Let’s Play – Chapter 11
Keywords: Let’s Play, Nigerian, Free, Web Novel, Drama, Romance, Play Girl, Fabling Pam, Adventure, Fablingverse
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I looked up at the sun as I walked into my faculty, and I wondered why it had not blinded me already, because I had a habit of staring at the sun whenever I was confused or thinking. But I was not confused, I was just thinking. To say the truth, I really had a lot on my mind, and academics were not one of them.
I had to ruin that lecturer’s life. Why? Because, well, I just had to. He was an offender! He blackmailed my best friend, he ruins young girls’ lives, and he is unfaithful to his wife. All this, and my main reason was just that he tried to mess with my best friend. ‘I wonder where the zeal to fight back was all those years of being oppressed by Clara.’
I entered my class, which was filled to the brim, and took my usual back seat in class. I almost found it funny how the class could be so full and yet nobody ever took my seat. It’s not like the seat belonged to anyone, like in the secondary school days, the seats are just there, what I would call ‘come first, pick me’. I rested my head on the desk, waiting for the lecturer to begin class.
My eyes began to scan the floor for anything interesting, ng even though I knew there would not be, then my thoughts took control again as I remembered ‘Mr. I’m so hot and rich. I wanted to throw his money on his face! In fact, I wanted to burn it up! Why? Well, this game was not just about the money. It was about how the money was gotten. Fine, I made my first million through this means, but see, I’m not from a poor home. I just do not consider my parents’ property as mine, plus if we were playing him and he gave me the money, there would be no problem there. The problem there was that I did not know him; I had never seen his face, and even worse! He seemed cockier than I! And the new me does not like competitions.
“She is not in school today!” I heard the class representative announce after a few minutes with my head on the desk.
“W?y,” a female voice asked, and I was like ‘duh? How would he know? Clara.”
“She went into labour today,” I guess he knew why.
I gently got up from my seat and walked in my usual fast manner to the door, not bothering to look at Clar, a woman who I could tell was glaring daggers into my skin by just sensing the atmosphere, re plus I could feel her eyes pierce my back, but as sick as I was, I found it quite pleasurable.
I glanced up at the sun, then continued walking to the car park as I left the faculty. When my car was in view, I put my hand into my handbag and brought out my car key.
“Excuse me,” I turned to the bass voice that came from my left, and my eyes almost froze at the sight.
“You,” I managed to say between shock and disgust.
“So you remember me! I’m so flabbergasted, ed” he smiled, and I wanted to land a fist into his face, maybe two.
“Why are you here?” I asked as I looked around me to make sure that nobody saw us together.
“I school here,” he said blankly as he followed my eyes, which were now looking to see anyone I could use to get him away from me.
“I know you school here. Why are you standing here and talking to me? Have you forgotten about the restriction order?” I glared at him and went back to scanning around me for people, and now I was good with any Tom, Dick, and Harry.
“It expired after a two year” still scanning around my environment for anybody I saw a red car park far at my right, I mentally calculated the distance from my standing point to the car ‘I can make it’ I said to myself, worst case scenario he catches me, kidnaps me and then makes me have his baby and he leaves happily ever after with me chained up in his room till death do us part. “The judge assumed that I would have gotten over you within one year. And I have,” He continued.
“That’s nice,” I nervously said in a hurry and ran towards the red car.
I lightly but hurriedly knocked on the car window as I kept on glancing over my shoulder, and to mt surprise, he was just standing there and staring at me. ‘Please open,’ I prayed internally, and my prayer was answered. The window slowly slid down.
“Please, get me out of here to the nearest station,” I begged.
“Get in,” the person in the car said, and I ran to the other side of the car and got into the passenger’s seat.
He started the engine, and I closed my eyes to calm my nerves. When I was as calm as I could get, I opened my eyes to say thank you, but “You!” was the word that came out.
“Nice to meet you too,” Mr. I’m so cool said. Talk about being stuck between the devil and the red sea. Unfortunately, I had to pick the devil.
It’s like this: if I chose the red sea, would I drown, die, and go to the devil? If I chose the devil, I still have a chance of salvation. Because the devil played with you first, and between the time he used playing with you and the time he used to kill you, Jesus might just swoop down and save you.
puckereded my lips and huffed, “Can today get any worse?” I askedmyself more.
“Now I’m hurt,” I looked sideways at him, and my mouth almost dropped as I saw him smirk. I angrily ran my hands through my bang a brought out the money he had left behind the night before, and I threw it at him.
He almost lost control of the steering wheel, but he was an expert driver because he got control almost immediately. I didn’t want to imagine what would have happened if he had not.
He looked down at his legs where the money had fallen, and he smiled and shook his head, which only made me angrier.
“You shouldn’t throw things at a driver,” he said, id then parked his car at the edge of the r.oad “Do you want to get off?” He asked me like he was talking to a ten years old cry baby.
“No! Are you crazy?” I shot at him. “I had to choose between the devil and the red sea, and I chose the devil,” so keep on driving and annoying me till we get to the nearest police station.”
“Wow! An order in my own car,” he sarcastically said, and started the engine.
After about five minutes’ drive, we parked inside a police station. I got out of the car and ran in.
“Miss, can we help you?” A policeman said rather than asked, and he sounded really rude.
“Yes, I’d like to leave a statement concerning my life,” I said, offering him a little smile even though it was forced. But only I knew that.
“Why, he ” asked, he still liked it was his duty to just ask.
“I think somebody wants to kill .me” He brought out a paper pad and began to write.
“Do you have any evidence?” He really asked now.
“Well, no, but I know he will,” I fumbled with my hands as I spoke.
“Has he ever threatened to kill you?” Back to the startingquestionss.
“No, but he used to stalk me, I sued him, and the court put a two-year restriction order on him to prevent him from coming near me, but now the order has expired!”‘
“Well, you are overreacting. If he stalks you again, come back,” He said as if he had been rehearsing that line all his life.
I opened my mouth to say a few nasty things to him, but I held back. I sighed and walked to the door to leave. “I’ll have you know that you will be fired and will never work anywhere in your entire miserable life if anythhappensened to me. My Uncle is the head of the Nigerian Police Force,” and with that, I left.
I walked quietly out of the police station and began heading towards the gate. I had not told that guy to wait for me, and after the way I had acted, he must have been more than happy to leave me stranded.
“Disappointed?” I heard his voice from behind me, and I slowly turned around to see him leaning against his car.
“Why are you still here?” asked, pretending to be mad at him. I walked towards him.
“You left your bag in my car,” He simply said.
“OH, I was really disappointed, I thought, wellll I don’t know, maybe he waited because he cared. You know, that would have been nice.
He held out my bagto, e, and my spirit sank even more as I took it from him and turned around to leave.
“You are quite the stubbor, on,” He t, and I felt a slight smile creep onto my face. “Do you really think I’d let you go like that? Without explaining to me why I am here in the first place?” he continued.
“Did you really think I would go like that?” I turned around to face him again, and for the first time with him, I really smiled. “Without getting your name.”
He smiled back and got into his car, and I walked to his passenger’s seat and entered.
He started the engine and reversed out of the police station.
“So you did not get that room,” he teased as we entered the main road.
I looked at the floor of the car where the money had landed, but did not see it, so I immediately searched my bag to make sure that he hadn’t put it back in, and I heard him laugh. His laugh was soweaka, ut yet sounded amused. Not seeing it, I relaxed and smiled.
“He looked sideways at me like he had a thousand questions to ask me, but he decided not to, at least not now.
“Please take me back to the car park,” I said as wegot out of school.
“You just ran away from there,” he said.
“Maybe I overreacted,” I shrugged and looked out the window.
“Maybe,” he rraisedan eyebrow at me and smirked.
“You know you should really stop doing the smirking thing,” I said as I looked out the window and saw Desmond walking with Clara. “It would be considered charming if it were another girl.”
He laughed lightly and said, “ininteresting” I wanted to ask him for a way to thaworldwo, rd but I remained silent till he pulled up in the parking lot.
“His name is Chinedu,” I began, o, say, expecting him to cut me off by asking me who I was talking about. But he did, so he went on.n “He is mentally sick, he used to have this huge crush on me that I never knew why, and I kind of read people, so I could tell that he was nothing but bad news waiting for an anchorman. He asked me out I told him, no, and even though I had told him no he kept on stalking me, whenever a guy approached me he would confront me, I couldn’t take it anymore so I told my parents and they got a restricting order hoping that when it ended, his insanity will be cured” I finished saying and took a deep breath waiting for his question.
“L, me guess,” his face looked a whole lot serious, and I think I saw a differensi dede of him, so I gave him full. attention, “He said something about being over you.”
“Yes,” I squealed and immediately held my mouth with my hands, and he smiled as if to say cute.
“I have to go to class nhe saidHe sa, id then opened the door as he started the car engine. ine “Guess I didn’t end up having breakfast,” he murmured to himself as I came down from his car.
“Thank you,” I said when I got down with my hand resting on the car door. I was about to close it when I remembered that I did not know his. name “What is your name? I’m Daniella.”
“Ikem,” He said and flashed me the fat thief’s signature smile from home alone one.
“Do you chew gum?” I asked, for some reason, I did not want him to leave.
“If it is Orbit o, Wesley,, he answered.
I put my hand in my bag and brought out a packet of Orbit and handed it to him. “Sorry for making you skip breakfast.
“Thank you,” he said as he took it from me.
I smiled and closed his ddoorr then I watched him as he reversed and drove out of the parking lot. I had to say, maybe, if we had met at some other place and time, I would have really liked him.
To be continued…