.
Today I discovered something I never knew and I'm so pained.
I've been worried why I don't have any sponsors so I thought of opening another account.
Actually, I do get notified of new sponsors, then I'll go check my sponsors block but will still not see anything.
At a point, I clicked on the new sponsor notification and saw about five or so, but I was confused as to why they aren't showing on my sponsors block 😭😭😭
Today I discovered I'm actually supposed to take action, either to accept or reject.
Omoooooor 😥😥, who am I not to want a sponsor? This us painful for real.
The fact that there are alot of things I'm ignorant of on readcash.
I would I've mentioned them, but don't I know all cause I actually just accepted everyone I saw there. I hope they haven't changed their minds 😥😥
To today's article. STAY USEFUL
So I reald @sheryann article on "I listened" and I immediately had the inspiration to write on this.
STAY USEFUL.
John Keats quote: to stay youthful, stay useful. And this doesn't just apply to teenagers or young adults but also our mummies and daddies. When you're useful, you'll be youthful and full of life.
There was an article I wrote on THE RELEVANT YOUTH.
I defined youth as a "young adult".
A youth: a stage between childhood and adulthood.
Y -- Young (a young person)
O -- Outgoing ( an outgoing person)
U -- Upcoming adult.
T -- Technical and taxable
H -- Humourous ( person filled with humour)
The above and many more are the characteristics of a youth.
But being youthful, not only applies to just youths but every active person out there. You might not technically be a youth but you're youthful (my perspective).
A youthful person has full spirit and enthusiasm.
A youthful person is full of animal spirits, is vigorous, active, full-blooded, puerile, childlike in nature but at the same time manly, old, keen and young.
You might be a youth and you aren't youthful (which means, you aren't using your strength and enthusiasm).
A youthful person is hardworking and full of life, can do alot of things at a time. And that's why I used the above quote "to stay youthful, stay useful".
We find ourselves in a society lacking youthful strength, a society which need the power of vigour.
But then, the sad thing is, we have way too many youths who don't want to be youthful.
We keep blaming our leaders,but we fail to realize we can help ourselves, by making use of our strength. Youths have the strength to do alot for themselves, families and the nation around.
SAY NO TO IDLENESS.
Even as a student, find something doing and build your future, cause as we all know... "The future of the nation is in the hands of the youth".
Learn a trade, learn a skill. Earn for yourself and build structural plans ahead.
We can't spend all our youthful strength on our appearance alone. Yes our appearance matter alot too, but hard work and goal setting pays better. We have the spirit to make exploit.
At this youthful stage if our life, when we can still make use of our talents effectively, and even if we're getting older, you stay youthful... it'll still work for you cause you laid down the foundation early enough. You just keep building.
As a matter of fact, being involved in alot if activities, legal activities has it's positive effect on our health. Being active is medicinal to the heart.
When you make maximum use of your youthful strength effectively, it makes you stand taller with your accomplishments from others. It motivates you and keeps you energetic in life which is the sure and only real path to success in life.
Note that it is only hard work that will bring you more and more opportunities to showcase your talents and skills to the world.
Be hardworking, be youthful, be skillful.
Determination, attentiveness, responsibility, problem-solving, and self-control all come to mind when we're hardworking. These are important life lessons we learn when we give ourselves to hardwork.
STAY USEFUL!
Thanks for reading.
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Diamond In The Rough (DITR)
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju ✍️✍️
I know the first thing that came to your mind when you saw this title is Ayra star.
Oh yes, Ayra star. Ayra star sang a song titled DITR.
But now, listen... let's forget about Ayra star for a moment. Let's talk about you.
The Bible says children are the heritage of the Lord. Children are blessings to parents. Children are answered prayers.
There's no wedding ceremony you attend and they won't pray for the new couples multiple of times that they will bear children.
The arrival of a baby brings joy into the family.
Children are Diamonds 💎💎.
You have a father, you have a mother... regardless of wherever they may be now. Your coming into this world is not a mistake, forget about whatever situation it happened. God has account of every single child born on Earth, regardless of whatever situation the child came into this world.
Every parent want's a successful child, they want a child who will grow and obey them. And that's why they train us. It's the wish for every parent to send their children to school. Your parent might not be so rich, nor might not even be buoyant, but I want you to know that your parents love you the most.
The best way to honour your parents is to obey them, as long as their training is in accordance to the word of God.
Listen, your poor mum sent you go school to become a lawyer, you went there and decided to join cult, you decided to become an armed robber. She never wanted that for you.
Your father never wanted that for you.
You now carry guns, you now kidnap and use people for rituals. Then you get caught, and you're sentenced to death or life imprisonment. And then make he who raised you cry.
You poor Dad sent you to school, you decided to become a prostitute, you started doing hook ups. You got pregnant and decided to abort it.
Or you contacted one sexually transmitted disease or the other.
One thing that baffles me the most is the fact that, 70% of waywards had proper up bringing from home.
They said you should not go out, you want to go out to see what this evil world has in store. But you forgot there are lions out there.
Your parents might be poor, but there are many things you can do to help, rather than just sitting down and waiting for them.
You don't need to be an armed robber, you don't need to do hook up, you don't need to do Yahoo or Yahoo plus, you don't need to pic pocket.
There are alot of legal works to do, it's just too many people being way too lazy.
Before coming to school, especially if you know things aren't that easy, you should at least have one or two hand works.
There are zero capital business you can go into, go to bakery... carry bread and sell, come and pay the money after removing your profit.
Being in a school environment, you can't tell me you don't know different businesses you can go into. You stay in the hostel, there are things you can lay hands on.
80% of people who go into illegal activities or dirty works are just being covetous.
They want to live the big girls and big boys life. You want to use just four to six years you'll be spending in school to destroy your future. Be content.
Some of our parents and elders made mistakes they don't want us to make again. you should listen to them.
Listen to your parents.
No matter the era, you can't know better than them. They also passed through this stage you are now.
Make your parents happy by coming out of that dirt you put yourself in, and be the shinning diamond 💎 they want you to be. Just like the prodigal son, come back home.
You have a purpose to fulfill, you have an impact to create in your environment and even in your nation at large. Make them proud.
You can't fulfill purpose being a cultist or hook up babe. You've got to make a change.
Let your parents pray for you, a prayer coming from the bottom of their heart. It goes a long way, I don't joke with it sincerely.
Read your book, work hard and take care of your parents. They deserve it.
Make them proud.
Let them watch the diamonds they brought into the world shine again.
You can do better than that.
Be a blessing to your parents, don't be a curse.
And wherever your parents are right now, on Earth or with the Lord. Let them smile.
You only attract blessings when you do good by being that shinning diamond God wants you to be.
Do what's right, make them happy.
You're not a worthless problem, YOU ARE A SHINNING DIAMOND. You just have to come out of that rough.
Thanks for reading 🙏🙏
Shadows on the Mountains
Hi good morning everyone and how is your day going?
I'm sure everyone here is doing just great.
So yesterday I complained of having writer's block for about three days, I cane here to rant actually and just put together alot of gibberish 😂😂
Now I'm certain my writer's block is gone, cause this morning, I've been able to come up with something.
Like I promised, I said my next article will be on the pictures a friend sent to me.
Pictures of children playing and fighting on their way home from school. I came up with a poem actually. It might not really really correlate with what he actually wants but that's what came to my head.
I decided to post it here too.
I hope you all love it 🥺
*When time was young as the breaking of the dawn.*
*The Sun smiling warmly; nature's daybreak on our faces.*
*We played and fought on the dusty sands...*
*Like shadows on the mountains.*
*When anxiety and depression has not started to spawn.*
*Life seamed certain in all cases.*
*When no responsibility layed on our hands.*
*We would sit on bridges beside the fountains.*
*We saw life way too easy.*
*The hardest thing was to learn the alphabets and short words.*
*We just couldn't wait for the sound of the closing bell.*
*That sound that brewed so much joy.*
*We would run out of school like tiny dusts.*
*Blown away by the east winds.*
*To whatever direction it would;*
*like a small canoe controlled by water ripples.*
*We smiled at the golden rainbow*
*And planed to hold it on the morrow.*
*And afterwards swim in the sky*
*Our eyes blind to what life really is behind the curtains.*
*Time passed slowly on the mountains.*
*Truth grew way too old.*
*Innocency faded before our eyes.*
*Now our breasts are small and humble.*
*Our blindnes opened to late night visions.*
*The curtains of life became translucent.*
*Now we know what life holds for us.*
*It's far more than dancing like shadows on the mountains.*
*In our hands are keys of life;*
*Some to make us and some to mar us.*
*We now have responsibilities laying on our shoulders.*
*And out of the abundance of our thoughts; cometh our choices and decisions.*
*Now lecturers leave us to our doom in haste.*
*The thing we used to hate now a bitter wine on our slates.*
*If we would succeed up to our fate.*
*Now life's picture seem so frail.*
*Now the sand we fought and played on build real life castles.*
*The sands now too expensive we don't want to trample.*
*Now we want to climb the real life mountains*.
*But this time not as dancing shadows.*
WRITTEN BY FAVOUR IFEOLUWA OLANREWAJU ✍️✍️
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Writer's block???
Hiiiii good morning everyone and Happy Monday lolzz.
Okay Happy working day people, I hope everyone is fine....
So this is supposed to be a yesterday's article, I would have greeted Happy Sunday. For the past three days now, I've been suffering from writer's block. A situation whereby I find it difficult to come up and write something. It's annoying but it's just my brain telling me to take a break.
I'm majorly a story writer actually, I own a Facebook page.... 'Favour Wright Stories' page and I have an ongoing story there titled small world.
It's just a story about how small this world can be... you can't be too far. What ever you've done, good or bad will surely catch up with you. Okay that is that for that 😂.
I'm not here to tell a story, I'm here to whine... or let me say rant. It's annoying how my head has refused to cooperate with me for days, and I've been having headache all through. It's sad 😔.
Yesterday, I was able to drop an episode on my Facebook page so I felt I should write something down, but no.... I still couldn't come up with anything.
Now I just want to ask some few questions and I wish to receive answers.
"Do you guys experience this? Have you ever experienced this?"
"How do you control it?"
"What do you do when you're having a writer's block?"
"Is it a good thing?"
If you got this far, thank you so very much 🥺🥺.
A friend sent pictures of some children playing when coming back from school. Then he asked me if I still had these memories, when children fight and play when on the road when returning back from school.
Sincerely I don't, cause my mum always drive my siblings and I to and back from school. 🤦🤦
He wants me to write something about it. I don't know what to write yet. Something like childhood memory. Yea...
But that doesn't matter. I'll do some investigations and come up with something.
That should be my next article by God's grace, tomorrow amen. Cause I believe I would have dealt with this annoying writer's block.
Today is a working day, I hope everyone here has a stress free day. Don't forget to put on a smile throughout at your workplace today, your boss will be happy and upvote you with extra salary.
I'll be going to work too, to teach...
God bless every teachers out there, these children are stubborn 🤦🤦.
Regarding my writer's block... I found out that writer's block occur because writers put a lot of pressure on themselves to sound 'right' the first time, which is so true yea... Not necessarily the first time writing. And a good way to loosen up and have fun again in a draft is to give yourself permission to write imperfectly.”
I just did that.
I hope I'll get out if this soon.😂😂🤦
Six Ways to Beat Writer's Block
-- Take a Hike
---Write Yourself Out of It
--- Write Anything (😂 today I decided to just write anything 😁🥴)
----Get a Little Help from a Friend (you guys are my friends, tell me what else to do )
---Sleep On It.
---Let Your Subconscious Do the Work.
If you got to this point, you really tried for me.... ❤️❤️
Have a nice day ❤️
Thanks for reading 🙏🥺
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The Relevant Youth
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju... ✍️✍️✍️
A YOUTH... Youth is the time of life when one is young, and often means the time between childhood and adulthood (maturity). It is also defined as "the appearance, freshness, vigor, spirit, etc., characteristic of one who is young".
Y -- Young (a young person)
O -- Outgoing ( an outgoing person)
U -- Upcoming adult.
T -- Technical and taxable
H -- Humourous ( person filled with humour)
💥💥💥💥
This is the stage in life whereby a young person wants to explore and try out alot of things.
A youth wants to do so many things, youths have interests in many things like;
•playing instruments, Cooking, Sewing, Drawing, Painting, Knitting, Candle making, sign languages...., schooling, travelling...., etc
It's a normal and it's a stage every adult pass through.
But what really matters most is relevancy... 'how relevant you are'.
how important you place yourself...
how important you are. 💪💪
Relevancy
And that's doing the things that are right, dignified, important, valuable.
Not whiling away time in irrelevant things.
But focusing more on your careers, your visions and goals.
A relevant youths is yielding (positively) and young at heart ❤️
A relevant youth is Obedient;
A relevant youth is Understanding;
A relevant youth is Teachable, Timely and Taxable;
A relevant youth is Humble...;
Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art. ...
but then relevancy makes the nature's gift more pleasant and as you grow older into adulthood, your life's 'art' looks and makes beautiful 🌷🌷
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Not every opinion actually matter
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju ✍️✍️
"I don't have white teeth, so I find it difficult to smile while taking pictures, and even if I do... I won't post it"
"I don't post my pics cause I aren't beautiful/handsome like others, cause I'm not all that photogenic"
"A lot of people are far more beautiful or handsome than I am, how then do you expect me to win a beauty contest?.... Or contest for Mrs or Mr faculty or department?"
"Someone ones said I'm not beautiful enough 🤧"
"How do you expect me to contest for this when this particular person is there?"
"He/she is better than me"
These are comments from people I've hard, about themselves.
Wait.
I'll start with this first, "how many people even have white teeth?"
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When I was much younger, I had this very bad insecurity about myself.
No exaggeration, I actually believed I was the ugliest in my class then.
Then I was the youngest in my class.
each time I had a situation to go out together with, any one or two of them... I did really judged myself on the fact that guys approached them far more than they did to me.
I concluded I wasn't pretty afterwards.
The funny thing was that I was so small and young then, far more than them.
I grew up with that, believing I wasn't as pretty as the way normal girl's should. I was cutting my hair too then.
There was this particular day a female classmate legit told me, making hair might not even fit me.
One other occasion, there was harmattan... and I had to put rob on my lips.
I came to the class and she was way too dramatic. Telling me I had to wipe it off that it doesn't suit or look good on me. she said I should never try anything that is related making up or whatever,
She was like.
"Favour wipe this thing off, it doesn't look good on you... lipstick cannot even fit you"
I wiped it, but I never forgot the fact that lipstick, or lipgloss or anything related can never look good on me.
One day, she asked me if a guy ever even asked me out.
I left secondary school with all these mentality.
I entered University with it.
I'm being real here, I really didn't bother much on my dressing, my hair. I like pictures so much but if I want to post, I'll be so concerned, I might even have to ask someone to pick for me.
It was this bad, I really valued the opinion of others to be sure of something.
For the next two thirds of my first semester in hundred level, I did not really mingle with my female coursemates. I felt intimidated.
Even though I talked with few, I admired alot of them... they really are so beautiful, I believed I wasn't anything compared to them.
Then, I was scared to meet people from maybe WhatsApp or Facebook, cause I believed I aren't anywhere near the snapchat pictures I posted. I never posted my normal camera pic then.
To make things worst, I had really much pimples and black spots all over my face. I tried really hard to fight them but gave up afterwards.
And then, I'm this very skinny girl 😂😂🙈
At a point, I got to know I had admirers even with how isolated I was.
The day I got my breakthrough, I read a post about dealing insecurities.
They where just so much and stupid.
Actually everyone is built differently 👌, different style of beauty, different statures, different face shape, different eyes.
Nobody is actually ugly.
You're beautiful when you first admit you are.
Everyone can't look the same, behave the same.
We even have different talents.
I changed.
Now...
I don't need any fucking person to tell me I look good before I know that. I can always look in the mirror and say Favour you are so beautiful.. and that's all.
I decided to always smile, to talk to few more people, greet people, changed my dress style, make good hair.
I don't know where this glow came from, but it came.
I don't know where this radiance came from but it did come.
At point, my coursemates said they never knew I know how to smile.
When you believe no one is better than you... I'm not saying being overly proud, you understand what I'm saying.
Infact, be proud.... be proud of yourself. The proud of your look, be proud of your beauty.
I bet you, no one has that look... it's so unique.
What a fellow female like me can do, why the hell wouldn't I be able to do it better?
Not that you can do everything every other person can do cause we all have our specialities, but... we can do alot of things actually.
My friend worn a contest, my friend that never wanted to smile in his pictures because he doesn't have a white teeth... that doesn't post his picture.
He posted his picture.
He dealt with his insecurities,
I'm happy for him.
Well I'm happier for myself 😋😋
Well I'm skinny, I don't need to feel bad about it... it doesn't make me ugly helooo
and I don't need to hear that from you cause I have a mirror and I know I am.
I still never used a lipstick, till our dinner... I decided to get one.
I used it, I even used a powder.
I wished you saw me that day, I was the most gorgeous creature on that ground😁😁 🤪🤪
You are handsome.
You are beautiful.
Now believe this and deal with those insecurities.
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Before the Lilly got mudded
Written by Favour Ifeoluwa Olanrewaju ✍️✍️
So yesterday's service was at our camp ground. Definitely, we'll get to meet alot of people, old friends from different areas and all.
Where we parked our vehicle, dad met two if his long time old friends. One a man, the other a woman.
The woman had a little baby boy who was just starting to walk.
The adults were talking, trying to catch up with time or how do they say that phrase... 😅 lol.
My brother and I were just standing, waiting for our parents to finish their non ending discussion 🤦.
The mother was holding her baby boy, but this baby had his eyes everywhere... he just wanted to explore.
She finally let go of his little hand, at least she still has her eyes on him and people were around.
Walked through their midst, my dad greeted him just holding his hand and this baby smiled.
And that's how he greeted all the adults.
He got to where my brother was, and my brother not really the baby type just gave a small wave.
He got to me and I decided to play with him.
He started laughing. Then he bent and touched my heels. I smiled. The boy laughed, happily... like he just worn an award.
He was being so dramatic and friendly.
And then he suddenly spread out his arms, wanting me to carry him.
I was surprised but I did and he started pulling my head, laughing.
My brother watched us in amazement, even the adults including his mum glanced at us from time to time.
"Does he know you?" My brother asked out of surprise.
I only chuckled.
"Where does he want to know me from? I don't even know his mum before today"
That was my reply.
What amazed me was the fact that he was so free and friendly with someone he has never seen, talk more of known.
At a point, he made me drop him... then he'll suddenly start running, making me run after him. He'll hold my hand and start dragging me around. At a point I was tired.
But seriously, how his this boy so free?
I wanted to peep into him mind and see what is actually going on in there.
I mean, it's rear for a grown up to just meet someone for the first and the next thing, they go to the field and start playing ball if they are guys, laughing and chattering away like old time friends.
This baby was way too free.
I asked my mum, that how is he this way? Why is he this way?.
Mu mum's reply was this: "you were once like that? All children are like that from small? Though they are usually friendlier than each other... but for you, you were even more troublesome and playful"
I was surprised.
Then what happened? Was the question that dropped on my mind. Cause the favour I am ooo, doesn't know how to make friends especially physically.
I can't even approach people most times.
My point here is this.
There was a time in our lives when we had no worries,no problems, no issues, nothing bothering us, no thoughts.
No jealousy, no hatred, no malice.
We would smile and play with everyone and even if we aren't the playing type,we haboured no form of hatred and malice against anyone.
We were like lillies, growing in the mire.
It's normal to have thoughts, it's normal to have things bothering us, we are growing. It's part of growths.
But then, there's malice, envy, evil thoughts, hatred, lots of evil inner cruelty.
"What happened?"
"We got mudded.
We might not be able to erase the past vices, we might be able to be so perfect. But I believe we can still work on our inner being. We've got to work on what goes on within.
Cause no matter how beautiful and handsome you are, the ugliness inside will always suffice to the outside.
Wash that mud.
It really isn't suitable.
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Chapter 15
Finale
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"You're a bitch, an ungrateful useless girl" that was Josh's mum shouting on top of her voice.
I had decided to go see her at her office, she was so happy to receive me, she had to put on hold what she was doing before I came in. All for me to break the most hilarious news to her hearing.
She stood up and waged towards me, like she's going to hit me.
"You come here to call my son good for nothing you this tiny rubbish" she shouted angrily pointing a finger at me.
'Whoaaaaa, she's got some bad temper'
I never expected her to react this way.
Her secretary soon rushed in, and she just looked at us... not understanding the situation at hand.
She came to me.
"Plss miss you have to leave now..." She said but Mrs Amechebe disagreed.
"You go back to your post now..., this is non of your business" she said to her.
The poor lady just bowed and left the office.
I turned to Josh's mum.
"I'm surprised you care this much for your son... I bet this is just a camorflag cause if you truly care about him... then you'll care about what he wants and what he doesn't, and not go about forcing him into unhealthy relationships".
"You're not the one to teach how to take care of my child this witch" she was mad.
I shrugged "keep it up ma"
Then I picked up my bag and turned to go.
"I'll cut off every partnership I made with your family" she threatened.
I stopped and turned back to face her, then I gave a smile.
"We don't need the partnership any longer, well I don't know about my step dad... but for my mum and I, naaa"
I smiled at her.
She raised her brows.
"Wooooow.... you're really a bastard"
I decided to ignore what she said.
"You know you are acting as if... I don't know, but seriously you also benefited from partnering with us, so what all these fuss about?"
"If you're so upset, there are lots of big fish farms and a lot of them have beautiful daughters you can always marry for your son" i stated sarcastically.
Her jaws dropped.
'okay, I'm beginning to feel like I'm actually going too far... but then, I'm just trying to do everything possible to help Josh, I really don't care if I regret it later'.
If not for him, but at least Mercy.
Just then the door bursted open and Josh rushed in Mercy following immediately.
Josh walked straight and stood in front of me.
"What are you doing?" He asked angrily. I swallowed.
'Josh should not spoil things jare'
I turned to look at Mercy and she kind of looked anxious.
I breathed out.
"I came to inform your mum I'll be divorcing your stupid ass" I said nonchalantly and he was taken aback.
I bet he wasn't expecting that.
"Whaaaaaaat" was all that could come out of his mouth.
I shrugged.
"Don't worry you'll be fine, I'm hundred percent sure your mom will get you a new wife in the next three days" i said sarcastically.
His eyes widened, staring at me.
He couldn't utter a word.
I gave Mercy a long long before I began walking towards the entrance.
"You're a bitch Celine" she said behind me and I paused.
I swallowed hard.
Then trying to make my face as cold as possible, I turned again.
"Most rich girls have one thing in common... we're bitches" i said, blew them all a kiss and cat walked out.
As I walked past the secretary, she gave me a glare but I just ignored her.
Immediately I stepped into the elevator, I don't know why but tears I left my eyes.
'I really was a bitch back there'
I think I went too far, but I aren't correcting anything.
The elevator opened and I tried wiping my tears but I paused when I saw Mercy enter and rush me in a hug.
"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry for having you go through all that... I'm sorry for calling you a bitch, you aren't a bitch"
I sniffed as more tears fell.
She patted my back and hugged me tighter.
"I'm really so stingy, I'm so selfish... I didn't think about you before accepting to let you do all that, I really shouldn't have let you do all" she reprimanded herself and I withdrew from the hug.
"I'm the brain behind this, why are you blaming yourself?" I asked pissed.
"Seriously stop it"
She shook her head positively and pulled me into another hug.
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Three days later, I met Josh. He really was still angry with me.
He really scolded me, but I was surprised when he suddenly hugged me and thanked me. He stated he is beginning to see the greenlight of my effort, at least that made me happy.
My sacrifice isn't going to be in vain after all.
That afternoon, Josh mum called me and asked me to file for a divorce. By then, she had caught off her partnership with my mum and ex step dad.
But then I shocked her by telling her it isn't necessary, our marriage was fake from the start.
I lied to her that I changed our papers so our papers were fake.
When Josh heard that, he fumed he was going to cut off my legs, I had to run away from him 😂😂🤣.
But he played along after all.
All these while, I didn't go back to school just yet... you won't understand how much I've missed our old house.
I finally went back to school to join Mercy, since we're still living together.
Two months later, she gave me a wedding invitation letter.
Sarah and Josh are finally getting married.
I screamed so hard like I'm actually the one getting married.
You won't understand but I was way too happy.
I did it.
I attended their wedding and secretly went to congratulate them. And I seriously avoided Mrs Amechebe throughout.
Step dad was mad, but that's his problem.
I later got to know that he actually went to court to bribe them not to grant me a divorce, but he got a shocker that we were never married.
I'll later on go apologise to Josh's mum, but maybe after they have two children, cause that woman... "She fit still chase that girl out"
And I told Sarah same thing, not to ever disclose the truth till they become a big family.
By then, I'm sure she really won't be too mad at me.
The most important thing.
I got licensed.
I got back my perfect life lol.
And not only that, I got someone licensed too.
Too many lies and bad things, but then... I'm still gonna call myself a hero.
One more thing.... next session, we'll be living together again; Mercy and I 😁😁....
THE END
Thank so much to everyone that followed this short story. I'm grateful.
Thanks for the likes, comments and most importantly the upvotes I got from this story.
I love you all.
One more thing guys, tell me your thoughts about this story. How do you see it? What did you learn from it?
Please don't tell me you learnt to tell lie 😂😂😂.... no be me teach una that one 😂😂🤣.
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Chapter 14
Semi Finale
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Four month later
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We were done with first semester. And already in the middle of second semester. And that isn't even the reason for my excitement right now. Mum called me last night, and after chitchatting for a while, she asked me to come home very early tomorrow morning being a Saturday.
My mind had gone far, and yes I was right.
I'm finally going to be licensed.
I told Mercy and she was so happy for me.
At a point I cried.
I remembered, about a month ago now... I got home from school to see my mum. Surprisingly, step dad refuse to let me in. He asked me to go back to my husband's house.
It's that bad.
And that's why I'm this desperate, to cut off from anything that has to do with that man.... anything that involves that man.
Mum asked me to come home.
She's now back to her feet. She doesn't need the Amechebes again, she doesn't need that man again.
And realising we're finally going to get back to the way we used to be, got tears of joy out of my eyes.
'God I'm grateful'.
I know to some extent, we aren't so clean. We literarily used the Amechebes to get back to our feet, but then... everyone in this business world are these way.
They would never had partnered with us if they aren't going to gain from it.
They partnered with us because they wanted to start producing fish feed, and their company wouldn't have been this known if we didn't rob minds together.
Mum always get good fingerlings, and since mum's fish farm was actually popular... it made people patronise their fish feed since we started buying from them.
And besides, their main partnership was with dad.
At a point, I wondered if dad is aware mum is getting back on her feet.
I asked mum, and surprisingly... she told me he knows, he also wants to get his money back.
At least, things are beginning to fall in place.
Mum will be divorcing dad once she pays him her money.
And I also will divorce Josh.
We don't need them again.
And definitely, him mum will make sure they cut off every partnership they have with us.
Wait.
'does step dad know that?'
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Then I remembered the script Mercy and I wrote.
Mercy told me she'll be coming home with me. She really was so happy for me.
On our way home, I decided to reason with her.
"Mercy" I called and she looked at me.
"I'm just realising something... isn't my step-dad aware that, once mum pays the money, I'll want to divorce Josh, and he would definitely loose the partnership" I tell her, waiting for her to say something.
"Hmmmmmmm...." She reasoned too.
"Let's just keep going, we'll surely cross this bridge" she said.
I nodded and decided to forget about it.
Mum sent a location where I should come meet her, since it seems step dad doesn't want me in his house anymore.
We'll be going to the court together.
At the court, it was easier than I expected.
Knowing the fact that, there is no solid reason for dad divorcing my mum.
Well mum told me he is the one doing the divorcing.
They granted them the divorce and we went to celebrate. My mum and I. Mercy went home, and patting me and wishing me a successful shoot.
Before then, mum had payed her dept.
I was surprised when mum told me she already packed all belongings out of the house.
After that, I knew it's time.
Without my mum's consent... I'll be going to see Mrs Amechebe. I'll tell her that's the reason why I accepted to marry Josh, was for the money. Which is hundred percent true. Then I'll tell her I don't need her son or their family anymore.
Then I'll tell her she should go look for another fish farm to partner with, we don't need their partnership anymore. Then they get their daughter to marry her good for nothing son. And when those ones are also done with their money, they'll issue their son a divorce too.
And I hope she gets the message, that she should let her son marry who he wants. And not force him into unhealthy marriages.
She will surely hate me after that, but I don't give a fuck about that. She'll be mad and might not want to ever see me anywhere again.
As long has I'll be helping two souls in love.
It's just my little way of saying.
"Josh thank you for helping my mum, I'm forever grateful" "Mercy thank you for everything, I can't thank you enough... I'll forever remember you"
And that's just the beginning of this script I wrote with Mercy.
I'm not only going to get licensed... I'm gonna give someone his license too.
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Finale Episode tomorrow 💖😌🌹
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Chapter 13
Josh came in and I shut the door behind me, starting at him he stood at the center of my sitting room, his back at me.
He turned and faced me.
"You've got a nice place..."
I raised my brows wondering what he is here for.
'or is it his sister he came to see...?'
I gave him a look.
"Mercy went out not quite long..." I stated.
He shrugged, "I came to see you Celine"
'why?'
I just stared at him, waiting for him to state what he's here for.
"Yea so I was driving around, and then I decided to stop by. Can you spare me an hour out of your time?... I'm wondering if we could go out" he said coming closer and my eyes widened.
"Whaaaaaaat!"
Okay I didn't even know when I shouted like that, cuz he was taken aback.
I breathed out.
"Why? Why will you want to take me out?"
"Thinking about it... Sarah might not work too" he suddenly said and my eyes widened.
"Why...?" I muttered.
"So, if you would let me... let's create memories"
I blinked repeatedly not believing what I was hearing.
He stepped closer to me, really close.
"Let's just go out now Celine..."
That was when I had the strong smell of alcohol coming from his mouth...
I blinked.
'he's fucking drunk'
I breathed a sigh of relief for some reasons.
Seriously, Sarah came here to rant about me taking her fiance way from her... now this.
Well he is drunk.
But then, I can see something is wrong.
"You are drunk with Josh" I tell.
"I'm not Celine, I'm really myself right now I know what I'm saying..."
I sighed.
"You drove here by yourself right?"I asked him.
"Yea...." He nodded positively.
"Good" I muttered.
"I really have a tutorial to attend in the next twenty minutes so I won't be able to go out with you" i lied.
"Ohhhh..." He gave out a sad sigh, leaving me in awe.
"Alright, I'll get going now..." He murmured.
I nodded and helped him open the door.
"I could have seen you off, but then I need to prepare so I won't be late..." I lied.
"No problem" he smiled.
He stepped out, but then he suddenly stopped... turned and hugged me. My eyes widened.
"Byeee..." He said still hugging me.
I gently pushed him away from my body.
'seriously, what's all these?'
When he finally left, I got in and sank my butt into a chair.
'for reaalll...?'
When Mercy got back in the evening... I narrated everything that had happened to her. She told me not to take any to heart, since he smelled of alcohol. He was drunk.
Well I believed that. I mean... it's true.
The following day, I got a text from Josh. He was apologizing for everything that happened, telling me not to take it to heart, that he was drunk and devastated.
I showed it to Mercy.
I felt bad for him though, I mean... it's obvious things are rough between he and Sarah, even though I don't know what it is.
I talked with Mercy about it... she said she will talk to her brother and maybe Sarah too.
Weeks later, we were almost rounding up with writing our CAs when mercy shocked me with a news.
My marriage with Josh is fake.
Josh faked our papers.
I was shocked when I heard that. But then, it relieved me we don't need a divorce. Walking out of that marriage will be super easy.
Seeing I'm really close to being licensed makes me happy day by day. My mum told me things could even get good before the time she presumed.
But then, I kept feeling this urge that I could help Josh and Sarah. I mean I could give them their licence to get married. They really love each other.
I decided to talk to Mercy about it, I mean we could create a script... we could stage a dama to work things out for them.
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Chapter 12
"Who are you here to see ma'am?" I asked, ignoring her question.
"I came to see you ma'am" she replied.
I gave a confused look then she suddenly said.
"I'm Sarah, your husband... Josh's girlfriend"
My eyes widened.
I suddenly remembered, where I've seen that face. Mercy showed me a picture of her.
I swallowed, nodded and stepped out of the way for her to come in.
I watched her look around my small sitting room. But isn't this weird?
I shut the door behind me and crossed my arms.
"Sooo...." I started.
She turned and looked at me then stepped closer.
She stopped right in front of me then cleared her throat.
"I know I don't have any right to come here but then we have something in common"
I stared at her silently and just listened, wondering where she's driving to.
She looked away.
"You're younger than I thought, I shouldn't be scared but then I am"
I breathed out, not getting her point.
She looked at me.
"I... I love Josh, Josh loves me too... the feeling is mutual, we're made for each other, besides Josh really loves me and I...."
I had to cut in.
"I know all that before Miss, I know he has a girlfriend which he loves so much and that's you" I stated suddenly getting pissed even though I was trying so hard to hide it.
"I aren't just a girlfriend... I'm more than a girlfriend to him, I am supposed to be his wife not you"
I sighed.
"I understand your pain..." I tell her sincerely.
"But this isn't also my fault, I never wanted to marry Josh... we barely even know each other!"
'seriously, I thought Josh already told his lady everything'
I already have too many things going on with me, too many problems to deal with... someone shouldn't just come from nowhere and add to it.
"I know" she stated.
"I know this this isn't also your fault"
"Then what's this...?" I asked with a frown.
"Josh is slowly drifting away from me!" She shouted.
"What have you done to him?"
My eyes widened staring at her.
'okay shey this one is insane niii...?'
Am I Josh?
I sighed.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Josh doesn't look for me the way he used to, he doesn't call me regularly anymore, he now avoids my call" she stated bitterly.
"And how has this got to do with me?" I asked her.
"What did you do to him? You've stated dragging him to you!"
"Ohhhhhhh....." I muttered finally understanding what she meant.
"Dragging Josh to myself...?" I repeated and chuckled.
"You're mistaken miss" I tell her.
"You're mistaken..."
"How am I mistaken?" She asked adamantly.
"It's over a week that I've seen Josh last Celine" she stated.
'okay she knows my name'
"And I've been in school for the past one week now" I answered.
'okay it just completed a week yesterday actually'.
Whatever.
"He hasn't been picking my calls either"
"And how has that got to do with me?" I asked, anger evident in my voice.
She gave me a look.
"Just stay away from Josh... Josh assured me that you don't even share the same room nor see each other all the time, I wanted to trust you... but not anymore!" She said calmly.
"Okay, I don't need your trust... he might me seeing another woman now which is and can never be me obviously, so you should leave my house... this is non of my business" I tell her.
"I don't believe you, just stay away from him, this will be the first and the last time I'll warn you about this" she stated through gritted.
I just nodded and pointed towards the door.
She gave me one last glare and walked out.
I scoffed.
'what was that?'
I hissed and just went to my room to rest.
About thirty minutes later Mercy came home.
I didn't forget to narrate my outdeal with Sarah to her. She was a bit surprised but then she said she honestly never liked Sarah, but she doesn't have a choice on who her brother wants.
Well that's their issue to deal with.
The only thing I'm actually anxious about and I can't wait for is leaving that house and finally leaving with my mum.
I can't wait for things to be normal again. Then I'll finish school, maybe fall in love during and after and get married when I'm ready.
A week later, during one weekend... then I had totally forgotten about my encounter with Sarah. I was alone again at home when I hard a knock on the door. I went to get it and was surprised to see Josh standing there, all dress up and looking as fresh handsome as usual. I blinked twice staring at him and he smiled.
"Won't you let me come in?" He asked.
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Chapter 11
Mum disclosed to me that since I got married to the Amechebes, they partnered with her fish farm and the fish farm isn't what it used to be before. She now exports grilled cat fish.
I felt happy.
Sincerely, I feel like this still isn't the best way... mum didn't handle it the best way, but I'm her daughter, she's my mum. She tried.
And God helping me, I fell into good hands, and I hope things work out not only for me but for Josh too.
The best news she told me before she left, in a year... I'll be out of here and not only out of my forced married, but I wouldn't be going back to that house, my step dad's house. Mum would be divorcing him.
Three days later, I went back to school. I was surprised when Josh offered to drop me with my loads in school.
Afterall, we aren't enemies.
Mercy told me she has somethings to attend to at home so she resumed the following week.
Back in school, it felt as though nothing happened. This were just normal, no sign that I got married.
And besides, I kept my ring when I got to school. After all, Josh said I can have boyfriends... he even said it in plural 😂.
As long has I know how to play my games well, without his mum noticing or realising.
I aren't the kind of person so interested in guys, but for some reasons, I decided to try having a boyfriend. It won't burn.
Things began to go smoothly, I was happier... things would be falling into place soon.
Mercy and I got closer, our bond grew... we where always together anywhere anytime.
We even began living together cause we were both staying off campus.
One day, Mercy went out to see one of her random boyfriends.
I was home alone, well that's the only place I can't go with Mercy. Her dates.
I hard a knock on the door.
I stood up, not having to get the door thinking it's one one of my other friends or some guys who has been on my neck of late.
Opening the door, I came faced with an unfamiliar face. Okay let me say it was kind of familiar... but I just couldn't grab where I've seen her.
"Good evening" i greeted politely.
She smiled slightly.
"Good evening,can I come in?"
I stared at her, I'm the only one at home so I really don't feel comfortable letting someone who I possibly don't know from anywhere in.
I aren't even living on campus, I could have thought her to be a student maybe from my department or faculty.
"Who are you here to see ma'am?" I asked, ignoring her question.
"I came to see you ma'am" she replied.
I gave a confused look then she suddenly said.
"I'm Sarah, your husband... Josh's girlfriend"
My eyes widened.
I suddenly remembered, where I've seen that face. Mercy showed me picture of her.
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Chapter 10
"Business was booming and going fine till that fateful day, an individual called to inform he'll be needing hair extensions, wigs, etc... in great deal.
I never produced quarter of what he wanted to order and it seemed like a real blessing.
Since he'll be needing it just in a week time, I went and burrowed about eight million naira from the bank, using our fish farm, house and cars as collateral.
The fact that, even if he ends up not buying all... I can always sell the remaining products and pay back before the due time which is a year.
Exactly a week from the time he ordered, he came with his workers for his goods... then transferred the sum of twenty million naira to me.
I saw the alert and my eyes nearly popped out of it's socket.
Not because I haven't had such huge amount, but because I haven't ever sold up to that at once. That day supposed to be the best day of my life, but in less than an hour... it turned out to be a nightmare.
They had smoothly carried out a fake alert.
My goods were gone, and eight million naira loan vanished into thin air.
I nearly ran mad,
My fish farm, my house and cars... obviously, my hair company is gone too, there is no way I can get raw materials to continue with the amount I just lost, and I still needed to pay back the money.
I contacted the police immediately, and they promised to get to work immediately.
Soon the news had circulated among my staffs and they were shocked,
I was mercilessly defrauded.
In no time I was in tears,
All these while... you were writing exams in school and I didn't want it to affect you.
I knew I needed to do something but the problem is 'what do I do?'
I tried to gather money.... but it was obviously not working, I had to sack my staffs.
Then I knew there's no way I can continue like this, I'll loose everything and won't still be able to gather the cause my sources of income were greatly affected.
And that's where your step dad came in.
He promised to lend me the sum of twenty million naira, the exact amount I lost... only with the condition that I'll marry him. And if I'm ever able to pay him with two million naira interest, then I can go my way.
I had to sign the contract after much thinking Celine.
I did not want you to suffer"
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I couldn't believe what I just hard, what my mum just said.
I got up, my eyes teary.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" I shouted.
"You never mentioned it to me..."
She stood, tears steaming down her face.
"It was only going to break you..." She stated but I shook my head.
"You made me a bad daughter, what broke me more was that house mum... the way you suddenly made me see you broke me more mum" I cried.
She held my hand but I withdrew immediately. She bursted into tears.
"I thought I would never be able to pay that money Celine, I had to be that way... I wanted you to get used to the fact that things won't always go the way we plan, it's the truth"
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I had finally opened the door to let her in, since are said she had something to say. Only to hear this...
'it really istrue... things won't always go the way we plan.
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Chapter 9
My mum used to run a synthetic hair factory and she was exporting her products too. She had other small businesses besides but the synthetic hair factory business was the main.
It was going fine, all her businesses... we were rich, though I still don't get where the sudden greediness came from and what it's all about.
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It was getting late and still no sign of Josh...
Mercy decided to call him and as predicted, he had been with Sarah. It made me feel bad for them.
I understand how it feels, it made me remember how I felt when dad suddenly said I'll be getting married.
But then, my situation seems to be far better.
My step mum called, I had to act all excited and happy on the phone... then she asked after her son, now my husband. I had to tell her he went to the grocery to get somethings and I am cooking that's why we couldn't go together.
She told me we must always go out together no matter what.
Then she suddenly said she'll be coming early in the morning to see us before going to work.
Mercy gasped. I swallowed hard.
"Alright ma" I said before the call dropped.
Mercy immediately called Josh and putting the phone on loud speaker, we briefed him about the new development... he said he'll be back soon, then I have to move to his room tomorrow morning.
And when she comes tomorrow morning, he'll be the one to go open, while I stay on the bed in his room.
Well that's how the second day after court wedding went. She soon left. She actually bought alot of gifts, undies and sexy night gowns... lingeries.
She had to show them to me in the presence of Josh and he wasn't all shy a flustered like I was.
I wanted to enter the ground.
Josh was so perfect in acting, he acted as if everything was fine between us.
His mum asked us to kiss before she left. He did that without any remorse or fidgeting.
We kissed in the court but then.
I don't know how long we'll have to do this... but this is really sucidal.
Immediately she left, I ran off to my room.
And didn't come out till I was sure Josh would have left for work.
I wonder if Mercy was sleeping or she just decided not to come out.
I was home alone. Josh already left for work and Mercy told me she has to get somewhere.
I sighed, in less than a week, I'll be going back to school. I won't have to always be home alone.
I decided to go out and take a stroll, if not... I might die of boredom.
After dressing up, I suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
I got the door and I was surprised to see my mum standing out there.
Immediately she saw me, she rushed in and hugged me.
Then she bursted into tears.
"Celine how are you doing? I know you're not fine... I'm so sorry, but I'll get you out of here soon" she cried.
I pushed her slightly, away from my body.
"What are you here for?" I asked angrily.
She sniffed and wiped her tears.
"You'll be out of here soon"
I squeezed my face.
"You've never been remorseful, I'm sure you did everything you did out of greed, not listening to me or what I want... selling my rights because of greed" I stated in between gritted teeth and was about to slam the door on her face but she held it.
"Not because I was greedy..." She stated with tears in her eyes.
"But because I really didn't have a choice" tears rolled down her.
My eyes got teary too, not because I was moved or because she's in tears... but the fact that she keeps mentioning she didn't have a choice infuriates.
I remove her gripped from the door.
"Take your choiceless self away from this house... go back and meet your husband and children... I hate you!"
I shut the door against her face and leaned my back on it. Tears brewing out of my eyes.
"Wtf!!"
She keeps saying that shit.
"I lost everything Celine..." She said.
"I almost lost you... I couldn't bear that, so I had to do what I did. I really didn't have a choice" she said and I wrinkled my forehead.
'what the hell is she saying...?'
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Chapter 8
The following day being a Sunday, I got up from bed and decided to dress up for church. I wanted to ask if he'll be going to church too... but then , I really should face my business.
I got out of my room to the sitting room, fully dressed and ready for church... my bag hanging on my right shoulder.
The sitting room was quiet.
I was tempted to go check up on him in his room but then... I decided to ignore.
Stepping out of the compound and going towards the garage to go with the car his parents gifted me, I discovered one of the cars in the garage wasn't there... Maybe he has gone to church.
I left for church.
Besides, I don't know the church he attends.
After service, I came home and met Mercy.
When I parked, I still didn't see the car but then there was Mercy's car.
I smiled.
Mercy....
I ran into the house and the aroma of food being cooked in the kitchen was what filled my nostril.
My stomach grumbled.
I dropped my bag on one of the coaches, kicked off my shoes and ran to the kitchen.
"Mercy" I beamed excitedly and hugged her.
These few days, we've become the best of friends.
"Hey get off me... I'm not your husband"
I chuckled and released her.
"Happy Sunday Mercy..., you didn't go to church"
She shrugged.
"I'll go next week... now take this" she pushed a nylon containing something into my hands.
"You can turn semo right?.. make that, there's nothing wrong cooking for your husband" she said and went back to her cooking.
I swallowed.
I looked at the semo in my hands and she looked back at me.
"Sincerely there's nothing wrong cooking for him" she said and I looked up at her and gave her a nod.
"So I decided to make swallow" she beamed while staring the egusi soup on the fire"
'gwaaaaaard... this girl is fire'
I just felt like stocking my head into the pot 😂😂
After cooking we set the table. All through, I didn't see Josh... nor any sign of him that he's at home nor back.
And the fact that he left the house before me....
Curiosity almost killing me, I decided to ask.
"Mercy where is your brother?"
She looked at me.
"I thought you will never ask..." She muttered and I raised my brows.
"He'll be with Sarah" she said and looked at me.
'Sarah....'
I gave her a look too understanding what she meant.
"Sarah... is his girlfriend"
She nodded.
But then, I was still curious.
"I know nothing is wrong with them... like"
Okay I decided to keep quiet since I obviously didn't know what to say.
She smiled but the smile faded just as it came.
"He has been dating her for the past eight years and mum refused to let them get married" she said and I gasped.
"Whaaaaaaat"
She pulled a chair and sat down facing her food.
"Why then did he marry me?" I asked bewildered.
Right now, I feel like packing my load and leaving the house.
'wtf'
"Cause he feels if he marries you, mum's choice... and divorce you later on, then mum should let him marry Sarah"
I blinked looking at her.
I got licensed by Josh, I just have to get divorced and get mum out of that man's house.
But now it seems Josh also needs his license to married to Sarah, and then it seems like only I can make that happen.
'If that's the last and only thing I can do for him to help him, then I'll do everything within my power to help'
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Chapter 7
Days passed by so quickly... in a blink of an eye, it was two weeks already. And not just any weekend, it was the D day, the day I'll be having my wedding in the court.
I was excited, but at the same time worried. Days after my meeting with my fiance, I met with Mercy... till now, I still don't know how to appreciate her enough, she has done alot for me already. Forget the fact that I helped her in her academics.
After the wedding, my dad didn't even come to congratulate me, I noticed mum wasn't so exited as I expected her to, but I aren't bothering on that... I'm still not happy with her, I know there are better ways in solving any problem she might be having than making me get married to some random guy.
Well I was to follow my husband home, that's what my dad wished for, he seemed to be so happy with the fact that he'll be getting the contract and partnership.
My mum came to congratulate and hug me, but she wasn't wearing her best smiles. i was really tempted to ask what's wrong but then... I'm truly still angry with her.
My husband Josh, well for this little period wish my parents aren't aware of... he drove me home. Throughout the ride, we were both silent.
I too didn't have anything to say, I mean.. we barely know each other. And I loved the serenity too.
When we got to his house... a very big mansion, I finally turned to say something.
"Thank you" I bowed.
He nodded.
"Use any of the guest rooms" he said.
I nodded then...
I turned to leave but then he stopped me.
"You're free to have boyfriends... just don't let your parents or my parents find out" he said and I nodded.
"I have a girlfriend... I'm planing to marry her after you leave" he said and I turned to see he has a smile on.
I smiled too.
I think I have little idea of that feeling... that feeling when you're in love with someone.
But then I realised and I sighed.
I just got married to someone's loml all in the name of business.
"I know what you're thinking, she knows about this... you don't worry, go to your room" he said, turned and walked away.
That... didn't seem too fine, but I'm sure he wouldn't get married to me its going to give his relationship problems... except if it's something he can't control. But this never seemed like something he doesn't have a choice.
Did I forget to mention my step dad already sent my luggages over since Thursday? that's how much he really wants to discard me.
As I walked away, I suddenly heard my name.
"Celine..." I turned and saw him steps away.
"Mercy will be coming to stay with us... you won't be too bored"
I nodded and he finally walked away.
But then why do I feel like something is wrong?
I sighed and finally left for my room.
Suddenly this excitement engolved me, it suddenly occurred to me that I really am going to be away from my step dad, not just him... my mum and step siblings.
Can't wait for Mercy to be here, I have questions to ask her.
And I'm really grateful to her.
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Chapter 6
I'm the very social type in school, I made alot of friends... I was jovial, playful and brilliant. There I really helped alot of people, in many areas, even academically.
Well not until when mum remarried...
At first I went to school and pretended nothing had happened, though few people knew about my step dad's marriage. But things began to affect me when step dad began to give me problems, my step siblings too.
I would go to school sometimes and get myself drunk. I have a bestie in school. How we became besties, she wasn't doing well academically and I helped her... she liked me afterwards and we became so close.
She was the only one in school who knew what I was going through cause she was the only one I told.
Throughout my trauma, till I decided to get used to it and moved on, she was there for me.
Her name is Mercy.
"I reconsidered getting married to you not because I like you... I don't even like you a bit, you're a fucking hot dog, I just know the only way to give back to you your license is getting married to you, and I'm only doing this because you helped someone really dear to me"
I swallowed hard, I'm not getting this...
"And who is this person I helped? I asked.
"My sister..." He answered.
"Your sister?" I repeated still very much confused.
He raised his boss "yeah..."
"Do I know her...?" I asked.
He nodded positively
"Seems like..."
"Okay can you tell me her name?" I stated.
He shrugged.
"Mercy... her maybe is Mercy" he said and I gasped.
"You are Amechebe...? Then your sister is Amechebe Mercy?" I gasped.
"What? Does the name ring a bell?"
I breathed out "she's my bestie in school, anywhere... Infact, she's my sister"
Then I looked at him.
"Mercy asked you to marry me"
He shrugged and stepped closer.
"She felt that's the best way to help you... she did not know about the marriage till yesterday, mum had been so angry Mercy had to come ask me what's up..."
I swallowed and shot my eyes.
"I'm sorry for being rude" I tell him sincerely.
"Well... yesterday was fine, but today... you were as crazy as fuck"
I sighed.
This guy uses too much of curse words.
But then, there's something I still want to say.
'I'll be getting married, I'm still not ready for any responsibilities that has to do with getting married....'
I looked up at him and was about saying whatever I don't know how to even put down when he cut it.
"I know what you're thinking... you don't need to worry, we aren't couples and can never be one, we just need a court wedding and that's all, we'll get a divorce when things are fine, I'm hoping in few months though"
"We aren't ever going to do whatever couples do, especially when we're alone"
I breathed out a sigh of relieve but then I suddenly gasped. He just poured all that seriously. Then I chuckled.
'but then... aren't I inconveniencing him?'
I mean... 'what if he has plans of getting married?'
Okay I'm going to ask that later... I'm that selfish, I don't want anything that will take away this opportunity of jumping out of this sudden cage.
I'm really that selfish.
But then...
'what did he mean by these statements he made earlier...?
"You think your mum is happy with what is happening? You think she doesn't want to leave your step dad? You're so dense!"
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Chapter 5
"Why don't you want to marry me? aren't I cute enough...?" He smiled.
I shut my eyes tightly.
I so want to run at him this moment and pull out his eyes, but at the same time... 'isn't this strange and suspicious?'
"Josh don't mind my daughter... she's naturally stubborn" my mum said and I shut my eyes in anger and opened them back, then I looked sternly at the Josh guy.
"I don't care whatever your reasons are for all these... but just get this into your thick skull, I'm not marrying you?"
"Celine what is your problem?" My mum muttered but I ignored and turned back to him.
He shrugged.
Okay seriously...
My dad kept tapping his feet angrily on the floor, I swear if eyes could kill... I'll be six feet below the floor.
Dad turned to Josh apologetically,
"I really don't want you to take whatever she says seriously" dad pleaded.
I sighed.
Tears were suddenly gathering in my eyes.
'okay I shouldn't cry now...'
Josh stood up and my dad did too, followed by my mum. I didn't stand up.
He stared down at me.
"Can we talk for a moment...?" He said to me.
"Nop" I answered sharply.
My dad turned to him,
"That's not a problem... we'll excuse you now" he said.
'seriously, for crying out loud, this guy can be a ritualist... mum is so useless'
Dad and mum began to leave us, and as dad passed my front, he deliberately stepped on my feet, I didn't even move... 'beast'
I stood up too and tried following them but mum pusged me back. I scoffed angrily.
'okay truth, I shouldn't just leave... I should face this guy'.
I turned and walked towards him, then I stood in front of him.
"Please, stop this... I don't understand why all these all of a sudden, but I don't want to get married" i pleaded.
He didn't say anything, he just stared down at me... he is really quite tall.
Sincerely, Josh is handsome... but still, I can't marry now, someone with such age gap.
He sighed.
"But why...?" My eyes were teary, why are you doing this to me?" I muttered.
He scoffed.
"I don't like you..." He suddenly said and I gasped.
'what the heack?'
"You aren't even my type, you're too lousy and rude... worst of all, I can give birth to you"
I was lost.
'wtf is this rubbish?'
I folded my hands, feeling anger gradually building up in me.
"Then what the hell is all this?" I shouted.
"I want to help you, cause you helped someone very dear to me" he answered with his brows raised.
I was silent.
'help in what way?'
"You call getting married to me without my approval helping??" My voice was louder this time.
"Keep you voice low, and stop shouting... I'm right here in front of you!" His forehead wrinkled in anger.
"You think your mum is happy with what is happening? You think she doesn't want to leave your step dad? You're so dense!" He said and I stared, dumbfounded.
"I don't care"
I reconsidered getting married to you not because I like you... I don't even like you a bit, you're a fucking hot dog, I just know the only way to give back to you your license is getting married to you, and I'm only doing this because you helped someone really dear to me"
I swallowed hard, I'm not getting this...
"And who is this person I helped? I asked.
"My sister..." He answered.
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Chapter 4
Dad followed them to the door, trying to plead with them to let them settle things.
Mum kept pacing back and forth all the time dad went outside with them.
She stopped in front of me and stared at me angrily. I didn't mind though... she can stand there all she wants, she'll get out of my front when she's tired.
"Why did you do that Mel? Why....?" She suddenly shouted at me and I flinched.
I sighed and ignored her, sincerely I'm more bothered about step dad. I'm scared.
She held my shoulder and shook me roughly.
"I've been talking to you Mel... you just got your dad angry, what is wrong with you...?"
I wanted to scream it over and over again that that beast of a man is not my father, but now isn't the time for that... so I just looked away.
She held my face and made me look at her, I got pissed so I pushed her away.
"Leave me alone... leave meeeee" I scream.
"Mel what is y...."
She got interrupted by the front door being banged close. Our heads snapped towards and there was step dad walking towards us... no towards me in rage.
My mum gripped my hand tightly,
He got to my front and immediately landed two ear deafening slaps on my right cheek, my head snapped to the left.
"You are a bastard!" He shouted.
I struggled so hard to hold back my tears.
'I can swear it... I've never been called a bastard' I hate this man!
I breathed in and looked up at him.
"What are you going to do about this mess?" He shouted and tried landing another slap on my face but mum got to my front instead and held his hand,
"Please Honey, I'll talk to her..." she pleaded but he pushed her out of his front and stepped closer to me. I shook my head.
'Should I say it now that my mum is foolish?'
"Now they won't accept to partner with us this useless girl, find a way to correct this mess... otherwise, you're leaving this house, you and your mum" he stated and walked off.
Mum gasped and tried going after him but I help her hand, 'what is wrong with this woman?!'
"That's better, I love that... thank you, and I look forward to it" i said after him and he stopped on his track.
He turned and bursted into laugher, he laughed hysterically for a space of half a minute.
'what is so funny?'
And maybe he is going to run mad this time.
My mum yanked her hand from my hold and ran to him but he stopped her my stretching his hand out.
Then he looked at me.
"Ask your mum what is really going on.... you're so foolish" he said, then finally walked out.
Mum turned to me.
"Mel, you can't be the cause of my problem, only you will be thrown out" she said with gritted teeth and walked away too.
"Whaaaaaaat...?"
'what just happened?'.
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Dad gave us three days to leave the house... my mum and I.
Well... mum was obviously angry with me, she kept shouting everywhere at me to go and beg my supposed in laws. I totally ignored.
I'll be going back to Uni in two weeks time, I wish time can fly. Thank God I have a hostel.
Mum better get it into her thick skull.
'we are leaving this house for good'.
My two step brothers should be back from Uni this week, I really wish we leave before they come. For my step sis, she's still in secondary school... boarding actually.
I don't know when they'll be back and I'll have alot of enemies around... they alone are different set of problems on their own, I just hope we get out before they come back. Obviously nothing is changing.
Two days after that incident. I was in my room as usual when a knock came on my room door.
"Come in" I said and a maid came in.
She didn't bow... dad even banned all our house workers from bowing or respecting me, he really warned them about it, some of them saw him hit me that day.
Well that is the least of my problems.
"Master said you should come out to the sitting room downstairs" she said and left my room.
I sighed.
'what does that man want again...?'
I reluctantly stood up from my bed and left the room.
Getting downstairs to the general sitting room, I stopped on my track when I saw Josh, with my dad and mum all sitted.
My mum looked at me and gave a smile.
"Sit down" she said.
"What's this....?"
My dad gave me a deadly glare and I let out a sigh.
'what is this one here for?'
"I think she's not bad" the Josh guy suddenly said and I paused.
"Yes I know that..., we're so sorry for what happened?" Step dad apologised.
"Oh no problem... age is just a number" he said.
'whaaaaaat..., this is not only about age!'
'why can't I also make a choice? Is this how marriage is done?'
I shook my and glanced at the guy, then looked at my mum.
"What's this about...?" I asked her.
"He said he is going to marry you" mum beamed and I went cold.
I turned to him.
"Whyyyyyy...?" My voice came out low and pained.
He shrugged.
"Maybe I like you...."
'seriously....'
I turned to my mum and wanted to say something but dad suddenly shouted at me.
"Just sit down Celine and stop being a nuisance" he voice was angry.
I wanted to throw it back at him, that he is the nuisance here... both he, mum and this stupid Josh. But I know that will be death sentence. Sincerely, they are all nuisances.
I sat down, pissed...
"Mum and dad will come see you later, I just wanted to let you know and say hi to my fiancee" he said.
'seriously!'
I puffed out air from my mouth and faced him.
"This is not only about you, but about me..."
"Celine!" My mum screamed turning to look at me angrily. I glanced at dad and the way he was looking at me, I swear... if not because this blockhead is here, he will stand up and slap me eight times.
I ignored them anyways and faced him back.
"I don't want to get married... I don't want to..." dad cut me short my getting up in rage.
He turned to the Josh guy, "I'm sorry for this, I'll fix it" he said but the guy nodded.
"No please let her talk to me" he gave a cool smile.
'seriously, has he gone brainless?'
He turned to me.
"Why don't you want to marry me? aren't I cute enough...?" He smiled.
I shut my eyes tightly.
I wanted to run at him this moment and pull out his eyes, but at the same time... 'isn't this strange and suspicious?'
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Chapter 3
"I don't want to get married so I'm not getting married... I don't know him, and I won't marry him. I have every right to marry a man of my choice, I don't want him"
"...so I'm not getting married"
My step dad sighed and signalled a maid towards. She came.
"Get me my favourite wine..." He told her.
'whaaaaaat.. I'm still here'
He then brought out his phone and began doing whatever.
"Dad..." I shouted.
He looked up at me.
"Leave my sight Celine..."
"Woow!"
Just then mum rushed towards and stood in front of me, putting her havds together apologetically.
"Honey I'm so sorry about her attitude... she's just over exited" mum pleaded.
I couldn't believe my rears.
"Mum..?" I shouted, tears pouring out of my eyes.
She glanced at me then back at dad.
"In so sorry honey..." She pleaded again.
I blinked, not believing my ears.
Step dad didn't even spare her a glance.
"Tell her to leave my sight..." He says coldly not looking up at all.
Mum turned and grabbed my hand. I pulled my hand out if her grip immediately.
"Don't touch me" I screamed.
She forcefully grabbed my hand and pulled me along with her.
I cried and struggled with her but she didn't let go till we got to the dinning.
"Mum why" I cried when she finally let go.
"I want to hate you... I really want to hate you but I don't just see myself doing so, why mum?" I cried.
She held my hands.
"Celine... you can't hate me, I love you and trust me... I'm doing everything I'm doing for your good,"
I sniffed.
I really give up trying to convince my mum, I'll just find a way to get myself out.
I was silent for a while, then I looked up at her.
"Mum?" I called.
She squeezed my hands "yes dear..."
"Write my will, and give me mine now... just anything from you, I want to leave this house, plssss...." I pleaded.
"I can't do that without your dad's approval Celine" she said.
"That man..." I pointed towards where mum dragged me from "...he is not my dad!" I shouted tearfully, my fists clenched, my teeth gritted.
"My dad, you both divorced years ago" tears washed my face.
"But you have a new dad now..." Mum said. My head sparked.
I pushed her away, pulling my hand out of her grip.
"Get.. away.. from.. me.. I.. hate.. you! I fucking hate you" I said to her hatefully, my teeth clenched.
Then I walked out on her, to my room to cry my eyes out.
It's bad how this world is so unfair, nobody on my side... nobody to save me.
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We all sat round the dinning table. My mum, step dad then my so called suitors. Just the guy I'll be getting married to and his mum.
Isn't it obvious, can't they see it that I'm still a child???
Okay I might kind of look older than my age but no, isn't it obvious that I'm still so young??.
My mum had her hand on mine trying to calm me down but trust me, it only infuriated me the more.
I don't care, I'm not getting married.
"Our dear Celine is so beautiful" the guys mum suddenly said and I nearly choked on my food.
"I'm sure your father in law will love you..." She added.
"Right Josh...?" She asked her son who has been in his phone since the beginning of the meal.
He looked up at his mum.
"I said Celine is so beautiful..." She repeated. The guy gave me a short glance and went back to his phone.
His mum laughed trying to cover up what just happened.
"He's shy..." She laughed.
I heard him chuckle.
"So Josh is thirty three years old, how old are you Celine?" She asked.
My eyes widened.
'thirty what....???'
"Celine will be twenty seven in few months time" dad suddenly said out of nowhere and I dropped my fork.
She looked at me.
"Wooow... she doesn't seem like she's up to that, she looks twenty four to me" she said and my dad laughed.
"She actually looks younger than her age"
I gasped.
"What's that dear...?" She asked and my and dad shot me a deadly look.
I shook my head.
I don't care what happens afterwards, I'm saying it here. Mum and dad better land in hell.
"Maa..." I rubbed my palms together nervously.
"I am n..." My mum cut me short by suddenly holding my hand.
"I want to show you something..." She smiled at me and pulled me up.
I shook my head. This won't stop me from stopping this so called marriage.
"I'm not twenty seven ma..." I yelled.
Mum pulled me but before she pulled me out and try covering my mouth I shouted again.
"I'm just twenty, I don't want to get married... please don't let me marry your son" my mum paused and turned to her.
I turned too and both mother and son were looking dumbfounded.
I avoided dad's eyes as much as possible.
"Whaaaaaaat...?" She suddenly said.
"What's this Mr Amechi?"
"I'm so sorry about that ma... my daughter is just being naughty" my mum defended.
She tried pulling me out but the woman stopped her.
"Why pulling her away...? Don't worry it's fine, Josh let's go" she said and stood up.
My dad stood up too.
"Ma please let's settle this..." He pleaded but she shook her head.
"Why the lie?" She asked.
Step dad sighed.
I couldn't contain my happiness, but I knew at the back of my mind... that I should prepare to dance to the music.
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Chapter 2
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I walked aggressively towards my mum's room and barge in. They don't even use the same room...
I wanted to ask my mum alot of questions. I doubt it if she's aware of this shit, she has to stop this. Dad had seemed so serious back there.
Why will I get married now?
She wasn't in sight so I guessed she'll be in her dressing room. I barged in too, I was so mad.
She saw my coming towards so she got up from her dressing table dropping her eye pencil.
She looked all dressed up like she's going somewhere....
Celine..." She called me lowly.
I got to her front and stood right in front of her. I was really trying so hard to hold back my tears. This can't happen!
"Mum..."
"Dad came home now and said something I doubt if you ever knew about..."
She sighed and adjusted her gown.
"Dear what's that....?" She asked calmly.
I breathed in trying to calm down.
"Dad said I'm getting married mom!" I blurted out.
She was quiet.
"Mum... you heard me right, this can't happen or is this a joke?"
She came closer and held my shoulder.
"Came down Celine..., everything don't always happen as we want"
I raised my brows.
"Mum..."
"You already know about this...?" I asked in a whisper.
I can swear it, I was hoping to hear a no but she nodded positively to my display.
My own mum, agreed with my step dad to sell me off in marriage just because of money !
I pushed her hand away from my shoulder immediately like she has some deadly virus.
"And you approved of it mum?" I whisper yelled, disappointment evident in my voice.
"Celine..." She tried stepping closer but I stepped back, pointing a finger at her. She stopped on her track and just stared at me...
"I'm disappointed in you mum.." a tear left my eyes.
"I don't know what turned you into this, I can't believe you've become someone like this"
"You're rich mum, you have everything you want... do you want to build a castle in the air?" I yelled.
"Why mum??" I cried as more tears poured out of my eyes.
"Celine I... erm.. I j..." She was shuttering and I just breathed in and wiped my tears.
Maybe this is a dream after all.
I took a step backwards and turned to walk out of her room when she stopped me.
"I really don't have a say Celine... I don't have a choice, baby try to understand"
I shook my head at the rubbish mum just spat out of her mouth. Then I turned to her.
"Are you kidding me??"
"If you don't want me to get married..., aren't I your daughter? Didn't you give birth to me?" I was mad.
"You have every right to stop this from happening" I yelled as another tear left my eyes.
"That nuisance of a man should marry his daughter off" I spat.
"My husband is not a nuisance" she defended and my eyes widened.
'did my mum just say that...?'
No this should better be a bloody nightmare!
"Celine dear..." She called lowly and stepped closer. I didn't move this time, I was still in real shock.
"There's nothing wrong in getting married now..., you're twenty"
"Christina is nineteen...." I tell her.
"She's still a teen" mum defended and I gasped.
Okay this is a nightmare!
I was quiet for a while then I decided to ask.
"Then what happens to school..? We'll be resuming in less than three weeks, how do I handle getting married and being in the university?" I asked trying as much as possible to remain calm.
"You can always discuss that with your husband dear..."
She tried to place her on my shoulder but I brushed her hands off.
"Don't touch me mum"
"I lost every right and freedom I had when you married him... I don't have a say, I can't do what I want, I can't make a choice... now I can't fall in love at the right time and get married"
"And you are here..." I added.
"You haven't lost your freedom Celine... they are so rich, they will take care of you" she stated and I eyed her.
"Don't give me that bullshit mum, to hell with all of you and your stinking money" I cried and walked out of the room.
More tears left my eyes as I finally left her room.
'I can't believe you mum!'
As I ran down the stairs I met dad in the general sitting room...
'What's this snake doing here..?'
I wanted to just walk past him. I wanted to just leave the house and take a walk... to clear my head.
I was heading towards the door when dad stopped me.
"Celine....?"
I paused but I didn't turn.
"Your suitors would be coming over tomorrow... you'll get to meet your finance tomorrow, make sure you look your best" he said.
I sighed and turned then boldly walked towards him.
I stood in front of him and keeping a straight face I said.
"I don't want to get married so I'm not getting married... I don't know him, and I won't marry him. I have every right to marry a man of my choice, I don't want him"
"...so I'm not getting married"
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Chapter 1
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There's this saying I once believed in... "That you're bounded by whatever you approve" I used to have so much faith in that word, till my mum decided to re-marry.
Mum and dad got divorced when I was eight, but we were fine. My mum is really well to do... fucking rich.
I wasn't this spoilt girl but I'm really so finee.
When I was twenty, my mum decided to re-marry to a man who has two grown up sons and a daughter, and that marked the beginning of a turn around.
My step brothers are all older than I, and I'm just a year older than his daughter.
The fact that she got married isn't really a problem... but then, it's all greediness.
My mum... I doubt if I'll ever forgive her for this. She suddenly brought me into a world of slavery.
I used to think my mum is the best thing ever, but no... she suddenly got blinded by greed. She suddenly began to wish things way past her.
She started seeing an ex-gorvernor and then they got married.
The wedding was as extravagant as feeding all the cows in the streets.
That wasn't my issue till I discovered things could happen to me that I never want or bargain for. Not accident... not death.
I lost my freedom!
We moved into their house... one of the most luxurious house I have seen, talk more of living in.
I really aren't this covetous type of person so I really wasn't so swept off the floor. My mum literarily worshipped this man... it made me mad!
You know I said I really do believe in these words... "Being bounded by whatever you approve"
I believed this shit.
There are alot of thing I could get or make happen if I want. I used to have right over my thoughts, actions, decisions, my mind.
I used to have rights.
My step dad took all this away.
The worst times of my life came.
Step dad wanted to partner with a very stinky wealthy family.... he came home then, and told me I'll be getting married to their first son.
He a grown up thirty three years old and I'm just twenty years. More like I just left being a teen.
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