February 4, 2018 at 9:43 pm #1174294jummybabeMember
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Who is the other baby Abena is talking about0February 4, 2018 at 9:53 pm #1174296
His smirk disappeared and his eyebrows
furrowed in confusion. “You have a child?”
“So it’s okay Tobi. Because everyone I love
is always taken away from me. My mother,
my father, my little sister. And Demi was
almost taken away from me, but you gave
me an opportunity. Stupid and reckless, but
it paid the bills. And now, the two children
are going to be taken away too. But that’s
okay, because I can’t take care of them.
Because I’m used to it. That’s okay.” She
said, her voice shaky.
“Dont come close to me you bastard!”
He flinched at her words and stood, rooted
in his spot.
“You called me an incubator Tobi. Is that
what you see me as? Not a human being, an
incubator. You’re proud and selfish! You’re a
snob and you think you’re better than
everyone else abi! And I hate you for that. I
hate you because you have the ability to
make everyone else seem like dirt when
you’re in the room. You’re a selfish,
manipulative, controlling, sonofabitch!”
She ran up the stairs, muttering Yoruba
profanities under her breath and he couldn’t
He was supposed to be happy. Happy that
he won. So why did he feel like every word
Tobi walked past her room after he ate
He didn’t remember the last time he had
He knocked on her door and heard her
crying. “Go away.” She said in a shaky
He walked inside anyway, and sat down
beside her on the bed. She looked away
from him, and he sighed.
“Abena. I’m sorry I said all that stuff about
you.” He apologized.
“No you’re not. You meant it. All of it.” She
shot back and he shook his head although
she wasn’t looking at him.
“I didn’t. I was angry and I wasn’t thinking
straight. And I’m sorry. Ma bi nu.” He said
“Cruel? Rude? Selfish, manipulative,
controlling, and a sonofabitch? Yeah I heard.
A really nice girl who I was mean to said
She chuckled and looked at him. He pulled
her into a hug, and she relaxed in his arms.
“Are you sniffing me?” He asked in an
“Leave me jare. You smell nice.” She said.
“I’m sorry Abena.” He muttered.
“It’s okay. But you owe me a lot of
chocolate.” She laughed and he shook his
“I’ll do anything to see you smile.” He
whispered in her hair.
She smiled in his chest, her heartbeat
speeding up at his words.
“Why do you always say my name? You
always say ‘Abena’ when you’re talking to
me in almost every sentence.” Abena asked.
“Because it’s sexy. I like the way it rolls off
my tongue.” He said and she laughed, rolling
“Abena. About your family?”
She sat up and looked at him. He just aksed
the question she hated.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. Just
know that I’ll always be there.” He said.
“Thanks. But I want to tell you anyway. My
dad died a few years back. He had a heart
attack when he caught my step mother
sleeping with his assistant CEO. They had
been planning to take the company away
from him, and his death just completed the
mission. I couldn’t take over because my
dad had done some legal stuff that would
only let me take over when I was done with
university. So the assistant CEO was
supposed to take over, but he played my
step mother too.+1February 4, 2018 at 10:01 pm #1174302
He took all the money and left. Disappeared
from the surface of the earth. We couldn’t
find him. The company crashed, we had to
sell our house and move to a mini flat. I had
to drop out from school. It was hard. And
that witch just didn’t care. She expected
more but did nothing to help.”
“I’m sorry. What about your child?” Tobi
asked, giving her shoulder a reassuring
“He’s not mine Tobi. He’s my sister’s. My
nephew. My sister got raped at sixteen. I
was just twenty one. She died giving birth to
him, and he just happened to have a hole in
his heart. That’s where all the money went.”
“Abena if you need help or anything. I can
take care of the bills.” He offered and she
shook her head.
“No. Don’t pity me. I can take care of
myself.” She said vehemently and he
decided to drop the topic if he wanted to
avoid a fight.
“Okay. What about your mum?”
“She died when I was five and my little
sister was just born. We had an autopsy and
it said that she was poisoned but we all ate
the same food and the police said there
wasn’t enough to investigate so the closed
“You’ve been through a lot Abena. I feel like
such a d--k.” He said.
“You are.” She replied and he laughed.
“Come on. Let’s go and watch a movie. I
have caramel popcorn.” He grinned and she
jumped off the bed.
“Why are you still sitting down? Stand up
jare. I’m picking the movie.” She said,
pulling his arm but she wasn’t able to move
“Babe. You really think you can move all this
muscle and hotness?” He asked, gesturing
“I didn’t see any muscle, or hotness. You’re
just fat.” She joked and he lifted an
eyebrow, pretending to be angry.
“Fat?” He asked, standing up and following
her out. “There isn’t one ounce of fat on
me. Admit it, I’m hot.”
“Whatever lets you sleep at night Mr.
Tobi nodded, answering him for the fifth
“You. Tobi Ademi, apologized?”
“For the sixth time, yes.”
“Wow. The world is coming to an end. Pigs
are flying. What is-”
“Guy shut up jare.” Tobi cut him off,
slapping the back of his head.
“It’s just surprising. You should marry her.
She’s good for you.” Joseph said and Tobi
glared at him.
“Shut up jare. You’ve started. I don’t want
to marry. Leave me alone.” Tobi replied.
“Aw come on. You guys are perfect for
eachother.” Joseph whined.
“Go away. Abi is it by force? No! I don’t
want to marry her. She’s nice and all but,
no.” Tobi stated.
“You like her.” Joseph wiggled his
Tobi stood up, hiding the smile on his face.
“I have work to do.”
Joseph laughed as he watched his friends
“You didn’t deny it!”
“How about, I take you out next week? Not
this week, I’m loaded at work, but next
week?” Tobi asked.
Abena was making Afang vegetable soup,
and he was lazing around in the kitchen.
She looked up from the vegetables that she
was mixing together in the pot.0February 4, 2018 at 10:18 pm #1174312
“To where? I’m not going to one of your
clubs again. It’s weird.” She replied with a
“Anywhere you want.” He shrugged. “As long
as I’m with you.”
“That’s so cheesy.” She laughed, pretending
to be unaffected by his words.
“Girls like cheesy. Especially you Naija girls.”
He teased. “Abi you don’t like?”
He was stepping to close to her, and she
averted her gaze to the soup she was
“The food is ready. Be useful for once and
bring the garri so I can make eba.”
“Tobi, have you seen my-” Abena stopped
when she noticed that he was talking to a
“Oh my God I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you
had a guest. I’ll be in my room, sorry.” She
said, going back up the stairs.
“No. Come back. This concerns you, I was
just about to call you.” Tobi said, gesturing
for her to take a seat.
She sat down, and looked at the man sitting
beside Tobi. He looked really familiar.
“Abena, this is Francis. Remember him? He
helped me find you when that… thing
happened. He’s a private investigator.” Tobi
said, and Francis gave her a small smile.
“Oh. I remember you. Thank you. Is this
about what happened?” She asked.
“No. Actually, I want him to look into your
mothers case.” Tobi said.
Abena shook her head, pushing back the
tears that threatened to fall. “The police
closed the case a long time ago. There’s
nothing we can do.”
“It won’t be treated as a police case. It is a
private investigation. All we would do is find
out the truth, and then, send it to the police
to prosecute.” Francis explained to her.
“Abena. Look at me.” Tobi said but she kept
on shaking her head. “Baby. Look at me.”
He tried again, and she looked at him.
“Let’s find out the truth, okay? All you need
is the truth.”
Silence stretched between them, and then
after a while she nodded, and gave a sad
“Good. So do you remember anything about
your mother. Enemies, fights, anything?”
Francis asked, bringing out his tablet to
write down whatever she would say.
“I don’t know. I was five at that time. I
hardly even remember her sef.” Abena said.
“Anything at all?” Francis pushed her.
She stared at nothing for a while. Thinking
and searching her memory for anything.
Then suddenly, she looked at Tobi, with a
triumphant glint in her eyes.
“My father. Every time we had a memorial
service for her, he always said that before
she died, she spent her last moments with
her family and her best friend.” Abena said,
giving a small smile at the thought.
Then suddenly, it struck her like lightening.
The day she left home, the words of Bridget,
her step mother.
“You’re just like your mother.”
“We were best friends, yet she stole him.”
“My mother’s best friend was my step
mother.”0February 4, 2018 at 11:07 pm #1174334jimmartinsMember
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Na ur step mom kill your mama0February 4, 2018 at 11:15 pm #1174345ChristopherMember
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cont let see who kill ur mother.0February 5, 2018 at 12:20 am #1174376GhuyvherMember
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ride on0February 5, 2018 at 1:09 am #1174385ItzprinceModerator
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