“He-he killed him!" I sobbed out, drenched in sweat. I ran my hands through my hair and paced about. My body shook rapidly, one would think I had epilepsy at this point, but I assure you, if you were in my position, you'd do the same thing. ***** “When I was a child — Everything felt so permanent. My wants, my needs, people, bonds. Now, as an adult, I have realized that nothing is. It's all temporary. We could lose it all in the blink of an eye. That has been the scariest part of adulting.” Things weren't always like this. It all began with my mother's accident — Tolulope Adegoke. She died in an accident on my fourteenth birthday. Some claimed it was an attack, others said it was just bad timing. Either way, as an orphaned child, I ended up with my Uncle. It was all sugar and Candy, Till well, you know, it turned sour. I remember the day my uncle had stripped me of my dignity, It was that day I understood what it meant to feel worthless, that same day, Hatred was born, Deep

         Dayo and I met in college. I was in 200L and he was in his 400L. He was studying medicine and I was studying theatre arts. I was 17, he was twenty. It began like every other love story, attraction, lust, and love.            Before I knew it, I was head over heels for him. After our graduation, My uncle was murdered and I had to move in with Dayo, it was all bed and roses, but then, life is a phenomenon of temporary situations, things started to change. Dayo constantly got angry over little things and from loud outbursts to being shoved I found myself at the mercy of his leather belt.             Whenever I tried to leave, he would threaten me with telling the police I asked him to murder my uncle. It was only after four years I summoned the courage to leave, demanding space. it was then I came to London, oh if only I had known.   *******

      All know is when his lips intertwined with mine, I never wanted to let go.   **************       "This is wrong" I whispered as we broke the kiss.  A tear slipped down my eyes as I looked away, guilt hit me like a pile of rocks.        "I-I just killed someone!" I yelled exasperated and frustrated. I shouldn't be doing this —what sort of person was I becoming?     "It was self-defense," Cole assured.          "What do you know?" I shot at him "I...I never wanted this, and now...” I trailed off looking away from both him and the water below.             “I think I should have stayed in Lagos if I had never left, he-he—” I tried to speak but was cut short.              "He would have still abused you. You would be at h

  I chuckled. Throwing another pillow at Cole, who had a pout on his face I was the only one having fun. I rolled my eyes at his antics as I tried to stand up from his bed, He pulled me back in, “And where are you going?” He asked with a smirk“To Work, where else?” I replied cheekily, before I Feigned a gasp, “Do you want to give me a day off cookie?” I taunted, Looking into his blue orbs, “Only if you spend it with me” He replied with a shit-eating grin, I rolled my eyes and slipped out of Bed, We had spent the whole Night cuddling, I had made it clear to him, that I wasn't ready for anything more than that.“Nooo” He grumbled playfully, as I headed into the shower, I stuck my tongue out at him, And closed the door, I undressed and stared at the mirror for a while, Scars never get old, now do they?It had been over two years since Dayo died, or better put Since I killed him. I ran my hands through my hair as the water poured

 "All of you are incompetent!" The brown-skinned, curly-haired lady spoke up, her eyes lit up with a familiar rage her workers had gotten used to over two years they'd been working for her, she tapped on her brown desk furiously, her eyes sending daggers to her employee's who were stood opposite her.   The Lady was dressed in a black blouse and black trousers with a suit jacket, her fierce personality was on display, After all, she was the owner of one of the most important companies in Los Angeles    "You had one job! Just one and you screwed it up!" she yelled, other workers had piled up behind the closed door of her office where the whole scenario was ongoing.   "Ma'am we-"   "Oh shut it! Get out! you all are fired! All of you!" She screeched as she sat back down on her seat, "Clarissa! Clarissa!" the woman barked till a timid lady walked in, holding a small tray, the fair-skinned lady h