Episode 7
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.Niks POV
I descended the stairs slowly holding the railings on my right because of the wedge brown sandals which matched by brown bag- I wouldn’t want to roll down the stairs on a Monday morning, as I just got a job at Barrister Ayinde’s chambers and I was expected to resume unfailingly today. I wore a red top on brown pant trouser, I neatly styled and packed my hair to the left side of my head, I also wore little make up on my face.
I got to the bottom of the stairs and caught my family already having break fast, my mum was a matron and my dad a retired secondary school principal. I greeted everyone as I dropped my bag on an empty seat, I pulled out another to sit beside my younger sister, Sade and Dayo was sitting opposite me- they are twin and they are in 100L at Lagos state University but are currently on strike. I started eating my already served meal.
Normally before I got this job last week, I would cook the break fast but I guess mum felt I needed enough time to prepare myself.
I finished my meal and half ran to my car- formerly my mum’s after saying the necessary goodbyes,
I drove out of the compound into the streets of Lagos. I turned on the radio and music blared out then I allowed my mind to roam about, my eyes still on the road though.
Francis! The name kept popping in my head ever since our encounter and was kinda glad when he promised to call soon- but what if he doesn’t? or what if he forgets about me? But then come to think of it, I think he is only using me to get to know Van the more. I shouldn’t accept that considering I just had a broken relationship just two weeks ago, I need to be happy! And I need to get back at Joe for jilting me, I think I love that guy already, Nike thought and suddenly slapped herself- Niks shut up, you’ve only met this guy once and that was two days ago and you’re already thinking of a relationship with him? I think I am desperate already, I found Joe in bed with his supposed cousin and guess what he walked me out of his bedroom, house, relationship and life claiming I am of no use to him because I denied him my body, but I guess I told him my principles right from the scratch why his he doing this now. He is probably not meant for me maybe Francis is
Niks continued her thoughts and soliloquy until she drove into an office premises, she got down from the car carrying her back and her appointment letter, she looked the door of the car and negotiated the steps which led to the reception area
‘Good morning madam’, the light complexioned Lady at the back of the oak table said smiling.
‘Good morning, I am Adenike Adekunle and I am to resume here this morning, here is my appointment letter,’ Niks said appearing very formal.
The young lady read the letter hastily and smiled after which she showed her into the CEO’s office.
Who welcomed her and introduced her to another member of staff, Chuks who showed her her office…she settled down to work for the very first time after her graduation.
What is wrong with Adenike? Why would she be thinking that way?
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Episode 8
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Van’s POV
Get up!!!! The alarm clock sounded and Van practically rolled to the floor, why should an alarm clock scare her? It was another nightmare!
She got up rubbing her rib which was almost broken, she removed the blanket and shoved it back on the bad, she staggered a little rubbing her heavy eyes with left palm and simultaneously rubbing her ribs with the other hand. She put on the lights and stood in front of the mirrored wardrobe, her eyes were puffy and red, she remember she cried for almost 12 hours out of the 24 hours in a day.
She sighed as she moved to the bathroom. She came out and picked a black skirt suit with gold blouse to wear, she carried her brown heeled sandals with a brown handbag, she packed her undone hair in a neat bun, sprayed her perfume and did a light make up on her face. She picked her phone on the dresser to check the time- it was just 6:40 am, she was an early riser and she leaves home at 7 am everyday so as to beat traffic and resume work by 8 am but now that her office is just 10 minutes drive away, she is lucky.
The earliest time she got home then was 10pm due to heavy traffic always on the way but now it would be earlier, she thought as the corners of her mouth twisted in a smile. She was very excited when she got the banking job or let’s say she had always wanted a job that would keep her outside the hell of a home for as long as 18 hours out of 24 hours. And the banking job really did a great job at keeping her out of the home but now that she is alone, she is not afraid to return home as early as possible.
She left the bedroom and headed to the kitchen to fix herself breakfast. She settled down for chicken which she saw in the freezer and micro waved with fried plantain and sweet potatoes. She ate at the dining area and cleared her
She left home at 7 am not minding how early it was and as she was about to enter her car, Aisha also came ot ready to leave for her store. They exchanged pleasantries and Aisha promised to introduce her to the other tenants on Sunday when everyone would be at home and less busy.
Van noticed the other tenants and the landlord were still around, she decided to see the old prof before she leaves and in another 20 minutes she was sitting comfortably behind her oval mahogany desk with a PC computer on it. There was a tall cabinet filled with ledgers and the likes. She finally settled down to work.
She was a marketer. She is having trouble meeting her target this month, she had been asked to find costumers whose money in the bank would be up to 10milliom naira. She has been going to meet business tycoons, chiefs,rich men begging them to open accounts in their bank but those devilish pot bellied selfish and greedy men are requesting for something she can’t give them- never even if she had been violated before. And to top it all up her boss is not helping matters he is even threatening her that he would sack her if she didn’t reach the target, he doesn’t care how she does it or he would have his way with her and cover up for her at the board’s meeting. Van knew her target would definitely not be up to 10 million naira but what can she do, nothing. She is just a nobody with bad luck! A little tear dropped from her eyes. She quickly wiped it off before someone walked in on her.
Brinnngg! The intercom rang and she picked it up, it was her boss.
‘Good morning sir’, she spoke with fear
‘ Williams, see me in my office now’, he spoke ignoring her greeting and her heartbeat increased.
What do you think the boss would say on a Monday morning.???
