4months later during the December holidays, I was promoted to the next grade so I went home to spend the holidays with them as an innocent child. Dad was back and responding well to his recovery. My sister didn’t want anything to do with me. I was hurt, but at least she`s on therapy. She`ll come around. What pissed me off was Dad not telling my sister what really happened because she`s hating me for his deeds.   One Saturday, I came back home after doing my errands only to find my sister`s boyfriend at home. “I thought it was a family lunch, what is he doing here?” “He`s family now!” I laughed, “Since when?” “Since we are getting married soon.” I laughed again, “Are you sure?” I said, “When you got kidnapped, not even a single day did he come to check up on us- his family. He didn’t make any efforts for you.” “Efforts for your deeds?” she asked, “I was on a wheelchair because of you and now I almost got sol

After recess, the man went under oath immediately. I knew my Advocate is going to spin everything around, it was his idea that I claimed to be the boyfriend. He has to take me out of this situation. “Young man, please tell the court who you are.” “I am… I was the victim`s boyfriend and baby Daddy when she… when they died.” He said, “She had just told me the news!” “What, did you just say boyfriend?” he asked, “But there is her boyfriend.” “He is lying. I was her only boyfriend unless their relationship was new which makes me no father of the child.” “You were the father. He is lying, I know!” he said, “No further questions.” “Any cross…” “Yes, my lord.” He said, “I have plenty of them queued.” “Proceed!” “Mr Boyfriend, why was your girlfriend stressed the night of her death?” “Objection!” “But you asked my client the same question earlier and he answered without an objection.” He said, “Be fair.”

Do you know that feeling, a feeling you have when you know that your life is about to end? It is at that moment that one starts to give their hope to what their faith is at. At this moment, some give it to God, some to the universe, and some to unicorns. But mine, I gave it to my Guardian Angel, I gave it to the Mystery voice. I walked to the stand shivering. I knew I had fucked, but I couldn`t let my sister go to jail with me. I`d rather go alone if that`s the case. As I pleaded under oath, I had made up my mind that I`m gonna tell nothing but the truth. Even if I had to tell them what they want to hear, even if I have to lie. So be it! “Mastermind…” he sighed, “I hate to call an innocent child like you with that name. But we are not there, we are were. What is it that you want to confess?” he said, “But let me warn you, you just fucked up!” “Watch your tongue!” “My apologies, my lord.” He said, “Please tell the court of law what you want to

My first visitor in this prison hospital was my Advocate, just when I was getting discharged. Judging from my face and arm, he thought it was nothing major as my face had no bruises and my arm was balanced with a bandage, however, it was something more than major; I had internal injuries which includes broken ribs, and dislocated shoulder hence the bandage.“Never mind, I found them. Good day, Doctor.” He asked, “Are you okay, Mastermind? Does your arm still hurts?”“I thought this prisoner is not obligated to any visit. Who are you?”“His Advocate, thank you. And you must be his doctor.” He asked, “So my client, how is he?”“He is doing well so far, however, his arm is dislocated.” Said the Doctor, “Also, he has three broken ribs, with two on his right and one on his left.”“Is that all? No brain damage?”“Yes, sir!” the Doctor said i

In the morning, during the inspection, the guards found my cellmate lying on the floor. I was taken to a detention cell since I couldn’t answer what had happened to my cellmate. Also, I was awaited by my gang to account for what I did. Something I wasn’t going to do. As I was in that small cell for 8hours, they gave me all the time to think about everything. When I came out of the cell, I had made up my mind. That gang won`t beat me for protecting myself, I rather have no gang if that`s the case. I went straight to my cell to rest on my bed, a few minutes later, the Black Jesus came in. “Mastermind, how are you?” “Exhausted, and yourself?” “Worried about you.” He asked, “What happened last night?” “That son of a bitch tried to rape me!” I sighed, “Was I wrong to fight back? Was I expected to sleep with another man to be part of this group? You didn’t tell me that. And if that`s how it works here, I`d rather not belong to a gang.”