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November 30, 2015 ( Post 1 )


Part 1

It was 9pm on the 30th of April on thursday night, I was so
tired
after the day’s job. I left the office at around 5pm after
closing for
the day. I left with a parcel which was sent from abuja to
one Mr
femi who used to be our regular clients and I was chosen to
deliver
the package to him in his house as it was my new job and
first
delivery. He actually arranged for an home delivery with
my branch
manager. I was given the address and description to his
house and
also his phone number. I went to his house after closing of
the day
but he wasn’t at home. I called him to inform him about his
package and he told me to keep it till the following day an
bring it
to his house. From there, I went to adenike’s house who
happened
to be my new girl friend who lived very close to Mr femi’s
area. I
got there at 6:38pm and dropped my “back-bag” ontop of
her bed. I
was relaxing wen she was offloading my bag to find the
fruit I
brought for her. The parcel was inside an enveloped
wrapped in a
polythene bag which I put in my bag with adenike’s fruits,
my mini-
laptop and some other items. I went outside to purchase
recharge
card and before I came back inside, she had re-arranged the
bag we
had romance and made love together till 8pm that I left her
place
for my house.
I entered my room, prepared a spiced spaghetti for dinner,
proceed
to the bathroom and had a shower. At 10:45pm, I picked
my
android phone, inserted an earpiece into it and plugged it
into my
ear to listen to music. That was how I slept off while music
was
blasting into my ear.
A small stone hit me on my head while sleeping and it
actually
woke me up, I managed to strain my sleepy eye and open
it, the
next thin I saw was a gun pointing to me from the back of
my
window. On seeing the gun, my eyes opened wide. * I saw
that the
net behind my window was torn with blade and the
aluminium
window was forced opened with an iron rod, the
burglary inside
wasn’t tampered with . All this happened while I was
sleeping with
music blasting into my ears. A thick voice answered from
outside.
THEIF: ogbeni, stand up ***with gun pointing towards
me***
ME: ***i passed a hot urine instantly***
THEIF: do you want to die?
ME:: shielvering no sir!!!!.
THEIF: if you know you don’t want to die, just don’t make
any noise
and shut up.
ME: ok sir!!!***holding my lips and passed another urine
as I was
looking at the gun*****
THEIF: now stand up and open your door. People are out
there
waiting. If you make any noise, I will blast your head from
the back.
ME: ok sir!!!, I stood up and opened the door.
Forcefully, 2 huge guys and a lady entered and push me
away.
” Face the ground!!!!”
Yes sir
“If you look up, I blast you”
Yes sir
They searched everywhere, opened my bag and took my
phones
and laptop while I was still facing down.
LADY THEIF: where is the parcel you brought home
today?
ME: ***the voice sound so familiar but I couldn’t figure it
out**** I
didn’t have any parcel sir mastammering
LADY THEIF: points gun at my head ogbeni, look up and
see the
death on your head. If you don’t tell me where the package
is, I will
blast your head to pieces.
ME: I passed another hot urine again. This time, the voice
was
getting more familiar, I manage to look up at the lady thief.
“Whaaattttt!. It was labake, my Ex-girl friend of 3years at
the
university.”.
Our eyes met. She was marvelled and I was amazed, I
wanted to
call her name. As I opened my mouth to talk, labake landed
a heavy
slap on my face “gbosaaaa”. I fell flat on the floor,
LABAKE: guys let’s go, there is nothing like what we are
looking for
in this room.
*******FLASH BACK*******************
Throughout my first year in the university, I never had any
girlfriend
and still a virgin. I was so shy and timid that I don’t have
the
nerves to approach any girl. My friends helped me with
scripts and
manuals on how to approach a lady but I keep failing at
every
attempt. I maintained my single life style throughout my
100level
days.
On the day economics department was to have their dinner,
Bayo
my neighbour who was the departmental social director told
me to
attend it and have fun.
ME: Bayo, u know I don’t like parties?
BAYO :”Guy, no dey dull yourself”
ME: Hope there won’t be any violence?
BAYO: “Violence as how?”
ME: I heard cultist always seize the medium to initiate
people into
fraternity.
BAYO: u dey talk because you never attend any dinner
before. Guy
flex jaree.
ME: hmmmmmmm
BAYO: you might even find a girlfriend there sef
ME: girl friend? **raised eyebrow***
BAYO: yes na, girls in economics department na dieeee!!
ME: but I don’t have a ticket, how do I enter
BAYO: sebi na me be social director, I go carry you inside.
8pm, I took a cab and went to the event hall and waited at
the
entrance as instructed by bayo. Minutes later, different girls
were
flowing inside the hall in a mini-skirts and dinner gowns
revealing
their front and back assets. Few girls that I knew among
them who
were not cute in the day-time appeared to be prettier and
sexier at
night. I was carried away by the things I was seeing and I
decided
to position a plastic chair very close to the entrance of the
hall to
have more better views.
At 9pm, the crowd had increased, smokes of cigarette and
weed
were all over everywhere that I began to choke. I was
marvelled on
seeing some group of ladies smoking. ladies were sitting on
guys
lap and smooching at every corner.
At few minutes to 10pm, Bayo arrived in a departmental
bus along
side with other excos. Everyone in the hall were told to
move out
and line up. Bayo and other excos was at the entrances of
the hall
checking people’s tickets before allowing them to enter
with the
help of the cadets and man-o-war group. people who had no
ticket
was restricted from entering. After the whole screening
exercise, I
called bayo and he came to meet me where I was and I
followed
him inside the hall.
At 12am, the whole place was noisy, girls were dancing
and
tweaking at every corner with random guys. I could hear
moans in
the darkest parts behind the auditorium. Smokes were all
over,
music was at the loudest volume. I just sat down
somewhere
eating my rice and sipping coke. I have no one to dance
with. Bayo
was dancing with a fair lady at one corner and our eyes
met. He felt
disappointed on seeing me sitting alone and he came over
to where
I was.
BAYO: guy, why you dey dull yourself now, find one babe
and dance
with na.
ME: I no get anyone to dance with, and you know say I dey
shy.
BAYO: mtcheeeeew. Wait for me I dey come.
Bayo went away and returned with the girl she was dancing
with.
BAYO: Baby, meet my friend onihaxy
ME: **stretching out my hand towards her and my heart
was
beating heavily**** my name is onihaxy
LADY: I’m labake****stretched her hands also and we
shook hands
ME: its nice meeting you
LADY: you are welcome.
BAYO: labake, pls keep my friend busy and dance with
him, my
attention is needed somewhere, I have to go.
LABAKE: ok bayo,
Bayo left us there and disappeared, I was looking at
labake’s face
and I was shy to make a dance move . DJ changed the track
to
“burn it up” by Rkelly. Before I knew it, labake stood up
and started
twerking infront me and shaking her killer as$ infront of
me, I took
the courage not to spoil the show and I stood up and danced
with
her.
*******STORY LINE*****************
After the departure of labake and her gang after the
robbery, I
managed to stand up and sit down. I flashed back to the
incident
and I was asking my self questions. “Was that my own
labake that I
dated for 3years?, armed robber?, how come?”.
I began to wonder how they found me?, what was special
about the
parcel they were asking for?, how do they got to know I
have a
parcel to deliver?, why did they emphasised on parcel?. Did
labake
actually slapped me?. I began to ask questions and no one
was
with me to provide answers, everything seems to be like a
dream to
me.
I remembered labake saying there was no parcel in my
room. “But I
came home with this thing?” . I stood up and picked my
bag, I
removed everything left inside of it and the parcel was no
where to
be found. No phone to communicate my girlfriend to ask
her maybe
I left it in her place..
Till 8am, I couldn’t got out of my room, I was so scared
and my
room was smelling urine. When I heard the voices of my
neighbours, it was then I had the courage to come out. I
went to
meet my neighbours to relate my last night experience to
them and
I was surprised to realize that I was the only person robbed.
Even
my next apartment neighbour said he never heard any
sound or
voice all through the operation. I was baffled.
I borrowed phone from one of my neighbour who has 2
phones, and
I inserted my into it to call my girlfriend but her number
wasn’t
reachable.
What is going on?, friday was public holiday (May 1st) and
I wasn’t
going to work. About 2 minutes after trying Adenike’s
number and it
wasn’t reachable, a text message came in from an unknown
number.
“Incase you found your sim at your entrance, call me
immediately
on this line for your own safety, if you try any funny by
involving a
3rd party, YoU WILL BE DEAD”.
I was so scared, what have I done wrong?, who could this
be?. I
checked my account balance and I had N133.22 on my
phone. I
decided to dial the number out of fear.
ME: hello
FEMALE VOICE: onihaxy, its me.
ME: i had goose pimples immediately****I recognised
the voice
instantly as labake’s own.
FEMALE VOICE: I was the one who dropped your sim
at your door
entrance.
ME: **still trembling . Ok ma
FEMALE VOICE: thank your creator that you didn’t
succeeded in
mentioning my name last night before I shut you up with a
slap,
you would have been a dead man by now.
ME: thanks ma.
FEMALE VOICE: don’t use Ma for me abeg. Meet me at
alagbaka
round- about and 11am on dot. If you still want to be alive,
don’t be
late for a seconds, don’t involve or inform anyone and you
should
not try anything funny, otherwise, only one bullet will
make your
relative patronise a coffin seller. For your information, my
surveillance is monitoring you at every seconds. ***hanged
up******
I was shivering seriously after the call, what did I do
wrong?, is
labake trying to set me up?, should I trust her?, should I
involve the
police?, but if I should do so, how do I go about it?, what if
this
people are monitoring me?.
I summoned the courage, put on my cloths, at 10am that I
came
out of my room, none of my neighbours was around, there
was no
one I could deliver a message to. I dashed out of the house
and
proceeded to the venue where I will meet labake…………

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