Countless - S01 E42 (Story Episode)

3 years ago

Countless - S01 E42 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 42

A loud bang on the door woke me from the ugly and mystical dream. I rose up immediately and leaned my head against the wall. I was sweating profusely like a thunderbolt victim.

I marched towards the door and opened it ajar. I was met with the alluring figure of Nike with a concern look that dominates her face. She was claded in a blue mini jean and a yellow tank top, which had some bold words inscribed on the brest department that reads :I CAN’T DATE AN ARSENAL FAN

I smiled and ushered her inside

She claimed she came to check on me because it was almost noon and i haven’t wake up

I told her i was alright and just needs to rest well

“alright… Breakfast is on the kitchen cabinet..when you are ready to eat” she said after the concern talks and took her leave

The memories of the dream started coming back in flashes. I relaxed on the bed, my gaze fixated on the white POP ceiling

‘Whats going on with my life? How can i be having weird and intense dreams in daybreak? Having sex with…with…wait, i don’t even know the woman or girl in my dream… Oh sh*t! How can i be having sex with someone i don’t know? This is more complicated than i can handle.

But sincerely, maybe its a premonition of danger. I don’t believe in superstition, but maybe its time for me to abstain from sex for some days. If it is so, then i need to talk with my konji

After a lot of threats that i will cut it off b4 it kills me, my Konji agreed to stay away from anything in skirt for the next two weeks

Joke’s mum got home in the night. After dinner, she came to my room to resume the dialogue. I gave her an affirmative answer and she was very excited

I elusively told her that i want us to start the child production project in the next two weeks. She wasn’t really happy, but she agreed with her usual phrase of ‘PATIENCE IS A GREAT VIRTUE’

Don’t let me bother you with the epistle of the events of the next two weeks. It was very boring without sex

I avoided Adedoyin’s call and Chioma.

The gang threats became more tense everyday

Two Weeks Later

Nike and I was taking a leisure stroll on their quiet street on a saturday morning.

Joke consented to it because of her false crippled life

I was claded in a Stephen Curry’s armless top and a blue 3-quater jean

Nike was claded in a yellow top and a grey mini skirt

She placed her left hand on my shoulder as we ambled along the quiet and serene avenue

We were gisting and laughing as we trudge on the road

We got to a more quiet area before we saw a young boy claded in boxers only ran furiously past us. We stand still as we followed the boy with our gaze down the road. Barely secs later, a much older guy with a striking resemblance to the former boy ran after him.

We watched in 3D as the older guy caught up with the boy, he gave him a tumbling kick and the boy awryed on the road groaning. The older guy started ditching heavy slaps and punches to his face

Being a good ambassador of peace and advocate of age equality, i can’t just standby and be watching one self acclaimed Undertaker to be beating his Kane

In what seems like a flash, i disengaged myself from Nike’s tight grip on me and ran towards the guy. I could here Nike screaming at me to come back, but i switched on my Pharaotic mode

I got there and tried to separate them, but the guy was a bit too energetic as he keep on withdrawing from my graps. Nike joined me seconds later and we both channelled our energy and strength into pulling them apart. After some minutes, we got them separated.

She helped the boy to his feet, his neck region and face were red swollen

“who be you? Abeg leave that boy make i kill….am” the older guy said panting heavily with contempt laced in his voice

“na fowl you wan kill? Eh? Abeg chill bro…just calm down. You no need to kill anybody….” i said amicably

“i don hear you bro…but before i go leave am, tell him to give me my winning ticket..unless i go beat sense commot for hin body!” he thundered

“what st*pid ticket are you talking about? “a voice interrupted, i turned around and saw an elderly woman approaching hurriedly “you are a useless human being ..you want to kill your brother because of ticket” she got nearer to us breathing hard

My memory was alerted when she walked closer to me because her face looks familiar. I began to search my brain to remember where i knew her from

she gave the older guy an astounding loud slap and grab the younger boy. “do you want to kill me before my time? Or is it a sin that i gave birth to three boys? Eh? We just settled your brother’s case with the police last week, now you fool want to kill your brother because of eighty thousand naira!……” the rest of her ranting trailed off from my mind as my mind completed its task of identifying her

Gawd don punish devil and his gf!!!

Who says Karma isn’t a b*tch?

I smiled wickedly and told myself silently.

GAME ON!!!