BEYOND THE MASK {Life of a Fresher}

CHAPTER FIVE

Written By: Monica B. Nebo.

This Chapter is gonna be erotic,

So enjoy it to the fullest…


This Chapter is gonna be erotic
So enjoy it to the fullest
BEYOND THE MASK💀[Life of a Fresher🙎🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
It happened in my high school days when I was in grade 9.
I often attended the extra lessons for candidates preparing to take the
final year exams. It wasn’t my turn to take the exams, but my parents always
encouraged me to prepare early and bought the past questions booklets to aid my
preparation.
A friend of mine, Jane, in grade 10 was also
preparing for the exams so I usually tagged along with her.
Many of my other friends thought I was being too
enthusiastic about my studies.
Within our group of about twenty students, many of us were from the same school while a few others came
from nearby schools or they were private candidates.
One evening, my transport fare was stolen and my friend didn’t come that day to school, So i followed a small group of students to trek
home. That was the first time I spoke to him. I
didn’t even
know his name. All I knew about him was that he
was a senior at school, almost always showed up late to extra moral lessons and
sat at the very last seat at the back.
We were down to three who were headed in the
same direction and conversation was flowing. I realized he was actually funny and easy to talk to. When it was only both of us left, we
continued in a light air of companionship.
“What’s your name? I can’t believe I haven’t asked all this while.” He smiled at me.
“My name is Monica, what’s yours?” I asked,
turning to smile
at him.
“Mine is Ryan.”
“ Ryan.” I grinned.
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I was brought back to reality when Stacy held my
shoulders and gave me a rough shake.
“What?” I asked as I shook my head slightly to focus.
“You spaced out. That’s what happened.”
“Sorry.” I sat up and focused on what she was saying.
“I said the doctor called, she’s awake.”
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The girl sat on the hospital bed looking healthier than the last time we saw her. An empty plate was on the table beside her along with a half-filled cup of water.
“Hey, how’re you feeling?” I asked as I took a few
steps into the room with Stacy close behind me.
“I’m much better. The doctor told me what you two
did for me, thank you very much.” She smiled.
I noticed there was a slight cut on her lip which made her wince after smiling.
She was a pretty girl with almond shaped eyes and
a round face. She was dressed in jeans and a crop top.
“My name is Sylvia.” She offered.
“I’m Monica.” I replied.
”Stacy.” Stacy nodded.
“Can you tell us what happened?” I asked gently.
She looked away and fiddled with the hem of her
top. Her mouth twisted slightly and her brows crumpled
together.
“I was attacked.” Was what she simply said.
“What kind of attack?” Stacy asked.
“There was a raid that night.”
“I know we were in it too.” I said. She still wasn’t telling us everything.
“Some… stupid fucking guys …” She trailed off and her eyes watered.
The doctor walked in at that moment requesting a
brief check-up. By the time he was done, Sylvia was silent.
“You were saying something before?” Stacy
prompted.
“It was mistake, it was nothing.” Sylvia said in a low voice.
Sylvia glanced at me, both of us thinking the same
thing.
She doesn’t want to talk anymore. And we couldn’t just
force it out of her. I sighed and shrugged at Stacy.
“You’re sure you don’t want to tell us anything? It’s
the least you could do after we helped you.” Sylvia said as she folded her arms across her chest.
Sylvia didn’t respond.
I gestured towards the door and Sylvia rolled her eyes.
“Well, we’re leaving now but here’s my digits.” I
said as I wrote it down on a piece of paper and handed it to her.
I wasn’t too sure she would call but at least she could reach me if she wanted to.
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Later in the evening, Lisa and Alison returned to the room.
“Where’ve you guys been?” Stacy asked immediately they stepped in.
“Aren’t you aware that there was a gang raid
yesterday in school? I heard they even broke into the hostels.” Lisa asked.
“Of course, who doesn’t know?” Stacy rolled her
eyes. “That
doesn’t explain why you two disappeared.”
“We stayed over in one of the staff quarters.” Lisa
replied casually.
I frowned as Stacy and I exchanged a glance.
“How did you guys get into the staff quarters?” Stacy
asked exactly what I had been thinking.
“Mr David helped us out.” Alison shrugged.
“What the hell are you two doing near that man?” I asked.
All three girls turned to look at me in surprise. I rarely spoke, let alone cussed.
“Well, since you’re so concerned about us and our
whereabouts, he offered his place when he found us running.
Apparently, he was assigned to monitor the Fresher’s party; like we need any monitoring,” Lisa rolled her eyes. “And when all hell broke loose he helped get us to safety.”
“What did you guys think?” Alison threw up her
arms. “That we
stayed the night for another reason?”
“Well what were we supposed to think with that
man’s reputation?” Stacy asked.
“Whatever.” Alison waved a hand in the air as if she
brushed
away Stacy’s words. “I heard it was THE REDS that was on campus last night.”
My blood went cold. It was THE REDs? The same gang that we were warned about just yesterday morning.
“That’s bad, really bad.” Stacy said quietly. She
looked deep in thought.
“I heard that their leader is ruthless.” Lisa chipped in.
“He also has a really strong liking for the ladies if you
know what I mean.”
“Where do you guys hear all these things from?” I
asked. It was like I never seemed to know what was going on.
“You need to have the right sources of information.”
Alison shrugged.
“And you can’t have that when you rarely talk to anyone. “Lisa added.
“Why do I need to do that when I have you guys?”
Alison laughed and shook her head.
“Trust me when I say information is necessary for your survival.”
“And that brings us to your first task.” Lisa cleared her throat.
“You have to make a new friend. Don’t give me that
look.” She held up her hand when I opened my mouth to protest. “We’ve noticed the way you walk by yourself all the time and how you’re always cooped up on your bed when you don’t have lectures. Come on, just give it a try.”
I sighed and studied the faces of my three roommates. They had no idea why I was like this. I couldn’t help it
and a year
therapy hadn’t gotten rid of my fears either.
“You never know who you could meet.” Alison winked.
I raised an eyebrow at her in annoyance but she just
laughed it off.
“We expect to hear feedback.” Alison said as she walked towards her wardrobe to pick out fresh clothes.
They were both in the same outfits they wore the previous night.
Later that night, I was restless. Their observations about me were absolutely correct. I avoided interaction and kept to
myself. Tonia, my therapist had encouraged me to
start over in a new environment. But I had no idea it wasn’t going to be as
safe as I hoped. I remembered Sylvia and how I
found her lying on the floor looking bruised and battered. When she mentioned
something about guys, I just knew it was as I had suspected.
It scared me to know that if I wasn’t careful either, history could repeat itself. As I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with images from the past.
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Two years ago….
When Ryan and I walked a distance, I realized I was drawing nearer to my street. We’d spent the entire walk, talking and getting to know a bit more about each other.
I couldn’t believe that such a guy attended the same school with me yet I’d never
spoken to him before. Our school was populated with a lot of students though so I guess it was normal.
“I bet you’re a smart cookie. Straight A’s student huh.”
He teased. I was slightly embarrassed because it was actually true. There
was no way to deny it so I just played it down a bit.
“Trust me when I say school isn’t easy at times.” I
turned to look at him and nearly tripped on a rock as we
passed by a
Store.
“Watch your step.” He said, grabbing my arm in a swift motion.
His grip was very strong and when he let go, I found myself rubbing my arm which hurt.
“Did I hurt you?” He asked, coming closer to look at my arm.
“It’s fine, nothing serious.” I brushed it off.
But later when I got home, I found that that part of my arm was slightly red and throbbed in pain. I lay a cold,
damp cloth on it to relieve the pain and fell asleep with it. When I woke up
the next morning, it had begun to bruise.
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I was slipping in and out of consciousness, fighting a battle with sleep. I was tired physically but my mind was still active.
The sound of Stacy’s voice cleared sleep from my eyes.
“Are you sure about this?” She murmured and I
realized she was on the phone.
“John, this is dangerous.” “I know but I’m scared for you.”
“Okay, just be careful. This guy is crazy.”
“I will. Good night.”
I heard her sigh and roll over on her bed. After a few minutes, I fell asleep too.
*********
The next day, campus was buzzing with news
I heard it from Lisa who still insisted that I need to interact with other people more.
The news was that a few students who had skipped out on most of the semester were back on campus.
Lisa told me that she heard they were quite notorious and popular for throwing wild parties, the highly unsupervised kind.
They were seniors who were in 3rd year and upward.
“So, you’re telling me that they skipped out of school just like that?” I asked bewildered. Lisa nodded.
“Yes, just like that.” She repeated.
“I can’t explain it but sometimes it’s like the school authorities fear them.”
She animatedly waved her spoon in the air when suddenly she stopped and stared at something over my shoulder.
“I’ll catch up with you later, okay? I need to talk to someone.” She finished her meal within seconds and left me there, staring at the place she’d been seated just moments ago. A minute later, a voice spoke behind me. “Is this seat taken?” I looked up as the guy
now stood where I could see him. He was of
average height and fair in complexion. I sighed beneath my breath. When I get my hands on Lisa, I’ll-
“Hello there?” He said as he took a step closer.
“Yes?” I responded.
“May I sit here? “I nodded and turned my attention back to my food. I was halfway through with my meal so if I was lucky, I would be out of there in a few minutes. We spent the following moments in silence before he finally spoke.
“What’s your name?”
“Monica.”
“Nice to meet you, I’m Yousof.”I nodded again.
“You don’t talk much, do you?” He smiled, starting to seem a bit uncomfortable.
I pitied him, really. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into. I shook my head for ‘No’. “Okay then.”
We didn’t exchange another word until I was through with my meal. I got up and slung my bag over one shoulder, not bothering to glance at him once.
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I arrived in the hostel about an hour before
Lisa showed up and I was fully prepared to confront her. She walked in and once she saw me, she grinned expectantly.
“So, how did it go Moni?” She dropped her
bag on her bed and pulled off her shoes. “Don’t you think Yousof is nice? ”You really didn’t have to do that Lisa.” I crossed my arms across my chest.
“He’s a nice guy.” She shrugged. “It doesn’t mean I’m interested in getting to know him.”
“Okay, you need to calm down.” She said. “I’m not saying go and marry him, just wanna help get a friend”.
“I do have friends.”
“Where are they?” She raised an eyebrow.
“That doesn’t matter.” I snapped.
The door opened and Stacy stepped in, closely followed by Alison.
“Whoa,” Stacy said. “What’s going on here?”
“Lisa’s trying to set me up.”
“With a guy, is that so bad?” She looked thoroughly confused.
“I’m not interested.”
“Okay, you guys need to calm down and explain.” Alison said.
I quickly gave a brief version of what happened in the cafeteria.
Stacy looked like she was trying to hold her laugh while Alison didn’t hide.
“Listen Monica, Lisa doesn’t mean any harm okay?”
“She just loves to play cupid at times in the most infuriating way possible.” Stacy chipped in.
“B-but I-” Anna sputtered.
“Nope, you can’t even deny it.” Alison raised a finger. “You should’ve seen her handwork at the party before things got out of control.”
“I just like happy endings.” Lisa mumbled, brushing her hair round her fingers
“Well not everyone is up for your experiments.” Stacy rolled her eyes. Lisa sighed in annoyance.
“Whatever. ”Glad we’ve sorted that out, now I can make an important announcement.” Stacy cleared her throat and paused for dramatic effect. “Next week Friday, John is throwing a pre-birthday party and you’re all invited.”
“Seriously?” I asked. “What?” Stacy turned to me.
“Even after what happened yesterday, he’s planning a party?” I said.
“It’s kind of a way to make up for the disaster that happened yesterday. It’s strictly by invitation though so not everyone can get in.” “I’ll go.” Lisa said.
“Me too.” Alison seconded. All three girls turned to look at me as they waited for a response. “I…”
“Don’t even think about skipping out of this one.” Lisa said.
“You need to get a social life.”
“My social life is doing just fine.”
“Nope, it’s non-existent. That’s what it is.”
Lisa snickered. My mouth tightened in irritation. This girl just couldn’t give me a break. “I’ll think about it.” I shrugged.
They agreed to that and finally gave me some peace of mind about the issue.
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That was how I found myself the following Friday, sitting in a roomful of inebriated people and sipping from my drink.
I kept tugging at my blouse to feel a bit more comfortable until Alison grabbed my hand. “Stop fidgeting.” I shrugged uncomfortably without saying
anything.
“Listen, I’m going to the restroom, try not to look like this is torture.” She laughed as she walked away, hips swaying despite the loose, knee-length gown she wore.
I sighed as I remembered another party I attended a long time ago.
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Two years ago…
I dabbed on some of the red Italian lipstick that Jane
handed over to me when we were in the ladies’ room and rubbed my lips together to spread the color.
“Is it too much?” I asked nervously.
“Nope. you look hot.” She winked at me.
I laughed and swatted her shoulder. I’d gone along
with her to Jev’s party that night and she had hinted at me that there was someone special who wanted to see me. I’d made an extra effort to look good that evening after taking an excuse
from my parents that I only wanted to attend my friend’s birthday party. They let me go because I’d been cooped up in
the house for days since we were on vacation. I adjusted the hem of my gown and walked out with
Jane.
She led us straight to a group of her friends and as I looked at the faces of some of the party goers, I realized only few of my set-mates were present. This was what was termed an ‘Exclusive Party’. It was the kind of party that was thrown by a senior
and only a few selected students in lower classes got to attend.
Jane had convinced Jev to invite me when she heard
Ryan might attend.
I snapped to attention when she nudged me
gently to the left. My gaze followed her gesture and when I looked back at her she smiled knowingly.
“I was hoping that I’d see you here.” It was Ryan and
he stood behind me.
I’m quite ashamed to say that I grinned like a dimwit.
“Do you wanna dance?” He nodded towards the dance floor where several gyrating bodies were displaying their dancing
skills.
“Um.” I hesitated. I didn’t really know how. “If you don’t want to, it’s okay.” He shrugged. I sighed in relief.
“We could just talk, you know, hang out.” Ryan said and I agreed.
We spent several minutes talking and I fell deeper and deeper with each minute that passed. I didn’t know what came over
me, but I pulled him to the dance floor even though I was clueless on what to do. But he seemed to know exactly what he was doing and very soon we were swaying with an easy rhythm. When we were tired of dancing, We found a couch outside to sit on and I relished the cool, fresh air. Inside had begun to smell dank and nauseating.
“You know,” He started. “When Jane told me
you would come, I knew I had to show up just to be sure.
I grinned silently and nodded.
“It’s funny how we don’t talk at school. Don’t you think we should change that?” His eyes held a teasing look in them.
“I’d like that.” I replied. I was elated. I couldn’t believe this handsome, cool and sophisticated senior guy wanted to hang out with me. Me!
“Good.”
Suddenly, I felt warm when he put his arm across
my shoulders, drawing me closer. I was stiff for a
second before I relaxed into his hold. This felt nice.
His hand drifted down to the curve of my waist and I stiffened again.
“Relax.” He chuckled. I tried but couldn’t. My heart had begun to beat at a fast pace and I tried to sit up but he held me firm to his side.
I remembered how strong his grip was the day I tripped and how he bruised my arm without knowing it.
“I really need to get going.” I whispered. “I’m sure Jane is looking for me by now.”
“I’m sure your friend knows you’re with me, she saw us leave together.” He countered my concerns.
“Now, I’ve been meaning to ask. “I was quiet as I waited for his question.
“Have you ever had a boyfriend before or do you currently have one?”
“What?” I frowned as my eyebrows scrunched together. “You know, a guy and girl-”
I waved his explanation away. “I know what it means.”
“So, have you?” He asked again. I gave him a quiet and hesitant reply but it seemed to be
exactly what he wanted to hear because his eyes lit up with a strange light.
“Perfect.” He smiled. “You’re perfect.”
*****
To be continued
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Written by :- Author Monica
I think Ryan is cooking on something because Monica being perfect to him is not something good to me….
What’s ur opinion guys ???
Itz still yah Girl
Author Monica.
💖💋💗

BEYOND THE MASK {Life of a Fresher}

CHAPTER FOUR

Written By: Monica B. Nebo.


BEYOND THE MASK💀[Life of a Fresher🙎]
CHAPTER FOUR
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I don’t know how long i stayed hidden but by the time i came out of hiding, my joints hurts and my limbs had lost feeling from contorting my body and trying to make myself as small as possible so as not to get noticed.
I stretched out and looked about cautiously. It was safe to come out. I moved swiftly in the direction of my hostel when i saw something that made me catch my breath.
A sob built in the back my throat and before i knew it, tears were running down my face
”help me…please”.
A girl laid half-conscious on the ground. Her dress was ripped in shreds like brutal animal attacked her. Bruises bloomed across her face and when she tried to roll to her side, she gasped in pain as her body folded abdomen, the way her face twisted in pain and i knew.
It was no animal that did this, it was a man. I had to get her medical attention but the health center was at the other end of the campus.
I needed help but no one else was around, they must
have all fled for safety. I leaned down to help
her up, there’s no way I was going to leave
her there.
The sound of gunshots ricocheted off nearby buildings and I knew we were still in danger. “Come on, I need you to please cooperate with me.” I whispered as we made slow progress towards the hostel.
It was the safest place i could think of. We could wait there until they leave and then I’ll take her to the medical center.
Few meters away from the gates, she collapsed.
“No, no, no, please don’t. Not now.” I
whispered urgently as I struggled to keep her vertical.
Footsteps came running in our direction and i tensed. What should I do? Should I run and
leave her? No, I couldn’t do that. If I’d been abandoned too two years ago, I wouldn’t be
alive today. I sighed in relief when I recognized
the figure headed towards us. It was Stacy.
“Quick, get up we need to get to safety.” She
dragged me up and that was when I noticed
there was a guy trailing behind her.
The situation was too dire to fully comprehend the
fact that a guy was going into our hostel with us. But when the door was shut behind us and the danger had passed, I turned to face him, his
direction anyway, since I could barely see his
face.
The power was still out. “What do you think you’re doing?” I yelled.
I realized the unconscious girl was nearly half-
naked so I groped around for my blanket and
threw it over her before I turned my attention
to him again.
“Monica, calm down. This is my boyfriend
John; he isn’t going to harm you. In fact,
his presence here will do the opposite.”
The glow from Stacy’s phone screen was enough for
me to see her face and that of the guy standing
beside her. She rummaged around for a
moment before lighting a candle.
Well, would you look at that, there were candles
in the room after all? I felt like smacking myself.
“How come you guys aren’t at the party?” I
asked eyeing him warily. He was a tall, dark guy
with dreadlocks that were neatly tied with a red
bandanna. He ignored my suspicious scrutiny.
“Well,” Stacy looked away shyly. I blinked in
surprise. It was the first time she looked shy of
anything. “We planned to head to the party
eventually after we, well, um.” He gave her a
mischievous look I didn’t understand and she
cleared her throat. “Anyway, we were spending
some time together when we heard the raid so
John decided to bring me back here.”
I sighed and nodded. He couldn’t have just left
her at the gate anyway. Besides out there was
dangerous and in here was safe.
A scream resonated through the hostel. I held my breath as everything went still. I glanced at the faces of
my companions to see if they were thinking in
the same direction as I was. Stacy’s eyes grew
wide but she seemed calm in a way. John
seemed to care less as his body stance was
relaxed.
The girl was still unconscious on the bed.
“Guys, I think they got in.” I whispered.
Suddenly, I heard doors being kicked open and
shouts of men followed by laughter. Was that
female laughter I heard?
“Stay behind me and don’t say a word.” It
was the first thing John said in the short while
since I met him. Stacy complied and grabbed my
hand to pull me behind him too when I didn’t
move.
The door burst open and a group of three
people walked in with their faces partially
covered with masks. Two of them carried arms
but the third didn’t look like he needed it. He
was built like a rock.
“What do you say, should we rough ‘em up a
bit?” The first guy spoke in a deep voice that
had a strong Russian accent.
He took a few steps closer, eyeing Stacy hungrily.
In that moment, I was glad that I didn’t have such a killer figure as she did.
John stepped up to the challenge when he saw
the way the guy was eyeing his girl. I was
honestly curious as to what he planned to do
when he was out numbered; three to one. He
dipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out
an object. I tried to catch a glimpse of it but my
gaze became preoccupied when I noticed the
girl among them point a pistol toward us.
She was slim and of average height but that
didn’t make her look any less imposing.
He raised his hands slowly so as not to trigger
any negative response from the group and
tossed the item to the one who was built like a
rock. He caught it easily and examined it. When
he raised his head, his whole demeanor changed.
“Let’s go.”
“What?” The second guy protested.
“Now. This is not our territory.”
The other two frowned but slowly retreated. The door shut behind them and minutes later, the
hostel became still again as the rest of the gang
left. I was too stunned to react and just stood
there with my mouth hanging open, questions
pending.
“What just happened?” I finally regained my
ability to speak.
“I just let them know that they were on
another’s territory.” John said.
I looked to Stacy to see if she was following but
she didn’t seem bothered. She wrapped her
arms round his torso and he pulled her close.
They were acting like nothing just happened and
we weren’t almost butchered within an inch of
our lives.
“What does that mean?”
“You ask too many questions.” He sighed and
turned to Stacy, dismissing me.
“Baby, I’ve got to run. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye hun.” She smiled and hugged him tightly
before he walked away.
“Hold it.” She held up her palm and I shut my
mouth which had already opened wide to
release a barrage of questions.
“She needs medical attention as soon as possible. It’ll be safe to leave the hostel in a few minutes once
word gets around.
Get ready so we can get out of here.”
I glanced at the girl to see that sweat beads
had formed on her forehead. She really was out
of it. Moments later, Stacy and I balanced her
weight between ourselves and made our way
out of the room to seek medical help
*********
In a dimly lit hotel room, Ryan closed his eyes and inhaled. He winced slightly but his face soon relaxed and his features smoothened out again. He loved the high that came with the experience. Carefully, he brushed his fingers across his nose and bits of the white substance fell unto the table surface. He raised his head when the door opened, sending in a few rays of light. His eyes blinked rapidly as he adjusted to the brightness.
“What’s this?” He asked, fingering the object his gang brother tossed at him.
“That amulet belongs to a rival gang group.” Vicker said.
Ryan frowned as he ran his callused fingers across the surface of the amulet. His lips formed a cruel smirk as he thought of all the ways to end their pathetic lives or at least make them suffer for their foolishness.
It’s about time we headed back to campus officially. Inform the guys, tell them to get ready.” Ryan dismissed him.
Slim, feminine hands suddenly ran down Ryan’s chest, their owner was kneeling behind him on the bed. He slapped her hands away in irritation. He had forgotten about her presence and wasn’t in the mood for any disturbance.
“Get out!” He snapped.
“B-but I-i” The confused girl stammered at his sudden anger.
“I said get out.” His voice was frighteningly calm this time.
The girl stood up and picked up her belongings before dashing out of the room. She didn’t wait for another warning.
A few steps down the hallway she nearly bumped into Vicker who was heading into his own room. He stopped short at the sight of her and willed his face not to show any expression.
“Did he throw you out again Grace?”
Grace looked down to hide her embarrassment. She wasn’t fully clad yet and didn’t have any time to do that before she ran out to escape Ryan’s wrath. She still had the bruises to show for the last time she disobeyed him. He told her to go dress properly in his room.
For the first time, he let his sadness show. He got up from the bed and walked towards her, stopping just in front of her. His eyes ran over her bruised face which she tried desperately to cover with makeup. She was a beautiful girl with glowing skin and a lovely eyes.
She used to laugh easily and had a carefree attitude. But now she was almost always silent, her skin had nearly lost its glow and her eyes seemed dim.
“You chose this yourself Grace but I warned you.
I begged you a year ago before you got yourself into this mess. I was ready to give you all my love, care and attention. Anything you asked, if it was within my power I’d have gotten it for you.”
Grace blinked rapidly but she couldn’t stop her tears.
“I’m sorry Vicker.”
He turned away in annoyance.
“Sorry doesn’t change a thing Grace. It doesn’t change the way you broke my heart into several little pieces and that wasn’t enough, you squashed them beneath your feet too.”
Grace gasped for breath, trying to stop her tears from becoming sobs. She knew what she’d done to him. She knew how much she had hurt him. Vicker had always done everything he could to please her and the day he asked her to be committed to him and become his girlfriend she had shut him down and avoided him. She’d always thought Ryan was more of her type. He was charming, unbelievably handsome and classic. If only she’d seen beyond his facade and cherished the one person who had been by her side all along.
Now it was too late because if she should even consider being with Vicker, Ryan would skin her alive. He really could do it. She now knew that he was nothing more than a beast; the worst kind.
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***Back on Campus***
Stacy and I returned to our hostel after ensuring that the injured girl received medical attention. The doctor had asked us to return, promising to give us a call when she woke up. Stacy didn’t understand why I was so concerned about the girl’s health and safety but it was because her situation was very familiar to mine.
Although, it was years ago(apparently three years ago), the memory was still intact.
TBC
Written by:- Author Monica

BEYOND THE MASK {Life of a Fresher}

CHAPTER THREE

Written By: Monica B. Nebo.


BEYOND THE MASK💀(Life of a fresher🙎)
CHAPTER THREE
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”I heard you were rude to Mr. David in your biology class.” It was the first thing Lisa said when i walked into the room. She and Stacy were in the room, but Alison was not around. I just stood there wondering how on earth she had gotten that piece of news. ”Don’t look so surprised,” she laughed. ”News travels fast here.”
”I wasn’t rude, it just a misunderstanding”. ”Yeah, i think I’ve used that line before.” Stacy commented, smacking her bubble gum as she walked past me in tiny denim shorts.
”Listen, Mr. David has a bit of a reputation around here.” I said nothing and waited her to continue. “Nearly, half the female population of this Campus is crushing on him.”
”Eww..” I wrinkled my nose.
”I agree.” Stacy said from the side of the room. ”He once tried to convince my parents that i needed a tutor because i was failing math. The face is, I wasn’t but he always failed me.” This piqued my curiosity. ”So, what did you do? I asked. She smiled slowly and paused in her act of smacking her bubble gum judging by the smiles they all had, i guessed it was a story they all knew. ”During a test in class, i duplicated my answers, so i submitted one and held the other. I gave another math lecturer to mark them, i told him i was practicing some questions, you know preparing for exams. When i got my script from Mr David, i failed but my script from the other lecturer was excellent.
That’s when i was sure something was up.”
”Wow”. I was impressed. ”So, did you confront him?” ”Girl, he doesn’t even look at her twice now.” Lisa said.
”Asides that, let’s just say, i have my ways.” Stacy smirked .
My stomach chose that time to grumble loudly. I guess it was time to finally pay the cafeteria a visit. During the walk there, i pondered on just how easy Stacy had made it sound. Was it really that easy ?
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If i didn’t know better, I’d say i was standing right in the middle of the third world war and neither side was ready to surrender.😂
”Ma’am, what can i order you”? I turned at the sound of the piercing feminine voice to find a tall, curvy girl bedecked with an expensive weave and black body-con dress. I looked down at my jeans and T-shirt. Apparently, when it comes to matters of stomach, appearances don’t matter.
I didn’t realize i was staring until our gazes clashed. I sighed in relief as she walked away and quickly joined a fast-moving queue, making sure to keep my eyes straight ahead of me and avoid anyone’s gaze. I’d nearly forgotten what it was like to be among so many calibers/different and types of people but i had to be prepared to learn all over again.
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Two weeks had passed and i was gradually learning to adjust to my new environment.
I rarely left the room through except for lectures and church service. I steered clear of most of my peers because i just wasn’t ready to fully interact with anyone if wasn’t absolutely necessary.
”You guys, it is official !” Lisa ran into the room as she waved a flyer in the air.
I looked up from where i was studying some notes. ”What’s official? ‘Alison asked, sitting cross-legged on her bed as she painted her nails a deep purple color, a gossip magazine lay open before her.
The Fresher’s Party and happening on the 5th, that’s on Saturday. ‘She grinned. ”Just when i thought this Campus was getting too boring for my liking.
”Let me see that.” Alison suddenly sat up and collected the flyer from Lisa, trying not to smear her nail polish.
I recalled several meetings were held for the party planning but i ever attended any. I did hear however, that nasty fight broke out between the guys but i didn’t know what caused it.
Rumors had it that cultists were to blame while some others said that it was simply the guy’s ego that got in the way.
Anyway, i wasn’t up for it. ”Alison, please can i borrow your–”
”No,” Alison’s sharp response cut Lisa off.
“Fine Stacy, how about your—
”No”
Lisa rolled her eyes then turned to me and smiled innocently.
“Monica, do you mind if i borrow a skirt and maybe some perfume?
”Err….” I blinked. I was not aware from the history of the two habits, i certainly didn’t want to get involved.
”I’m sorry but i can’t lend you my stuff”. I shrugged.
”Ugh, you girls are the worst !” Lisa hissed and stormed out of the room.
”Ignore her, she’ll come around eventually. Better that your stuff’s safe and in good condition”. Alison said.
”You’ve got a bit of backbone afterall, saying no.I thought you were going to care in on her wishes.”Stacy remarked.
I smiled slightly to myself, but a little did i know that i as going to need to grow a lot more backbones for what was headed my way.
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There was a youth service that Saturday morning before the fresher’s party.
I found it ironical that the preaching was coming just before the students go wild in roughly.
The next hours.
Several faces were absent, probably in preparation for the big party.
The Preacher’s message was about keeping focus on our aims but at the end of the service, his announcement swerved in a different direction from his message.
”Same of you may be aware of the shocking activities going on in this city but it shouldn’t frighten you, it should only make you more cautious and observant about your surroundings. A group of youths popularly known as THE REDS are reported to be infiltrating the Campuses in the part of the country.
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The announcement left me a bit frightened. ”Don’t look so scared, Monica”. Alison smiled assumingly.
”Did you hear anything about this earlier?” I asked her as we made our way out of the chapel.
”Just a few rumors here and there, it’s still recent so no news hasn’t really spread. I did hear that they raided a female hostel nearby.
No one was hurt but it caused quite a scare. Listen, don’t panic, and just daily activities as normal. Probably more concerned with turning up later that night.
I sighed and shook my head, i was so not feeling any party vibes.
By the time i returned to the hostel, i was pretty sure that i witnessed first-hand, the literal meaning of girls gone wild.
There they were; every shape and size running about like they were in the middle of a war. Some were clad in their underwear and some didn’t even bother with the formalities.
”Where’s my bloody mascara !”A girl i vaguely recognized breezed past time in a mad dash.
”Safety pin ! I need a safety pin !” I neatly swerved out of the way when Rose, a pretty girl from my department ran from one room to another, clutching frantically at her falling skirt. I held in the burst of laughter that was threatening to erupt from my mouth but i couldn’t take it anymore when i stepped into the room and found Lisa contorting her face into what she thought were seductive looks in the mirror.
”Wow, this is the first time you’ve laughed since you got here”. She looked shocked as she turned to face me. I suddenly became self-conscious
”Really?” i frowned
”Uhmm, yeah”. She said, pointedly.
”And trust me, i would notice.
It’s nothing to be shy about. I think it’s cool that you’ve finally loosening up.” She said.
”Anyway, are you coming to the fresher’s party?
”Nope”. I shrugged.
”Why not?”
The voice wasn’t Lisa’s. I looked behind me to find Stacy and Alison fully dressed and made up as they stepped into the room.
”Who did your makeup?’ Lisa asked suddenly
”Sylvia”. They both answered
”Look good.” She said, impressed.
”Anyway, why aren’t you coming?” Stacy asked again.
”I’m kinda occupied tonight.”
”how can you not attend your own fresher’s night?” Lisa asked.
”Leave her alone, okay. Come on girls, let’s go” Alison said as she grabbed her purse and keys. ” What, haven’t you heard of being fashionably late?” Lisa raised an eyebrow.
”With nearly all the 1st year students in attendance, i don’t really think anyone’s going to notice our absence, let alone our arrival”. Stacy smirked.
”Whatever’ ‘Lisa hissed and grabbed her stuff, ready to leave too.
”Have fun”. I waved as they left.
The Hostel was nearly empty too as most girls had left for the party, all levels students were involved; not just the fresher’s. I sighed and looked around me before a smile across my face appeared. Finally, there were some peace and quiet
Oh Shit ! Everything went black. I groped around in the dark for a torch, thank goodness i found my torch but the battery power was out. It flickered weakly before going off completely. I hissed in annoyance, all i wanted to do was stay indoors and watch a nice movie to pass the time. Yeah, I admit that’s all my plan consisted of. From the electricity pattern I’d studied since coming here, it probably won’t be restored till the next two hours or so. I put on my phone’s flashlight and made my way out of the hostel.
I strolled leisurely catching a glimpsed of late party goers tethering around in high heels and short skirts. Girls giggled to themselves, making me curious about what they were discussing. Others filed with their gowns and skirts, pulling the hem lower or higher as the case maybe. The air was filled with excitement and i got to whiff of it, but i was scared to partake in it.
.My Memory flashed back to two years at a party similar to the one happening just a short distance away. Back then, when i wasn’t always so guarded and withdrawn but now i couldn’t help it. The carefree, fun-loving girl was gone and in her place was an empty shell, void of emotions just trying to live life once again.
I stopped walking when a crash came from my left. My hand slowly reached toward my back pocket for my phone.
The security lights were out along with the electricity and everywhere was dark except for the dim glow of moonlight.
”Well hello there”. The voice sent shivers running down my bare arms and they were not the pleasant type.
I fumbled, trying to pull, my phone out but it slipped and went crashing to the ground. I bit my lip, holding in my cry of frustration.
My heart was pumping in a fast rhythm that nearly sent it flying out of my chest. I lowered myself carefully to the ground. Judging by the direction of the voice, he wasn’t within grabbing range. If i could just get my phone, i could sprint out of here at least i was good at moving quick on my feet.
”Don’t move”, I froze mid-bend in an awkward position that had me trying not to fall face-forward.
”Get up slowly”.
I did as i was told. I wondered if anyone would rush to my aid if I screamed.
”Don’t make a sound”.
Whoever this guy is, he’s always a step ahead.
Footsteps came closer and i counted silently. One, two, three– I grabbed my phone and i ran. ”Damn it” he growled. His steps quickened as he chased after me but i wasn’t going to give up easily.
The thought of him putting his hands anywhere near me, spurred me to move faster. I’d never been so glad that I have Androphobia as at that moment. I darted behind a corner and caught my breath. That was when i heard screams.
My mind flashed back to the announcement this morning and all i could think was too late.
We were been raided…
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To Be Continued
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BEYOND THE MASK {Life of a Fresher}

CHAPTER TWO

Written By : Monica B. Nebo.



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”Excuse me, i believe this is my room ?” There was momentary silence before the noisy female chatter continued. The girls who had paused to glanced at me, ignored me once more. There were three of them and i assumed they were all my new roommates.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t possible to have a single room all to myself and i loved my privacy. Alright then, not the most welcoming bunch. I thought as i took a few steps into the room and shut the door behind me. I felt my heart sink at the sight of the two bunk beds in the room, well it was to be expected but i couldn’t be blamed for hoping otherwise. The floors were creamy tiled and the walls were painted a light shade of blue. A white ceiling fan spun at the center of the ceiling a gentle breeze within the room. The only surface which was free of any personal belongings was one of the top bunks.
Oh great, i was left with no choice.
”Hello, I’m Lisa”. One of the girls said before she turned to throw a pillow at another girl who had ear buds in the whole time, nodding her head to music.
”What ?” She asked, looking confused. Lisa tucked one of her loose braids behind her ear and jerked her head towards me.
”Oh hi”. The second girl said. ”You must be the girl we’ve been expecting. I’m Stacy by the way”. She was a slim, tall girl with smooth fair skin.
”I’m Alison”, the third girl smiled, flashing a set of clean, white teeth. ”What’s your name?” Her accent had a distinct British hit to it.
”I’m Monica, nice to meet you all.” I guessed they weren’t that bad after all. ”What department are you in ?” Lisa asked with a bit of enthusiasm. ”Physiotherapy”. Her face fell at my reply. ”Oh”, Don’t mind her, She’s been hoping for more course mates in her department”. Alison explained. ”Stacy and I are both International Relations Students while she’s in Political science.”
”Why did you resume late? Lectures started weeks ago but lucky you, Orientation is a few days”. Lisa said, watching me curiously with her wide-set, almond shaped eyes as she twirled another loose braid round her finger.
”I had some stuff to prepare at home”. I replied vaguely, looking away. ”Give the girl her breathing space, Lisa.” Stacy said, throwing the pillow back at her. She had taken out her ear buds and turned her attention towards me. ”It looks like you’re going to be me my new bunk mate, so you better settled in. We’ve got lectures tomorrow”.
”Is it just me or do weekends fly past way too fast” ? Alison sighed, starting off another round of chatter.
I was so glad to be ignored this time around as i arranged my stuffs into the empty wardrobe. I was lucky enough to get a table or chair of my own so i knew i had to be ready to improvise.
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Once in a while i would feel curious eyes watching me but when i turned to look the girls would just give me a small nod or smile and continue with their gist.
I had just stuffed all i possibly could into the wardrobe when a few girls walked in with barely a knock. I looked up in irritation, nearly forgetting that the room wasn’t mine alone.
”Lisa, I’ve come for the wardrobe”. A tall, fair lady announced. She stopped short when she saw me. ”New roommate?” She asked the girls. They confirmed it. ”But you promised you would give her the wardrobe today”. Another girl spoke up, folding her arms. ”Now someone else has come to claim it just like that.” I remained where i was silently, automatically figuring out that neither of the girls was a fresher like i was.
Sorry girl, but she just came today and she was assigned to our room”. Lisa said, shrugging apologetically. I was made to clear out the wardrobe. Everything that i’d neatly arranged just a few minutes ago, I’d dumped back into the box and sat cross-legged in the corner of the room, trying hard to keep my annoyance in check.
Eventually, the girls had a change in heart and left the room, without the wardrobe. It was then i knew that furniture was a scarce commodity in our hostel. That i got a wardrobe was a miracle on its own. I spent another half an hour rearranging my belongings, foregoing the artistic effort I’d put into the task the first time. Later in the evening, the girls went for dinner and invited me along but i wasn’t quite ready to step out of the room yet so i declined and made do with my provisions. I savored the little time i had to myself. My phone rang and i set down my bowl of Cornflakes to answer it.
”Hey Tonia, that was quick”. I was impressed. “”Of Course i need to check up on you, how’s so far?” Tonia replied and evident in the tone of her voice.
“”No mental breakdowns, I’m fine”. I replied
”Okay dear, take care of yourself and remember if you need anything— ”Just call”. I completed her sentence and we said goodbye. I rinsed the bowl and cleared up anything else of mine that wasn’t yet in place. I was in need of a shower so i ventured out of the room with my bucket and bathing items to locate one.
There were four bathrooms it toilets each but i imagined that there would still be rush-hour mornings. Once i was through, i returned to the room to get ready for bed since i had nothing else to do but i couldn’t sleep, not even when it was past midnight. I knew it was normal for me, being in a new place but if i wanted to be early to class, i had to sleep and i had only less than that few hours to do so.
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Not my face! I thought as my hand slipped and my head almost went slamming into the desk.
“I’ve received many comments about my teaching technique but it hasn’t been compared to sedatives yet. The Briton voice was filled with disapproval and a hint of humor.
My eyes snapped open and i stared, half-dared at Bio 102 lecturer as if he was an apparition.
I was running on barely two hours of sleep and I’d gotten to the class late because i was too shy to get dressed in front of my roommates, ironically, they had no problem stripping down and getting dressed, I’d stood there moisturizing one potion of my body for as long as possible, trying to buy time . When they finally left the room, there i was nearly late to class.
“N–no–not at all Sir, I’m sorry”. I stuttered, discreetly wiping the corner of my mouth of any sign of drool. Thankfully, there was none.
he regarded me for a moment before gesturing at me for me to get to my feet. “Remain standing until i say otherwise. He said before he turned to board to continue the lecture.
“Isn’t he so dreamy?” A girl whispered behind me. My eyes pricked in Curiosity and i turned to glance at her. She was a chubby girl and had a baby-face that made her look sweet and innocent.
“I just want to wrap him up and take him home with me”. Okay, not so innocent.
“Forget it, he’s our lecturer for God sake”. A girl behind her hissed in annoyance, I think i choked mentally. That was a bit too loud because it attracted the lecturer’s attention.
“Who was that?” He asked as he turned around to survey the hall. Students giggled mischievously, drawing his attention away from the actual culprit. “I repeat, who did that?”
“Sir, i think it came from over there.” A male voice spoke up. I turned to find one of the students pointing directly at me. From what I remembered about high-school, everything about him screamed teacher’s pet.
“Thank you Daniel,” The Lecturer then turned to me. ”I’m sure you’re a newbie here and i really don’t expect this sort of behavior from you. Shall remain standing for the duration of class. “I said nothing and cast a deadly glare at the guy who landed into trouble. This wasn’t what i expected for crying out loud. How was this any better than high school ? I was glad that I’d opted for home-schooling during my final years of my secondary education.
“Even the way he scold is just so attractive.” The girl behind me whispered gently. I clenched my teeth together in annoyance. Not another word. After class, all i wanted to do was disappear to my hostel but that hope was shattered when someone stopped me at the exit.
i raised my head and i met a pair of dark, intelligent eyes that regarded me silently.
“What’s your name?” He finally asked. He was so far the first student to ask for my name without introducing himself first.
“Monica” I replied as i took a step away from him. He noticed my gesture but said nothing about it.
“Back there, what happened? Why didn’t you speak up?” “What do you mean?” “I know you didn’t do it”.
Does it matter? I retorted. “Well, it does if you care about your reputation.
Right then, i didn’t care about much other than leaving the place.
I’m just saying, you should speak up for yourself next time, rarely would others do it for you”. He turned without saying another word and left me standing there.
I realized he never introduced himself.
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BEYOND THE MASK {Life of a Fresher}

CHAPTER ONE

WRITTEN BY : Monica B. Nebo
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A Month later, i was prepared to undergo the journey to the university of London to study physiotherapy. The journey from Los Angelos to London was a smooth-rough one but we finally arrived just as the sun was setting up. There was no way i could begin the registration process by that time of the day so, we decided to stay in a hotel for the night, me, dad, and mom. ”Can we get an en suite?” Dad said to the receptionist. She smacked her bubble gum loudly and lazily blinked her mascaraed eyes at us, looking clueless. ”Have you got any room at all?” My mom asked. Her eyes drifted over to my room before she turned to face my dad as if mom hadn’t spoken atall. ”Yes, we have a very delightful room for all. I rolled my eyes and looked around. What we were expected from a hotel that looks breathtaking, the air smelt heavily of rose-scented air freshener. Just then, the door opened and a heavily built man walked in with two girls, one on each arm. I blinked twice in surprise; the girls didn’t look much older than i. The receptionist’s face brightened significantly as she ignored us to greet the man who i guessed was a regular customer. ”Good day sir! Welcome,your room is ready just as you wanted it.” ”I know you won’t disappoint me.” the man said, taking the keys from her. ”See me later”. He whispered as he walked away with his companions. He didn’t spare a glance.
My Mother ha a pinched look on her face as she turned to face the lady. ”Can you attend to us now, or are we not considered customers too?” I spoke the words however, before my mom did. The Lady threw me a look but attended to us. ”There’s only one room. It’s $500 per night”.
”We’ll take it”. Dad said. He counted a few notes out of his wallet and quickly set them down on the counter. The Lady recounted them before calling an at attendant t show us to our room. He was a young, lanky guy whose face was a map of zits and the lower region of his face boasted a very struggling beard. He wore sagging jeans and the official shirt hung on his bony frame. He inserted the keys into the door and held it open for us to go in.
When i passed him, i’m pretty sure my eyes weren’t deceiving me when he winked at me. I nearly gagged.
”Enjoy your stay ” he said, leaving the key with my dad. When he was gone,my dad turned to us and sighed. ”It’s just one night, first thing tomorrow morning we’re heading to your campus and after that,” He put his arm around mom. ”Darling, we’re out of here”.
I shook my head and walked away from them. Sure, leave me in the strange land why don’t you? We sorted out the sleeping arrangements first before taking turns to freshen up in the bathroom.
I lay awake long after my parents had slept and stared at nothing in particular, it wasn’t long before i drifted off too, and the last thing that flashed my mind was the memory of a dark, hooked figure limping away in the forest.
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I woke up to the sound of dance-hall music, a result of party goers nearby. I glanced at my parents to find them unaffected by the noise. Groaning in annoyance, i checked the time and saw that it was just a little after dawn. I knew sleep was out of the question, so i silently and the only sound was that of my footsteps, until quite laughter broke the silence. ”I really have to go now”. A girl’s voice was followed by a rustling sound. I froze in my steps and took off my slippers to avoid attention. I just hoped that i wouldn’t step in anything disgusting. As i approached a corner, something soft squished under my foot and i shut my eyes tightly, trying to hold in my disgust. It was impossible to hold unto it when i beheld the sight that lay round the corner.
The very familiar shirt of the receptionist lay discarded on the ground and strange sounds came from behind her desk. A startled gasp escaped my throat before i could anything about it.
”What was that ?” I darted back behind the wall. Oh dear Lord, don’t let them find me and i won’t creep about in a strange hotel hallways at dawn anymore.
”Clear this stuff away quickly”. The male voice sounded desperate. Something clattered to the ground as they scrambled away and it wasn’t until long after they were gone that i ventured out of my hiding place. I had an internal debate as to whether or not i should just disappear back into the room or investigate.
my curiosity won me over. I walked over to the abandoned desk and looked around.
Papers and pens were scattered across the desk but something glinted on the floor and i bent to check it out. It was a used jack knife and even worse, it was stained with blood. I didn’t need anyone to tell me something twisted was going on and i just wanted to be out of there.
immediately,i high-tailed it back to the room and remained there till it was time to leave.


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It was a great relief that we have checked out of the hotel by morning.
The receptionist bid us farewell with a smile while you didn’t need a soothsayer to tell you it was fake. I noticed her eyes seemed dull and there was a hint of a bruise beneath the sleeves of her shirt which she kept tugging down.
”Glad to be rid of that place”. Mom scoffed as we got into the car.
”It certainly isn’t going on any five-star lists anytime soon.” Dad commented as he drove off.
Less than an hour later, we arrived at a huge iron gate to University of London where my parents ensured they saw me to the administrative building to begin the registration process. I felt awkward, thinking i wasn’t quite ready for this. I’d been home-schooled for two years of secondary school due to the incident i’d tried hard to get out of my mind. It had haunted me ever since.
”Darling, are you okay?” Mom asked, watching me carefully. ”I’m…fine”.
Dad grasped my hand tightly in silent support while we waited. I was directed to a waiting room where i was to submit all relevant documents for them to be assessed. I fought hard not to hyperventilate as thought of life away from the comfort of home and free from any form of danger took over. What if such an incident repeated itself? What if i was powerless to stop it again? What if…? ”Miss Monica Alex ?” I looked up, started pulling myself together, i got up and smoothed down my skirt. I took in a deep breath and followed the lady into her office.
Few minutes later, we were through but i was asked to return to her office the following day to complete my clearance.
”Your Mom and I are heading back home, take care of yourself and if there’s anything, just call”. Dad said as he tipped my chin up so he could look at me in the eye. Mom smiled and hugged me tightly and i returned the gesture, trying hard to hide the fact that i was crumbling inside.

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BEYOND THE MASK {Life of a Fresher}

PROLOGUE

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My heart accelerated out a rapid rhythm. I stood in front of the bright red door to miss Tonia’s apartment as i fiddled with the white envelope in my hands. Two knocks later, i was inside the colorful room which was filled with rays of sunshine streaming in from the open windows. Her design scheme perfectly matched her personality. “You really should keep your curtains closed.” I winced as the sun-rays assaulted my eyes.”And you really need to get a bit of sunshine in your life “. She tossed a playful look at me over her shoulder. “Yeah well, this is enough to last me a life time. ” Have a seat “. I grabbed one of the soft throw pillows as i did so and settled unto the sofa for our session. Very soon they would be over and deep down i wasn’t sure i was ready for them to come to an end even though Tonia said I didn’t need them any longer. She had been my therapist for a year now we tolerate each other better. I daresay we’ve become sort of friends “is that it”? She tilted her head towards the envelope in my hands. “Yeah it is “.I nodded slowly and handed it over to her. “Congratulations, “she smiled. This is good news.”I guess so. I shrugged “Come on, Monica. Gaining admission into the higher institution is what every teenager at your age wants to accomplish at this stage of life. Don’t waste this opportunity, be grateful “.I am, I sighed “I just don’t know if I’m ready yet. ” “You can’t hold on to the past forever, you need to move on. You’ve waited for a long time to pull yourself back together. You’re a smart, young and beautiful girl who deserves a chance to live the life you’ve always dreamed of. This is just the first step, so don’t be scared. 
“I already told my parents I’ve accepted the offer. They’re happy. But you’re not ?
I was silent for a few moments as i pondered this. “I’ll learn to be. ” That’s good. Remember, if you need anything just call. “I will “.
For a few seconds, she stared at me with a slight smile. “What? I asked. “Nothing, it’s just that you’ve changed alot in the past year. You still don’t talk much but you’ve grown more confident in yourself. Don’t let anything change that, okay? I knew I couldn’t promise anything, not right then, so all i did was smile ☺. 
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STILL LOVING YOU

PART 15

Written By: Monica B. Nebo


💖 STILL LOVING YOU 💖
Written by: Authoress Monica Nebo.💯
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Happiness filled my heart as eyes rolled from my eyes…
My Ryan really made… it.
“Doctor can we see him…?”
“He is resting for a while….You can visit him after five hours…”
“okay….”,as I breathe..
I turned and the Jones family were just staring at me like a statue…
Mr Jones moved close to me, ” Thank you…”,he sobbed.
“it’s okay….”
“I’m so sorry for all what we did to you…”
“I understand you. You were trying to protect him”, I said sadly and they all nodded..
Mrs Jones moved close to me as removed a trail behind my ear…
“You are a good girl and you just made us proud of you. You took care of my son and we all thought he will surely regret his decision about marrying you but I now realized what he sees in you… You are just an eighteen years old girl but you are woman within…”,she framed my cheeks…
“Hmm… so you guys approve of our marriage…”
“Yes of course we do… ” i smiled, ” Thank you so much… you just don’t know how happy you’ve made me… “,I hugged Mrs Jones as she hugged me back.
“Erm… I have to go home and change …”
“Okay go ahead we will stay here….”
“okay.. .”
I rushed home as l took a hot shower.
I miss him already.
He used bath with me everyday and when I always try to stop him he would say it’s his responsibility to bath me.
Today I’m here alone bathing… with the room empty like a cemetery.
I moved to my bed as I wore my clothes… I see him everywhere and I know I miss you..
I moved trying to prepare something for myself but I bet I wasn’t hungry. I took a glass of wine and I saw a piece of paper on the counter…
I opened it, ” Please eat something for my sake and for our baby… I love you”
I smiled.
He knows me so well…
I stood up and starts preparing some meals…
I ate two or three mussle of food and returned back to the hospital.
The Jones family were just exhausted…
I tapped Mr Jones and he looked at me sleeply
“I’m back… why don’t you rest at the nearest hotel and come back tomorrow..”
“Okay….”,he said and slowly they left.
I moved the Ryan’s ward… his private ward.
He was pale and handsome. His hair was wild and his lips were parted a bit…
I moved closer as l framed his face..
His weak and helpless heart used to love me and now that heart is being replaced by another…
What if he gets up and act as if he doesn’t know me.
What if he gets up and will not love me anymore.
I should stop thinking about this mess.
I watched him for hours as his eyes were closed.
I was tired and sleepy so I decided to sleep beside him since the bed for was a little big for the two of us…
I heard a little cough and I woke up.
He is waking up… He open his eyes and stares at me.
I smiled at him, “Ryan …. Can you hear me.. Do you want me to call the doctor.?”, I moved close… our noses were only inches apart.
He raised his hands and touched my cheeks as he stares at me.
“I know you….”,he whispers and I remained quiet…
” You were my happiness when I was weak….”, He continues…
Oh God this not happening… He is going to break up with me since he had the new heart.
“I miss you Amora and new heart beats for you the same way like the old heart. I love you Amora. I ….”
I cut off his tirade by crushing my lips on his…
He opened up slightly and I kiss him slowly..
“I love you too Ryan… and I miss you”
“God… it’s hurt to be weak. I can’t even touch you and do you how torturous it is to me….”
I giggled, “The moment we go home you can do anything with me…”
He chuckled, “Yea right”
🔹 Ryan 🔹
The next morning l woke up seeing the most beautiful girl in my bed…My wife. Her lips were swollen and more beautiful.
I kissed her forehead… She hummed and face me with a smile.
“Good morning…”,she whispered.
“Good morning…”,I smiled as she checked the time..
“Its 6:30am… You have to eat… something. Let me order for some soup for you..”
“okay..”
She stood up making calls and suddenly my parents,my sis Nina, Kelvin and Emily burst into my room…
“Surprise!”,my parents said and I smiled. Emily rushed to hug my friend while Kelvin shaked my hands..
I’m not ready to talk to my parents. They were against my marriage anyway… I hate that they are here…
My mom moved close and I frown.
“I know you are mad at me son but you were so young and we thought you don’t be able to take care of her…”
“Oh come on mom… I’m not a kid anymore.”
” We could see that… but you are still a kid to us…”
” No I’m not besides I’m going to be a father very soon”,I burst out before I realized what I said.
They were all wide eyes staring at us…
“What did you just say”,my mom and Nina said.
“My wife and I are going to have a baby soon…”
And they all hugged me including my dad.
I knew my dad couldn’t apologize but I can see how sorry he was…
“Congratulations…”,Kelvin exclaimed as he shaked me.
My parents hugged Amora and my heart felt with happiness.
Finally my parents have seen what I have seen in my wife and I’m glad they’ve accepted her to me…
Everyone was gone and I was with only Kelvin…
He was on the bed as he stares at me..
“How is it dude…”
“How is what?”, I asked.
“The surgery…”
“Its okay…. it’s just you are asleep and you don’t know what’s going on and when you wake up you realized something has been replaced in you… it’s cool dude. So.i suggest you.l go for the surgery. it’s for your own good”
“Okay… I will try. I just hate Ruby has been crying over me anything I get unconscious”
“Emily?”, I arched a brow.
“Yea Emily… Dude I’m madly in love with her…. she is my everything dude…”
“Wow…. then make her happy by going for the surgery…”
“I will and I promise…”
“Okay.. “,. I smiled
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—– Nine months later ——
I wanna ask a question. Is it natural for a woman attitude to change all of a sudden when she is pregnant.
I guess not but my wife has really changed..
She has become so emotional and sentimental…
She doesn’t like to be scolded or rejected. When I do that she could cry for hours non stop.
My mom has been with us since last two months… she wants to take of my wife because she thinks I’m still a kid.
Kelvin and Emily have already graduated from high school and they are heading to New york to spend their holidays…
That couples, their days never end without arguing…. but they are adorable…
Oh shit the egg is burnt….
“Ryan… for Christ sake I’m really hungry…”
“I’m coming love…”
I’m now frying another egg…
“Ryan….”,she groans
“I said I’m coming….”
Suddenly I heard footsteps and I knew she was coming…
“Seriously…. you are now cooking”
“I’m sorry it got burnt…”
“it’s okay…”,she moved closer as she gave me a light kiss on my lips…
“I’m tired I have to go to bed…”,she says.
“Okay then… let take you to bed”,I said as I off the stove..
We went into the bedroom as we cuddled together.
“Oh my God… “,she gasp.
“My water broke….”
I went limp…
“My water just broke,” she repeats, like I didn’t hear her the first time. I f–k–g heard her.
My gut starts to churn. I thought I’d prepared myself for this moment. Wrong. I’m not even out of bed yet and I’m already a bundle of nerves.
“I can do this,” I mumble to myself as I try to calm down. Jumping out of bed I make my way around to her side, extending my hand.
“Stop panicking, Ryan,” she says.
“I’m not panicking,” I lie.
I’m was panicking.
“It’s okay,” she says in a calm voice. How can she remain so composed? Helping her up, she wraps me in her arms.
“It’s going to be okay. Take a deep breath,” she says trying to reassure me. It’s not working. I’m a mess. Shit. We’ve practiced this a hundred times.
Why was I so cool and calm then? Get your shit together Ryan. Your wife needs you.
I should be supporting her, not the other way around. When she lets go of me and doubles over in pain, I almost lose it.
“Let’s go,” I say leading her towards the door.
“We need to get changed first. We can’t go in our pyjamas.” Shit.
She’s right. Okay. I can do this. Who am I kidding? I fist my hair in my hands.
“Clothes.”
“Look. Get yourself dressed. I can dress myself,” she says heading towards her drawers and rifling through them.
I do the same. I throw a T-shirt over my head and strip out of my pyjama bottoms and slip into a pair of sweats. See, I can do this. I look over at Amora as she struggles to slide on her pants. Who am I kidding? I can’t do this.
Moving towards her, I help her get dressed. When she doubles over again, I clutch my head in my hands. Running over towards the bedside table, I retrieve my phone. I search Nina’s number.
We’ve all been waiting for this day to come.
“It’s time,” is all I say. I don’t even give him a chance to talk.
“We need you to come. We’re leaving for the hospital now.”
“I’m on my way,”she replies. Thanks for that. I don’t even take into consideration he’s a two-hour drive away. I’m on my own. It’s up to me to get her to the hospital safely. Shit.
Finally, we make it down to the car. “My hospital bag,” Amora says once I have her seated in the passenger side. WTF !. I had the routine down pat. What the hell is wrong with me? This is the real deal, I guess. I need to pull myself together if I’m going to get either of them to the hospital in one piece.
I run back upstairs and grab it. Throwing it in the back of the car, I get seated.
“How are you feeling, love?” I ask as I turn the keys in the ignition.
“Apart from the contractions, surprisingly okay.”
Of course she is. I reach the end of the street and put my left indicator on. “The hospital’s that way,” she says laughing, pointing to the right. I’ve driven this route twenty times in the past few weeks, doing my practice runs and now I can’t even remember which way to go.
Following Amora’s instructions, I turn right.
“Are you still alright?” I ask, briefly turning my head in her direction. She has a huge smile on her face.
“I’m fairing a lot better than you by the looks of it.”
I’m glad she finds this amusing. “Take some deep breaths. Like they taught us in the birthing classes.” I look at her like she’s lost her mind. I remember thinking when we went over the breathing techniques in class, how ridiculous it was.
“Just do it,” she says rolling her eyes. “It will help.”
I follow her lead as she starts panting and doing those stupid-arse breaths. I feel like a kid, but I copy her. Within minutes I start feeling myself relax. Surprisingly it does help. Who knew?
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Three hours have passed and still no baby. Poor Amora is in so much pain. I’ve been rubbing her back for the past half hour. I wish I could trade places with her. I hate that she has to go through this. Our parents arrived ten minutes ago.
I stand when the doctor enters the room. I help Amora roll over onto her back. She’s been crouched on all fours while I’ve been trying my best to relieve her back pain. She clutches her hand in mine while the doctor checks her over.
“It’s time,” he says making eye contact with her.
“As soon as your next contraction hits, I’m going to ask you to start pushing.” She nods her head at him before making eye contact with me. She looks exhausted the poor thing, but manages to give me a brief smile.
A few seconds later I see her face screw up in pain. This contraction hits hard as she moans loudly. Up until now she’s been pretty quiet. She’s so amazing.
So brave. I’ve heard the lady in the delivery suite next door practically screaming the damn hospital down for the past hour, so I know Indiana is playing this down.
Her grip on my hand tightens as the midwife moves into place next to the doctor.
“Push,” he says. My girl does exactly as he asks. Another loud moan escapes her and a lump rises to my throat.
“You’re doing great, love,” I encourage, wiping the sweat off her brow with the cool cloth the nurse gave me earlier.
She’s had no drugs whatsoever. She refused them. I’ll admit I’ve taken a few pulls of the happy gas when she hasn’t been looking. That’s some good shit, that is.
When her next contraction hits, the doctor tells her to push again. This time she screams, and I almost lose it.
“You’re doing great, Amo,” he says. “I can see the head.” His gaze moves up to me.
“Come take a look.” I don’t want to leave Amora’s side, so without letting go of her hand I lean forward and look between her legs.
The baby’s tiny head is turned to the side, giving me a glimpse of the most angelic profile I’ve ever seen. A magical feeling hits me right in the chest. Tears brim my eyes. That’s my child.
“You’re almost there, baby,” I say, moving back beside her and leaning down to kiss her forehead.
“I’m so proud of you,” I whisper. She starts to do her breathing exercises when the next contraction comes. When she bears down again, she lets out a loud moaning sound.
She’s in agony. It’s so hard to watch her go through this. It tugs at my heart. I wasn’t prepared for this shit. I knew it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park, I’m not that naive, but to see the woman you love with all your heart in so much pain, it’s f–k–g heartbreaking.
“One more push,” the doctor says. It’s her last one. The baby slips out and into the doctor’s hands. Relief floods through me. It’s finally over. We decided not to find out the sex of the baby. Although every time we went in for an ultrasound, I think we were both tempted, but we held strong.
“It’s a boy,” the doctor announces. Leaning down, I press my lips to Ryan’s mouth.
“Thank you,” I whisper against her lips. I have so much to thank her for. She saved me. Saved me from myself. She gave my life meaning. She gave me her, and now a son. A chance to right all the wrongs that were committed against me all those years ago.
OMG !!!, I have a son. I’m a dad.
Words cannot describe how incredible I feel right now. After I cut the cord, the doctor places our boy on Amora’s chest.
Tears fill my eyes as I look at the perfect picture in front of me. My wife. My son. My whole life.
Amora has tears streaming down her face as she lifts her head slightly and places a kiss on his forehead.
“Hello handsome,” she whispers. “I’ve been waiting a long time to meet you.” Raising my hand towards my face, I wipe away my own tears.
I thought the day Amora became my wife was the best day of my life, but this moment definitely tops it. I have a family.
My son has a father who’s going to love him and be there for him every second of everyday. He’ll never experience what I had to have a child. He’ll never know what it feels like not to be wanted.
Amora is going to be a fantastic mother. I only have to look at the love and affection she showers on me to know that.
Her tearful eyes meet mine as her hand extends out to me. I lace our fingers together as she pulls me closer to the bed.
“I love you,” she says as I lean down and place my lips on hers.
“I love you too,” I say against her mouth. Pulling back, I brush her hair back off her face before cupping her cheek in one of my hands.
“I’m so proud of you. Thank you for giving me a son. For giving me a family. For loving me unconditionally.”
Because she always has.
My little guy’s future already looks promising.
He has so much more than I did the day I was born; two parents, grandparents, and an Aunt that not only love him, but I know are going to make him the centre of their world.
I want that for my children, because that’s all I ever wanted for myself when I was a child.
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Seven years later
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I was in my office as my phone rang..
“Hello…”
“Mr Ryan Jones…. visit me now. Your son had a fight”
I breathe , ” Okay… I will be there”
This the sixth time I’m going to the school… My son Jace is the most troublesome.
He is the curious type, always wanna know what’s going on and that makes him a brilliant kid.
He cares for other things but not for himself…
He resembles me but has an attitude of his mom…
Talking about mom… I really missed her and her cookies.
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I opened the principal door and I saw my son sitting on the chair with his head bowed.
He’s ashamed of what he did…
I shaked the principal as I had my seat.
“What did he do this time?”,I asked.
“He is beat up a kid mercilessly and I think his parents took him to the hospital”
I frowned, “You did that… “
And he nod.
“I’m sorry sir… but I will take to him”
“Thank you… that’s the only reason why I called you… the next time he has to go for punishment…”
“Okay thanks.. .”,I shaked him again and walked out.
“I’m sorry Dad…”
I knelt in front of him…” You should be..”
“But he started it anyway…”
“What actually happened?”
“He was treating the pretty girl bad so I have to stop..”
“Pretty girl huh?”
“Yea… I hate it when boys treat girls bad…”
“I understand you kid…”
Suddenly the pretty girl kissed his cheeks and he turns red.. I smiled
“Thank you…”,she said shly then looks up at me, ” Hi Jace’s Dad…”
“Hi Dear…”,and she rans.. .
My looks at her and he is smiling.
“Okay kid let’s go home…..”
“okay…”, He said sadly.
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My wife prepared some food as we sat eat… I told her about happened at school.
She took the plates as she went to wash…
I twined my arms around my wife’s waist from behind, resting my chin on her shoulder as I gently rub her belly.
“Are you happy?” I ask, turning my head slightly to place a soft kiss on her cheek.
“Extremely,” she sighs, lacing her fingers over the top of mine.
“Same.” My smile grows, because me, I am. Amora suddenly tilts her body to the right, as her gaze moves down to the floor.
“Shit,” I hear her mumble.
“What’s wrong, babe?” I ask following her line of sight. She doesn’t even need to answer because I can see it for myself. Panic rises within me. Here we f–k–g go again.
“My water just broke.”
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STILL LOVING YOU

PART 14

Written By: Monica B. Nebo


💝 STILL LOVING YOU 💝
Written by: Authoress Monica Nebo.💯
Episode 14
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🔼 Amora 🔼
After our love making, we were both silence as he rubbed his hands on my belly… and slowly went down kissing it.
And slowly wrapped his arms around my belly before placing his head on it..
My hands played with his hair as I heard sobs…
What the….. is he crying?
I don’t know what to do…
“Are you crying…”,I asked but his sobs grew louder…
I wanted to see his face but all he could do was to hide his face in my belly.
“I’m scared Amora … of losing my life and losing you…and the baby”
“You won’t lose us… you have to be strong for us…”
“I love you …. “,he hugged me tighter…
“I love you more Ryan”, I said.
“I have some things to do….”
I nodded because I understand him.. maybe this is difficult for him…
Maybe I went too far with this issue… What if I lose him … what if I die too…
I slept thinking of what I should do …
I really love him..
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The next morning it was a kiss on my neck which woke me up…
“Good morning…”,he whispered while he kissed me…
“Good morning love….”
I checked the time and we were late…
“Ryan why didn’t you wake me up…”
“I just wanted you to rest.. “,he pulled me close kissing me again…
“I’m not going to fall for touches. We are going to the hospital…”.
“Oh really… I don’t want to touch you… I want to hold you one last time before I go for that surgery…”
He hugged me tight…. as I breathed in his neck…. Suddenly emotions filled me as I started crying..
He just played with my hair as I cried more..
I think he understood why I’m crying…
I’m scared and I don’t know why.
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We were at the hospital… as the doctor checked on him to find out if he us healthy for the surgery. And he was healthy.
We paid the bills and everything and now he is set to go to the surgery room.
He held my hands as he kissed them.
“I love you..”
“I love you… more”,and all I saw was the door closed.
I went to the chapel to pray to God to heal my husband..
I thought of calling Ryan’s Dad and I did…
“Don’t tell me you want money from me…”, He said harshly.
“No we don’t need your help.. I just want to tell you your son is on surgery…”
“What.. . “,he panicked, “where are you…”
“I’m in the hospital at London…”
“okay… I will be right there… “
I hanged up and then looked through my contacts.. that’s where I saw my mom’s number… so I called…
“Hello mom…”
“What do you want…”,she yelled.
“Nothing… I just want to check on you..”
“i don’t want to hear from you…”
“What did I ever do to you…”
“Nothing…. I hate you.. .”,and she hang… up.
I felt bad for all this. . I can’t believe she hates me…
I was waiting… I just want to wait for my Ryan.
He is all I have now…
Ryan’s parents and his sis came along… None of us talked..
We were waiting for the doctor. It been six hours and we were still waiting. I was tired and I dozed off.
About an hour the doctor came…
I rushed to him.
“How is Cole . . .”,I asked.
He breath out my as we all wait anxiously.
“He made it… He is one of the most strong patients I have ever seen”,he said as Ryan’s sister hugged me along with his parents….
All I could do was cry….My Ryan made it…
He made it for us .
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To be continued
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STILL LOVING YOU

PART 13

Written By: Monica B. Nebo


💖 STILL LOVING YOU 💖
Written by: Authoress Monica Nebo.
Episode 13
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🙍Amora🙍
Two months, three weeks later.
I was the happiest girl alive. My husband was the best. He was sweet and gentle…
Since the day we left home … my mom never calls me and I’m cool with that.
London was a beautiful city and I’m glad Ryan doesn’t go to work everyday…
He works online everyday and I study on net. I mean online schooling…
We sometimes chat with Kelvin and Emily…
They are really the best friends I have ever got…
I love cooking and Ryan has opened two big restaurants in London… only for me so I could be busy too…
I work everyday but comes home everyday to check on my husband..
I cooked his favourite meal as he was watching television.
I heard a knock on the door and ran towards it..
it was a man…
“Hi…. how can i help you “
“This is for you ma…”,he said as he had me an envelope and I signed..
“Who is it…”,Ryan asked.
“Its just a letter…”,I said sitting close to him.. .
I opened it and it was that my dad had a cancer and died…
My heart pounded and I felt really bad but I couldn’t cry.. he was always there for me and I knew that… I love him even though he wasn’t there…
I checked the next sheet and it was his inheritance. I place it somewhere as Ryan looks at me…
The last thing I saw a sheet of paper saying:
l love you and your mom but your mom was the one who sacked me from your lives because she thought I was cheating on her.
I love you Amora
You are my Angel
That’s it…. I want to know more..
“He is dead Ryan… My dad is dead”,I said as he pulled me close to hug me…
“I’m sorry…”,he said as I held him tighter….
i could smell the food aroma as I run to turn the fire off..
I set the table for dinner…
And when I returned Ryan was lying on the floor…
I started sobbing because I know the day has arrived…
“Ryan…..”,I shook him but to no avail.
I was shaking as I called the ambulance.
I lost my dad but I can’t lose Ryan…
I was at the hospital walking around… waiting for the doctor to tell me something.
“He is fine… Mrs Jones but it will be best if he gets a change of heart… His heart is really weak and he would die any moment from now…”
The doctor said as tears flows freely.
“Thanks so much…. can i see him now”
I went in as I saw my husband so pale and sad….
“I’m sorry Amora….”
“I love you… please relax. You will get well soon…”
“I’m right here…”, I held his hands in his as he slowly went to sleep…
I couldn’t sleep. I was in tears all night.
Three days passed and he was better.
We both decide not to go to work…
He sat on the couch as I sat close to him.
“Ryan.. .”
“Yes love….”
“I was thinking if you could go for the ……”
“No Amora… I’m not going for any surgery and that’s it…”
“Ryan Please listen to me….”
“I’m not listening to anything … and you know what mind your f–k–g own damn business”,he walked out in me as he slammed the door…
This is difficult for me but l don’t want to lose him.
it was getting late and he wasn’t back.
I was so worried so I texted him…
i searched everywhere but he wasn’t there.
I came back home as i decided to wait for him
it was 1pm and and I heard the door… He came him and I smelled alcohol everywhere…
Alcohol isn’t good for his heart… it’s only worsens it..
When did Ryan starts drinking.
“Ryan.. .where are coming from ?…”
His hair was a mess and his lips dry and hid face pale… and slowly he fell in the ground.
I called the ambulance again….
I prayed to God to save him .. I love him and I’m not ready to lose him
When he was discharged… none of us talked.
I drove him to the house as I prepared some chicken soup for him..
I left home and I went to work.. .
I’m mad at him right now…
Ryan
She prepared the meal as she hand to me…
“I’m going to work…”,she didn’t even look at me.
She walked out of the door. I know she is mad at me but I really regret what I did. I really scare her to death..
The tears alone make my heart swell…
And I can’t see her crying all the time..
I texted her that I miss her but to no avail…
I waited and waited till it was 10pm.
She opened the door as she removed her coat…
“Amora….”,i whispered and I knew she heard it…
“Please don’t….I’m really tired”, she walked to the bedroom..
I got her wrist…”Don’t touch you me Ryan.. You wanna die.. go ahead but I will not shed a single tear over you and I promise you…”
“Please don’t say that… “,I pulled her close to me as she was trying to resist my grip…
“Just leave me alone please…”,she said through sobs and I just didn’t mind..
“I’m sorry Amora.”
“I need you Ryan…”,she whispered…”We need you”, and she pressed her hands on her belly…
What the hell … she is pregnant
I’m going to become a daddy.
This is amazing.
We are going to be parents soon.. she looked at me as she touched my cheeks.
I pulled her roughly to me as I kissed her hard.
Her fingers pulled in my hair as I groaned into her mouth..
“Please…. go for the surgery.. “
“I will. I promise but unless…”
“Unless I.. ..”
“I make love to you…”,he said as he slowly captured my lips and slowly……
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STILL LOVING YOU

PART 12

Written By: Monica B. N


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💝 STILL LOVING YOU 💝
Written by: Authoress Monica 💯
Episode 12
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🔽 Amora 🔽
I opened the door and my heart pounded when I saw My Mom and Mr Jones (Ryan’s Dad) furious…
“You foolish girl….”,as My mom slapped me on my face…
“Don’t you dare hits my wife or else you will regret this…”,Ryan defends holding me close to him..
“You think you are on top of the world so you think it’s right to marry….”,Mr Jones said furiously.
“She is my happiness and none of you is going to destroy that…”
“Well I’m going to destroy that right now…. You are going to get a divorce”
“I’m not getting any divorce dad…”,Ryan tightens his grip on me…
“Then you have to choose between your properties and your wife…”
I looked at Ryan and he framed my face…
“I choose my lovely wife over riches or anything…”,and tears feels my eyes…
“What have you done to my daughter…”,my Mom spat out…
“I haven’t done anything to your daughter. she is just madly in love with me and all she sees is me …”,Ryan smiles at me…
“You are going to choose between me and him, Amora…”
“I choose him over you mom.. You weren’t a good mother anyway so why bother asking whom to choose…”
My mom raised her hands at me while Ryan caught her wrists.
“I told you one f–k–g hit and you are going to regret it…..”,and he pushed her hands .
“I’m really disappointed in you son…”
“I know dad and I’m not sorry for what I did…”
“okay.. .. but don’t you dare come to me for money…”
“I won’t… and I’m going to prove to you how good I will protect and take care of her without your help…”
“Get out of my sight and never return..”
“We will….”,I answered as i turn the door knob…
They followed us out…
“Ryan .. .give me my car keys…”
“okay…”,Cole handed it to his dad as another car stop in front of us… it was a white SUV…
Ryan trapped my hands as we entered the car and slowly the driver started driving…
My head was on his shoulders and he wrapped his strong hands around me ..
“I’m sorry Ryan…”
“You did nothing…”,He kisses my temple…
“I did… because of me your dad took away all your properties..”
He smiled.., ” That was his properties but my properties exceeds his …and he has no idea what I’m capable of ..”
My eyes widens and my mouth. opens…
“Close your mouth baby…or else a fly will enter…”
I closed my mouth and he laughed ..
“Don’t worry my sweet wife… With you I have everything… I love you Amora…”
“i love you too…”
🔼 Ryan 🔼
Today I have her with me.
We’re in the car on the way to the airport. She’s sitting pressed against my side, her slim arms wrapped around me and her face buried in the crook of my neck.
Cradling her with one arm, I stroke her dark hair, delighting in its silky texture. It’s long now, reaching all the way down to her narrow waist.
Inhaling, I draw in her scent—light and flowery, deliciously feminine. It’s a combination of some shampoo and her unique body chemistry, and it makes my mouth water. I want to strip her bare and follow that scent everywhere, to explore every curve and hollow of her body.
As I remembered we just finished an experiment.
It doesn’t matter, though.
My lust for her is constant. It used to bother me, this obsessive craving, but now I’m used to it.
I’ve accepted my own madness.
She seems calm, content even. I like that.
I like to feel her cuddled against me, all soft and trusting. She knows my true nature, yet she still feels safe with me.
I have made her love me and now I won’t let her go… I love her too.
After a couple of minutes, she stirs in my arms, lifting her head to look at me.
“Where are we going?” she asks, blinking, her long black lashes sweeping up and down like fans.
She has the kind of eyes that could bring a man to his knees—soft, dark eyes that make me think of tangled sheets and naked flesh.
I force myself to focus. Those eyes turns with my concentration like nothing else.
“We’re going to my home in London,”
I say, answering her question.
“What about school?” I can hear the hopeful note in her voice.
I smiled…”We will go to school online. What do you say?”
“I liked your idea..”
She licks her lips, and my eyes follow the path of her delicate pink tongue.
I want to wrap her thick hair around my fist and force her head down to my lap, but I resist the urge.
Oh Amora… I know what you are doing.
“Am glad I’m with you” Her eyes are wide and guileless as she looks at me.
My smile broadens, and I reach over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Me too love….”
🔼 Amora 🔼
Sitting there in Ryan’s embrace, I feel the familiar hum of excitement mixed with trepidation.
I am proud of how he fought for me… and I really don’t know how to thank him but I’m his forever.
Despite his heart problems, he’s still the most gorgeous guy I’ve ever seen.
I can’t tear my eyes away from him.
Raising my left hand, I gently trace the outline of his lips with my index finger. He’s got the most incredible mouth I have ever seen—a mouth made for sin.
At my touch, his beautiful lips part, and he catches the tip of my finger with his sharp white teeth, biting down on it lightly.
A tremor of arousal runs through me.
Oh God, I’m so easy when it comes to him. One look, one touch, and I want him.
I don’t care if the driver sees us but I really want him…besides the driver has earpiece in his ear and he doesn’t know what’s going on..
As that fact begins to sink in, I pull my finger away from his lips, a sudden chill feathering over my skin and cooling my desire. There’s no turning back now, no possibility of changing my mind.
I pushed myself towards him as i kissed him.
My head in his heart breathing faster.
None of us talked…
I can’t wait to be in London and be with only him alone…
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To be continued
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