Allen Avenue ( Story Of A Call Worker)

Seated Too

She's so cruél

Ride on

make i join unaa...

Nawow! That vllage must be damn dumb

hmmmm

Allen Avenue Episode 1 * Continues* Ifeoma ” Ifeoma Ambrose” I looked up from my biology text book. Mrs Anene our vice principal stood in front of my classroom. No wonder the noisy class had suddenly gone quiet. ” Ma” i stood up. ” See me in my office during recess” She walked out of the class. Juliet gave me the ” what have you done this time” look and i replied her with the” I don’t know” expression. It is amazing how you can communicate with your bestfriend without uttering a single word.During recess i went to the VP’ s office and knocked on her door, she beckoned me in. ” Sit down. Your year tutor brought it to my notice that your grades are dropping badly.You were once the most brilliant girl in this school! are you keeping company with bad girls?” My eyes dropped to my thighs. ” No ma” ” Talk to me…..what is the problem?” My eyes misted with tears. ” My mom has never liked me, but these past few days her hatred for me has intensified. She finds a reason to beat me, at home i am always doing a chore or the other. She does not give me time to study or even do my assignment. ” ” Your mother doesn’t hate you. She is only bringing you up as a good mother should. That is no excuse for you to fail any subject again or score below 60 marks!” ” OK Ma.” I said. Maybe this is the way every parents treat their child, but why is my dad not mean to me? ” You may go back to your class, study extra hard girl!” ” Thank you ma.” I went back to my class. On the way home i couldn’t resist asking Juliet if her mother also beats her for no good reason. ” No, she tells me to go to my room when i do something bad. Or i won’t be allowed to watch TV for a week!” ” Really? you are lucky!” She opened her bag and brought out a set of perfume. It was so cute and girly. Katy perry. ” Bro Jeff said i should give this to you” ” Awww. It is so cute but i can’t accept it.” Bro Jeff was Juliet’ s elder brother, he was always buying us something. If i had an elder brother i would want him to be as nice and generous as Bro Jeff but i have a little brother and he is a good brother too. ” Why?! He got me one too!” ” Jules please i can’t accept it. Please thank him for me.” She put it back it her school bag as we stopped a bike. My feet had never stepped into my mom’ s car before, when dad had the time he takes me to school but those were on some rare occasions. The biker stopped in front of my gate and i paid him. Juliet lives in the house next to mine so we see often outside school. I went into the sitting room, Toby was asleep on the settee and i carried him into his room. Mom called me from the kitchen, i ran into the kitchen afraid she would box my ears if she called me twice. “Good afternoon Mom, i took Toby into his room”. ” How are you sweetie?” I was stunned. ” Am fine ma” ” Come, i have something for you, come closer”. I moved closer to her, is this for real? She asked me to give her my hand, before i could realize her intention she had forced my hand into a steaming bowl of water she had in front of her. I yelped in pain trying to snatch my hand away but her grip on mine was too tight. Some of the hot water splashed on her and she gave me a back hand slap with her free hand. ” How dare you! how dare you report me to your Vice principal! That holier_ than_ thou woman called me preaching to me! so i don’t know how to train my own child ehn!” She screamed. ” What is going on here?” Dad asked. His eyes taking in the scene before his eyes, my cries could be heard miles away. My hand which was held tightly into the hot water had lost all its skin looking like chicken breast. He pushed her away with a force and she landed on her rump. He scooped me into his arms and ran out of the flat. He placed me gently on the back seat of his car and drove me to the nearest clinic. Is this normal? is this also part of godly upbringing? i closed my eyes as the pain became unbearable for me. Please i want to die. I tossed and turned all night, dad came to check up on me frequently. He kept saying Nne ndo, touching my hair, asking if i was alright. In the morning he brought me a cup of tea and i took my pain killers and antibiotics. He took me into the bathroom and cleaned my body with warm water. My left hand looked hidious and it was patched with wool which had already turned yellow. Dad had told them at the pharmacy that I had mistakenly put my hand into a bowl of hot water. The old lady had berated me severely as she was treating the wound. Dad carried me into my bed. He placed some money under my pillow and left for work. Minutes later i heard my door creak open slowly and i closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. Mom came into the room and sat beside me on the bed. I tried to relax my features like i was truly sleeping. Her blackberry phone rang and she answered the call. ” Hello” She said. Pause. ” Please i beg you in the name of God. Where will i get such amount of money! I have sold all my jewelries……i have nothing else to sell!” Pause. ” What did you do with the one millionaira i gave you just last week! Biko have mercy on me nau! hello! hello!” She stood up and left my room banging the door after her. Who was at the other end? Mom sounded so frightened, i never knew anything could rattle her or anyone for that matter. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 2 Continues... Ebere Chika' s corpse was by the roadside for three days, when Madam came to pick us that night she asked us to pretend Chika was not one of us. She made us stay back home for three days sorting out her wardrobe. I walked around with the guilt of my best friend' s death on my young shoulders. I missed my mother, i missed my best friend Chika. Madam was complaining daily about how we are not making her any money. When we resumed working we heard the government had come for the body. The nights were cold and the pay was very small. Some men would say they want to f* uck you with a bottle, the old timers gradually accepted us into their circle and showed us the ropes. We were inducted about the pros and cons, we were also told we need contacts because only roadside hustling doesn't pay. With their influence we were allowed into Pekas where the big men and yahoo guys came to spend their money. You have to act like you know because nobody likes a novice and clients need to know they won't be wasting their hard earned money on some mommy and daddy f*uck. You dont just stand expecting a customer to walk up to you, you have to advertise your wares and lay emphasis on your skills, he ( Client) should be able to climax with the mental pictures you have created. First your clothes has to be on point, you have to move with the bigger girls and establish contacts. Always go an extra mile to please a client. Make the police your friend and watch everything work together for your good......a client is refusing to pay? Call them! Client gave you half payment? call them! want to scam a client? Call them! stay away from other people' s client and you don't have to watch your back. Ignore people. Those tiny legged girls claiming holy? ignore them! Those women in their flashy cars who slowed down just to stare at you and use you to set a bad example to their kids when they get home? Ignore them!those fake pastors who comes to shout fire and brimestone? Ignore them? When you are on duty and you see any one you know! Ignore! Your mother saw you and called your name? Ignore! those women who nods their head accusingly, ignore! those women from the Saint Leo church round the corner..... You know what to do. The worst mistake to make is to fall in love with a client or let him do you skinny! always insist on using a condom! I bought dye of different colors and changed the colors of the clothes i brought with me from the village. I modified most of them, a shred here or there with blade, a cut or two in a jean or blouse to give it a Kanye West design look. I kept back some of the meager money i made and saved religiously for a Brazilian hair. I was ready to make it big time in this business. I yearned to be known as one of the queens of the street. People like Madam B would pay for everything they had ever done to me. I never forget a face or name. Tbc

Next pls

Allen Avenue Episode 3.. * Continues* "Hi" I smiled before walking in a sultry catwalk to the young man calling out to me. Ever since i modified my meager wardrobe into Kanye' s designs customers started trouping towards me. Madam B has now taken me as her right hand woman to the envy of the other girls from my village. They still don't know the power possessed by a woman' s puvssy, they didn't know i watched porn in secret to master the arts of the flesh. Sex is an art, every woman has a puvssy but not every woman is an artist. The girls from my village were still coming to work with their braids and cornrows, no man wants to f*uck an mgbeke, give him the impression that he was sleeping with his favorite porn star. My young Puvssy was always shaved, i knew when to make a client cum despite himself, i knew how to make him come back for more. I opened a gt account and began to save, rolling with the bigger girls has taught me that the real clients with money were in warri, porthacourt and Onitsha. The foreign countries where clients pay with an arm and leg were Dubai, India, Turkey and Malaysia. Workers were highly appreciated in those countries because their laws frown upon hustling and their women do it codedly or undercover and they only give mommy f*ucks. Sabi girls like me know how to lick, suck and take it from behind, all for the money. " Hi" i said to the young man. My heartbeat suddenly changed tune. " Ermmm.......how much for a night? " Wow, a whole night? i mentally tried to recall if i remembered to put a lubricant into my bag. The reason is, men like to think they made a ho wet, you can't get us wet because we are the professionals, it is our job not yours. On getting to a hotel with a client we go into the bathroom under the pretext of answering the call of nature and lubricate our oil well very well. " 50 thousand" His jaw dropped." In this Buhari economy?" I laughed. I couldn't help it, you are not supposed to laugh with a walk in client, don't give him any air of familiarity either even if he was a regular and i tried to compose myself. " Short time is 5k" He scratched his head. " I......want a night. Can i give you N45 thousand ?" I couldn't believe my ears, a walk in customer agreeing to pay such an amount was beyond me. " What is your motive?" He was surprised. " um......um......i need to lose my virginity." '' I dont have time for stress, go get yourself a girlfriend " . I didn't know what was wrong with me, in a single night i had broken several rules and the worst of it was that i had also committed the most unpardonable offense a worker could ever commit. I had fallen for him. " Please. Help me." He walked towards his car and i entered without asking about his location first! he drove down to university of Suya at Allen bus stop and purchased some for me. Suya. I loved the juicy peppered meat. He told me about himself, he was a 300 level law student at Unilag, his parents were oversea and being an only child he had a very lonely childhood. He said no girl would touch him with a ten foot pole because he was still a virgin at 23 and we both laughed. He talked to me like we had known each other for a long time and he confessed he was always spying on me whenever he comes to Pekas with his friends. I mentally played a game. Did he see me when an unruly customer tore my top and the other girls descended on him, perhaps him and his friends had pointed finger at us, at me, thinking we were animals not worth anything in the society and i became sad. " Babes what is the problem..... You okay? " " Yes" i replied curtly. He nodded and went on with his monologue, injecting humor in the right places and i couldn't help laughing. " What is your name" my God! I couldn't believe i just asked that. He laughed and apologized for not telling me earlier. " Dayo. Yours?" " Ebere" another slip up but i was past the point of caring. He drove into Omole Phase 1 estate and honked in front of a beautiful black gated house. The security opened the car and he drove in. The house was beautiful in and out, i could see how he would be lonely in such a big house but it was none of my business. He gave me a towel and i showered. I discarded the thought of using a lubricant and got on the bed. I spread my legs apart like a sacrifice being offered to the gods. He came in and handed me a plate of fruit. I sat up. " What is this?" He laughed. " Fruits obviously, meet me downstairs please". He sauntered out of the room and i looked around bewildered. What is wrong with this boy? I wrapped the towel around my body and went downstairs. " What is going on? . i have to leave here by 6 am". " Come, come sit down" he said. I sat on the couch beside him. He was watching a movie on Netflix and he took it to the beginning of the movie. He told me he was nervous and would rather just talk but he would pay me. We watched the movie in silent, he touched my hair, kissed my cheek and towards the end of the movie he caressed my body lightly. I felt my eyes close sleepily and he scooped me into his arms and carried me up the stairs. I woke up by 5 am and disentangled myself from his arms. I felt his pocket and removed N5 thousand naira. I opened the door gently and let myself out, leaving behind my heart. For the next three months i tried to put the young man out of my mind, With Madam B' s permission i went to warri with some bigger babes to party with a Governor and his friends. This particular Governor we went to see doesn't cum through sex. Each of us had taken turns sucking him but he didn't come. All five of us were getting frustrated, our jaws hurt and our hands were weak from jacking him up all day. He said he won't give us a dime if we didn't make him come. I went on my knees and took his meaty short deek between my fingers, caressing the tip and rubbing his ball together. The bigger girls looked on expecting a miracle from me, it was laughable, me an eighteen year old village girl doing things to a Governor!. I sucked his balls into my mouth, my little finger traced circles around his butt hole and i felt his balls tighten in my mouth. I stuck the little finger into his mouth and he suckled it like a baby. I had discovered a vital secret. Some men have certain fantasy or fetish, you only have to discover it and use it to your advantage. I asked him to turn round and give me his butt, I licked his butt hole, sticking my tongue into his spincher, i continued rubbing his balls and sticking my tongue into his hole, alternating it with my finger, i inserted three fingers in slowly until the tight ring around his a$$ hole relaxed. I pumped my fingers in and out while my colleagues gave me winks and thumbs up. Mr Governor wimpered,calling me dirty names and shuddered as he came swiftly. The bastard. He gave each of us two hundred thousand naira and paid for our flight back to Lagos. I moved in with Angel one of the hustlers that we went to Warri together. Madam B came and made lots of noise but the ladies chased her away. Angel had her retirement party that same week, she was only thirty years old but she joined the profession when she was only thirteen years old. She had met a young doctor during one of her assignments in Benin city, they went steady for two years until he popped the big question although he had no idea she was a hustler. During the retirement party i learnt a lot, Angel was lectured on how to be a good submissive wife, she was told to totally shed away her former life and embrace her new life. She could no longer contact any one of us or have anything to do with us. Even if she meet us any where else in life she could no longer call us because we were her past. She was warned by the mother of the ceremony, the oldest hustler in Allen Avenue, never to return to the profession. Angel cried, we all cried and hugged her. She was advised to engage in only legal trade or business to support her spouse. Most people thought that night workers don't have legal businesses but it was a huge misconception. Most of us had boutiques, Salons, restaurants etc which we ran during the day, majority of us too was in the profession to take care of our love ones I.e kids, siblings or elderly parents. Angel gave me everything in her wardrobe and wrote down her new phone number for me, it was against the rule but she trusted me not to spill it out or give her unnecessary calls. Underneath it she had written : For emergecies only! To be continued

Seated . . Ride on

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Allen Avenue Episode 4... Continues ... Ifeoma It had been two weeks of hell, my hand kept me awake most of the night, i lost appetite for food, Toby brings my meals into my room. He tells me about the cartoon he watched, the treats mom bought for him, how his teacher clapped for him for being the most brilliant boy in his class. I closed my eyes and tried to drown out his tiny voice full of joy, i heard mom shouting at someone sometimes telling her to go back that i had travelled abroad. I guessed it was Jules. Dad drives me to the pharmacy every evening, he goes on and on trying with his one sided gists to draw me out of my shell but i had long since given up on life and living. I hated daddy for lying to me, i knew it in my bones that i was adopted, why did he keep lying to me that i was their kid. I hated mommy, i wished i could hate Toby too but he was just too sweet hate. Juliet ran to my dad' s car as soon we got to our gate. " Ify! Ify!" Dad slowed down. " Want to say hi to your friend or invite her in?" " No dad". I pretended not to have seen Juliet waving her hands and calling my name. What do i tell her? that my mother cooked my hand for dinner? all i wanted was to be left alone. I went into my room without greeting my mom who was perched on the edge of the settee her eyes glued to the plasma TV. I rummaged through my pantie bag until my hand touched what i was looking for. I gently took it out of it pack and laid on my bed. I closed my eyes, I hoped it would be swift, it was difficult since i had the use of only one hand. I held the shiny new razor blade between my thumb and second finger, slowly i tried to reach the wrist of the hand holding the blade but it was just too difficult. My gaze fell on the battered hand, before i could change my mind i brought the blade down with a swift slash at the wrist and watched the blood slowly drained out of me. *************************************************** Ebere I slowly emptied my bank account. The one thing about our work is you can't save, you will want to wear the latest trend, buy the lastest Brazilian, Carribiean or Peruvian hair. Your body slowly becomes a temple which you worship, all my savings went into buying clothes, shoes, paying house rent, the level of risk we were exposed to also cost us a lot of money. One day two brothers took me to their home in ajanaku estate, opebi. They both took turns with me, when it was time to pay me they refused. I walked into their living room after dressing up, one of them was playing PS and laughing loudly. " My money please." He laughed and called out to his brother." Ibrahim come pay this Olosho nau". I flinched whenever i heard that word. The younger brother came down the stairs in his jersey short and polo. " Me i no get any bar o, na only me f* uck her?" I had heard this from other colleagues but it was the first time it was happening to me. " Pay me my money now!" I screamed at the top of my lung. They both laughed. " What will you do if we don't pay you! in fact we are not paying you!" The one playing PS said. " imagine! She want make we pay her because of her slack to.to" Ibrahim said. I remembered how the brothers had used me mercilessly the previous night, i went extra miles just to please them. I took hold of Ibrahim' s polo. " You think you can cheat me! You must pay me up now! ". I saw stars swim around my head as he gave me a slap. I stumbled back and fell on the ground hitting my head against the cool tiled floor. They both dragged me out of the room towards the gate and i cried out. They rained blows and punches on me, i tasted the blood in my mouth as my mouth bruised. They kept hitting me until i passed out. They stripped me unclad and dumped my unconscious body in to the trunk of their car. They dumped my unclad unconscious body at the bridge intersection between Opebi and oregun, Ikeja Ifeoma I drifted in and out of sleep for days, i could hear my mom crying softly in the background, my dad was obviously pacing up and down judging by the sound of his shoes on the tiled floor of the hospital room. Some days, I felt mom pushing watery pap down my throat, i felt most of it dribble down my chin. I don't know how long i was unconscious, some days i could hear my parents voices, they were arguing about something, I heard another voice, a male voice asking them to leave my room rudely. My eyes fluttered awake one evening, a nurse came to check the drip connected to my wrist. My eyes drifted to my left hand. It no longer felt sore, i tentatively touched it with my right hand. The pain was gone, it still looked raw like an overboiled turkey and ugly but at least the pain was gone. My parents' s voices drifted into the room, i heard their footsteps come closer and i quickly closed my eyes. I felt a hand touching my cool forehead. Dad. " Nkem how are you feeling now?" " Fine" i mumbled. A petite nurse came in." Sir the doctor would like to see you" " Okay" Dad walked out of the room with her. " Why did you do it?" Mom asked. "Do what?" I asked. She sat down on the only chair in the room looking into space. I closed my eyes once again. Dad came back in and addressed her. " The doctor said she needs blood.......i have already signed the form." "No! i will donate the blood myself!" Mom stood up vehemently. " What is your problem woman?. I will donate the blood and that is final!" he marched out of the hospital room angrily. Mom suddenly became agitated, pacing up and down. The next morning i was given the blood. I was discharged by weekend and Mom came to pick me up. " Where is Dad?" " Please get in the car already!" she shouted. On the way she parked and started sobbing. I saw dad coming down the stairs with echolac boxes as we entered into our flat, he dropped it in the center of the living room and went back the stairs. Mom ran after him crying and i followed. " Please i beg you in the name of God! please don't leave me!" She cried. " All i want to know is how long this has been going on! how long have you been bringing men here to defile our marriage bed! " Whatwas going on? " It was just once! only once!" " What i can't still wrap my head around is how you managed to cuckold me for almost seventeen years! i love that girl with everything within me! I would give an arm and a leg for that girl! How could you do this to me!" '' Please Let me explain....." I was shocked to my marrows as the words reeled out of my mother' s mouth. Earlier in their marriage dad' s job took him mostly out of the country. He had no time for his young bride, one night, she said their driver forced himself on her. But it was only that one night. she swore he raped her and fled. Months later she missed her period and got pregnant. She had tried to determinate the shameful pregnancy but it was all in futility. " I swear am telling the truth...........five years ago he started blackmailing me and demanding to see his child. Please forgive me." I ran into my room sobbing, imagine being a product of rape. No wonder mom hated me so much, Toby came into my room teary eyed. " Ify, dad is leaving" I walked out of the room with him at my heels. Dad was loading the boxes into the trunk into his car. " Dad. Please don't go, don't leave me here" " Daddy please don't go!" Toby wailed. He got into his car and drove out of the Compound leaving behind a cloud of dust. I went back into my room and locked the door. My bones felt weak and my soul was weary. I felt so alone. To be continued.

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Allen Avenue Episode 5.. Continues.. Ifeoma Mom has been acting strange since the day dad left. She became so silent i was afraid to even breath in her presence for fear of bringing down her wrath on my head. I resumed school and lied that i had an accident. Only Juliet knew the truth, although i never told her anything she knew. She tried her best to cheer me up and sometimes i sleep over at their house. Mom wasn't bothered about me or anything related to me. Juliet' s family accepted me as one of their own, her mother was always buying us one treat or the other. Bro Jeff was also not left out of it, he bought me so many treats which i sneaked into my room to eat late at night. He also came to represent Juliet and i during PTA( parent_teacher) meeting. He bought my text books and paid my school fees. I missed my dad every day and as each day goes by i hoped he would come but slowly the light of that hope ebbed out. " Want to go to the mall later?" Juliet asked. We had decided to walk back home that Friday and we were in front of my gate. " Sure. Let me quickly go change out of my uniform" " Mind if i come with you?" " Yes but you have to be real quiet else my mother might get upset" We went into the compound gisting not knowing what shock was in store for me. Our flat was locked with a big padlock. " Your mom must have gone out" said Juliet. " We don't padlock our door, have not seen this padlock before either. " " Let's go to my place, maybe she went to pick Toby from school. " My eyes caught two Echolac boxes beside an old abandoned car in the compound. My heart caught in my throat. They were mine. I walked towards it and my friend followed behind. There was a note stuck in the middle of the handle. Ifeoma, I have left the country with Toby. Mom. No apologies, no explanation. How could she repeatedly punish me for a crime i knew nothing of? Juliet collected the note from me and led me to her house. *************************************************** Ebere " Hey" " Hi" " How are you today?" " Hurt. Everything hurt......what happened?" i whispered. My throat was dry. I hurt all over. " You were found unconscious by the roadside and brought to the hospital by some good Samaritan" Dayo said. " Let me go get the doctor" " No. Am fine......." I lied. " What are you doing here?" " I came to see my cousin who is a doctor here, i was waiting for him at the reception when the good Samaritans brought you in". " How long have i been here?" " A week. I will go get the doctor now" I wondered what ill fate brought Dayo back into my life, I had successfully gotten him out of my thoughts. how could life cruelly throw us together again. Tears streaked out of my eyes, my head was pounding fiercely, there were purplish bruises all over my arms. i vowed within me to quit the job if i ever get back ony feet. Ifeoma. The wrights did their best to make me feel at home, i was exposed to luxuries i didn't enjoy at home. Movies at the mall every weekend, attending Sunday service as a family, eating whatever i wanted and anytime i wanted it. Giggling under the duvet with Juliet when it was way past light outs. Bro Jeff was always playing one prank or the other on us, all for fun and laughs. " Ify am in love" Juliet whispered to me one night. I giggled. " Who is the unlucky boy" She pinched me and we engaged in a pillow fight until we heard soft feminine foot steps approach our door and we kept quiet. Mrs wright knocked lightly on the door and asked us to be quiet. It was way past lights out. The next day in school, i was arranging the new textbooks bought by the school as i was the library prefect when i heard a deep masculine voice behind me. The voice belonged to a tall lanky handsome SS3 art student. He was well known in Clive high school, he had won the most handsome boy in art class, the most brilliant student in art class and he also had a reckless way about him. I was avoided by most boys in my school because i was considered to be a nerd. Juliet was the beauty of the school, she got a poem or love letter every day, i wondered what he wanted. " Hi Chi boy " " Hi Ify, how' r you? " " Am OK. Want to lend a book? " " No. I......well i wanted to just check up on you" I blushed three shades of pink. " Thank you." He looked nervous and cute in a girly sort of way. " Had lunch yet?" " No" i lied. " but i can't go for lunch until am done arranging these books ". " What would you like?" " Umm....Snacks would be fine." He called a junior student passing by and sent him to get pies, doughnuts and two can cokes. The junior student raced away to do as he was bided. " How do you know he won't run away with your money? " He laughed and stole my heart that instance. " He won't" He helped me arranged the books on the shelf, i was surprised he also loved reading and we favored same authors and same kinds of books. The junior student brought our snacks and we settled down to eat right there, although it was against the rule to eat in the library. On our way home that noon, Juliet suddenly paused and gave me her puppy look. I knew she wanted something. " No am not writing your notes again " i said. She laughed. " I swear it has nothing to do with school although it is some how linked to school." I sighed exaggeratedly. " Just spill it out Jules" " Please say yes first" " Alright yes!" " I want you to help me talk to my crush. Give him a hint that i like him" " What!?" " Come on Ify, you know i would do same for you." " Ha! What is his name?" " Chi boy" she said blushing. My heart missed a beat. " In art class? " *************************************************** Ebere Dayo took me to his house when i got discharged from the hospital. He took good care of me, at night he would cuddle me and chase away the nightmares and cold. He was not like other men who only wanted me for my body, i couldn't help falling head over heels for him. One night, i made love to him several times. I was in love. I couldn't bring myself to tell him how i had ended up unclad and unconscious by the side of the road. My Greek god saunters into the room a frown marring his handsome face. " What is wrong? " He joined me on the bed, leaning his head against my shoulder. " I just came off the phone with my mother" " Is she alright? " He kissed me lightly on the mouth. " The woman is a pain in the a$$" " Dee don't talk about your mother like that!" " Wait till you meet her......she leads my dad around by the nose, she is too controlling and a general pain in the a$$" I punched him lightly on his arm. He kissed me gently and made love to me several times. He was the first man to make love to me, with clients it was just dirty f*ucking and it was all about their satisfaction. I wanted to be in Dayo' s arms forever. To be continued..

Allen Avenue Episode 6.. * Continues* My relationship with Juliet turned sour when she realized Chi boy had eyes for me alone. I did my best to steer him in her direction but he still tagged behind me every where i went, in the end i decided to come clean to him so i won't end up in unnecessary trouble but he told me not to fret. He approached Jules and told her he wasn't interested in her. From that day, My life became miserable. At home my life once again became unbearable, Juliet ordered me out of her room so i was put up in the guest room. Mommy became cold towards me, lord only knows what Jules might have told her and as for bro Jeff.......he became a thorn in my life. I heard my door creak open slowly. I sat up. " Baby girl" he whispered. My God! not again! " What do you want here bro Jeff?" He had taken to sneaking into my room in the middle of the night. I had even asked mommy the keys to the guest room but the looks she gave me was enough to make me not ask again. He sat down beside me on the bed. "Hey....ssh! i came to spend some time with you baby girl." He caressed my thighs through my nightie and i slapped his hands away. " Please leave my room at once!" I got up and marched towards the door but he yanked me back throwing me back on the bed. " Please leave me alone bro jeff " " How dare you! how dare you lead me on! despite everything my family and i had done for you" he said with a low voice dripping with anger and my heart pounded against my rib cage. " Please, i don't know what you are talking about.....please me alone" The big bulge in his PJ made my eyes widen in shock. I started screaming but soon realized it was useless, mommy had gone to a club. Juliet would never come to my aid. He pinned me to the bed with his upper arms. His legs wedged between my legs forcing them apart. He reached down and tore my pantie. I used his distraction to bit him in the fleshy nook of his neck and he yelped in pain. I was almost at the door when he caught me back and landed several slaps on my face. I kept screaming and fighting him. He threw me back on the bed, he bit on my nippl6 hard and i winced in pain. Lord please don't let him do this to me! Lord please help me! I felt him enter me brutally, tearing something inside me and my blood gushed down my thigh. I lay crying and wimpering under him, no longer fighting him. It was over. " My God! Jeffery what is this?" Mommy came into the room, a cigar dangling from her hand. " Mom! She seduced me mom! I swear it!" " Yea right! " " He's telling the truth mom, i witnessed everything " Juliet retirated Jeff' s lie. " What?! Ify how dare you! you want to tarnish the image of my family? You want to bring down shame on us!" I stood up crying, the blood kept flowing and i was afraid i was going to die. " He forced me, he raped me" " Right now i don't want to hear another word from anyone of you! Ify you can no longer stay under my roof. " She knew the truth but she choose to believe what her darling children were saying. Juliet pulled out my Echolac box and flung it down the stairs. " You heard mommy! Leave! Shameless girl! " Mommy held my hands and led me outside. She pressed some money into my hands and locked the gate with a loud bang. I crouched in front of the gate crying, my eyes were red and i was bleeding profusely. Where is death when you looking for it?" Ebere I went home when I felt stronger; to reassure my landlord I was still alive so he would stop fretting about his house rent. My apartment was far away from where I used to hustle. The key reason our homes were in very far places was to be able to work without a nosy neighbor coming upon us. Some of even went as far sewing nurse uniforms which they wear from home to throw off speculations about their nocturnal activities. Some ladies even lodge in hotels where they are likely to meet good paying clients but back home they were thought to have gone on a trip. Dayo also went back to school but we spent time with each other every weekend. I stopped working for a spell; depending on the money he gives me and the little in my bank account. This weekend Dayo and I were playing in the pool at their back yard when we heard the voice of a woman; the thick Yoruba accent had me rushing out of the pool. “Won wi be o de ri be! (They said so and it is so) Ekundayo!” She was a fat woman decked in glittering stone lace, there were rings on each of her fingers,and she could easily pass for a sea goddess if she shed some of the fats. Dayo climbed out of the pool while I stood in my bikini uncertain what to do. “Hello Mom,when did you arrive?” “How could you! How could you stoop so low!’’, She growled. “Iwo to je pe awon oremi nfi e toro omo (exemplary figure) lo wan gbe ashewo kiri! ( dallying with a wh0re) I ran inside to dress up and pick my bag; she stood at the entrance waiting for me. “Stay away from my son! Don’t you know your types? Ashewo lasan lasan! ikeji Aja! I would rather see my son with a dog than see him with the likes of you! Stay away from my son!” “Mom please let her be! What are you even doing here?’’ Dayo walked into the room dripping water from his body onto the beautifully tiled floor. I ran out of the house, I could hear him calling me but I continued running until I let myself out of the house and out of his life. *************************************************** Ifeoma I changed into a gown after wiping some of the blood away from my leg. I slept in front of the gate waiting for some one to open it and tell me it was all a bad dream and that I could come back to the house. I left when it was dawn and started walking, with no direction in mind; my family was strictly nuclear so I had no uncles or aunties to go to. I wondered where my dad was. I got tired from walking and sat down on a stone under a tree. I don’t know how long I sat there crying. Some passersby waited long enough to stare at me but nobody asked if I was alright or offered to help me. I could see her coming; she was a beautiful light skinned girl, not much older than me. She looked distraught when she came closer to where I was. She never stopped to stare, she just walked right on. She went further a bit and came back to where I was. She offered me her hankie. “Thank you” She sat beside me on the stone and I wondered briefly if she was insane. “Am tired of life!’’ she said to herself, “One minute you are happy the next boom! Life bites you in the a$$” I nodded like I knew what she was saying, her gaze shifted to my blood coated legs and she stiffened. “You miscarried?” “No. I was raped” My eyes brimmed with tears and I could feel the pain of bro Jeff tearing into me once again. Her arms went around my shoulders. “I was raped too……long ago” I nodded. She stood up. “I assume you have no where to go, you may come with me’’ I was reluctant. I knew nothing about her, what would her parents say if she brought home a strange girl. She took hold of my echolac box, expecting me to follow her. “Wait. What is your name?” “Ebere “she said. To be continued...

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Allen Avenue Episode 7.. * Continues* Ebere I took the girl to a clinic where she was treated, i suggested she report the case to the authorities but she refused. She lay on my couch staring at the ceiling. I brought the food i had just made into the living room. " Food is ready" " Thank you, am not eating" " You have to eat, i slaved in the kitchen to make you this food so you have to eat." She sat up and began eating the food mechanically. She looked so much like Chika. She looked up and our eyes met. " Thank you". We bonded well over the following weeks, she came into my life the time i needed a friend the most. I missed Dayo, i cried into my pillow every night, i moaned every day about how life had dealt miserably with me.I was amazed at how resilient Ify was, she was a friend, a sister, and i found myself leaning on her shoulder often. I waited for Dayo' s calls or text messages, just a beep that he was alright and that he didn't forget me but none came. I told her about my profession and my decision to quit.she didn't even blink an eye in judgment. I was impressed when she told me she would get a job to support us but it was a long time coming. The money in my bank slowly ran out, i knew there was only an option left. We had to survive. One evening i dressed up and picked my working tools, condom, pepper spray, some change and went to work. My colleagues were happy to see, they had thought i went out of the country on assignment. The next day i went to Benin with some girls for a private party and i retuned home with five hundred thousand naira in cash. I paid the house rent although it wasn't due for another six months. I started noticing the changes in my body gradually, i got easily irritated, i lost apettite for food and all i wanted to do was to sleep. Ify insisted that i should go for a check up. The nurse called my name and i went in to get the results. I had run a test for malaria, HIV, typhoid fever and pregnancy at the nurse' s insistence. My hands shook as i opened each of the envelops, Hiv, negative, malaria, negative, I breathed in relief. I stared blankly at the last result, how could it be? how could it be? i wondered. The nurse gave me a wide smile patting my hand in a congratulatory manner. I stood up and walked back to the reception, my insides churned and for the first time in my young life i felt alone. Ify collected the results and glanced through each of them. She stared at the last one trading looks with me. We were both afraid. " How long will you keep up with this behavior?" I shouted in exasperation. Ebere had been holed up inside since we came back from the hospital three days ago. " What we need now is solutions! What do we do? how do we go about it?" " Please go away" she whispered, her puffed up face pressed into the pillow on the bed. I started laying her clothes on the bed. " What are you doing?" " We are going to see Dayo.You said he's likely to be home on weekend. Today is Friday, if we don't see him today, we will go back tomorrow " " Ify how do i face him? his mother...." I didn't let her finish. " You have no business with her! Come on get up!" " Am afraid" " What are you afraid of Ebere?" I asked softly. " Am afraid he would want to do the right thing, he's an only child and his parents have high expectations for him. Ify just look at me!" She sobbed. I pulled her up. " There is nothing wrong with you, come on get up" We took a cab to Omole phase 1 and walked the short distance to Dayo' s house. The gate was opened immediately we knocked. " Madam how you dey!" The gate man said cheerfully. It was a good omen. I smiled brightly at him. " I dey, how u dey?" Ebere said. " Your Oga nko?" He scratched his head and i lost my smile. Bad omen. " Oga papa no well, so Oga go see am for America." He looked back into the compound nervously. " Madam talk say Oga no go come back again, she say hin go continue hin study for there." I could hear Ebere' s heartbeat as surely as i could hear mine. " Wetin do hin phone? you get hin foreign number? " " Ah no oo! Madam dey inside, make i go ask her?" " No" " Yes" Ebere and i both said at the same time. She thanked the gate man and we went back home dejectedly. " I have decided to determinate it" She said later that night. " Have you thought about it well? " Have i thought of it?" She shouted, " do i have a choice?! " She went into the bathroom and locked the door. " Ebere am sorry" i knocked softly on the door. " It is not your fault Ify......... I ought to have known better! how could i have been so stupid? " She sobbed. " No one is above mistake. Please open the door" " I don't want to......to die! am only nineteen years old! God please help me". I wondered why life was so fair to some, perfect family, perfect life, is God angry with us? She continued sobbing late into the night and i went into the bedroom to do some sobbing of my own. Is God really up there? i pondered over and over. To be continued

Allen Avenue Episode 8.. Ifeoma " Na hot Guinness with Alabukun and lime you go use! Once! E Don clear " one of the ladies said. " Na D and C me i like to do sha!" another one said. " Ashawo dey suffer ooooo, them go f* uck us for shikini money still get heart pour inside!" The third lady spat out. Ebere had invited them and here they were acting like an authority on the subject of ' abortion' . " D and C dey pain oooo my sister!" I saw Ebere flinched. The ladies lunged into the horrors associated with abortion, they told one gory tale after the other. " You are frightening her please". Eight pair of eyes turned on me like they were seeing me for the first time. " Who be dis?" The loudest of the three asked in her high pitched voice. " My sister". " She fine oooo.... Na this one men dey like" The trio laughed and carried on. " Boil hot water, add small salt,squeeze lime put inside take dey wash your to.to. e go kill germs wey dey there so you no go get infections " " Okay" Ebere nodded taking mental note of every word they said like she was being lectured by Harvard lecturers. " How many days i go drink the hot Guiness concoction? " " Which one be concoction again?" High pitch hissed." Shey na rice? i say Hot Guiness, Alabukun and lime! drink am for three days ". Ebere nodded her head. That night Ebere carefully drained a big bottle of Guiness into a bowl, she poured two satchets of Alabukun into the bowl stirring it with her finger. She squeezed six tiny lime into the bowl. She tentatively lifted the bowl to her lips and paused. " There's always another option " i said. " My mind is made up" She lifted the bowl to her lips and closed her eyes. She gulped it down and sagged back in relief. Ebere Ebere! Ebere! Ebere! " What? " i moaned. " go away" I felt someone lift my limp body onto the back seat of a car. Why was Ify screaming? who were these people? why couldn't they let me be? " She's awake" Ify whispered. " What are you whispering about? " i moaned out. " where are we?" The little stuffy room smelled of medicine and sweat. The smell was neauseting and a bile rose up in my throat. A tired looking nurse came in, she wore an old dusty looking wig which was perched atop her head precariously. " She's finally awake! These young girls of nowadays ehn! " she hissed. " Go buy her something light to eat, maybe pap or pepper soup" " OK ma". Ify said. " I will be back shortly Ebere" she touched my hand gently. " What......what happened?" " My friend will you stop talking! You need to rest!" The nurse barked. " Ahn ahn, Madam take am easy nau" Ify cautioned her. She ( nurse) hissed and marched out of the room. " You need to rest like she said......i will be back". Ify came back with a cooler of catfish pepper soup and agidi ( eko) . She spoon fed me, afterwards she helped me lie back on the bed gently. A doctor struttered into the room, he did the necessary ceremonies doctors do to act all superior. " You have to be careful" he addressed me. " You would have lost your life if not for your friend here. " I nodded. " How could you possibly attempt to terminate a pregnancy by yourself! Anyway thank your stars for giving you another chance at life. The baby is OK and i advise you don't attempt such again or unless you want to kiss your life good bye". He struttered out once again. Did i hear him say the baby was OK? what do i do with a baby? how would i survive? A pregnant wh0re! i let the tears flow freely out of my eyes. Ify gave my hand gentle squeezes. It meant everything would be fine. But i knew nothing will be alright again, no matter the decision i made, i knew i would forever regret it. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 9.. * Continues* Ebere I went to see another doctor but he told me it was too risky and i went back home accepting defeat. I threw myself into my work, religiously saving up every kobo, word soon spread that i was pregnant. Most of my clients avoided me, the only ones eagerly approaching me and willing to spend thousands of naira to lay with me were the evils one. I turned down each of them, i just knew in my bones that they had ulterior motives. I decided to change location. I would go to lekki phase 1 and stand all night, sometimes i would make less than three thousand naira in a night. Ify managed to secure a sales girl job in yaba but her boss was always harrasing her, she started having nightmares and was depressed. I went down there and gave the filthy he goat a piece of my mind. I forced her to quit the job. I never bought a single thing for the baby, i kept hoping it would go away like menstrual cramps. Sometimes i go to Ojodu begger at night, some nights i was lucky while some nights were down right bad. I became Ill, the little money i had saved went into house rent, light bill, water bills, hospital bill_ I began to hate any word that ended with a ' B'. Ify bought me some buy baby clothes and shawl, she rubbed my back when it ached, rubbed my tummy lightly when it itches, held me those morning i was bent over the toilet retching my intestines out. She did my laundry, when i came back each morning, she was always waiting up for me, a mug of hot tea in hand and a shawl to cover my tired shoulders. She combed the streets of Lagos every day searching for one job or the other. She had no certificate, not even an ssce result to back up her claim that she had indeed seen the four walls of a high school before so her search yielded no frutiful result. one day she came back with three thousand naira which she handed to me. she had gone to carry sand at a building site. She turned over her box of clothes to me when i became too big to fit into mine, my wardrobe was a collection of skimpy crazy tops and bum shorts. My feet became swollen and i could barely move. Ify hadn't been able to get a job in three months and i was in my third trimester, the baby could come anytime and we were out of money. " Where are you going? " i waddled into the bedroom holding a lit candle. Our light had been disconnected. Ify was dressed in one of my shorts and crop top. " Where are you going?" i cried. She continued with her make up like she didn't hear me. I sat on the bed sobbing. " Ify please, please we will find a way. Not you too! Please no" " The baby could come any moment from now, we can barely feed Ebere. You haven't bought a single thing for the baby' s birth." She sat next to me on the bed. " How do we pay the hospital bills? we don't even have electricity. We have been feeding on garri since last week". She assemblied my working tools on the bed, silently seeking my approval but i just went on crying. She stuffed them into a tiny hand bag and walked out of the dark room without a backward glance. I blew out the candle, i lowered my self onto the bare floor and sobbed my heart out. Ebere " Ify'' i whispered and sat up. She threw her self on the bed, i waddled to the kitchen to make her a hot cup of tea. We were silent all through the day, i was still pissed and she was doing her best to ignore me. In the evening, i decided to voice out a nagging feeling. " Ify did you take Condoms along with you?" She blanched. " No" " My God! Ify!" " I went home with only one person and he gave me a hundred thousand naira?" " What?! In a night!" I could help screaming in disbelief. The amount had my heart racing. " But did he protect himself?" " Protect himself?" She asked childishly. I groaned in frustration. " Did he use a condom?! Ify please tell me he did.........please" " No" " Why! Oh God!" I moaned, " Go to the pharmacy right now, tell them to give you some morning after pills". " Okay". She said leaving the room. She was only seventeen, a victim of rape, i should have tried my best to stop her. A girl' s first time should be sweet and tantalizing and with the man she was in love with. I wondered briefly how a walk in client could pay a hundred thousand naira, did he abuse her? were they more than one? We never talked about it, we splited the money equally. I enquired about selling space for Ify at Allen and she started selling cooked rice at night. One night the contractions hit me hard and Ify helped me to the hospital. One early morning i went on a long stroll with the baby, i wrapped her in a warm shawl and by the time i came back home i knew i had made the right decision. " Where is the baby?" Ify asked. I breezed past her into the bedroom. " Ebere where is the baby? " she shook me and i slapped her hand away. '' She is safe" " Then where is she? how could you throw away something so precious?! " she sobbed. " I don't know" i whispered. " there's no way i could raise her myself!. Don't you think i feel enough guilt already!" " Will she be fine?" " Yes i saw to it that she would. She's in good hands" . The next day, i took a paint container, i squeezed the milk she would have fed on into it. I tried to get her rosy cheeks out of my mind, her cries would taunt me in my dreams for many years. Survival was key to me and i couldn't risk starving us both so self love prevailed. Ify continued selling her food at Allen Avenue and i also returned back to work. Nobody asked about the baby, clients started patronizing me once more, if not for the heaviness in my bosoms i could have sworn it was all a dream. It was just like it never happened. To be continued..

Next

Àhh...sori ooo

Life continues

Eyah, sorry o Ebere

Hard time for u, girls . . Sorry

what a life.. pity u girls

chai

Ebere, everything will be alright. I'm sure Dayo will accept the baby when he comes back

Allen Avenue Episode 10.. Ifeoma 10 years later... Ebere and i were running a restaurant now, she had quit working some five years ago. I found joy in cooking, my customers were always praising my excellent culinary skills. I also took some courses in baking and cooking. We also had a sharwama and licks spot, we were raking in a tidy sum every month. We had even moved into a bigger apartment. Every Friday, we threw a mini party and Ebere' s friends from the past would bring their clients. We made almost a millionaire every time we threw such party. Life was getting rosy for us, we had both gone to a driving school to learn driving, after we got our driving licence, we bought for ourselves two second hand cars. We had enough to eat, we had money in our bank accounts and we had a booming business, life was truly good. I stepped into the chilled bank environment, I had gone to deposit to cash a check, i ran into a hard muscled wall and stumbled back. A hand reached out to steady me. " Sorry" We both said at the same time. I went to do my transactions and when i came out much later i saw the wall i had walked in to earlier leaning against a Prado jeep. " Hi." " Hi" " Remember me?" " Are you the one on five hundred naira?" i asked rudely. He laughed. " Ify come on! You are too young to have alhemezier. You were once the best student in Clive high so don't tell me you don't remember me!" The wheels were turning in my head, the voice was a bit familiar, and that grin.......oh my God! " Chi boy" He gave me a breathtaking hug, we exchanged contacts and he promised to give me a call. day dream all day, expecting every beep to be his incoming call but it never came until the next week. He explained that he had to rush out of the country for a meeting. We saw more of each other and he asked me to be his girl, it was kind of old fashioned the way he asked but i readily accepted. " Ify my daughter. How are you?" Mrs Ukandu asked me warmly. Chiboy ' s family accepted me into their family without any questions about my background or my parents. " Am fine mommy, have you eaten yet?" Chiboy had gone on one of his trips so he asked me to go check on his mother who was home alone. He lost his dad when he was still a little boy, his older siblings were all married. " I brought you Oha soup made with bush meat and semo. Let me microwave it for you ma." " No forget about food first Nne. Sit down." I dropped the polythene bag i brought with me on the table. I felt so tired and weak, Ebere had insisted i stayed back home for some days to rest. Some days i would retch till my intestines threaten to spill out of my mouth. Chiboy would tease me lightly that maybe i was already carrying his baby. Some days my bottom would be glued to the toilet all day, i would squeeze my nose as the foul smelling waste product land into the WC with a loud thud. Ebere would run out of the flat laughing. " Are you pregnant?" I heard her ask me. " No ma" She gave me a look which said she didn't believe me. " We can easily arrange for a quick court wedding before you start showing. " she said, " I don't want my grandchild to be born out of wedlock" I laughed. I loved the woman so much, she never took life too serious, her motto was : There's always a way out. I thanked her and went into the kitchen to heat up the food for her. Chiboy returned from his trip later that week and he asked me to get myself a new dress. He was taking me to dinner. " Mama Ebere will you stop fretting over me already! your daughter is a big girl!" She laughed. " I just can't help it my daughter! You have to look so delectable Chiboy would literally dine on you instead". We both laughed. We heard a car honked and i quickly grabbed my purse awaiting my self appointed Mother' s approval. She gave me the thumbs up and i walked out of the flat. I hoped Ebere would also find someone who would love her and cherish her like Chiboy. She deserved to be happy. Chiboy and i necked in the car for some few minutes before we broke apart laughing. '' Have ruined your lipstick baby" he said kissing my earlobe. " I will fix it up, if only you can keep your roaming hands to yourself." We laughed again. I pinched myself lightly, so it was real. How could one person be so full of happiness? I felt so blessed. " Down to earth baby " I laughed. The restaurant was so elegant, i felt like a star in a romantic movie. A waiter brought my dinner. I opened the dish and was stunned. Chiboy got on his knees immediately and my eyes misted with emotion. On the center of the dish laid a ring with a large glittering stone. He must have spent a fortune on it. " Please say you will marry me Ifeoma Ambrose" I flew into his arms, smearing my foundation on his shirt. I felt my heart pounding in disbelief. " You still haven't said yes baby" " Yes! Yes! Yes!" The other couples in the restaurant were clapping for us happily. So i finally had my happy ever after. Ifeoma " Hello baby, when are going for the tests?" I said into the mouth piece of my phone whilst stirring the stew boiling on the gas cooker. The past weeks had been so hectic, Chiboy' s mom insisted we had a proper church wedding with bridal train and all. " What time tomorrow? Alright......love you too." " Sha no pour spit for the stew o" Ebere came in and handed me a glass of juice. " My God! what happened to your arm?" There was an ugly purple bruise on my upper arm, where do these strange bruises come from? I sipped the cold juice, savoring the sweet fruity taste of it " I think hot water spilled on my arm some days ago while i was making garri for Chiboy' s mom." " You think? You are getting very careless ooo." My fiance picked me up the next day, after a sumptuous lunch at our restaurant he drove down to the hospital. We were both seated before a pot bellied doctor in his fifties but he had kind eyes, and a kind smile. He gave Chiboy his results, genotype : AA , HIV : negative. My fiance gave me a wide smile, pecking my cheeks. " Mr Ukandu do you love your fiancée?" Doc asked softly. Chiboy and i traded looks. " She's my life.......my heart beat." He nodded. " It is obvious that you love her dearly....but can you die for her?" We both laughed. " Of course i can" my man boasted. " So easy to say my boy. Life has a way of throwing challenges on our path unexpectedly. Only true love can see us through it all and we would triumph in the end." We both nodded. What is this man saying? " let me tell you a short story.......a man came to my hospital some years ago. He actually came to pick up his test results....turns out he was HIV positive. " He paused. We both moaned and said the necessary awws and ohhs. " I called his wives, you see he had two but they were both negative" " How's that possible sir?" I asked. " He had been using protection with both wives since they had both decided not to have another child. " " What did the wives do?" Chiboy asked. " I told them to carry on as a family, show him more care and love. The wives accepted him and went on loving him.......the man is still alive today." " Awww, what a heart rendering story" i said. " HIV is actually manageable, there are groups who support such special people and there are also drugs that are given to such people in government hospitals. A lot of people are under the misconception that it is an airborne disease and that it is could also be contracted with a physical touch but they are all misconceptions. " Chiboy and i nodded. The kind doctor got up, and handed a result he had withdrawn from his drawer to my fiancé.Chiboy stared at it, his hands trembled badly before he bent down his head. I caught the paper before it slipped on to the floor. My name was written at the top left corner of it. Positive. My happy ever after was over. Question: Guys would you go ahead with the wedding? Ladies would you allow your brother go ahead? To be continued

life must go on

there must be a way out

Everything wil b fine... u av to b strong

life goes on

Not now... Why positive

Feeling your pains dear

Allen Avenue Episode 11.. * Continues* Ebere I was busy wrapping the gifts i had gotten Ify for her hen night, there were wrapped gifts on the floor, on my bed, on my dresser. I was about wrapping a set of hot red silk nightie when i heard the front door open. I became crazy, i pushed some of the gifts under my bed, i grabbed a duvet and covered the ones on the bed. I sighed in relief when i heard Ify' s door click open and shut. I decided not to tempt fate,i came out of my room and shut the door. i couldn't risk Ify seeing the gifts before the party. Invites were already sent out to few of my sensible friends since she had none apart from me, the ladies that works for us were also invited and Chiboy' s sisters. " Ify" i knocked on her door. " Please give us a moment" Chiboy answered. Wow! no wonder! " okay! Just don't break the walls with your screams o" i replied cheerfully. Since Ify was preoccupied i went back into my room to wrap the remaining gifts. I rushed out of my room locking the door behind me when i heard Ify' s door clicked open again. " Hi" " Hi. See you later Ebere". Chiboy walked out, he looked......i mentally searched for the right words. Ify was on her bed, the bed was still neatly made, she was staring at the ceiling. I sat next to her. Something was wrong. " Your Genotypes were not compatible?" She sighed loudly, she reached under the pillow and handed me a report. My heart froze. " There must have been a mistake!" I cried out in anguish. " Chiboy insisted they re_run it, same result." I laid beside her on the bed scooping her into my arms like a mother would her sick infant. Why Ify? Why not me? I was the wh0re! I was the one who had done abominable things! God why not me! " How.......? was it him ( Chiboy)?" " No. He is negative" " How?" I was bawling now and my nose was running. " I always insisted on protection, we always used a condom.....thank God!" " This is all my fault! my fault! Please forgive me" I cried remembering that one night long ago. " You know it could have been Jeff......?" Her voice was so calm like we were discussing the weather. " We can never be sure" " The one that raped you? ". She wiped away my tears, holding me tightly. " You will be fine Ify, i will do my best.......we would fight this thing together". " Chiboy wants to go ahead with the wedding " The wedding! I had forgotten about it, how could this happen when everything was going perfectly. Ify hadn't asked to be born, she didn't deserve what was happening to her! i was the one who never went back to see my poor family in the village, i was the one who threw away a baby, i was the sinner! " There's no reason the wedding should be put on hold." She laughed. " At this point in my life i need to be realistic, i can't subject Chiboy to a life of uncertainty. I could die any time from now." " Shut up!" I said, " You are not dying! and you are going ahead with the wedding! It is not the end of life!" The next day Ify disappeared, i was so worried about her. She wasn't with Chiboy and i was getting alarmed as the day slowly gave way to night, I ran into the living room when i heard the door bang close. " Where have you been! I was so worried!" " You know i wasn't sure if it was Jeff" " Yes......" I said anxiously. " Well i went to be sure, if he didn't have it then, he does now." She glided out of the living room shutting her door after her. I was perplexed. I lowered my self onto the couch and then it hit me what she had done. Ifeoma My hands trembled as i pulled on my skin tight black number, it was an expensive little thing that doesn't leave much to the imagination. My b00bies were almost out of the dress, then i wore my make up with care, nothing must go wrong. Ebere' s door was closed, i sighed in relief and slipped out of the house. I was almost at Ogba when i broke down in tears, i remembered my mother forcing my hand into a bowl of hot water, i remembered the numerous beatings i had gotten from her, i remembered Juliet, i was so happy when they took me in. They were like family to me but they had turned me out without a second thought. " Madam " A dirty looking police man knocked on the glass of my door. " You are parked illegally " I dapped at the tears on my face, careful not ruin my make up and continued with my journey. " Good Morning ma". A short skinny guy threw open the gate. " Morning, is Mr Jeff Wright at home?" " Ah madam! he has gone to work o, but his office is at Opebi." I beamed at him and i could have sworn his eyes turned shy. " Mind giving me the address?" " No Problem ma. I used to be a gateman there before Oga transferred me here." He wrote out the address and gave it to me. " Thank you. How about Juliet?" " She took her children to school. You know her husband' s family chased her away when he died.'' " Yes i know. Terrible family, maybe i should say hi to mommy, is she inside?" " No She' s out of the country ". " Thank you". I drove back to Opebi Allen, i remembered the spot i had stood that night, long ago, he had walked to me and offered me a hundred thousand naira for a night. I had thought God sent him to me, as a solution to our problems. We needed the money badly, i couldn't let Ebere starve. " N100 thousand without Condom. I hate condom" he had said. " I don't want to get pregnant sir" i told him naively. " Don't worry i will pull out. " I didn't understand what he meant by pulling out but i guessed it meant he won't get me pregnant. He was so thin i remembered thinking " how could he be so thin if he has a hundred thousand naira to give away." Jeff' s office wasn't hard to locate, his secretary was a little mousy girl, she ushered me in without informing her boss first. " What is this?" He barked. " How could you just bring someone into my office without my permission" " Sorry sir" she hurried out. " Hello Jeff" He looked at me and almost dropped on the floor. His gaze was fixed on my bosoms. This fish was hooked. " Hi...........hi miss.......please have a seat" he stuttered out. " Have we met before?" I sat down, deliberately widening my legs, his gaze dropped to my exposed thighs. I gave a little laugh. " Its me, your baby girl........Ify" He turned ashen and lost his color. " Ify.....baby......" I smiled at him." I have missed you, i couldn't resist coming to see you.....baby are you married?" I would have walked out immediately if he had answered with an affirmation. I couldn't put an innocent girl through hell. " No, no am not married. Baby girl am sorry for_____" Oh really? I didn't let the bas.tard finish" Baby all that was in the past. Am so hot for you, is there somewhere we could go?" He stood up hastily, knocking off the files on his desk. " Yes, yes baby. " We went to a seedy motel in Ikeja, the sheet got tangled in no time. " That was hot!" Jeff said panting. " Darling why are you dressing up?" " I just remembered i had an appointment later today". " Awww baby. Please stay nau" " Some other time." I snapped at him. " OK baby, ehen...I just remembered something ". " What!?" " Your dad..........he came the next day after ..........um....after you left " " My dad?!" " Yes, he kept coming every week to check if you had returned. He stopped coming five years ago." My dad. I told myself i wasn't going to cry. " Your mother too came back two weeks after you left. Why didn't you come back baby?" I could have killed him right there and then if i wasn't certain he was also going to die. " Where is.......my mother now?" " She is still at your house. She kept asking questions about you especially after the boy died." " Which boy?!" I shouted." Toby, my brother?" " Yes, That's the name! He had an astmatic attack." My knees gave out. I remembered his chubby cheeks. He had stood up to mom on several occasions trying to defend me. My baby brother. " Sorry baby" he said lifting me up. " Where is my dad now?" " I have his number" I got my dad' s contact from him, picking up my bag, I said, " Jeff you might want to run some medical tests........Yea i think you should" " Why?" I breezed past him towards the door. " One can never know what disease they could contract by an unprotected sex. Good luck!" His eyes widened in shock, he turned pale." What do you mean?!" He shouted. " Ify! Ify!" I drove down to Abiola gardens at Sectariat. Little things begins to matter when you know you are dying. A bird flying in the sky becomes a delight to watch, a little girl running around with the wind blowing through her hair makes you cherish life more. A beautiful couple walking by makes your heart squeeze with pain. I sat down on the green grass, I offered to carry a young woman' s baby so she could eat. Lord knows am never going to hold mine. I closed my eyes imagining the cherub belonged to me. I gave a little boy a push on the swing after handing the baby back to the grateful mother. The little boy had been on the low swing, shouting, " mommy please come and push it" the mother had been more interested in the phone in her hand. In the evening i drove home blasting sinach' s ' I know who i am' " I know who God says i am, what he says i am , where he says am at, I know who I am!" I sang aloud . " I ........am holy, i ........ am righteous ooo...I am......beau..ti......ful....oooo" To be continued

Hmmm... Dunno but your parents are stupid especially ur mother. Know she will come back lookinq for after she left without second thouqht.

hmmm, dis's bad, at d time u were suppose to enjoy dayo, it was at dat time his mum hates u so pity dear

hmmm, dis's bad, at d time u were suppose to enjoy dayo, it was at dat time his mum hates u so pity dear,,, i want to cry.

Jeff will ever reqret knowinq you or sleepinq with you.

Allen Avenue Episode 12.. Ebere I was still reeling from what Ify had said. How could she get between the sheet with someone who had inflicted so much pains on her, it was incomprehensible. I wished i could read her mind, see what was going on in her thoughts? what happened to her heart? She was always the fragile emotional one, quick to forgive and slow to anger. I would never know unless i was in her shoes, knowing death was upon her door must have changed everything. " Ify, When will you give your dad a call?" " Am not ready for that yet, i don't want any drama in my life now. I just want to be happy ". " Okay. " She had become so different, she wanted everything her way and on her terms. " You know nothing has changed". " Everything has changed! you think twice before saying a single word to me! you are so careful not to hurt my feeling! How could you say nothing has changed!" She was right and i felt so bad. I was only trying to make her happy. " Am sorry". I said, " I thought you would at least string Jeff along before striking but everything happened so fast and am still trying to wrap my head around it". " I don't understand it myself" I knew she had closed off on me. Again. *************************************************** Ifeoma Days came and went, i avoided Chiboy like a plaque, it was like i had lost all my emotions except for one, terror, the terror was less about dying than it was about shame, degradation and reject. How long would it take Ebere to get tired of me? why should i contact my father? if they could abadon me when i was healthy why will they embrace me now? now that i am a carrier of a killer virus! my future was a hazy mirage, always ahead but untouchable, i knew my life would depend on medicines and doctors, when i looked in the mirror, i saw only horror, panic, unfulfilled desires and ultimate defeat. I would never walk down the aisle, i would never experience that special morning sickness, i would never feel my b00bies heavy with milk. No little girl to braid her hair, no little boy to kiss when he skims his knee playing ball. My life was over, declared so by a simple blood test. My AIDS specialist had found out that my T___ cells were only 200, i was prescribed AZT and DDI . The stares as i walked into the AIDS Unit every time was full of accusations and something vile and dirty, it makes me want to retch. Everyone feels sorry for you, you are automatically labelled a slut. I was encouraged to join some organizations that was sympathetic towards 'People like you' " Hello" i was propped up in bed. It was all i do these days. " Good morning ma". " How are you?" Chiboy' s mom asked. I hadn't seen her in months. " Chiboy told me about your condition yesterday. Ndo" My heart squeezed. " Thank you ma". " He said you want to call off the wedding " " Yes Ma" I heard her sigh in relief and i pinched my lips between my teeth to keep from crying. " Ndo, God will see you through.....ewo! Why you na! Ehn! Why you! " she wailed. I could see her in my mind' s eye, she was relieved i wasn't going to shackle her son to a life of misery but at the same time she felt sorry for me but her love for her son was greater and even i couldn't begrudge her that. " Nne, Chidubem said he doesn't have it.....is it true? " she asked softly. " Yes mommy" I could hear her crying in the background, i don't know if it was out of pity for me or in relief for her son but i was happy she felt enough emotion to shed some honest tears. " Nne my pastor is a powerful man of God! he will heal you. I will bring some anointing oil for you tomorrow " " OK mommy... thank you" I wished that i had her faith but i couldn't delude myself. I needed to be realistic and ready for the worst. The next few weeks revolved around going to this church of wonders and miracle or that mountain top of signs. How Ebere and Chiboy could also believe in such things were beyond me but i was all for anything. The pains were becoming unbearable, my bones ached, some days i stool till i pass out. One crazy pastor had even asked me to fast for three days! Mommy would force me to drink this holy water or that holy oil. One evening i refused. " What is going on"? Chiboy asked. " She does not want to drink the anointing oil! Something that i bought for N50 thousand naira!" mommy said. We were all in their house, Ebere was also there urging me to drink it. I couldn't help it. I broke down in tears. I had just finished a whole bottle of anointing oil and here i was being forced to drink more. I realized how my life had slowly been snatched away from me, it no longer belonged to me. I now live on other people's demand and reasoning. " Let her rest a bit mom, she will drink it later" Mommy left the room muttering under her breath, clutching the bottle of oil to her chest like a little child. Ebere gave me a little smile before leaving the room. " Baby am sorry," he said locking the door. I nodded. He scooped me into his arms and kissed me softly. It was like a mother kissing her child, the passion was gone and in its place was another sort of love, love for another human. He was trying hard not to think of the thing between us, trying not to allow it be a factor. He was really trying hard like we were normal couple and our life was perfect. " look, i love you. I' m with you and I'm not leaving. okay?" I nodded again. Ebere Ify' s HIV had transformed our lives into a series of concessions and compromises. The usual sparkle of her eyes had been eclipsed by sadness, it made me realize the HIV wasn't going to kill her. It was going to end her life. Life was indeed unfair, i remembered a funny incident that happened long ago. One of my sisters in hustling had come to buy food from Ify. " Why you use public plate sell for me?!" She had shouted at Ify." You want make i catch disease?" I couldn't help laughing, here was someone who constantly rode public d*cks. If she was so worried about contracting a disease then she had chosen the wrong profession. Life is a roller coaster ride, so unpredictable, one moment of happiness, a thousand nights of weeping. No wonder i found myself driving down a particular lane, i thought i would never do this, i thought this day would never come. I remembered the first day i saw her, i envied her flashy car, her designer dress and bag. The only strange thing about her were her tears, she had sat in her car in that parking lot sobbing her heart out. " Are you alright?" i asked stupidly. Of course she wasn't alright. But i envied her all the same because she was crying in a car and i was also crying silently inside while trekking and wondering where my next meal would come from. " What do you want?! She had barked at me. Maybe i should have left her with her rich problem but i couldn't. My conscience wouldn't allow me leave her there sobbing her heart out without trying to soothe her at least. Just like i couldnt resist coming back to meet Ify some ten years ago. My heart was breaking too on that fateful day but Ify' s sobs called out to me and something in me had dragged my feet back to her and offered her my hankie. " Why are you still here!?" She said jarring my thought back to the present. I started telling her my problems. It was a trick i learnt early in life, to get someone to trust you with their problem, trust them with yours first. It makes them think you are both even and you can't spill their secret because they also have something on you. It gives them a false security, I told her about Madam B, my poor parents back in arochukwu, My brief bitter sweet relationship with Dayo, how i had foolishly thought Dayo' s love also equated mine. She was listening now, she had stopped crying. " Am going to abort it" She clasped my hands in_between hers sobbing anew " Please give him to me, your baby....... i promise to give him or her a good life! Please help me" I was stunned. How could she say i should give her my baby?, when it wasn't a puppy we were talking about! " Please listen to me.......listen to me please." She blew her nose noisily into her hankie. " Please say you will listen to me first". My head was spinning, the ground drew closer and she reached for my hand on reflex to steady me. " Not now please. I .....can't give out my child" She nodded. " Will you at least give me your contact details?" She brought out a sleek expensive phone. " Please". She gave it to me and i inputted my number, i gave it to her. " What should i save it as?" " Ebere" " Ebere, am Lola, i will give you a call" she said desperately. I nodded and scurried away like a frightened rabbit. I tossed and turned all night, why did Lola desperately want my child? how could she even say such a thing? another part of me reminded me of my selfishness, why waste the poor baby' s life when someone else desperately needed a child. I ignored her calls for days, Ify was also getting suspicious of the incessant calls and i decided to go see her. " Please come in" the ebony beauty said. " Have a seat" She was so beautiful and tall, her left cheek was dimpled and her teeth were sparkling white. I envied her, her big fine house in Ikoyi, the fleet of cars in the compound, the living room was like something from a movie about royalties. " What should i offer you? Fruit wine? juice........" " Am fine " i said, my voice was thick with envy. She stood before me nervously, she couldn't decide if she wanted to hug me for coming or sit down in frustration. " Please let get to the point" She nodded and sat down. " I appreciate you coming to see me.......i was so worried you would change your mind" she said tittering on the verge of tears. " Am listening" " I met my husband five years ago" i could see the love shinning brightly in her eyes. Am definitely not giving her my child i vowed within me. Life was so unfair, why should some people have it all! " He's my world, my everything ". She went on, " We walked down the aisle a year after we met and we decided to start a family right away. Our joy was filled to the brim when i became pregnant few months after our wedding..... but that joy was short lived because i miscarried few weeks later." She sobbed out. Nobody can truly have it all i decided, feeling her obvious pain. " We have been through six pregnancies already. Before my husband got transferred i conceived again, we decided that i should stay back in Nigeria instead of following him from country to country. " Her hands trembled terribly as she reached for a glass of water on the table in front of her. " My husband was so happy, he called his parents in Spain and informed them. His mother flew in the next day, she spent a whole week here! my parents were over the moon with ectasy." I braced myself for the obvious ' but' i knew was coming. " I lost the baby a week before we met. Have not told my husband yet.....i couldn't do that to him again. " " Why don't you go for adoption?" Her eyes widened in shock." That would be scandalous! My parents_in laws won't have it! Our names would be on the lips of everyone! My God! we would never hear the end of it! " Rich people' s lives wasn't as rosy as i had thought. What was scandalous about adopting a child? " Maybe you should try to conceive again" " I was told my womb is weak" " That was why you were crying in the park? The hospital park?" " Yes. I decided to go to a place ( hospital) i wasn't known. Please don't abort your baby........think of the life you want to terminate prematurely....please help out a fellow sister. I will pay you. " Please don't insult me! i have no use for your money!" She got on her knees before me." Am sorry, Ebere am sorry. Say you will help me please". " How do you plan to pull this off?" " Trust me.....trust me i will. Just say you will help me" I got up and walked out of the elegant house. For nine months i kept thinking of it, i thought of it every waking day. I lost sleep and appetite over it. A part of me wanted to reach out to Dayo' s family but i knew they would never accept us, both the baby and I. Lola called me every single day, she was hoping i would come see her. After the baby arrived, i realized i couldn't care for the wee scrawny thing without help from anyone, one early morning, i wrapped her in a warm shawl and took a cab to Ikoyi. I didn't give Lola a call, i was hoping she won't be at home so i could go back home justified that i had at least tried. She opened the door immediately i rang the door bell, she said she looked out for me every day, she collected the baby, promising to keep her safe. I left without uttering a word, i left without a backward glance, i had left a vital part of me behind, i was afraid i would snatch the baby away from her and make a run for it if i had looked back. Here i was driving down the familiar lane ten years after, it was like a map of the place had been etched into my brain, i remembered every building on the street, the color of each houses. A security man threw the gate open and ushered me in without any questions. strange. It was just like they had been expecting me. " You are late" A tall handsome dark Greek god said. He looked at the gold wrist watch on his hairy arm. I swallowed. My heart was at my feet now. Have i come to the wrong place? " I don't condone unseriousness." I gave him a blank stare. " Ain't you here for an interview? " " Is this the Williams' s residence?" He gave an exaggerated sigh. " Yes! ain't you here for the nanny job?" " Yes" i heard myself reply, as i followed him into the household i had given sunshine to ten years ago. To be continued

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Hmmm, mute

So touching

Hmm.. Life!

I believe so

ur life is really complicated dear really feel for you

Sorry

Next pls

Ohh God... it hurt so much i feel ur pain

Followinq keenly...

Can't wait for the next update

Can't wait for the next update

after the baby will grow up and be feeling like her parents din't care enof

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Took bad . . Sorry

Allen Avenue Episode 13.. Continues.. " What are your qualifications?" he asked in an impatient voice. He waa so tall, oh my, this is Lola' s husband my heart was racing for. Stop it! Stop it my stupid heart! " Are you alright? I don't have all day! My God! " Where was Lola? sh*t! i should have given her a call before coming, but what would i have said? that i was coming for tea?! We heard a loud crashing sound, Mr tall dark and handsome swore under his breath. Why wasn't he rushing up the stairs to find out what was wrong? Another loud thud and a crashing sound had the dark Greek God loosening his tie in frustration, he sat down on the sofa obviously weary. " Monkey keep it down!" He hollered. My God! they named the child Monkey! " Are you alright? ........shall we start?" A chubby little girl with hair dyed red came tumbling down the stairs. I rushed to help her but she brushed me off. " Is this the nanny?" She asked " Go back upstairs!" he shouted. " Miss please am running late! " The girl rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue before dashing up the stairs. Oh my child. Do i even have the right to call her my child? what manner of parents allows a little girl dye her hair red! and they had named her monkey!.Where was Lola? " What is your name?" " Ebere" " See am running late and Monkey is a handful so i need to know if you can handle her and i want to see references too! I need to know am not entrusting my daughter into the care of a maniac! God forbid! Lola would have my head for that!" The name Lola had my heart racing, where was she? " Are we clear?" I nodded. " Can i see them?" Oh my God! What was he asking for? " Your CV" His phone rang and he excused himself. He came back minutes later full of apologies. " Ebere i have to go, give me your contact address and if you don't have the references with you now no problem...... but i will have to instruct the security not to allow you out of this building until i get back......in the mean time you are hired. Let me introduce you to Monkey" My heart was racing fast. I felt like a burglar caught red_handed. " The little girl that came in before isn't she your daughter?" " The one that came crashing down the stairs?. No. That one is for my brother. " I sighed in relief. " Monkey come and meet your nanny!" We heard loud thudding sounds and a loud bang before two rihanna wannabe sailed down the banister. My God! She was worse! Her hair was dyed blue, her lips were lined with dark pencils, there were three ear rings on each of her ears. She had on a crazy jean and crazy top with one arm cut off. This couldn't be! " Monkey come on! am late please! meet your nanny Ebere, say hello to her" The little devil stood defiantly, mischief shinning in her eyes. " Hello Monkey " " I don't like this one! Get another one!" She spat out. Tall and dark ignored her. " Ebere meet my daughter Constance....... She is a sweet angel when you get to know her and please don't let her get to you." " Uncle You didn't introduce me too" red hair grumbled. " Sorry angel, Ebere meet my niece Liz, Liz meet Constance' s new nanny". " I don't like this one too! " miss red hair announced and they both ran up the stairs. " Please don't let them get to you.i will be back by four and remember you are not allowed to leave until i get back." He breezed out of the room hastily not waiting for my reply. I sagged down on the sofa in exhaustion. " Miss! miss! Constance is no longer breathing! " I rushed up the stairs with the red hair girl, What happened? why did i leave them by themselves! the blue haired girl, lay very still in the middle of the pink princess theme room. I placed my ear on her chest and she jerked up laughing. She gave her partner in crime a high five as they screamed " gotcha!" I couldn't help laughing with them. They had gotten me real good. " Why does your dad call you monkey? " " Wow she thinks that was funny, cool!" Liz said. " The last nanny went running out of the house " Monkey said laughing. " Can i have a chocolate bar?" " Me too" " I guess" " Cool" they screamed running out of the house. My phone vibrated in my jean pocket. " Hello Ify.....how are you?" " Am okay" she replied at the other end. I knew she wasn't OK. " What are you up to?" " Am in the hospital" I could hear my blood pounding in my ears. " Why are you in the hospital?" " Am having a bronchoscopy" i wondered what that means. " But are you okay?" " They said i have to get a bronchoscopy to see if am infected with pneumocystis before i have the sysmptoms". It was always They said this, they said that! Ify was going through a lot and there was nothing i could do . "But are you alright? do you have the... Psy......py...do you have it?" " No. Not yet." I hate seeing her so helpless. Chiboy' s mother was forever forcing something down her throat. How someone could drink two bottles of annointing oil in a day was terrible. I wanted to speak out, i wanted to tell her to go to hell with the so called holy oils but what if Ify could truly get her healing by drinking them?. " Are you there Ebere?" " Yes i am" i said wiping away my tears. " I want to join an AIDS Survivor's Support group" her breathing was laboured. " Sweetie i will be home shortly, we will talk. I love you" " Love you too". The mischievous duo were staring intently at me. I felt no connection with the little blue haired girl. She was ebony and chubby while i was light skinned and slim. No resemblance. No emotional connection. Maybe she favored Dayo, but i couldn't tell. She and little red riding hood looked alike. Same ebony skin, same rosy dimpled cheeks. Is this even the child i brought into this world? " That was your boyfriend? " blue asked. " No. My Sister" " Mind if we have some Pizza?" Red asked. " Yea i guess" " Cool! i wish you were my nanny!" They raced out of the room once again, their laughter twitttered in the house. I followed them down the stairs, they had four slices of pizza on their plates. I pulled out a chair smiling at them. " Are you sure you are a real nanny? you are supposed to say we should eat our veggies and fruit. and no junk food before dinner " I blinked. What do i know about kids? " Today is world international kids day, tomorrow i can be a proper nanny to you" i lied smoothly. They traded looks and grinned happily. They were both adorable. " Where is your mommy?" They both went silent. " She's in heaven " Red answered. " And she is now our guidance angel" I felt a thick lump in my throat. Lola. " Are you alright ?" red had asked. Dark and handsome arrived after five pm and apologized for being late. The duo flew into his arms gisting him about their day, he sat down settling each one on his thigh. He listened to them, kissed their cheeks before sending them back upstairs. I had already forced them to eat the spaghetti and meatballs i made for dinner. " Hope you didn't leave any for me? How did you find your first day of work?" " Exciting" He laughed. " I know they can be a hand full but am glad you are still here. I know you must be tired, let's discuss the terms of the job." " Please can we do that tomorrow? i will be here by 8am" " OK that is fair enough. Thank you " he stood up. I declined the money he offered me and drove back home. I had seen my daughter. She had a blue hair and her name was monkey. To be continued

Allen Avenue Episode 14.. Ebere Beep ! Beep! Beep! I reached for my phone at the head of my bed. My body felt like it had been run over by a dangote trailer. How could two little girls be so much work? I don't know what i hoped to achieve by going there in the first place. Lola was gone, how do i lay claim to my child with no evidence? how could i even uproot the little child from the only home she had known for ten years? " Something came up, please come on Thursday. Apologies for any inconvenience. Thanks. Ayo Williams." From dark and handsome. I couldn't believe i had saved his number as dark and handsome. Ayo. The name rolled off my tongue over and over, the room felt hot suddenly. I got out of bed, how could he make me feel hot with just a simple text. Ify was silent during breakfast, her breathing was laboured and there was a new blistering purple sore on her wrist. Her eyes were fixed on her plate while her hand toyed with the food in it with her fork. " What is wrong?" " I called my dad yesterday." I relaxed." That is wonderful sweetie, what did he say?" " He wants to see me" " That is good, when is he coming? " She shook her head. " He doesn't know about the HIV" I covered her hand with mine. " Give him a chance, okay?" In the evening i drove down to the AIDS Survivor Support group address Ify had given me. The building was a grand house in Lekki. I wondered if i had come to the wrong place but i honked in front of the gate despite my doubt. The gate was opened by a chubby friendly security man. He directed me to park my car and walk to the main house. The door was opened by a pot bellied middle aged man. He welcomed us warmly and i could hear Ify gasp beside me. " Come in, am doctor Debola and i am AIDS survivor". We followed him into the beautifully furnished room, the chandelier caught my eyes first. Instead of a center table or an art work there was a big mat spread in the center of the elegant sitting room. Five people were seated on it gisting, two men and three women. I could see a collection of people at the dining area, some were thin as straw, some were robust and beautiful. They were talking animatedly. No frown on any body ' s face. They all called out greetings warmly. " Hi am Ada and i am a PWA " one of the women seated on the mat said. Ify smiled at her warmly and turned to me. " It means Person with AIDS." I also gave her a warm smile. The man that welcomed us at the door clicked a spoon against a glass cup and the others came into the living room and found a spot to settle down. " We have new members in our midst tonight. I will start by introducing myself first, my name is doctor Debola, i have a private hospital and i am AIDS Survivor". " You are on Emeka, and the next person beside him follows" The young teenage boy smiled at us brightly. My heart sank. This young boy of not more than fifteen is also living with such deadly virus. " My name is Emeka and i am AIDS survivor. I have had the virus since birth. " I need a girlfriend! " He beamed at us. The others clapped loudly. " My name is Kofi and am a survivor with full_blown AIDS. I need a cure!" A skinny dark skin man shouted in anguish. The very thin woman next to him said " My name is Rachel and my husband gave me the virus. The bas.tard is died now and i need Justice!" She screamed in anger. Doctor Debola came over and patted her on the back. " Am Toby, I' m HIV symptomatic. I am a survivor and am angry. I need cure!" He was so delicate i was afraid he might break into two. " Am Susan and i was a slut. I am a survivor with HIV, no symptoms. I need acceptance! " The others clapped for her, it got to Ify's turn and she said in a quiet timid voice " My name is Ifeoma, am a survivor. I have HIV, low T_cells and no symptoms and i need...................I need my happy ever after." They clapped for her and all eyes fell on me. I swallowed hard. " My name is Ebere.........I was a slut and i am HIV Negative. I need a cure for Ify and advice" They clapped and cheered me loudly. " Let's start. " Doctor Debola said. Ada began. " I have been seeing so much death going on around me! I have lost so many friends and my little boy! Nobody even wants to come to the funeral! we are not animals! " " I have lost both of my parents and my relatives won't have anything to do with me! All I want is some love and understanding! all I want is a girlfriend! " Emeka shouted. Ify leaned closer and gave him him a peck. He blushed and grinned at her. " I want my wives and kids! I want my family back!" Doctor Debola shouted. " I don't want to die! I have three little girls!" Rachael cried out. " I want an HIV reorientation for my people! The stigmatization is heartbreaking in Togo! Nobody wants to buy or sell to you! they won't even reply your greetings! I want to be buried on the soil of my motherland but I won't be allowed to cross the border! I need a cure! I want to see my little girl before i die " Kofi howled. He was given hugs by everyone around him. " What kind of advice do you need Ebere?" the kind doctor asked " I gave a woman my baby ten years ago and i want her back now. I want Ify to meet my child, I want us to be a family now " " Is Ify your wife?" One of them asked suddenly. " No, my sister " ' You have a big fight on your hands Ebere " The doctor said. " Sometimes things are better left as they were " Ify squeezed my hand and my eyes brimmed with tears. Ifeoma I was shocked to see the doctor who had broken the bad news of my illness to me, at the AIDS Survivor Support Group. So he had been talking about himself on that fateful day! but he had altered the story to give me hope, to give Chiboy hope. Hope was all i had left...... I clung to it desperately in the middle of the night when my bones aches, when a part of my face starts swelling for no reason. I hoped that death won't sneak up on me when i least expected it. That was why i had given my dad a call. I had picked up my phone and dialed his number before i could get cold feet. I felt like a little girl again........i wanted approval. I want love and hugs. I wanted my dad to accept me. " Hello. Who is this?" he answered in his thick ibo accent. " Dad" i whispered. There was silence in the background until i heard a scratching sound, a distant sound of tears and laughter. " Nne, Ify? " " Yes it's me." He was crying now and i felt awkward not knowing what to say. " Nne where are you? i want to see you ". I disconnect the call and switched off my phone. But after my discussion with doctor Debola who had contracted the virus through a needle stick injury at work, i realized just how much i had missed my dad. I texted him my address as Ebere drove us back home that night. Early the next morning a knock sounded at the door, i walked slowly, my breath was coming out in pants. I opened the door and froze. " My baby!" Dad enveloped me into his arms crying like a baby. Mom stood awkwardly, she tried to touch me but i drew back. " Ify...... am sorry" she said. I gave a little tired laugh. Dad sat down still holding me in his arms. Mom went on her knees. " I know i have lost the right to call you my child and i don't except you to forgive me but please give me another chance. Please don't push me away,i did my best combing everywhere for you." " Yea when Toby died! you were looking for a replacement! please stand up! i have nothing against you and you are right! you have lost the right to be my mother!" She sobbed silently on her knees. " Ify please...... i know we have wronged you greatly but please forgive us. Your mother has been through a lot and she is a changed person now." I stood up angrily." She has been through a lot!?,do you have any idea what i have been through?! I was raped and kicked out in the middle of the night!" They both gasped and mom' s sobs became louder. " Do you have any idea what have even been through?! how i managed to survive for the past ten years! you both ruined my life! I will never get married! i will never become a mother! i won't get to see my children graduate! I won't even live to see my 30th birthday! " Dad got up and took me into his arms, we were both crying. " What happened to you Ify? are you sick? I will fly you overseas for treatment, am so sorry my child. Don't talk about death Nne, you are still so young and there is no illness without cure as long as there is money." " This one has no cure dad" " Ify we will fly you oversea, you will be OK" mom said. I shook my head. " I am HIV_ positive" Their eyes widened in shock, Fear, horror and denial. To be continued..

Oh... Happy moment sad news

Allen Avenue Episode 15.. Ebere There were some new cars in the Williams' s parking lot. I wondered if they had visitors, but who goes visiting someone early on a Thursday morning? It must be an emergency i decided. I slide the screen door open and entered the living room. " Hi! I thought you had stood us up" Ayo said sauntering towards me, a cup of tea in his hand. He looked so delectable and my mouth watered. " Hi. Sorry am a little late" " No problem. You came at the right time, my wife and kid just arrived". Wife and kid? so Lola was alive! why did i even listen to that red haired demon in the first place. So Lola had another child, i was over the moon with the good news. " They are in the visitor' s sitting room. Come with me" he said placing the cup in his hand on a little crystal saucer on the dining table. I followed him up the stairs into the wing b of the house. They were all laughing at something. My heart beat accelerated, how would Lola react? The laughter ceased when we entered. A biracial woman in bump short and tank top sat beside a burly old man smoking cigarette. The man ' s smile died on his lips when his eyes met mine. I saw recognition in his eyes, a knowing smile registered on his lips as he saw it in my own eyes too. Was he Warri runz or Benin Runz? i wondered. " Ayo who is she ?" The woman asked with an American accent. " This is Constance' s nanny. Ebere meet my wife Mildred and my father, senator Williams" The one that can't find physical release through sex! surely he wouldn't recognize me after all these years. what of Lola? why is Lola' s husband introducing another woman as his wife? " Young lady how are you?" He asked with a twinkle in his eyes. " Am fine sir" " Ayo i will be frank with you, i don't like the look of this lady. She's not what i had in mind". Mildred said , blowing smoke into the air. " Mildred please let's not argue about it, i will go bring Lola downstairs to meet her." " Excuse me for a minute Ebere " he strolled out of the sitting room. The woman gave me a long look and went back to her gist. Lola. Lola would identify me, she will let me stay on as my daughter' s nanny. Ayo walked into the room with Lola on his arm, she wasn't the Lola that i knew. She was so thin i could see her rib bones through her white flowery gown. She reminded me of Rachael from the AIDS Survivor Support Group. Ayo lifted her on to the settee gently. She looked up smiling and her smile froze on her face. " Who is She?" she asked in a calm nervous voice. I could hear the slight tremor in it. " She is the nanny i hired last week. We are yet to discuss the terms of her employment because of an urgent meeting i had on that day." Laughter twittered into the sitting room before three chubby little girls ran into the room. The third girl was sporting a pink hair. Ayo placed his arm on her shoulder and pushed her forward. " This is Tess, She came in yesterday which makes your charge two kids now." " Hi Miss " red haired called out cheerfully before chasing Constance out of the living room. The pink haired girl squirmed out of his grasp and ran out. Could this one be mine? She wasn't here when i came and Lola wasn't too. Why was Lola so silent, she could at least have said i was an old acquittance. " She's not fit for the job, she's too young" Lola said meeting my eyes. She was sending a message across to me. " I might look young but i have the experience and am not really as young as I look. I will take good care of your children". " Thank you Lola! i said the same thing too but Ayo is just too headstrong! i don't want her anywhere near my kid!" Mildred spat out. " Ladies why don't you give the young lady a chance" the senator said licking his lips. " Ebere please excuse us for a moment " Ayo said. I walked out of the living room, removed my shoes and tiptoed back the stairs. " I know her type! She looks like a thief! what do we even know about her? who are her references? Please let her go" Lola said. " How does a thief look Lola? please be reasonable! " Ayo said. " Exactly like her! didn't you see how her eyes were roving all over the place?! " " I certainly noticed it too!" Mildred chimed in. I had heard enough, is this how Lola had chosen to pay me back? tears drifted down my cheeks as i drove home. One question nagged annoyingly at the back of my mind. Which of the little girls was mine? i was so sure it was Constance but i wasn't so sure anymore after seeing the pink haired girl. TBC Which of the little girls belongs to Ebere?" To be continued..

hope dey will accept you

Ebere you have to talk to Lola

and I'm touched

What a pity

I think the new qirl.

What happened to Lola... Is she a survivor

Allen Avenue Episode 16.. Ifeoma My Mom let out a heart piercing yowl that almost knocked off the roof. Was she acting? was she putting on a grand show to make me forgive her? my dad took me into his arms once again and we both sat down. " Come home with me Nne, i will help you through this, you won't die." " Thank you dad. Am already seeing a specialist and i have the support of my friend Ebere." " That your friend, where is she?. I want to thank her" " She has gone out but you will surely meet her". " Will you come with us?" Dad asked again, hope burning in his eyes. " Not now dad but i will". They kept me company till evening when they both took their leave, promising to come see me later. Dad's call came in some minutes later to check up on me and Mom' s followed immediately i dropped his call. That night Ebere was so silent, the sound of her silence was deafening. I knew something had gone wrong. I wished i was healthy and strong i would have done all i could to get back her baby. I took her into my bony frail arms as she broke into heart rendering sobs. The following evening, we attended another Survivor,' s meeting but the house that night was as silent as a grave yard. Kofi was sobbing silently backing the rest of us. " She's gone" Emeka said, wiping tears from his eyes. " Who?" " Ada. She stopped breathing" he sniffed, " an hour ago" Ebere gave my arm a gentle squeeze. You will be fine. It said.I was told Ada was a surrogate to Emeka and now she was also gone. I felt like taking his pains and giving him the happy childhood he deserved. Doctor Debola and Kofi walked towards us. " She's no longer in pain, she is in a better place now" the doctor said. Ada 's death stunned me, i found it overwhelming that she could be alive one minute and then dead without warning, without goodbye. I didn't notice myself crying until Kofi took me into his arms. The next person to go could be anyone of us. " My little girl' s wedding is next week. I want to walk her down the aisle even if it was the last thing i do before dying" he said letting go of me. " If only i could get the HIV result of a person who isn't infected! you could pass it off as yours at the border" Doctor Debola said. Kofi ' s sob subdued. " Could that work out?" " It is a criminal offense and very risky but it is worth a trial." " He can use mine" Ebere' s voice was calm. I squeezed her hand. Are you sure?. She gave mine a squeeze back. Yes. Kofi enveloped her into his arms, crying like a baby. Ebere had a heart of gold. Ebere " Ify!" i placed my palm on her hot sweat drenched head. She had fever, non_productive cough and her breath was short. I dialed the number doctor Debola had given me in case of an emergency like this. I gave them our address and went back into her room. " Ify hold on.....they are on their way". The ambulance arrived some minutes later. I called Ify' s father and told him of the unfortunate development. I got into the ambulance and held her hand. The nurses were with Ify for a long time, i sat at the reception praying for a miracle. God please don't take her away from me. Lord please let me have her with me for a little more time. Doctor Debola came in and sat beside me. " She has PCP (Pneumocystis pneumonia) because her T_cells are below 200 now but she will pull through this. How are you?" " Am fine" He gave me a knowing smile. " No. How are you?" " Am terrified" i sobbed out. " I don't want to lose her, she is the only family i have now ". " She will be fine and you need to be strong for her." He gave me his hankie. " Thank you. Can i ask you something sir?" He gave me a smile." Sure" " Why......why did you start the group?" " When i found out about my HIV status, i told my wives, i thought they would understand and be there for me. They were both educated and we were all living happily just the day before......." His voice thickened with emotion. " Am sorry for asking" " Its okay. They both got terrified and after verifying that they didn't have the virus, they took their kids and left. I came back home one evening to an empty lonely house, there was no note, none was needed anyway. I have four adorable kids. I know they are safe and happy with their moms and am content with that thought. " I nodded my head vigorously. " I started the group so i could connect with those going through what i was also going through. Am glad i did, they have become my family now." He stood up." duty calls, see you later" he strolled back the way he came. Ify' s dad walked into the reception like the Devil was on in his heels. I stood up. " Mr Ambrose, am Ify' s friend." " Ebere? how is she?" " She will be fine" " Can i see her now? " " The nurses are still with her but i was assured she will be fine". He sat down on the reception seat, his head bowed in pain. He truly loved his daughter. To be continued

Hmmm

Yea... it pains alot all is well

Heartbreakinq.

Ify..it is well

ify u are not going to die

ify,u must live ni o

Ify be strong for ebere

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This story is really interesting

Allen Avenue Episode 17.. * Continues* " You can come and see her now" A young nurse said. We followed her into the hospital room. She told us not to disturb her patient and went out of the room. Ify was so pale but her eyes were shinning brightly. I leaned in and kissed her softly on her mouth. I looked back just in time to see her dad look away, a certain confused look on his face. He wouldn't understand the love i had for his daughter, she was like my child. I would starve myself for her, i would go to the end of the world for her if it would make her alright. I stepped out to give her some private time with her dad. I suddenly remembered someone else, an important person in Ify' s life. i dialed the number like my life depended on it. " Hello" " Hello. What's up" He said. " Am sorry to call you this late but i just thought you might want to know Ify is in the hospital" I heard a femininely intimate laughter in the background, he whispered something to her and my ears caught the word ' baby', my heart sank. " Thank you. I will come see her tomorrow " Chiboy said. " It will mean a lot to her Chiboy" " Okay". I paced the hospital corridor thinking about how unjust life was. My life was a mess begging to be sorted out, Ify was laying on an hospital bed on a day that was supposed to be her wedding day. That lovely white gown which had been purchased in Italy was in her wardrobe never to be worn. A foreign number showed on the screen of my phone. " Hello " " Hi Cherie! " My heart leapt up with joy. " Kofi! " He gave a hearty laugh. " Today was my daughter' s wedding! thank you! thank you for giving me this wonderful gift!" " Am glad it worked Kofi. Congratulations! " I had taken an HIV test and filled in Kofi' s name at the top left of the result sheet. I had also done a fever vaccination test and used his name. Doctor Debola did both of the tests. Kofi went across the border ( border between Benin Republic and Togo) without any hassle. " Thank you! how is Ify? sorry am calling this late" " She's in the hospital, PCP" He groaned. " Awww, how's she holding up? " " She's OK now". " There's an herbalist in Lome. He has cure for AIDS, my daughter told me about him. Can you come?" " Yes, yes, yes. When should i come? have you tried it out?" " Have stopped fighting it a long time ago but Ify is still so young so come but i must warn you it would be very dangerous to cross the border with the drugs" " I will come. I will come next tomorrow, will give you a call tomorrow. Thank you Kofi" " Ah! i should thank you. Goodnight and be strong." " Good night " I sank to my knees in sheer happiness. To be continued

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Allen Avenue Episode 18 * Continues* Ifeoma Ebere had been gone for only days but it felt like years. I missed her, I missed her voice, her gentle and assuring touch. I did my best to discourage her from going but she was adamant. She had walked into my hospital room looking so tired i felt my heart squeeze in pain. The AIDS wasn't only killing me, it was trying to destroy those who loved me as well. Chiboy hadn't called me in weeks and somehow within me i knew it was going to happen. But i never expected it to be so soon. " Kofi called me from Togo " Ebere said, leaning to kiss my cheek. '' Am glad he made it. How are you?" " Am alright. He said there's a cure in Togo " Another bull story." Okay. Is he cured now?" She smiled reading between the sarcasm. " Am going to Togo next tomorrow. Would you mind staying with your parents until i get back?" " My parents are divorced and there's no cure" " You could stay with your dad. If Kofi said there's a cure then there is" She had said stubbornly." Don't give up yet". " Ify your friend is here!" Mom stuck her head inside my room, jolting me from my riverie. I had my old bedroom back, everything was in place just as i had left it that fateful day when i went to school and came back to meet my belongings outside. " Ebere?" i said excitedly. She walked into the room." Juliet" I frowned. " How does she know that i' m here?" " Ify, i know she has wronged you in the past but please let by gones be by gones." " So easy for you to say" i muttered under my breath. " I don't want to see her" " She has also been through a lot. She lost her husband and his family sent her away because she had no male child for him." She searched my face, searching for pity but found none. " Her brother is also in the hospital " That caught my attention. " What happened to her brother?" " He came back from work one day acting strangely, he got into his car and drove off hastily again but sadly he ran into a trailer." Good news." So he's dead?" Mom sighed dramatically " It would have been better if he had died! he broke his spine and lost both of his legs. Juliet is really going through a lot now" " Let her come in" Mom went out and a tired looking woman came into the room. I blinked over and over, this wasn't the Juliet i knew. She smiled uneasily and sat beside me on the bed. " Hi" " Hi" Silence. " Have you started Chemo yet?" she asked out of the blues. " What?!" " You know, Chemotherapy. Your mom said you have cancer " " Really?" I felt the anger burning in my chest " Mom!" She came into the room smiling but stopped short when she saw the anger blazing in my eyes. " Did you tell Juliet i had cancer?" She looked embarrassed, she met my gaze pleading with her eyes. " Yes" she said softly. She walked out of the room. " What was that about?" " Nothing " She nodded her head. " Ify am sorry about all i did in the past, we were young and i was so foolish. " " So did you get lucky with Chiboy when i left?" She was momentarily stunned. " Actually we went steady for a while but you were all he talked about.....he loved you." " Had sex with him?" Her cheeks burned. I swallowed hard in pain. Chiboy told me nothing happened between them. " You f*ucked him Jules?" She stood up. " Yea and am not sorry i did. Look am sorry but i can't go back and undo the hand of time. If you can find a place in your heart to forgive your mother, then i think i can also be forgiven" " Your brother raped me! I called out for help..... i screamed out your name but you didn't come to my rescue. You were my best friend! you were like a sister to me! how could you do that to someone you call a friend! " I was jealous of you!" She blurted out, " You were the most brilliant girl in Clive high! All the teachers sang praises of you! you charmed my brother and he started showering you with love and affection! My mother took to you immediately you moved in with us! i felt neglected! and to crown it all you went and charmed the only boy i ever loved!" " You were never my friend Juliet." " Am sorry" she said and walked out of my room. I picked up my purse and went in search of the woman who had given birth to me. She was in her room watching a movie on her laptop. " Has your friend left?" " Why did you tell her i had cancer? " " Ify i was only trying to spare you" " Spare me what! " " Our society is not kind to those with......with... " she struggled to say the words. " Say the words Mom, you won't become infected if you say it. Its not transmitted through words of the mouth" She looked at an invisible thing on the bed. She was ashamed of me, she was ashamed of what i had become. She would never accept me or love me as a mother would her child. The truth didn't hurt as much as her pretentious and false care had. I felt rejuvenated. The HIV and something incomprehensible hung heavily in the air between us. I felt pity for her. She has forgotten about old age and how you would have to rely on others for care. There would be no one to care for her. I walked out of the room and went outside. I felt the cool evening breeze on my face. I was free. I had stopped seeking for love and acceptance where there was none. It was like a miner discovering after years of digging for gold in a certain mine that there was none to be found but rather than feeling despair he had found happiness because he could finally stop digging. The cab i took stopped in front of Chiboy' s gate. I let myself in, Chiboy had lied to me, he said nothing had happened between him and Juliet. " Ifeoma, when will you stop digging this mine? " i said aloud to myself. " When will you accept that there's no gold to be found with Chiboy? " I walked into his living room and the smell of delicious cooking welcomed me, i followed the smell and stopped in front of the kitchen. Chiboy and a lady where all lovey dovey, he had her in his arms while whatever it was they were making for dinner cooked on the gas cooker. " Hi" he said walking towards me. I stopped digging that very moment. The deed to this mine was no longer mine. I slipped off the ring on my finger, i kept it on his center table while he looked at me uncomfortably. " Ify, please keep the ring" I turned around and left before the tears could betray me. I looked at my bare finger where the ring had sat for months. " Hey, i need a shoulder to cry on" i said into the mouth piece of my phone as soon as the receiver picked up at the other end. " Am here" was all he said. To be continued

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Allen Avenue Episode 19.. Continues.. Ebere " What do you mean Kofi?" " Ebere calm down" Sweat broke out on my brows. Kofi had taken me to the weird looking man at Lome. He was a little midget but size meant nothing to me, i only hoped he would leave up to expectation. He ushered us into his living room and we took a seat. Kofi conversed with him in Ewe and translated to me. " He said her condition is worse" " How does he know that? she was fine when i left her. He does have the cure right? " i said irritated. " Yes" Kofi spoke with him, they went on for a long time while i sat worried. The old shaman went inside and brought out two vials. One had a green powder and the other had an oil. " She should dissolve some of the powder in soy milk, she should avoid the use of cow milk. And the oil should be dropped into boiled tea." Kofi translated. " I collected the vials with utmost care. " Thank you. How much ?" " Two hundred thousand naira but I beat it down to 150 and i will cover the fifty. I know it's a lot of money but he's the only one i know" " Its okay. I still haven't changed the money into Cefas, will he accept naira? " " Let's go change it into Cefas, that's the only currency he will accept." I gave the vials back to the shaman, we returned hours later after searching for a good place to change the nairas and we paid him. I was packing my bag when Kofi deemed it fit to give me the news. " If you are caught at the border with the drugs you will be sent back here to Togo, besides every Nigerian in that bus is already a suspect" " So what do i do now" i wailed. ." Am sorry, i should have told you but i didn't want to discourage you before you had even made up your mind" " How would they know it was cure for AIDS?" " You being a Nigerian already makes you a suspect. They will search everything and anything belonging to you. But i have a plan so be calm" He told me of his plans while i mentally devised some of mine. " What if it doesn't work?! What will happen to me if am caught?" He scratched his head. " You will be stuck here forever". I dropped on the bed in frustration. Ifeoma " You should let the tears out, you know probably break a plate or two but please not my crystal fruit bowl" He said handing me a glass of wine I laughed despite myself. " Your crystal bowl is safe " " How about letting the tears loose? My shoulder is strong enough to weather the flood" A laugh escaped my lips involuntarily again. " Yea i think i should but he doesn't deserve my tears". " That's right. You will be fine " he sat on the sofa. " I made you dinner" I smiled and sipped my wine. " So what did you burn?" " Burn?" He laughed. " I will have you know i can cook and i learned from the best" sadness slowly crept into his eyes and i held his warm hand. " Ada?" " Yea. She was my surrogate and i will always miss her." " I could be your surrogate" i whispered then realized the foolishness of what i had just said. He would out live me too. " I don't want you to be my surrogate, i want you to be my wife" I started laughing at his joke but stopped when i saw the seriousness flickering in his eyes. " Oh Emeka......." " Yea i know it's not likely. " He looked so young and vulnerable and i could feel the innocence and love oozing from every pores of his body. I felt myself leaning in, maybe it was the wine. It was definitely the wine i decided. His warm soft mouth claimed mine in a mind searing kiss, this was wrong, so wrong but why did it feel so right? I recovered first. " It's the wine" A smiled played on his lips. " Yea definitely the wine". " Do you mind if i retired for the night? " " How about dinner? " '' Sorry, don't think i can keep it down " He stood up and led me to the guest room. Why wasn't i pining over Chiboy? i cussed at myself.......he was so young! i had no right leading him on like i did but it had felt so right. So natural. That night i saw him in my dream ( Emeka), the dream was filled with love and laughter. I woke up with my ribs aching and reality dawned on me chasing back the false promises of the dream. It was an illusion. " Hey you awake?" Emeka knocked on my door. I pulled up my duvet over my chest." Yea. You may come in" He came in with a tray laden with Juice, tea, pancakes, and bacon. He placed the tray beside me on the bed beaming at me. My heart fluttered as butterflies settled in the pit of my stomach. " How was your night?" " Good morning, it was great. My! what a feast you have here!" He laughed. " Morning, Ebere will have my head if i don't feed you well". " Hmmmn, how was your night?" " It was restless " I met his gaze. " Am sorry about yesterday....... I shouldn't have....... " " Shouldn't have kissed me? I enjoyed the kiss?" He grinned at me. I shook my head." No Emeka it was wrong of me, i just came out of a relationship and i am not ready to plunge into another disastrous one. Besides it felt like incest." His eyes widened in pain. " You are not my blood. Give me another excuse please" " You are too young and ......" He laughed. " Seriously?" " You are what? 16?" He groaned dramatically. " Am 20 and that's not young!. Enjoy your breakfast. " He walked out of the room. " This is all so wrong! " i whispered to myself. " so wrong " but my heart felt different. My heart screamed something else and i placed my hands on my ears trying to drown out what i had felt since the first day i set my eyes on him. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 20.. * Continues* I walked gingerly down the stairs, admiring everything about the house. It was so big and magnificent. The photo of a beautiful dark skinned woman and a man in a garden caught my eyes. They looked so happy, so alive, so... " She had a lovely voice too" I whirled around in fright and Emeka caught my hand before i could collapsed on the floor in sheer fright. " Easy, didn't mean to frightened you." " Its okay. Your parents?" " Yea." " Do you still miss them?" " Sometimes. They had the virus, actual my dad had it and they only discovered when they went for their medical test as required by the church for their wedding" My eyes drifted close. " Despite dad testing positive to HIV, Mom insisted on marrying him, her family cut her off and they ran away together. They lived in happiness for five years until a condom accident one night, it either slipped off or broke" " And they had you." " Yea" " So how come you also have it? didn't she have you through a C_section?" " In those days the stigma was much worse, she was rejected at many hospitals when the news got around and she had me on the way to the hospital" " Am so sorry" He shrugged. " Dad sold off his business and properties and put the money in a trust fund for me because he knew his family would try to take them away from me. None of them wanted me anyway, one day dad met doctor Debola and recognized the kindness in him. He made the doctor my legal guidian and for a while i was glad to have a home until his wives found out i had it and they became mean. " " What did doctor do?" " He sent me to a boarding school and always came for every open days and parents meeting. When i turned 18, i made Ada my surrogate, her only child and son was my best friend but he died before we graduated." " So much death" " Yea" He walked away. Before i could see his tears. Ebere It took Kofi another three days to find an old Togolese woman traveling to Nigeria in the park. He had called her aside that his daughter in Nigeria had a terrible illness and he wants to send the vials across to her. At first she was stricken when she heard i will take them from her once we get to Benin republic. She insisted on inspecting the vials to see if it wasn't cocaine. After much plea she accepted to carry the little vials. She went to the rest room and put them inside her tight pocket ( the tight with a pocket in front of it mostly worn by old women or traders to hide their money and other valuables). I almost kissed her with Joy, she declined the money we offered her and we started the journey. There were three of us at the back and a couple in front. Ifeoma was all i thought of during the journey. I hoped she was alright, the old woman nudged me and gave me a weird looking food wrapped in leaves, i accepted it and thanked her. " This one very good. Chop, chop, ablo" " Thank you." I pinched little of the white cake like food and put it into my mouth. It was soar. But I forced it down with a smile. Just like Kofi said, i was thoroughly checked at the border, my bags were scrutinized by the officials with utmost care. I almost shouted in frustration. Being a Nigerian doesn't make me a fraudster! We are all not bad, there are so many good people in Nigeria but why are we treated like low lives and scums at embassies and check points? the old woman was allowed to pass without a blink. " Thank you so much, God bless you." i said when we got to Benin republic motor park. " No wahala. Me i stay for Benin today, tomorrow i come Nigeria". She said after giving me the bottles. " Tell the little girl say God heal her" " Amen. Thank you" The journey after that was smooth and by 4 pm i was already in Lagos, Nigeria. I almost screamed with joy, i hurried home and showered. I went by the restaurant to check how sales was going and i was impressed when i checked our sales book. " Good evening ma" i knocked on the door and entered. Ify' s mother was reading a devotional. " Welcome, how are you?" " Thank you, am fine ma." I sat down on the settee because i knew she wouldn't invite me to sit down if i didn't . " Is Ify sleeping? " " Am glad you came now, Mr Ambrose is out of Town and i needed somebody to talk to.......i am confused." " About what ma?" " Although i have read it up on the internet i still want to know more about the HIV virus" " Okay. What do you want to know about it?" " Is it contractable by touch? Although i read it's a sexually transmittable disease but one never can be too sure" she said with disgust. I sighed. " It is not only a sexually transmitable disease, you can also contract it at the salon, by touch, by breathing the same air!" I stood up in anger and marched towards Ify ' s room while she gaped at me. " She's not inside" " Where is she?" She looked perplexed. " I don't know.........." " You honestly don't know? how could you sit down comfortably when you don't know where your own child is! What sort of a mother are you?!. I swear you will definitely regret this someday but it will be too late for you!" I went out of the house in anger, lord please let her be alright. Where could she be? i pondered over this until i heard a loud bang and realized i had rammed my car into the one in front of me. My God! the driver came down, strutting towards me in anger, i opened my door with shaky hands and came out of the car. Our eyes met and time froze. He had aged well, he was still as handsome as he was years ago although he was a little thick around his midsection now. This was the man i had foolishly given my heart to. " Ebere " he paled like he had seen a ghost. " Dayo" " S*hit!" He exclaimed in a hoarse voice. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 21.. * Continues* Ifeoma " Here" Emeka dropped a bulky shopping bag on my bed. I looked up from the joke i was watching on his Tab. " Where have you been? " " Shopping! God do i love shopping?" He groaned in mock ectasy. I laughed and pulled the carrier bag closer. " What's this? Oh you shouldn't have bothered...... I could have gone back home to pick some clothes". He laughed. " Consider it a Christmas gift" " Geez! Christmas is still months away but thanks" He grinned. " Are you up to tonight ' s meeting? besides today is Doctor' s birthday." " Yea. Oh really?! I didn't know and i haven't gotten anything for him! " " I got something for him in our names. Get ready, we are going to dinner first. You like Chinese?" I smiled. " Ebere won't recognize me when she comes back! Yea Chinese is cool, thanks" " That's my aim" He saunters out of the room, he looked so young and healthy, i found it hard to believe he also had the virus. We went to Mr Ying yang and had giant lobsters with rice before going to the Support Group. Doctor Debola kissed my cheek, complimented my look and gave us a knowing wink. We wished him a happy birthday, Emeka brought in the gifts from the car and placed it on the dining table where others had kept there's. There was a little party for Doctor and the atmosphere that night was joyous and fun filled. I noticed Racheal wasn't cheerful and i excused myself from my company. " Racheal what's up?" " Ify i don't know. I feel so scared, am afraid, something is about to happen to me." I touched her arm gently. " Try to have fun tonight, call me up tomorrow and let's b.itch about life but let's just have fun for once, Okay? " She nodded. " I see you came with Emeka, Ebere is not back yet?" " Yea, i miss her so much." " You look good together.......don't let this slip through your fingers please." " Racheal!" I admonished. " He's so young!" " Oh Yea? tell me something else please! he' s so handsome, rich and educated! F*uck young! life is too short to waste!" I looked back, Emeka was laughing at something Doctor said. If only he wasn't so young. " Your eyes tells a different story Ify, you have the hots for him!" She sighed wistfully. " Can't remember the last time i rode a good deek" We both laughed. " You know Doctor is a free man now" She blushed. " Am dying and am worried about the future of my little girls......i don't have time for romance besides i look so ugly" " Oh no! you look so delectable " i lied and actually believed the lie. She had a beautiful face and smile but she was so bony and i could still see the beauty in her. After all they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and in that very moment Racheal transformed before my eyes, she was definitely beautiful. " Mind if i steal her for a moment?" Emeka asked. He led me onto the dancing floor which was the living room and we swayed gently to the soft music being played. I saw Doctor took Racheal into his arms and i gave her a thumbs up, she smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up too. I had my first dance that night. To be continued..

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@jummybabe... Emeka is a survivor too, met Ifeoma the first day she joined the qroup later pick interest after he lost his surroqate late Ada.

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Allen Avenue Episode 22.. Continues.. Ebere I recovered first, he kept muttering under his breath. " Sorry about your car, i could get it fixed for you" " Hell no! Ebere! Wow! it's been so long!" " Yea. " An awkward silence registered between us until other motorists blared their horns at us angrily. " F*ucking Nigerians! always in a hurry! . let's find somewhere to talk please, there's a cool hang out spot just around the corner." I nodded and got into my car, i trailed my car slowly behind his until he parked in front of a cool lovers joint and i did the same. " What will you have? Waiter!" " Water is Okay " A thin and pimpled face waiter walked to our table. " Geez! what took you so long?" He moaned. " Sorry sir" " How does that answer my question? get me a bottle of white wine if you please. " " Which one sir?" " I said a bottle of f* ucking white wine! " The waiter scurried away. This Dayo was so full of himself, he reminded me of his bleaching body mother. He gave me a smile and i faked one too. " You look so beautiful! still standing ( still working)?" I felt like punching his face, my hands folded into a fist on my thigh. " Still a mummy' s boy?" He looked surprised. " Wow, wow, touche." He laughed. " What's up with you?" " I have my own business now and am doing well for myself." " That's good. Not married? are you?" " Are you?" I retorted. " Actually i am and we have four beautiful kids. My wife is a cousin to the current president." Who asked him? " That must be such a privilege, I' m sure you are so happy" " Yea i am." He said, struggling to believe the lie that just came out of his mouth. " I heard you came to look for me, my mom threatened to cut me out of her will if i continued with........" " So you chose the money over me, that's cool " The waiter brought the wine with two wine glasses, he poured the wine into our glasses and fled before Dayo could call him back. " No, no, it wasn't like that." " Dayo what if i told you i was pregnant when you left and i had the baby." He blinked twice. " Oh hell! you can't be serious please! i have so much to lose now! my wife and kids, my business, my......." I smiled and he relaxed. " Its okay. Did you ever love me?" " Believe me i loved you......i wanted a life with you but i was so young, hell! we were both too young and love is a word that doesn't exist in my world. In my world we marry for political or business reasons and never for love. Ebere i could write you a check, you know for everything. " A toad doesn't give birth to a snake. Dayo was truly a son of his mother. I sipped my wine. " I don't have any use for your money Ekundayo." I stood and he gave me his card. " Please call me if you ever need my help or ......" he said. " Thanks". I turned around and left. I sat for a long time in my car playing our conversation over in my mind. I tore the card into bits and threw it out, the wind took hold of the tiny bits and blew them about. I drove off into the night, my soul was at peace. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 23.. * Continues* Ifeoma " Pearl, Doctor just called me...guess what?" he kissed me softly on my nose. My hand strayed to his wet hair, he had just come out of the shower and i felt like wrapping his body into my arms forever. It's the wine, i must have had too much at the party. " What?" He laughed softly and leaned in to claim my lips. " I wanted to do this all night Ify." I pushed him back a bit playfully. " What did Doctor say?" " Ebere called him, she's back and she's been worried about you". " Wow! where is she? can i use your phone? " " Sure." He went out of the room and came back with his iPhone. I dialed Ebere ' s number and sighed happily when her voice came on. He walked out to give me some privacy. " Ebere!" " Ify! how are you?" " Oh Ebere! have missed you so much!" She laughed. " Have missed you too! how's Emeka?" " He's fine." " Uh uh! " she giggled in a girly way." Say me hi to him." " How was the journey? are you alright?" " Yea am fine, am sleepy baby. See you tomorrow " I blew her kisses and we disconnected. I went into Emeka ' s room and settled on his bed. He walked in to the room and smiled. " Done with your call?" He sat on the bed and gently pulled me into his arms and we kissed for a long time, tongue met tongue and we became one. I reached for his short but he gently removed my hand. " Am old fashioned. Let's do this the proper way" I blinked in confusion. " I thought you wanted me." " Yea i do." He took my hand and placed it on the bulge in his short. " Feel it? but it's more than that, i want more". " What's more than that?" " There's more sweetheart. A life together, please say you will marry me". " But......but we barely know....." He cut me off with a kiss. " We have our whole life in front of us to get to know each other." " You are too young to become a widower, i could die anytime." " We wiil all die someday Ify" i sighed. " Where's your ring?" He laughed softly and pulled me closer. " Is that a yes?" " Yes" He licked my lips and gently pushed his warm tongue into my mouth. Would i ever get enough of his kisses? " We could buy a ring tomorrow or you could wear my mother' s ring, it's quiet old but it's ........" " I will wear it. " He kissed me softly on my forehead. " Thank you" We pulled the duvet over our bodies, holding each other tight. I had found my home at last. This was where my heart belonged......this was my home. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 24.. * Continues* Ebere I mumbled in my sleep and drew the thick duvet over my body. It was past 8.am no doubt but i felt so tired all i wanted to do was sleep. The ring tone of my phone resonated in the room, I grumbled and threw back the duvet, the call disconnected before i could reach for the phone. I fell back on my pillow my hair cascading all around me. I was too tired to look for my hair net the previous night. I heard a sound at the door. KO! KO! KO ! " Oh God! Who is trying to ruin my beauty sleep?!" I moaned with fatigue and got out of bed. This better not be one of those Jehovah witness or GNLD people trying to market their drugs. I don't want to argue with anyone so early in the morning about the six classes of food and food supplement. God Forbids! " Hold on! You want to break my door?!" i turned the door knob and my breath ceased. " Hi. Can i come in?" He flashed me a killer smile which had my heartbeat racing for the hills. " H.....hi....su...sure" i stammered. What was he doing here? why now when i looked like something the cat won't even drag in! my hair was a mess, my face didn't look as radiant as that of the women in western movies when they wake up in the morning. My eyelids were puffy. " Sorry for not informing you before barging in on you like this, but i doubted if you would pick my call". " Have a seat please. Excuse me for a minute". I walked slowly to my room and jumped into the shower, i flew out seconds later and hurriedly dressed in a casual top and jean. I considered wearing some make up but i didn't want him to think i was trying to look good for him, in the end i settled on lip gloss and walked back into the living room. " Sorry for keeping you waiting" " It's alright, i didn't know you sleep in" he accused. " What?! i don't sleep in......I was just too..." He laughed. " Don't get me wrong, i just thought you would be awake by 9 am'' I nodded. " Am sorry for what happened at my house, i'm sure you must have overheard our conversation because you were gone by the time i came back downstairs". I nodded. " The other lady......why was she so set against me?" i asked even though i knew the reason like the back of my hand. '' Lola? I'm sorry you overheard us, believe me she's a very sweet lady and such a kind soul." Ayo said. " So why was she so set against me?" He rubbed his palms together, i noticed he did this whenever he was about to say something that made him uncomfortable. " She has cancer" " Oh poor Lola" i cried out. He cocked a brow. " You sound like you know her personally" " Umh? no, no, I imagine it must be a really trying time for her" . " Yes it is and she obviously need a nanny for Liz but she's insisting on taking care of her by herself. She has only few months to live so she want to spend the remaining time with her but it's telling on her health." My heart took a deep dive and i almost collapsed to the floor in shock. " Liz? the red haired girl?" " Yes, she's my niece. Mildred my wife, soon to be ex wife is a bad influence on the kids. She let them do whatever they please just to spite me" he sighed." Please i need you to come back" " Lola is your brother' s wife? how about your brother and.....and....the little girl with pink hair?" " My brother is late, a fatal accident when Liz was only a baby and Tess is Mildred' s niece." " So only Monkey is your daughter? You mentioned something about your wife being your ex soon" " Yea Constance is my daughter, Mildred and I are getting a divorce." '' Sorry about the questions. " " It's alright, will you come take care of the girls? " " All three of them?" " Yea for now but Tess will return to the states with Mildred." This was my chance to get close to my child, how about Ify? how will she cope without me? " You don't have to decide now, i know you are skeptical about working for me but please give it a thought. " He stood up like he could read my mind. My tall, dark and handsome. " Why me?" I blurted out. " Pardon? Oh! The girls likes you and they tagged you cool besides it would drive Mildred crazy." I stood up and saw him to the door. I heard the door knob click open as i was about entering my room. I wondered if Ayo W. Forgot to tell me something and walked back. She flew into my arms with a big smile. " Ebere! I Have missed you so " We both laughed. " Have missed you too. Hi Emeka!" He grinned at me. " Hi yourself." Ify let go of me and walked back to him, she pecked him on the cheek, he kissed her softly on the lips before taking his leave. I jumped up happily and fell back on the couch in a fit of bubbly happy laughter. " What is wrong with this one?" Ify smirked at me before settling on the couch. " My God! I' m glad you have been having fun in my absence" She blushed to the root of her hair and held out her hand. The big stone on her finger glittered beautifully and i could swear i saw my reflection in it. " Wow! babe! Come here" I pulled her into my arms. " Mama is so happy for you" " I am too." '' How did it happen? how come you are so lucky! in less than two weeks that i have been away you have managed to hook another elegible bachelor! " i feigned jealousy and she laughed. " Oh come off it!. How are you? " I laughed happily. " Please let's talk about you biko." " My mother told Juliet i had cancer, apparently she's ashamed of me". " Oh Ify" " No Ebere. Am fine, I have realized that she will never love me and she would never accept me unconditionally. Surprisingly it was just what i needed! I have stopped searching for Love where there's none." I took hold of her hands. " If there's anyone on earth who deserves to be happy it's you girl! you don't need anyone to love you or accept you for who you are and it's their loss any way! " She smiled. " Thank you. Ehen Who was that? " " Who?" " Come on! the tall dark guy! Ayo W.?" " Yes. Pinky is not my child" " What?" " It's Liz! I couldn't even recognize my own child ! and oh! I ran into Dayo yesterday, more like i rammed my car into his!" I got up dramatically. " Oh Ebere! What did Dayo say? did.....did you tell him?" " He's married to the President' s cousin and the bas.tard was so cocky and full of himself! God! " " Oh Sweetheart!" " He gave me his card but i tore it into bits. I can't still believe his nerves! my God! he asked if i was still standing! you should have seen his face when i mentioned that i was pregnant when he left........he offered me money!" " He's such a bas.tard!" " Ayo wants me to come work for him." " How about his wife?" " He's getting a divorce and Lola is not his wife! he's married to the other Chimney pot i told you about. " " You should go work for him, you will get to see Liz and forge a bond with her." " Lola has Cancer, i don't think i want to upset her" " What! She has had your daughter for ten good years! I don't think it would be selfish of you if you try to get closer to her now!" " You think so? My God what a mess! ha!" I suddenly remembered something and i ran into my room excitedly while Ify looked on in bewilderment. I tentatively brought out the vials in my drawer and walked back to the living room. " My cure?" " Yes love. Your cure!" I kissed her bony cheek. '' Thank you Ebere " she said so softly. " I don't know what i would do without you, how do i pay you back for your kindness " " Pay me back by getting well, i have a wedding to plan too! my! am so excited! " She laughed heartily. " How did you manage to cross the border with the contraband and how' s Kofi?" " Kofi is bouncing. Am yet to call him tho, will give him a call later. Let me brew some tea, the oil is to be dropped into the boiled tea with a dropper and the green powder is to be taken with Soy milk. You shouldn't take cow milk hence forth it's bad for your health." " Alright Mama." " When this one finishes i will go back for more so we have to be careful with these ones, it should last up to a month. '' " Oh Ebere!" " You will be alright, you just wait and see! To be continued

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Allen Avenue Episode 25.. * Continues* Ifeoma The supposed ' cure' was working. Within two days my energy level and appetite were back to normal and i had started to put on some weight. My T_ cells also increased and Emeka gave me some calories boasting drugs. It seems everyone was struggling to give me my life back, maybe it was time i start fighting for it too. My dad found a way to smuggle more of the' cure' for me through the help of Kofi' s daughter, Bella. We lost some of our dear ones in a little over a month, Racheal had brain seizures, Kofi had CMV of the eye and one day Bella found him cold in bed. Christmas was just weeks away and i was prepared for my wedding. " A penny for your thought " Ebere walked into my room. " Wow you look lovely" She had caught me wearing the Italian wedding gown Chiboy had bought for me. " You could have knocked!" I said, embarrassed to the side. She laughed. " Really you look great!" " I would like to wear this gown for my wedding " " That would be fabulous! " I scrunched my face. " But it was Chiboy that bought it!" " All the more reason you should wear it!" Ebere said with a wicked laughter. " Imagine wearing the gown bought by another man on your wedding day! it would serve him right!" She gave me a high five. " How's Liz" She groaned. " The girl is something else! Lola is still not speaking to me. She doesn't even want me near her ' child' " " How about Ayo? What' s brewing there?" She fluttered her lashes. " Nothing. And i wouldn't want to have anything to do with him anyway?" '' Why Ebere? . What are you hiding from me?" '' His father is Senator Williams" " What has that got to do with anything? " She looked away. " My God! You.......you....." " Yea. He recognized me too and he throws subtle innuendos whenever I' m in the same place with him." " Oh no! does he also live there? " " No but he finds an excuse to come visit every day!" " I think you should tell Ayo" " Tell him what? that i f*ucked his dad? and his niece is actually my daughter?" " Ebere i' m sorry.....but there has to be a way out!" " The only way out is for me to scram out of there before they discover that i am a fraud". *************************************************** After Ebere left for the restaurant because it was her off day at the Williams' s residence i drove down to Ikoyi. I could do some of the things i used to do before since i started using the miraculous ' cure'. I had wheedled the address from Ebere without giving myself away. " Your madam is expecting me" i lied through clenched teeth. " Madam no tell me anything o, Abeg wait make i go confirm from her" " My friend do you want to lose your job? do you know who i am?" " Sorry ma, na protocol " " Protocol my foot! Open the damn gate!" " Yes ma, sorry ma" the security was already sweating. He pushed the gate open and i drove in. I marched down from my car like i had been to the house on several occasions, i slide open the glass door and entered the cool air conditioned living room. An ebony woman sat on the couch flipping through a fashion magazine, she was so skinny i could wrap her around my little finger. She looked up in apprehension. " Who are you?" She demanded. " Lola, my name is Ify and I' m here to see you" i could see recognition register on her face briefly before she gave me a blank hostile stare. " Leave at once! i don't know who you are and I' m not interested in whatever you have to say to me." " Why? What are you afraid of?" " I will call the securities if you don't leave right away" " Why are you acting so hostile? is it because you know who i am and why I' m here?" I sat down at this point. " She did you a favor Lola" " Please leave" she pleaded. " You would have lost your husband and probably your home too if Ebere hadn't helped you...... your husband would have married another woman if you had failed to give him a child if Ebere hadn't helped you ". She covered her face with her palms in despair. " I offered to pay her!" " It wasn't and isn't about the money Lola, Ebere was born to love others and give her all without expecting anything in return, don't you think the least you could do is give her a chance to get to know her child?" " She's trying to steal Liz away from me! I can't lose her now!" " Nobody is trying to take Liz away from you and if you think so it means you don't know Ebere at all!" " She's not trying to steal Liz? then what is she doing here pretending to be a nanny?" " She only want to know her" " I don't want to lose my child! I have lost my husband and she's all i have left" " Give her a chance, try to know her" She managed a half hearted smile. " I see why Ebere loves you, because you have her back. I wish i have someone one to stand up for me too." " Ebere would be there for you if only you can stop seeing her as the enemy. " " Am dying, Liz is the only bright spot in my life now." " You are giving up easily, fight, Lola fight it back" " Am only being realistic " " True. But you have already stopped living, start living once again, not just for your daughter but also for yourself." I said, standing up. " I wish i have your courage and your strength. Thank you" If only she knew how i was furiously paddling underneath the water to stay afloat. I let myself out while she sat immobile, deep in thought. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 26. Continues.. Ifeoma Doctor' s living room was packed with people, nurses from the hospital, my specialist, Members of the Support Group and some friends of friends. The compound was beautifully and artistically decorated by professionals, the living room had been decorated like a church and seats arranged like pews. Some women were sunny brides, some were rainy brides but i was a sun set bride. Maybe the first in the history of brides, who knows? I could have had my wedding in the morning but my friends from the support group won't feel comfortable in the full glare of day light and accusing eyes of the public. Racheal' s little girls who were now Doctor' s wards were my flower girls, Ebere was my chief bridesmaid. It was a cool evening, my dad kissed my cheeks and we alighted from the car, my friends were clapping and cheering me happily as the " here comes the bride " song filled the atmosphere with it's sweet sound. I felt my eyes mist with emotions. I gave my dad my arm as he led me into the living room, my flower girls were throwing little ribbons in the air while Ebere held my gown. My breath caught in my throat, my groom was so handsome in his black tux, he flashed me a grin and my heart swelled with happiness. He pulled me closer and gave me a long wet kiss. " It's not time yet!" Doctor cum pastor groaned. " The wedding was long since done in heaven" Emeka said and everyone laughed. Doctor cleared his throat and read a sermon about love, life and marriage. " You may now read your vows" Emeka beamed at me. " Before i met you i was just this lonely guy who was doomed to a life of loneliness.....although you are not entirely an angel....." The crowd roared with laughter. " You have given me a reason to look forward to each day, you have showed me a whole new world and you have lightened up my life with your laughter...... thank you for giving me the gift of a new life and thank you for loving me." I had tears in my eyes, i saw my mother walk in and our eyes met. She smiled at me and i flashed her a smile. Nothing could spoil my happiness. " Your turn Ify" doctor said. " You have been my shield and my warmth when my arms feels cold. You are the reason for my smile, the air i breathe and i promise to love you always in d forever." " That's some vows! Kiss the bride already" Emeka lowered his head and claimed my lips in a soft sensual kiss, we were one, he was my always and i would be his forever. The fireworks went up outside, he held my hand and we raced outside. In the sky it was written " Ify you are mine forever" i pulled him closer and kissed him. I could hear loud applause, cheers, champagne bottles being popped but we were alone in our own cosy world, shielded by our love. Life was perfect. To be continued..

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Allen Avenue Episode 27.. * Continues* Ebere Lola had suddenly became friendly, i wondered if she had ulterior motives and i was on my guard for a long time but i soon let it down when i realized it came from her heart. Mildred had finally gone back to the states with Tess, Monkey and Liz were manageable now albeit mischievous. I poured the diced red pepper into the tomotoe sauce boiling on the cooker, i felt his presence before i even look up. His expression tells it all. I sagged against the kitchen counter in despair, Lola had been so brave the previous night, she knew her time was up but she had a happy smile on her lips and kept asking me to take good care of Liz. " She's gone?" He nodded. I put off the gas cooker and followed him into the living room. " She left you something" he handed me a brown envelope My hands trembled slightly. " How long ago?" He groaned and stood up like a wounded animal. " Why didn't you f*ucking tell me Ebere! why?'' " What......what are you talking about?" " You have become more than a nanny to my kids.....you are here to welcome me when i come in weary from work every night, you are here to see me off with a cup of coffee every morning.......i shared my problems and worries with you! you found a way to sneak under my skin......you wormed your way into my heart!" " Ayo.....Ayo please stop it! " " Please don't insult us both!" " I don't have any idea what you are talking about!'' " You are only here because of Liz! do you think you can just waltz in here and steal away my niece?" " Is that what Lola told you?!" " No. She doesn't have to spell it out for me!" " Ayo please listen to my own side of the story! " '' You have had your chances and its too late for that! Lola was so kind enough to leave you some compensation so take it and leave right now!" He walked out of the room in anger. I gingerly opened the envelop and brought out a check of ten million naira in Lola' s neat hand writing. We had become so close in her last days on earth, i had sat by her bedside all night, holding her hand, the cancer had eaten deep into her soul. My phone rang on the center table, I reached for it. Ify. " Hello Ify, Ify, what is wrong? i can't hear you" Shemust have dropped the phone, i could hear her crying in the background. " Ebere....Ebere" " Ify honey, am here please talk to me!" The call disconnected. I went into my room, picked up my bag, i couldnt resist going into Liz ' s room. I picked up a framed photograph of her, dropped it into my bag and hurried out of the house. ****************************** ********************* I drove to Ify' s house like i was auditioning for a part in fast and furious. She was always so strong, she had been happily married for three months. Ify doesn't do tears and pity, she's so good in keeping her emotions in check. I parked my car outside, i pushed open the little gate with all my might and raced into the compound. " She's upstairs." Emeka closed the door. " Please talk some senses into her" I took the stairs two at a time and pushed open the master bedroom. " You better stay away from me!" Ify whirled around, she realized i was the one and lunged herself into my arms sobbing. " They want to....to....take him away from me!" She sobbed. " Who Ify?" " I am pregnant " I sighed in relief. " Thats a good news.....isn't it?" She trembled in my hands. " I won't let him go" Emeka walked into the room and carried her on to the bed. " Ify you won't lose him.....okay?" He wiped away her tears." Please rest now" . He pulled my hand along and banged the door after us. He didn't let go of my hand until he got to the bar downstairs. He poured himself a hot skotch and drowned it in one gulp. " What is going on?" " God!" " What is going on!?" " She's hypertensive! it would be suicidal to have the baby.'' " Surely there's a way out" " The only way to save her life is for her to get an abortion" My head felt heavy. " My God! Please tell me this is a joke!" He gulped down another hot skotch. To be continued..

For your information, it is even suicidal to try to abort the innocent baby!

abortion or aborigines ... no try am ooi

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Allen Avenue Episode 28.. * Continues* Ifeoma I stretched out of bed. Emeka had kept me up all night making sweet love to me, he mumbled something in his sleep which brought a smile to my lips. I felt the usual queasiness that comes with each morning, i ran into the bathroom and heaved into the toilet bowl. I saw my husband ' s reflection in the mirror on the wall, he looked worried. " I think you are coming down with something, i will make you some grubs and we will go to the hospital afterwards." I poured some cold water on my face, gaggle some and spat it out. I knew what was going on with me because i was there during Ebere' s own. I gave him a pleasant smile. " Don't worry about me, i will drive down to the hospital later." " No i won't have you driving in your condition please" " Oh Emeka Come on! " " Alright let's make a deal, i drive you to the hospital but you will see the doctor alone. Deal?" I pretended like i was mulling over it." Okay love." Emeka waited at the reception while i followed a kind matron into her office after i had done a test in the lab. She was also at my wedding, she asked me to sit down, she was so nice to me and i felt at ease. " Ifeoma i must be frank with you" she said looking me directly in the eye. " You are hypertensive, you know that right?" I nodded. The AIDS had opened doors for other opportunist diseases. " You are still so young and you have your whole life ahead of you. Please listen carefully to what I' m about to say. The pregnancy result is positive" I laughed happily." I knew it!" I placed my hand on my very flat tummy. " Ifeoma, I want you to promise to think about what I' m about to say carefully." " I will ma." " Good. You can't carry the baby because you are hypertensive, you don't need anything to raise up your already high blood pressure. It ........" " What are you saying?!" My heart was palpitating. " Listen to me please. You could lose your life, the risk is very high and ......" I stood up and ran out of her office. The front of my blouse was soaked with tears. What did i ever do to God! why must i keep suffering like this? " Ify what's wrong? " " Let's go please" Emeka kept asking what went wrong during the drive home. " I am pregnant" i blurted out. He swerved the car just in time not to hit the car in front of us. " Oh S*hit! Ify you were on the pills!" I blinked and avoided his eyes. Doctor Debola had taken time to educate us on some of the risk involved in the marriage of an HIV_positive couple. We both knew the light in one of us could be extinguished anytime, we both knew our lives would revolve around hospitals and medications. He had even lectured us on the risk of pregnancy since i was hypertensive, Emeka had insisted on birth control pills but i must have missed some days. Later that night, Doctor came to see us. He knocked severally on my door before he entered when i didn't respond. " Ify." " I won't get rid of my baby " " The choice is yours, you could either choose to have the baby but it is our job to warn you of the risk involved and you could lose your life. On the other hand you could abort the pregnancy and move on with life. Ify please whatever choice you make think of Emeka' s happiness too. He has been through a lot too. " He walked out. I could hear him conversing with Emeka, minutes later my husband came in and drew me into his arms. " Ify i dont want to lose you. How would i survive without you?" " I can't give up on my baby without a fight! God has given him to us and am not letting him go!" " Can you sleep over it baby? i love you and we don't need a baby to make our lives complete. Hell! we could even adopt one of Racheal' s little girls, how about that?" " Emeka...." " Shhh....baby. I will go make us dinner, let's sleep over this." The next morning, i received messages from the matron, Doctor also called to check up on me,Emeka too was on their side. I felt alone. Ebere. She would understand. She rushed in some hours after i called her, i was so relieved to see her and i lurched into her arms. I couldn't stop the tears drifting down my cheeks, it was like an invisible hand had pricked the balloon which was my world. " Ify I' m not a Doctor but i do know you have been advised to avoid any unnecessary excitement or anything that will raise your BP. You were on the pills right? what happened?" " I must have missed some days." " Ify you know how delicate your health is now...." " What are you saying? Please not you too!" " Baby girl we all love you and we don't want to lose you. Think about me, Emeka and your dad." " How about my baby......i have to think of him too." " No. Sometimes you have to be selfish and think of yourself first. I would say you don't even think of it just do it. Life is about making hard choices sometimes. " " Okay. " She kissed me softly on my cheek before leaving the room. I don't want to be my mother' s daughter, i dont want to think of myself first but now i have no choice. To be continued..

Oppz... Sometimes you have to be selfish and think about your life first... #heartbroken

Another problem nah nt abortion

Which abortion? Abortion might even endanger her life

if she abort the pregnant she may die during the process and if she didn't abort it she may also die may God help you o ify

I Support What Ebere Said, Anyhoo Sha Next

Ify think about yourself and emeka pls

May God have mercy on you.

Heiya

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Allen Avenue Episode 29.. Continues.. Ebere I was about to reach for the door knob when it clicked open. He pulled me into his arms, giving me a mind blowing kiss. What was going on? i pressed closer to him deepening the kiss. I pulled back still stunned, it must definitely be my mind at work. I blinked furiously but the illusion refused to go. He came into my living room, i touched his hairy arm gently. He was real. " Lord knows i tried to get you out of my mind and my dreams but i couldn't. I have missed you." " Why are you here?" " I want to hear your own part of the story" " What did Lola tell you?" " She said you gave Liz to her when she was a baby and she wants to repay your kindness. Lola was such a kind soul and she was so vulnerable that i felt you had taken advantage of her and you were trying to steal Liz. I apologize Ebere" " Why the change of heart now?" He sighed. " That wasn't the only reason i was pissed. Mildred told me you slept with my step father." '' I never had sex with him, yea we did stuffs but no intercourse and that was a long time ago. Look, i won't apologize for my past, it was the life i found myself in and i was only trying to survive." " I' m not here to seek for apologies. I just want to hear your own part of the story." " It's a long story" " Ebere i have the time" I remembered the days of hunger and starvation, how my parents were forcing me to marry Mazi okoro who already had two wives. Mother had a baby every year, it was like sex was the only fun my parents had and they were always at it. Three of my siblings were already living with relatives in God knows where. The rest of us were either forced to work on the farm or marry men as old as the village tortoise. One day Madam B came back from Lagos, she promised us better lives and future. My mother sold off her pregnant goat to afford the three thousand naira needed for our transportation. We were forced into prostitution on getting to Lagos, i told him about the perils that came with the job and how i had foolishly given my heart to Dayo. When i paused for breath, Ayo' s eyes were blood shot. He was seething with anger. " She must be brought to book! do you still remember where she lives?" " Yes" " Good. I am so sorry Ebere. Come here" He pulled me into his arms and we stayed like that for so long. Madam B was arrested the next day just like Ayo promised. She was also on the wanted list of the police. Ayo drove me to the police station where she was detained. She denied not knowning who i was but after some hot slaps from our ever so zealous police women she opened up but she said it was her first time. Isn't that what they all say? Ayo and I went to pick up the girls from school, the family was planning Lola' s funeral, after the family meeting Ayo called the Senator into his private study and confronted him. He promised not to throw anymore subtle innuendos my way or harrass me. Ayo also threatened to expose him, his political friends and their dirty fetish. The Senator couldn't wait to leave his step son' s study, he stammered out apologies saying he was only being friendly. He left the study with his tails between his legs. My tall, dark and handsome pulled me into his arms as i sobbed my heart out. To be continued..

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Chaii . . SPEECHLESS FOR NOW

Oh..so touching.....

Just typeless for now

God will make a way, where dey seems to be no way

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Allen Avenue Episode 30 Final Episode.. Continues.. Epilogue The ending of a matter is better than the beginning of it. Ifeoma & Ebere The past few months were trying for us, Ify was put on bed rest. She became totally dependent , she had a house nurse caring for her, her dad was there for her, she also had my support and ofcourse her husband' s love. Liz and Ify hit it off immediately, she was all my daughter talked about. She was her heroin. She wanted to be as brave as she was, why? Ify doesn't moan about the thousands of drugs she had to take and Ify was so beautiful and she was smart too. No wonder she was Liz' s heroine. Our only fear was she shouldn't have eclampsia (seizures) which was common in the case of preeclampsia. She was confined to bed, she had to be carried to the bathroom, she and her husband had to move into their guest room downstairs because it wasn't easy carrying her up and down the stairs. Ayo introduced us to an Indian AIDS specialist, although his fees were high it was worth it. Ify' s mother dropped by occasionally but she wasn't exactly too warm but who cares anyway? Its her loss. She had given us the news of Jeff' s death, he didn't make it back home from the hospital. Some days we were so frightened something would go wrong but Ify pulled through till the seventh month, since preeclampsia (hypertension before or during pregnancy) has no proven cure, the baby was delivered on the seventh month through a C_section and he was put in an incubator. Ayo and i were officially engaged when the baby was born. We had both decided not to tell Liz i was her mother until she was old enough to understand why i had given her away in the first place. Since Mildred wasn't around to influence both Constance and Liz negatively they were both easy to manage and ofcourse no child of mine would be sporting a red or blue hair. Ify ' s house was lit up, our loved ones and friends were in attendance. Jamie was coming home today. He was such a beautiful boy and he was healthy, he was crying for his bottle every now and then. Doctor Debola and i were his legal guardian and god parents. He was named James after his paternal grandfather and his middle name was Osinachi for his maternal grandfather. What a lucky boy! Constance and Liz were running about chasing one of the balloons that had loosened from the bunch used in decorating the living room. Those two are so full of energy. Ify' s mom had done a good job of decorating the living room. My eyes dropped to the diamond stone on my left finger. My tall, dark and handsome had dropped us off earlier that morning at Ify' s house before heading to his office. The door opened and in came our much awaited prince. A round of applause resounded in the room as the doting parents, godfather and grandfather came in. Ify was all smiles. She caught my eyes and mouthed." We shamed the devil". I couldn't help laughing. I gently collected Jamie from her, my God, you won't believe he was a premie ( premature baby). " Wow he's so cute ". I always thought he was whenever i saw him. Emeka grinned at me." He should be, his dad is cute" " And his mom too" Ify quipped which drew laughter from those in attendance. The pastor which doctor invited took Jamie from me. Ify drew me aside. " Ebere i want to thank you for being my friend and never giving up on me." I drew her into my arms." You know mama loves you, what are we sisters for?" " Thank you Mama. Emeka and i want you to have this." She pulled out an envelope from her purse. I eyed the envelope suspiciously. " What's this for?" " Open it first nau" I opened it and gasped. A to and fro ticket to Bahamas for two. " Your wedding gift. We will gladly look after the girls until you get back from your honey moon" '' Oh Ify! you shouldn't have!" " It's the least we could do to appreciate you." The pastor asked for the baby' s mother to come and we went back into the living room. My eyes caught the photo of a woman on the front page of Vangauard newspaper which was placed on the sofa. I picked it up, my heart jumping with joy. I still couldn't believe it even though i was in the court room when she was sentenced to fifteen years of hard labour for human trafficking and other crimes she had perpetrated. It wasn't an easy time for me, i was put on the stand to recount my horrible ordeals and some of the young girls she had tried smuggling out of the country were also called to the witness box. The door opened and my sunshine came in. His eyes glowed when it settled on mine, he flashed me a smile and i found myself enveloped into his arms. " Am i too late love?" " No baby.You are just in time." The pastor was praying for little Jamie. We all bowed our heads. Ayo ' s fingers slowly seeked mine. I could see the love and happiness on Ify and Emeka' s face. Whenever i drive through Allen Avenue i will always remember the lonely and cold nights. A smile sometimes could brighten a person' s day and a kind word now and then would mean a lot. If you ever find yourself at Allen Avenue at night please don't judge the girls in your heart or accuse them with your eyes.They all have a story to tell. The END.

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