VALENTINE’S CITY
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
I came home one evening at about 10: pm in the night to see strange boys in the house. They were drinking whiskey and some were even smoking. I walked in and greeted them in a confused way. One of them answered but they rest concentrated on the things he was doing.
“Hello Good evening” I extended my greetings them all
“ How noh Périka?” One of them asked.
“ I de grande “
He turned to Mike “ na dat ya Périka this ehhh?, the Perika de like Ramsey Noir, fine boy. EE go Join we noh?” He questioned.
“ Ayy no. leave Ramsey Noir yahh.
“ Join wati? I asked being curious.
“ And besides what’s the gun and knives for?”
“Aha, Join we for this battle noh?. Na which kind question that ehb?. We want go play small hide and sick for out of Couse. You know that game way dey callam say “army Tire”.
“ You no play that game for small??” I looked at him in dismay as he continued to explain.
He walked up to me and continues “ That game way you di Carry stick run hid for bush then one person count then wuna commot start shoot?. “ I continued looking at him in dis believe. “ na that game we want go play. And this one is real life.”
“ So Do you care to join us?”
Mike persuaded the guy to leave me alone.
I went closer to Mike and whispered in his ears, asking Mike who they were and why they were having guns. I asked him what had happened to him. I tried to persuade him to think of his mum and Brother who was struggling abroad to walk for the family, but as I spoke, rain fell and washed off all the advice.
At about 11:30 pm, they prepared everything and left. I was still very surprised at what am seeing. I went to Keren’s apartment and asked her if she knew anything about Mikes gang. She said yes she knew Mike’s gang members
She told me everything I needed to know and then I left to my house. I slept that evening and on several occasions, I had scary dreams about Mike. One where he was given as the sacrificial lamb and the other where he was being stabbed by his best friend.
I couldn’t sleep again immediately after the last dream at 5: 30 pm, so I decided I was going to get my phone and go on social media. When I grabbed my phone, I saw 10 missed calls from Mike. I wondered what could have really been the issue that he call me at 3: 30 pm. I went to text and saw the message he sent me.
“ All I wanted was to get back at this people for almost destroying my face. Please report to the Police if I die here. It turned out this was all a set up to kill me. Don’t bother calling me again. Because I will throw away this phone and if I escaped successfully, I will never come to that house again. In fact you need to leave that house. And go very far for now, till things are calm. I am sorry Welly I should have listened to you when I had the chance. Please tell mum I love her so much. And tell my brother thank you for all the Love he has showned me.
I was shocked at the same time I had to hurriedly park and go back to my home town. I did everything and left without telling anyone where I was going to.
While in the bus I came across a news article online which read that there was a shot out between rubbers and military officer. The officer was reported death meanwhile two of the arm rubbers were caught. Bernard equally died in the process. Mike’s photo had been posted on the website as the culprit who did all the killings and was now on the run.
I went home to my mum and luckily it was holidays so they did not suspect anything. Mike’s brother came across the news and called me to confirm it which I accepted and told him everything that had happened. Keren on the other hand updated me on the recent development in town and in the city. She told me one of Samira’s sugar baby’s wife had caught her and warned her to stay away from the husband which she of Couse refused to. The woman in question got angry and paid someone to throw acid on her face.
She Keren had decided to go back home and begged her uncle which he took her back. She has been attending hospital sessions and trying to fight against drug abuse. Seraphin had moved out of the cite and got Married. I on the other hand had decided to go down there and park my things.
It turned out that Cite had history after all. This cite had been built by a cultist where he uses it to Derail young boys and girls who lived in that city. You had one free year, the next year your life would have become useless and you get to do things that were to glorify the demon his gods. That’s why everyone who had lived there had started living wayward except me because I had Mike and then I was equally just new. I didn’t make up to a year and that’s why my life had still been in tact.
Mike’s case was closed till 10 years later when he reached out to me through social media. He had escaped and jumped into a truck that took him to another neighboring country. Since he had been shot and had fallen and hit his head very had and so he lost his memory. It was just few weeks ago that he had regained it back.
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Just lik that ?
Oooh so sad and sweet too