“dear lord I know I’m a sinner and I don’t deserve your blessings but God have mercy on me and save me from this mess, help find my way back home and escape from the grip of this awful man, and lord if you can do this for me I would serve you till the day I die and when I grow up I will set up a foundation to stop kidnapping from this country, in Jesus name I pray, amen” Shola prayed on her knees as tears rolled down her cheek.

Ever since the confrontation about the phone, Mr Eze has been on his guard not letting Shola out of his sight and on the counter Shola had been on the monitoring waiting for him to slip and leave her with the phone. The house has been quite for the past few days with little or no words flying around.

So shola knew she had to come up with a plan if she was ever going to get out of here, first off she had to figure out where exactly she was, and then figure out how to get to the phone and instead of a call this time she would send a text message to her grandma, “but what if Mr Eze doesn’t have any airtime credit?” she thought to herself, but first thing first how was she going to figure out where she was? Mr Eze never let her out of the house, Mr Eze didn’t leave the house either, he had stalked he house with enough food that there wasn’t any reason to go out, so the question is what is she going to do to get her out of the house, she knew she had to think of something fast cos she couldn’t bear another day living with this man.

She slowly walked to the kitchen counting every step has she moved, desperate times calls for desperate measures she thought to herself, as she got into the kitchen she scanned for Mr Eze and found him sitting in the living room and staring back at her, she turned around trying to avoid his stare, walking towards the knife in the sink she whispered under her breathe “God please save my life” she took the knife and slight her wrist, blood gushed out as she screamed in pain

“what happened?!!” Mr Eze screamed in fear

Shola just stood there crying as she watched her blood begin to form into a puddle

“what have you done?!”

“do you want to kill yourself?!”

“my God you’re really bleeding!” Mr Eze said has he noticed the puddle of blood on the ground

“what exactly is wrong with you!!!”

“I need to get you to the hospital”

Shola smiled as she heard those words, trying to keep herself alert and not faint cos she was already feeling lightheaded

“why did this stupid girl behave like this? The closest hospital is at Mowe” Mr Eze blutted out of frustration has he picked her up from the ground and putting her in his car, she notice a number 14 on the wall of the house which she figured was the house,

“oh my God!” Mr Eze screamed as he noticed that she was soaking the chair, he quickly took a cloth and tied it round the hand trying to stop the bleeding

Mr Eze drove out as fast as he could, and checking Shola every two minutes, Shola also took note as they drove past an Owolodu street land mark, and as they drove past a car pack she heard a conductor scream “ 100 naira Ofada” and then they took a turn to the left and before she knew it they were at the hospital then all she could see was a bright light as she passed out.



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1 Comment

  • Mrs Quadri
    November 1, 2017 at 11:08 am

    This story is so intrigue…am waiting anxiously for the next episodes …thumps up for all anike’s story always,interesting …makes you want more ..glue to your sit …keep the work going.. GOD Almighty will always gives you more knowledge and wisdom to write more stories for your readers


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Nimota Ideraoluwa

Nimota Ideraoluwa

I am Teriba Nimota Ideraoluwa, I was born in Ogun state, into a family of eight, I'm the second child of the family and the first female child. Anike is a name my mum calls me whenever I'm sad , Anike is my Oriki (praise name). continue here...