Must Read: Adventures of Fola - Season 1 - Episode 7

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Must Read: Adventures of Fola - Season 1 - Episode 7

After telling Ada the story of the smelly
mouth old man, we laughed and talked more
about the funny things that us girls love to
talk about, I really don’t have to mention
them now do i?. The food given to me was
finished almost immediately, it was quite
yummy. After I was done eating, I asked Ada
where Michael was and she said he was in his
study room. Wow, this house has a study
room too, amazing.

A few moments later Ada asked about my
family, well I didn’t have much to tell her, and
to be honest I felt uncomfortable telling her
because she came from a well to do family, a
family that loved and cared for her, while I on
the other hand was raised up in a messed up
way, to be honest I don’t think I had a family
to begin with.

I told Ada about myself and my so called
family.


You see Ada I had a mother but no father, the
skin between her eyebrows sq££zed together
revealing a confused facial expression, so I
decided to elaborate.


What I mean is my mum, was a prostitute,
I’m saying was because I’m not sure if she’s
alive or dead. Her mother was a prostitute so
I think that’s the reason she became a
prostitute, because that was the only life she
knew. When I was very little at the age of 5, I
saw my mum and her pay for the night
having s-x in the living room or our little
home, our home was a one bedroom
apartment, for some bizarre reason she
decided to do her business in the living room
that night. When she could always go to a
hotel to do her business.

Unfortunately for me, I was thirsty, so I got
up and walked down our tiny hallway to the
living room, you see the kitchen is right where
the living room is, there’s just a small
division to separate the living room from the
kitchen. Leaving the room and getting to the
corridor, I heard some strange sounds, then
the sounds turned to screams, it sounded like
my mum, I thought someone was hurting her
so I ran to the living room. When I got there I
was shocked to the bone. I couldn’t say a
word because what I saw is what no girl, no
child my age was to ever see. The man saw
me first, seeing me spoilt his lingo so he
yelled at me to get back inside, my mum
looked at me and she didn’t say a word, she
didn’t even feel or look bad that her daughter
had seen her in an unacceptable position.

The yelling made me run back to the room,
being thirsty forgotten.

Since then, I lost every respect I had for my
mother, I stopped listening to her, or obeying
her. She punished me all the time for sleeping
over at my friend’s house without telling her.

I did that because I was tired of seeing
strange men in our house. Whenever I told
her to stop bringing all these men, she would
say these men are the people that pay our
bills, once she stops them from coming we
won’t have money for our upkeep, we won’t
be able to pay the bills and I won’t be able to
go to school. It was an awful life. I also told
her that on my 13th birthday my mum threw
me out of the house for refusing to sleep with
a man. I decided to keep the rest of my tales
of how horrible my life had been, looking at
Ada I said, you grew up with a loving family I
grew up with a horrible mother. I don’t even
know who my dad is because my mum
doesn’t know who he is; he was just one of
her customers. Ada’s lips trembled a bit, her
eyes were watery and she was about to cry.

She held my hands and said; ‘’Fola ,you were
brought into this world for a reason. Any girl
that went through what you went through
would have become exactly like her mother or
worse. But you? You refused to follow that
path. We all have the right to make our own
choice, your mum made her’s and it was
wrong, you made yours and it was the right
choice. Even if you ended up on the streets
after that choice, you still made your way to
this particular place. So I think you are a very
special and important person to God.

Wow, I can’t believe she said that. Crying
isn’t my thing, I hardly cry. But what Ada just
said made me to cry. She held me while I
cried on her shoulders, rubbing my back to
sooth me. Once I was done she helped me to
get into bed. Then brought the blankets to
my chest to cover me up, said good night to
me, and left the room. 5 minutes later I was
out like a light, having a wonderful sleep for
the first time in 8 years and a dreamless
night.
………………………………………………FOLA…………………………

The next morning, I was still in bed having an
amazing sleep, when suddenly I heard the
door being knocked on. I totally ignored it.

The bed was warm, I was warm, and cozy, and
still very sleepy. So I slept. But then someone
knocked on the door again, waking me up,
but no one came in. the room was quiet for a
few seconds. Then, the door began to open, I
still kept my eyes closed thinking it was Ada,
she would understand that I needed the sleep.
But then a very deep husky voice said, ‘’ I
know your awake Fola, get up please’’.
Oh no!, its Michael, he’s in my room, or in his
room, the room he gave me. What do I do,
pretend to be still asleep?.

Fola, he called. Wake up. The doctor is here
to check on your legs.

That was when I opened my eyes, I glared at
him. What? He just disturbed my wonderful
amazing sleep.

As usual my glare didn’t affect him so I asked
in an annoyed tone.

What is it superman?, I’m not yet done with
my sleep, please, please just let me sleep for
another hour, please.

Michael shook his head, no, you have to get
up now, I’ll call Ada to come and assist you.

Immediately he was done talking he walked
out, leaving the door opened.

5 minutes late, Ada walked in. good morning
dear, did you sleep well?.

I pouted saying, I would have, if only
superman would have just allowed me to
sleep for another hour.

Ada was a bit confused; she tilted her head to
the side asking, superman?

I looked at her, yeah superman, you know, full
of muscles, bulky everywhere, really strong….

I could go on. She was still confused, so I
made it easier for her by telling her who I was
referring to.

It’s Michael Ada, I’m talking about Michael.
Ohhhhh, yea Mr Smith, ok now I get it.

But Why do you call him Michael
I tilted my head asking, why do you call him
Mr Smith.

Well because he’s my boss.

Well then, I call him Michael because he is
not my boss. Then I smiled. She shook her
head with an expression saying, ‘’this girl is
really funny’’. Anyway I continued to tell her
why I didn’t sleep well.

‘’Apart from the fact that superman didn’t let me get my 1 hour extra sleep, he also didn’t
say good morning, I mean who does that, just
because he is older than me doesn’t mean he
shouldn’t say good morning.

Ada busted out laughing, this time I looked at
her, confused, then she said, Mr. smith never
says good morning, we tell him good
morning.

Hmm, weird, he doesn’t greet anyone good
morning, well then I’ll have to change that. I
kept that to myself anyway, not telling Ada
what I was planning on doing while I was still
in this house.

Ada came close to me and sat on the bed
asking, how is your leg, does it still hurt?.

Oh yea, , my leg, I totally forgot about it.
Removing the blanket from my body, I
checked my leg, I tried moving it but it hurt, I
looked at Ada saying, yes it still hurts.

Immediately, she got up from the bed, walking
out of the room she said, let me call the
doctor to come and check you, his downstairs
waiting.

Ok, that’s good; I thought to myself, the
doctor can give me more drugs to help with
the pain and increase its healing. If only
Michael had approached me the way Ada did,
the doctor would have been here checking my
legs 10 minutes ago, mshww annoying
human.

There in the bed, I waited for the doctor to
come up and check on my leg hoping that
Michael wont come with him, because I really
wasn’t in the mood to see him. He cut down
my sleep, for that I don’t want to see or talk
to him. Mshww yeye. I sat in the bed waiting,
few minute later, the doctor walked in, an
elderly man that was too fit to look like an
elderly man, the only way to describe him is
by saying he looked like will smith, yep I said
it, he is c.u.t.e. cute. But then Michael had to
spoil the fun of me admiring the doctor
seeing as he walked in, coming straight to the
bed, he sat right beside my thighs.

I was pissed, I glared at him saying, ’’
Michael, you really should leave, I don’t want
you hear’’.

He looked at me asking, ’’ why. I brought the
doctor so I’ll like to know what he has to say
about your leg’’.

Still glaring at him I said, ’’ well because you
cut down my beauty sleep. I was having the
most awesome, spectacular, amazing sleep
ever known to mankind, but you showed up
killing all its awesomeness . His lips started
to twitch; it’s cute but annoying at the same
time.

So is that why you’re cranky?, was thinking
it’s that time of the month, guess I was
wrong, I’ll just be careful next time when I
want to wake you up.

His words shocked me, making my mouth to
hang open, I can’t believe he just said that.
By the way the doctor is watching us , giving
the both of us big smiles, clearly he’s
enjoying the banter that’s going between
Michael and I, actually it wasn’t really a
banter, because I wasn’t taking it funny, only
Michael was, right then, he started to smile. I
ignored him and looked at the doctor asking,
‘’can you please check my leg so we can both
know how to fix it quickly, I said reminding
Michael I didn’t want him hear?’’.

The doctor answered, ’’ yes of course he bent
to check my leg asking, but why do you want
to leave don’t you like this place’’?
I nodded my head saying, ’’ yea this place is
wonderful but it isn’t the place or house that
I don’t like, it’s the person living in the
house’’.

Still checking my leg the doctor asked, who
do you want to leave? he poked my ankle
making me flinch,

I answered, the human being sitting on my
bed.

The doctor looked at Michael asking, Mr.
smith?. Why would you want to leave him,
he’s a nice young man. He then stood
straight looking at me waiting for me to
reply.

I looked at the doctor then I looked at
Michael, Michael looked at expectantly
waiting for me to give an answer, he knows I
have no excuse. He picked me up from the
streets and brought me to his house; made
sure I was taken care and brought a doctor to
check up on me. I literally had no excuse as
to why I would want to leave a very nice
young man. He hasn’t been bad to me in
anyway. So I said the obvious.

He cut down my sleep, any man that cuts
down someone’s sleep is a mean person.

So I want to know how my leg is doing so that I
can leave as soon as possible. Please.

The doctor laughed out loud, looking at
Michael he said, she’s cute, and she calls you
Michael too. A match made in heaven
What! What did he say? No, no, I won’t be
bothered I’ll just keep quiet and act like I dint
hear that.

Michael chuckled, yea, definitely my type.

Oh God these men are confusing me.

The doctor looked at me after he was done
laughing and said , your ankle is just swollen,
it’s not really sprained, nothing a pack of ice
can’t fix. So always put ice on it, and don’t
put pressure on it too, meaning no walking
around. Always sit up, or stay in bed.

Ok that’s not bad. It’s good news, that
means, my ankle will be ok in a few days,
‘’whew.’’ Once my ankle is good I’ll be out of this place.

I looked at the doctor and thanked him,
Michael thanked him also. Then the doctor
left, carrying his bag of doctor kits. Once the
doctor had gone, Michael looked at me and
asked, are you hungry?

Even if I was still a bit mad at him, I couldn’t
deny that I was hungry so I said yes. He got
up saying he’ll call Ada to come up and help
you to freshen up then your breakfast will be
brought to you up stairs. I kept quiet, not
saying a word. Before leaving, he Faced me,
bent down towards me and pecked me on the
forehead, them he left, closing the bedroom
door behind him. Oh my, he pecked me, why
did he peck me?