"prepare yourself for this chapter."
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I woke up with a slight headache the next day. I sat up on my portable bed while massaging my temple and squinted my eyes cause of the lights coming from the lights.
Nepa keeps the light steady these days.. Maybe a popular politician is in town unless the lights would have been disco instead. On and off.
I sighed and then looked around my room, suddenly remembering that the last place I was was in my living room. Funny thing I can't remember exactly what happened. Maybe it was because of the headache I was having that was giving me a hard time to think.
How did I get to my room?
I collected my phone from my nightstand, turned it on to see that Deardre had sent me a text which reads;
I know that you are angry and you have every reasons
Cookie's P. O. V.The past few days have been wonderful. My parents are so glad to have me back and I can't be more happy.Deardre and Jordan are happy too. They'd inform me some days ago that their white wedding would take place in England.Fabby decided we buy some things at the mall before we all travell to England for the wedding so that's how we found our self's picking some stuffs I needed at the mall in Lagos. "I'll be back..I think I need to pee." I told Fabby. He only gave a nod and I rushed to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, I did my thing and as I was rushing out, I bumped into someone.
"This book is 'on going' and in the first stage of *EDITING*""This book contains, strong language, abuse, cussing, violence and nasty things (maybe) read at your own risk".- Author.This book is written to inspire those who are having a hard time giving themselves the worth and love they deserve.📝Dear Bully,That girl you called fat; she's starving herself to death.That girl you called dumb; she's suffering from dyslexia.That boy you called bald; he has cancer.That child you called ugly; she's now having a hard time, worse! she can't control harming her self with razor.That man you laughed at because he was sitting on a wheelchair; he risked his life to save a four-year-old child
England (Deardre)"The test results came out positive.""What? Does this mean I'm pregnant?""Yes, you're two weeks pregnant miss Smith," The doctor extended his right hand towards her for an handshake as he added,"Congratulation."Deardre had tears in her eyes not because she got pregnant out of
Delta, Nigeria (Cookie)"All what your child knows how to do is fail everytime. She is a failure!" Mr. Oyin yelled, tossing the sheet of paper containing the JAMB examination score of his daughter at his wife.Mrs. Oyin caught the paper on time before it could fly down, "You'll just have to calm down. This shouting won't solve anything." She spoke calmly even if it broke her heart that Mr. Oyin called their daughter her child instead of theirs."How do I calm down Rachel? Tell me! I have bought this form for your daughter thrice. Three good times for something others write just once and pass yet your daughter couldn't achieve a good result. And you tell me to calm down after I have spent so much money on her?"
Fabian typed away on his phone while he awaited the return of his girlfriend from the restuarant's restroom. He was chatting with his friend, Deardre who lived far away in England. They had met few years back in an hotel when he had gone over there for a vacation. She was a nice, pretty lady with blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes that caught his attention when they first met. He pretended to ask for the direction to any African restaurant she knew that was around the corner and she obliged politely by giving him directions. Since that day they became friends and he took that as an opportunity to spark up more conversations with her by complimenting her lovely eyes and accent, and ever since then they became close buddies. Even when Fabian travelled back to Nigeria (Delta State to be precise), they kept in touch
England (Deardre)"How could you, Deardre? How could you do this?" Mr. Smith turned his back towards his daughter and his wife, balling his fist hard that green veins popped out."Father..""I warned you several times against that black man but you never listened," His voice echoed through the hospital room walls.
Delta state, Nigeria (Cookie)The weather was sunny today. One wouldn't want to walk under the scorching heat of the sun but Cookie had no choice. Her father had sent her on an errand to buy him dried fish from his fish customer. Cookie had no problem with running errands for him yet, it was such an undesirable task to do especially since it felt like the sun was burning her skin.Mr. Oyin's fish seller was two streets away from their house so Cookie took to running. She wanted to get there on time, buy her father's fish and then head back home quickly.When she got there, she greeted the fish seller, "Aunty Rose, good afternoon."Aunty R
England (Deadre)In a medium sized room with pink walls, a queen sized bed, a large plasma TV, a wardrobe and other furnitures too numerous to mention, there stood Deardre in the middle of the room pacing back and forth.She had her hair styled into two loose ponytails. Her lips were chap and her face was pale from worrying and thinking too much. Ever since she was a little girl, she'd been attached to her parents. They'd never let her out of their sight except she was to go to vacation camps, prom night, holidays at a family members place, sleep overs at Martina's house and so on. So much changed after she turned twenty and since then the only thing that changed much was the fact that she got pregnant and her parents weren't by her side. It made her feel sick and sad that sh