Joshua Fela – Episode 6

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The newscaster gestured and smiled intermittently on the 42” flat screen TV. He watched her report the Boko Haram killings in Bauchi and was amazed at how composed she was.

“Funmi yea?” He said to himself. He had to meet her somehow. She would be a milf alright but who cared? His father’s connections would get him close.

Ronke turned beside him and yawned.

“Hey darling.”

He looked in her direction and smiled. Mission accomplished. In a record 16 hours.

In your face Nath.

“Last night was awesome.” She said when he didn’t reply.

“Yes, it was.” He replied and returned his gaze to the TV.

Why wouldn’t it be awesome, you just had sex with the son of a senator in the most expensive room in Sheraton. Hell yea, it’s gonna be awesome.

“What’s on your mind?” She asked and tugged at his hand. Her finger ran along the panther on his arm and he fought the goose bumps that were threatening to erupt from beneath his skin.

“Nothing.” He yanked his hand free from her and increased the distance on the bed between them.

“I love your tattoo.”

“Who doesn’t?… Do you want one?”

“Nah… my dad would kill me.”

“You’re still forming daddy’s girl. Come on, ditch that old man and move on with life. You’re a big girl now. Has he ever stepped into Sheraton talk less of spending a night in its most expensive suite?” She sat up until she was at eye level with him.

“Take that back.”

“Take what back?” He asked.

“What you just said about my father?”

“Why? Did I lie?” He could afford to be arrogant now. The challenge was set and he had won. No time for Mr Nice Guy anymore. He grinned at her and she hissed.

“You’re a fool and I’m a jerk for trusting you.” The doorbell rang as soon as she was done talking and they heard the hotel attendant’s voice through the door.

“Room Service.”

They turned to look at each other and debated with their eyes who was going to get the door. She lost and stood up to go get their breakfast. Tope watched her backside as she walked away and hissed.

“Been there; done that.” He returned his attention to Funmi as she rounded up on the 8’ o clock news. His attention is cut short when Ronke screamed and a set of chinas shattered on the ceramic tiled floor.

“Ronke.” He called out. “Are you all right?” He got up from the bed, strapped a towel around his waist and checked for a pair of bathroom slippers in one of the drawers.

“Tope.” He heard his name and paused in his search. Puzzled, he turned around to see Josh poised with a dagger. The dagger had blood dripping from it and he didn’t need to ask whose blood it was. The grotesque sight scared him and he retreated towards the balcony.

“Josh… what are you doing here? God, I’m dreaming.”

Josh looked at the knife and looked back at him. “What does it look like?”

“But..but youre dead.”

“Really? Well, we will see about that.” He approached Tope amidst the wails of the latter and a swipe of the dagger left blood splattered on the drapes and window pane.

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Nath jerked up from sleep, looked around the hospital ward and screamed. The nurse on duty ran into the ward. Her countenance was frantic and her breasts bounced on her chest as her heart beat accelerated. She spent the next few minutes calming him down and preventing him from removing the drip tube in his vein.

“What happened?” She asked with a native Ibo accent after the heart monitor recorded a close to normal heart beat rate.

“Nothing; I just need to get out of here.”

She caught him looking below her neck and cleared her throat on purpose. He realised he had been found out and avoided eye contact with her.

“Please discharge me.” He said after the awkward atmosphere had dissipated.

“I’m sorry I can’t.” She replied.

“Why?”

“It’s only the doctor that can.”

“Then get me the doctor.” His voice was raised now and other workers peeped to see if all was well in the ward.

“I’ve been here for three days and I’m totally fine.”

“Okay, I’ll get him immediately I’m done. You don’t have to be rude though.” He said nothing. She examined the frequency on the heart monitor for the last time and noticed him staring at her again.

“You really don’t have anything else to look at but my breast abi?” He shut his eyes in shame not for staring but for being caught and turned to face the other direction.

“I’m sorry”. He said without looking at her. “Please just get the doctor for me. This place creeps me out.”

“He’ll be here soon.”

He opened his eyes to peek at her backside as she walked out of the dorm. At the entrance she stopped suddenly and turned around. He quickly shut his eyes and looked to the other direction but she had caught him again.

“Mr Nathaniel Bassey.” She said in measured tones.
“Stop staring at me or you will have to answer to my fiancé.”

He nodded his head and poked out his tongue in her direction when she had left the room.

Fiancé kor.

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Hours later, Nath stumbled into his dormitory. He dragged himself to his room and collapsed on his bed. His joints felt weak and he regretted leaving the hospital before he was perfectly alright.

News of Tope’s escapades was the in thing on campus.

Everyone was talking about it; The couple. The Aston Martin. Sheraton. The sex.

Josh wasn’t around and he hadn’t seen him since he dropped him at the hospital three days ago. He was sure Josh had heard the news and he could bet he was devastated. The love of his life just got scored on by the aristocrat of the school. Who wouldn’t be pissed? This was an example of a mature form of bullying.

He was pissed himself and he barely liked her. He needed to clarify something. Everybody had been eager to gist him about every other thing but nobody mentioned the sex. Maybe they kept that part of their escapades secret but why would she stoop so low? He wondered.

He picked up his phone and dialled her number; it rang a couple of times before she answered it.

“Hello.” Her alto voice filled his ear drums almost relieving him of his anger.

“Hello.”

“Nath. Hey darling. I heard you were hospitalised. Are you okay now?”

“Yes.”

“Are you back?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Myself, Chloe and Shade would stop by tomorrow to say hi. I hope you would be okay with us coming.”

“Ronke.” His stern voice shocked her and she took a long pause before she answered.

“Yes?”

“Did you sleep with him?”

“Sleep with who?”

“Please, don’t play dumb with me. The whole school is raving at how you two had a good time three days ago.”

“See me see wahala. So you called me just to accuse me of sleeping with Tope. Are you crazy? Iru arifin wo niyen?” (What kind of disrespectful attitude is that?)

“Well, the whole school thinks you did.”

“And you believed them. Geez, I’m disappointed. How do you expect me to make a fool of myself and sleep with Tope? That dumb f**k that thinks the whole world revolves around him.” She waited for his response and when she knew it wasn’t forthcoming, she continued in a much calmer tone; “Nath, I only followed just to help him waste his money; I can never sleep with Tope.”

He was convinced it was all a dream now, except she was a pretty good actress.

“I hope you’re saying the truth else some people would be more disappointed than I am.”

“People like who? You mean our lecturers?”

“No. Josh.”

“Fela?”

“Yes.”

“Nath dear, I think you should see a doctor.” He heard the pity in her voice and it irritated him but he needed to be sure first.

“Why?”

“Because I think something is wrong with you. You keep talking about Josh, but Josh died two years ago.” He bit his lower lip and held back the part of him that screamed in his head; she’s a Bastard. Normal Nath won’t let her go scot-free.

“Ronke, I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not. You need to see a doctor.” Now, she’s pushing it. The voice in his head said.

“I said I’m fine.”

“No, it must be a head…”

“What is wrong with you? Why does everybody keep saying I’m nuts? If you want to kill Josh in your minds, do so. Just don’t ruin it for me.”

The front door opened and Josh walked into the room. He had a mouthful of Gala in his mouth and was downing it with a bottle of La Casera.

“Hey.” He greeted Josh. “Did you hear that? I just greeted the man you pronounced dead.” Her emotions gave way and she started sobbing but he didn’t care, he couldn’t care; Martian was in control now.

“This is the same guy that said hi to you in class last week but no, he is too dead to you. It’s you guys that need to see a doctor. If you can’t see Josh and I can, why haven’t you considered the possibility that you’re the crazy one? You’re claiming not crazy but you followed Tope to a hotel. Now I believe the rumours, he probably did sleep with you. Ashewo oshi. Thanks for ruining my day you hear. Goodbye.”

He hung up and threw his phone on the bed. Part of him felt remorseful and that he was too harsh but Martian wanted none of it. He tried to fight the beast but his dizziness finally gave way and he dozed off.

***

The lights in the dormitory went out and the darkness made him wake up. Everywhere was oddly quiet and that was strange for a male dormitory. He searched for his phone on the bed and when he did, put on the torch application and shone it towards Josh’s direction. His bed was empty. He listened to hear if he was in the loo but he heard nothing. It was around midnight.
Where could Josh have gone?

He noticed the door was slightly ajar and stood up to shut it but thought about it and went out instead. The corridors were pitch-black and the moon was nowhere to be found so the courtyards provided not much of a lighting. He strolled across the corridor on the fourth floor, his phone his only source of light.

His phone rang and he looked at the caller; Mom. Her picture smiled at him and he smiled when he remembered the day the picture was taken; his matriculation ceremony. He answered the call.

“Hello”

“Nathaniel.” She sounded scared.

“Yes mom, are you okay?”

“Yes I am. Please go back to your room.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Just go to your room, please.” She pleaded. The call cut off before he could say more and when he tried calling back, the automated machine voice said her number was switched off.

But she just called me now. This MTN people sha

He shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to return to his room as she had said. As he approached his door, he saw someone coming.

“Who is there?” He switched on the torch again and saw that the intruder was Tope.

“Tope, what are you doing here?” He moved closer to Tope and Josh’s face appeared behind Tope’s.

“Josh, I’ve been looking for you. What’s happening here? He noticed the groin area of Tope’s trousers was wet. He shone the light directly at it and saw the liquid was blood.

“Tope, are you okay?” Nath asked. “You’re bleeding.” All he got back was an icy stare from both Josh and Tope.
“Why are you guys not talking? Seriously, what’s going on here? Where is everybody?”

He tried to grab Tope, but his hand went right through him and he hit the floor with a thud.
The impact made him wake up. His hands and back were sweaty and his chest heaved up and down with his laborious breathing. The lights were on and he had never been this grateful to PHCN.

What kind of stupid dreams am I having? He asked himself.

There was a lot of noise coming from outside his room. He overhead boys screaming from the courtyard and stepped out to see what the bustle was for. The first person he met outside his door was Lekan and he inquired what all the fuss was about.

“Tope is dead.”

“Ehn, which Tope?”

“Our Tope now.” He hurried alongside Lekan to keep up with the latter’s pace while still inquiring about the incident.

“How did he die?”

“I don’t know, some said he jumped downstairs from the top floor while others said he was murdered.” Lekan replied.

“Shit. Murdered ke? Who would murder anybody in this dorm?”

“Well, when you are found at the base of a building and your d**k has been chopped off, it’s safe to say someone killed you, and you of all people should know Tope admires himself too much to kill himself.” Nath stopped in his tracks and watched Lekan disappear down the flight of stairs.

His d**k was chopped off; the dream, the blood in his groin, Josh.
What the hell is wrong with me?

To be continued next week Tuesday

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