The Guy nextdoor

Written by Bado snear

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Chapter 1

The Guy nextdoor

This how I got to Florida in America, " I am a typical Igbo beauty queen who lives with my Aunt Kathy after my parents died of car accident in Nigeria on their way to see a movie and they got drunk and lost control of the car and the car capsized ".

One rainy Saturday night I came back home from party wings night club with my friends which I was asked not to go to by my parents, since they were not around so I found it as an opportunity to sneak out and have a little fun but also to know that cute guy Abishola, "yes Abishola was my classmate back then in secondary school and he was extraordinary cute, maybe he was an angel sent by God to steal away my heart because all I do was to think about him and when I am around him I get horny ".

I got surprised when I saw police in our house so I threw away the marijuana I was puffing, "Now they calling the police on me like am a kid who's missing for years".

Hello miss!!

Miss!!

I knew I heard a voice calling miss behind me,who could that have been‽,ooh my god is it Abishola?,that voice definitely sounds like him, ok I need to look perfect my breast must show, I don't mind if I could spend the night with him.

"Excuse me ma are you miss Abigail?"

Hell no!

My mood changed that instant

"Yes I am, hope there is no problem?"

At that moment I noticed my voice sounds like a person who's been drunk.

"Madam are you ok‽, are you drunk or something?"

At that moment I thought I saw Abishola and I couldn't control my self and I reached out to place my signature on his wet lips, which I woke up the next day in the hospital and I couldn't reoccur what happened that night.

Anytime I try to recollect what happened that night my brain aches me hard, so I agreed to forget about it since I don't like the police man, who looks like a Ghanian professional smoker with his dada hair and Ghana head band ".

Not up to two hours since I woke up,a nurse brought my phone and said that my aunty was calling.

"Hello Aunty, good afternoon".

"Hello Abigail,I have a good and bad news for you, which one do you want to hear first", sounding so serious.

I knew Kathy good news was never good but I decided to take the good news.

" The good news is that you are coming to stay with me and the bad news is that your parents died of car accident".

I couldn't get myself as I collapsed on the hospital bed,and all I could hear was " doctor! doctor! We losing her!, bring in the oxygen!.

Everything was all dark I couldn't see anything neither can I move my chubby legs, like I was paralyzed, "Hell no am going to stay with Kathy,this must be a nightmare,mum ,dad why do you have to leave so soon?,I can't imagine myself living my whole life with Kathy as a drink seller and her irresponsible male customers that like to harass girls that work with Kathy and she wouldn't say anything about it".

Kathy is my mother's sister and they grew up in a broken home without a father, mom tells me that her father was a dickhead who left her mother for another woman after we were born, he was just like "Troy" in the movie fences, "he crawled back to my mom asking for forgiveness"but my mom was the kind who keeps malice and never took him in and he turned into a drunkard and ended up in the pits of shallow when he was hit by a truck , said Agatha.

Agatha was my mom's name from birth and her story was the opposite of her elder sister Kathy who dropped out from school because of love and she later got pregnant and men do what they do best,he ran away and left Kathy alone with the pregnancy, Kathy had no choice but to abort the child and since then she could not be able to conceive a child and all her husband ran away and always dump her and since the last time her fifth husband dumbed her she pledged to make other young girls life as miserable as hers.

I noticed that,the day I went over to her house for holiday and we went to her bar and her male customer almost raped me and she said nothing.

I woke up in three days later in the hospital, finding myself with an oxygen on my face, the nurse said that I was in a coma and I was unconscious for days and we should thank God for his mercy.

God!

"You said God?,where was God when my parents died‽."

I didn't know when I let those words out.

Couple of days later I was discharged and I was free to go home,I wondered why Kathy never came to check on me?.

What kind of aunty is she?

I got home and I noticed a sign board saying "This house is for sale"

" What"I got angry and bashed into the house and phoned kathy.

"Hello Kathy"

"Where are your manners you slum"

"You deserve no respect from me Kathy ,like you have been waiting for this opportunity all your life to sell your sister property and turn her daughter into your slave, I tell you Kathy you will hear from our family lawyer you motherfu".

"Hello Kathy "

"Kathy!!"

Bitch she cut the call on me.

Of course am a 19 years old Igbo girl so I can definitely live alone in that house and I cooked and did my laundry

And took my sugar plum which was my marijuana.

Knock!

Knock!

The door banged

"Who the hell was knocking like that,in the middle of 11pm in the night "

So I thought of protection first and took a kitchen knife.

"Who is that "

"It me Abishola"

What the hell Abishola is here!.

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