Must Read: Adventures of Fola - Season 1 - Episode 23

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Must Read: Adventures of Fola - Season 1 - Episode 23

I stood listening to the pathetic cry coming
out from the mouth of the good for nothing
girl called Brenda. Bello was really doing a
big one on her, her hair was made into long
braids so all he had to do to was pull her hair
back real hard, this caused a great amount of
pain to her neck and back. Seeing as her
hands were tied behind her around the chair
she was seating on, it made it very difficult
for her to try and adjust whenever he pulled
her hair back.

At first, she didn’t complain when he started,
but when he did it like five times; she
couldn’t bear the pain any longer, so she
would beg for him to stop. I knew she was in
so much pain when she finally screamed, the
force of her voice shaking the whole house. I
smiled my evil smile, letting her know that we
had just started.

Her eyes found mine, pain and regret moving
in those teary eyes of hers, she committed a
crime; she has to pay for it.

“That’s enough Bello” I said, Bello stopped,
stepping away from behind her to stand in
front, while I moved to stand directly in front
of her. She was really crying right now, her
sobs could probably be heard from
downstairs. I knelt in front of her looking at
her tear stained face.
“please sir, have mercy, my neck and back
hurts like crazy, please…please…stop” she said. She looked really pathetic, I actually felt sorry for her. I stood back up facing Bello to address him.

“I think she has had enough Bello, why don’t you stay here and watch her I need to go down and be with the girls”

“Yes sir of course” replied Bello obediently.

I left the room, heading downstairs to know
what’s happening with the girls.
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“Ada, maybe you should come sit down with
us, standing there won’t solve anything it’s
obvious Gibson doesn’t want any of us to go
upstairs”, said Becky.

“She’s right you know?” I said, giving Becky a
little bit of my support. But Ada stood there
not moving, she just kept throwing her laser
beams coming from her eyes towards Gibson ,
but the laser kept bouncing off of Gibson cos
he’s all macho. She wasn’t even listening to us; she just stood her ground glaring at him.

“ I really hate you right now” said Ada

The look on Gibson suddenly changed from
being amused to being sad, then angry.
Oh boy.

I heard someone coming down the stairs I
looked back to see who it was, and it was
none other than Michael, he looked….pleased.

He walked around the couch coming to stand
in front of us, but he stopped short cos Ada
and Gibson were still having a death stare.

Walking cautiously towards them, he asked,
“Gibson, is everything alright”?, asked Michael
“yep, everything is grand”, replied Gibson unexcited, he’s voice still laced in anger
“ ok….. so why are you and Ada having a
death stare”? Asked Michael
Gibson was staring at Ada with hard unfeeling
eyes when he replied,
“Why don’t you ask her, cos I’m leaving, since you’re here now I have no need to be here”,

and with that he turned around angrily
heading for the stairs taking it two at a time,
then he was gone.

The room was silent, all eyes were on Ada,
and we all didn’t know what to say so we just watched her. Quietly after a few seconds of standing there, she closed her eyes then
slowly took a deep breath, in a defeated tone,
she said “I’m going to the kitchen, if anyone needs me, just call me” then she walked away
and headed for the kitchen. We all watched
her as she went, no one said anything.

After she was gone, Becky spoke up, “well,
since that little drama is over I say we focus
on the real matter at hand”, looking at
Michael she asked,
“What’s happening with the crazy girl that tried to kill Fola?”, she asked dropping her
nail file in her bag. But Michael wasn’t
listening to Becky he was worried about
Gibson and Ada as he watched her walk to
the kitchen
“ yo! Michael” called becky
Michael eyes darted at Becky at the sound of
her voice, but I could see he wasn’t in the
mood to handle her own type of craziness.

“She’s upstairs Becky, we’ve called the police,
they should be on their way by now” then he walked over to me and sat beside me, pulling me closer to him and taking my hand in his to hold.

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Ada.
I walked into the kitchen feeling like an idiot, I
mean what in the world did I even see in that
annoying, arrogant, over controlling human
being anyway.
He might be cute, and handsome, and tall
and….and….hurghhh. Manly, but that doesn’t
mean he is allowed to use all these qualities
to torment and control me. Rubbish human
being. He can go and jump over a bridge for
all I care.

“ Ada, are you ok, you look like you’re about
to demolish a house, or maybe run through
someone”, as she said that she quickly moved
out of my way, in case I decide she would be
my first target.

“Nothing Cynthia, I’m just a little bit pissed” I
sighed, then looked around the kitchen
asking,
“How far with lunch?” I asked
“Lunch?” asked one of the maids Mary,
“Yes, lunch” I replied, looking at her to see if she was ok, I mean doesn’t she expect the
house to eat?

“ we are making dinner Ada, in fact we didn’t even have to make dinner because after what happened earlier today to miss Fola, everyone
seemed to just forget about lunch, so instead
of us making another meal for dinner, we
decided that lunch will be for dinner” said Cynthia
I stood there staring at her, wow so we all
forgot about lunch. Amazing, did the whole
incident take the whole day? hmm
“Well okay that’s good, lunch for dinner,
that’s good. okay since I have nothing doing
here, I’ll just head on upstairs and rest for a
bit, if you girls need me I’ll be in my room”,
once I said that, I turned around and took my
disturbed mind up the stairs, I just wanted to
sleep because I wanted to not think about
Gibson, even if it’s for an hour.
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Stephen.
I stood there staring at Brenda the witch, I
still can’t believe she had the guts to attack
Fola, she must have a death wish, seriously,
Because no one in their right mind will dare
come into this house to attack anyone,
especially Fola, our golden one.

Her head was down, and her hands were still
tied behind her as she sat on the chair. I kept
watching her, wondering if she is dead or
alive, but I don’t think she’s dead cos Bello
didn’t really torture her all he did to her was
Childs play, as I watched her, her left leg
moved, then she raised her head up slowly.
At first she didn’t see me because I was at
the far corner of the room, my back to the
wall. She looked around the room probably
trying to see if anyone was still around, as
she looked, her eyes went passed me, but
then it quickly came back.

Different expressions showed on her face, the
first was fear, the second disgust, and the
third anger.
“What are you doing you here little boy, aren’t
you supposed to be in your room reading a
book or something?”

I stood there saying nothing, I just watched
her,

“Won’t you say anything? Ehn, you ingrate,
you and your brother are just the same.
Stupid fools, just swimming in money, you
have nothing to do with it than to spend it on
some hopeless, homeless girl that has
nothing to her name, she has no father, and
her own mother threw her out of the house,
didn’t that alone tell you that she is no
good? Ehn, tell me? I mean ever since she
came into this house, all you have
experienced is one problem to another; no
one has had any peace of mind. And still you
keep her here, if I were you I would persuade
Michael to throw her out or just give her back
to her mother, since it’s her mother that
wants her. But no you’re still keeping her
….she shook her head, “you all are just fools”.

I moved myself away from the wall, trying to
hold my anger in. I was boiling inside.

This lady is just crazy, she still has the mouth to talk after all that she has been through, after the whole bunch of trouble she has gotten herself into. She can still talk?.

Wow I kept walking towards her, then I stopped a few feet away from her, I didn’t want to get closer because I’m not sure what I’ll do if I do get close, because my hands are itching to do some damage to that stupid mouth of hers.

I looked at her, really looked at her, then I
asked,
“ Are you sure you’re not related to the devil?,
because the both of you talk and act the
same, I’ll totally believe if I’m told you guys
are twins sef, cos hearing all of what you just
said, I’m convinced you and the devil are
related. Anyway, in case you decide not to
ask for forgiveness from God and to give your
life to him so you can be saved, when you
finally see the devil your brother, say hi to
him for me. And tell him there is no way I’ll
ever see him, because I’ll be in heaven
sipping tea with my father in heaven. You
know who my father is right?”
She was looking at me like I was crazy but
hearing my question she shook her head
negatively
“Well my father is God maker of the world,
creator of you and me” then I smiled at her She looked really confused so I waited
patiently cos I knew she was about to talk
some more,
“ how can you say you’ll be in heaven sipping
tea with God after what you and your brother
just did to me? do you think you are better
than me?, listen to me, and listen well. You
are not. All that you have done to me will
send you straight to hell. I know all about
Christianity, and I can see right here that you
don’t. Because even the bible says we are to
love our enemies. I am your enemy but you
don’t love me, so my dear you have sinned.

Because you have disobeyed God, So don’t
worry the both of us will be sharing a cell in
hell. I’ll be waiting for you.”

My God, she’s right. What have we done? God
please forgive us.
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Gibson.
I have no idea why I love that girl called Ada,
she is so stubborn, and she never listens to
me. Always wants to do things her own way
even if it is the wrong way, Why can’t she just listen to me?.

I stopped in my tracks to think properly, I
realized that doing this by myself isn’t
working. I have tried my best to make my
relationship with Ada to work. And I really
don’t want it to shatter. So right there in the
hallway, I said a short prayer, asking God for
his help, Cos I really can’t do this on my own.
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Bello.
I stood by the door listening to Stephen and
Brenda talk. All that Brenda said is actually
true. We are not better than she is. But we
won’t let her know that. Yes we punished her,
but it wasn’t our punishment to give.
We were meant to just hand her to the police,
and let the law take over. But knowing
Michael he won’t do that without dealing with
her even if it’s just for a little while. And he
did.

I’m not a Christian, my father was a Muslim,
while my mother was a Christian, so I grew
up being a Muslim cos I wanted to be like my
father. But from time to time my mom would
preach to me, she always had the faith that I
would one day convert to Christianity and
from what I’ve heard Brenda say, I think I
might.

The army changed us, but it shouldn’t
change our faith. It shouldn’t change what
we believe in. I need to talk to Michael; he
needs to know that if we keep living this way,
being a Luke warm Christian. We might never
make heaven.

I was about to leave when I heard Stephen
speak, he said,
“What you’ve said is true, we aren’t better than you, but you know the truth and still you
are you. Tell me, when you die what will the
book of life say of you? that you knew the
truth and still you were you. I have learned
from you Brenda, and believe me I am going
to change, I am going to ask God to forgive
me, but will you do the same? Are you going
to change?” …….

Brenda didn’t reply, I guess she knew he was
right. I heard Stephen sigh, then I heard him
walking away from her, but then he stopped
and said to her,
“I hardly read by the way, God has given me a gift, a photographic memory, I’m quite
intelligent, it’s the reason why the
government gives me various jobs to do for
them, cos its easy for me to do, and the
money we make isn’t wasted, forget about
how young I am, they couldn’t find anyone
smart enough to do some of the job I am
doing for them currently, that’s one of the
many reasons why I and my brother are
swimming in money. And about Fola, you’ve
seen Fola haven’t you? She is unique. We
knew that even when we met her, so there
was no way we were going to send her back
on the streets not after what we had seen in
her. Our money wasn’t wasted; no it was
used for the good of mankind. It was used for
Fola.”

And with that he walked away, closing the
door behind him. I was so proud of him,
because at 16 he was already talking like a
grown man. I placed my hand on his shoulder
and said to him,
“Michael is lucky to have you as a brother”

“Thanks” replied Stephen, feeling proud of himself too. He stood there by the door, while I walked away to go find Michael, I had to talk
to him.
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Gibson.
After I was done saying my short prayer to
God, I continued my walk to the room where
Brenda was held and kept. That girl really has
some guts, coming into Michael’s house to
attack Fola, his own Fola. I shook my head
thinking about it, how can she be so stupid,
did she think she was going to succeed or
even get caught?

Michael’s house has a 24/7 security system,
anything that gets triggered at home will alert
his men at the office, at the same time his
men will let the police know. So before ten to
fifteen minutes his house will be swamped
with armed men. So how did she think she
was going to get away?

I was thinking about all these when I saw
Bello approaching me, if he isn’t guarding
Brenda, then who is?
Immediately he got to me, I asked, “who is
guarding Brenda”

“Stephen is, don’t worry”

“Oh ok, so where are you going to?” I asked

“I need to talk to Michael; do you know where
he is?”

“Yeah, downstairs in the living room with the
girls”.

“Ok, thanks,” and with that he left, our
conversation over. I wonder what he wants to
talk to Michael about. I decided to ignore that
thought and go stand guard with Stephen, if
anything was to happen, Stephen would need
backup. And I will be it.
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Ada
As I got to the end of the stairs, I saw Bello
walking towards me, what is he doing here?.
Then I remembered Brenda. Shoot! She’s in
my room, how will I sleep now; there’s no
room for me to sleep in. Kai. Ohhhh.

“Ada, you’re not supposed to be here”, said
Bello,
“Yes I know, I forgot that Brenda is in my
room, I wanted to rest for a little while, but
now that she is there I have nowhere to rest”.

He looked at me thinking, I could practically
see the wheels turning in his head.

“Why don’t you go to the pool side?, you
could rest there for a bit, that’s where Fola
was this morning”

“Oh my gosh!, thank you”[B] I don’t know how it happened but my body moved on its own,
and I found myself hugging him. As quickly
as it happened , I was out of his hands, this
is because my arrogant, over controlling boy-
friend had taken me away from him, placing
me beside him,
Oh boy this is not good.

[B]“What’s going on here” asked Gibson, looking from me to bello.

“Nothing” replied Bello.

“Nothing?” asked Gibson angrily
“Yes Gibson, nothing, she hugged me because
she was excited about what I said”
“Really, and what did you say?” asked Gibson arrogantly
“Well…. i…”
“He said nothing Gibson; it’s between the
both of us ok. So stop being mean and
arrogant and just go your merry way.”

Gibson was facing Bello but at my words he
turned slowly to face me, shoot! What have I
done?

I began to move backwards slowly, preparing
to escape, because the look in Gibson’s eyes
was just plain murder.

“What did you say?” he asked taking a step
forward as I took a step back, I kept going
and he kept coming. Oh god, I’m in so much
trouble.

The best possible way to escape from him is
to literally escape him and that’s exactly
what I did. I escaped.

Gathering all of my strength I turned fully and
bolted for the stairs, running down as fast as
I could.
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Fola
Michael looked and felt different when he sat
beside me, I just couldn’t figure out why. He
took my hands in his and held it tightly, his
eyes unfocused, staring into nothing. I stared
at him, trying to figure out why he felt and
looked different.

He took a glance at me, and then looked
away. I continued to look at him for like
another minute, then I couldn’t hold it any
longer, I had to ask.

“Michael, are you ok?” he shifted a bit to take out his phone from his pocket answering,
“Yeah, I am, why?”

I adjusted myself beside him, taking my hand
out from his. He didn’t like it. So he took it
back

“Michael I’m trying to have a conversation
with you”, I said a bit haughtily
“Yeah, and we can have that while I’m still holding your hand”. Sighing heavily I said,

“I want to talk to you while facing you, I can’t do that with you holding my hand, I’ll have to turn my neck to face you. Staying that way for a long time will hurt”
He sighed heavily “ Fola, I almost lost you
today, God knows what I would have done if
anything ever happened to you. So please just
let me have this moment of holding your
hand, it’s all I ask okay?.”

Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever heard Michael
sound so …..so….resigned. I felt the whole
room looking at us, well not much of a room
anyway since its just Becky and Nancy.

Giving him back my hand , I allowed Michael
to hold me, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t
going to question him, so I did.

“What did you do to Brenda?”
I asked, my
heart beating, cos hearing Brenda scream in
that manner meant he must have done
something really bad to her, and I don’t want
him going to jail because of her.

“Nothing serious, just caused her a little pain,
she wasn’t even bruised.” He said it like he wasn’t there when she was screaming the house down.

“ Michael, she was screaming the house
down, whatever you did to her must have hurt
a lot, why did you hurt in the first place, I
thought the police was going to handle it”.

“ Fola, she almost killed you today. I think
you don’t understand what you mean to me
so let me explain it to you”.

He adjusted the both of us so we were both
facing each other. Holding me by the face he
said, enunciating every word

“ Fola, you. Are. My . world, losing you would
be losing a part of myself, I would be
incomplete without you. You’re my other half.

Fola, you complete me……. he was quiet for a
bit then he closed his eyes, his hands was
still holding my face. So I just sat there
watching him. my God what is he thinking, he
can’t just say that and not say anything else.
After s few moment of my mind thinking
about what and what he might be thinking
about, he opened his eyes and said
[B]“ ok I have to do this”
Huh? Do what, what does he want to do?
Suddenly Michael got down on one knee, he
brought out a small black box, my heart was
beating a hundred times faster than normal
when I realized what he was about to do.

I was finding it hard to breathe, I heard Nancy
take in a sharp breath in surprise, Becky said
something I couldn’t understand cos my mind
was on Michael, on his knees, looking
straight into my eyes, with the small black
box in his hands.
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Ada
I got down the stairs feeling Gibson close
behind me, from my side view; I could see
Michael on his knees, his right hand
stretched out towards Fola with a black box
in it. Something was glittering inside the box;
I didn’t have time to properly look cos my
mind was somewhere else. Yes my mind was
on how I was going to run way from Gibson,
far far away.

I headed straight for the pool, hearing Gibson
shouting at me to stop. I was never going to
stop, no way.
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Gibson.

“Ada stop running!” I yelled… “Ada!”

But no she refused to stop, she just kept
running, God why did you have to give me
such a woman for heaven’s sake, ehn? She’s so stubborn. And she can run too. Chai!

“Ada!” with the last of my energy I was able
to catch her, but unfortunately for us, I dived
for her sending us both into pool.

She is so going to hate me for this.
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.
Fola.
Oh my gosh, Michael is on his knees, facing
me, with a box in his hands.

I looked at him, then at the box, then back at
him, my eyes were as round as saucers, I
tried forming words with my lips but they
seemed paralyzed, I mean he is on his knees,
with a box in his hands. Is he about to…..

I really prefer him talking right now than me,
I’m sure what he is about to say is way better than mine.

“Fola, I know we haven’t known each other enough to be, you know together, but
honestly I can’t picture myself with any other
girl than you. You are my everything, after all
that I have been through with my brother, I’ve always thought that there is no way for me to be happy again. But then you came into my life, and you showed me what it means to be loved. No one else can make me feel the way you do. So please, please and please, will you do me the honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?”

I sat there staring at the love of my life,
staring at the box in his hand. It had a huge
diamond ring in it, its side was pink. It was
the most beautiful ring I had ever seen.
But even with its beauty, am I ready to get
married? am I even right for him?, is this the
right thing to do?

I didn’t know what to tell him, yes or no. oh
God please what should I say.
Yes, or No.