yaaay! chistar is back!! NYC story bro!

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MAXWELL

You ever do something that seemed like a great idea at the time but later its like you are not so sure anymore?

It was one of those days when we had longer nights and shorter days. I knew this because it was just 7PM but the moon was already out, shinning in its full glory.

I starred at my friend from the bar in utter shock and fear as the moon reflected on him and his two friends. They looked more scary under the moon light.

"What's happening here?" Funmi asked with a confused look. I ignored her and spoke to the thugs at my front.

"No be wetin una think," I replied the "you think say you smart" question I was asked a few seconds ago.

"My man talk say make you show but you come run comot. You no dey fear your father abi?" One of the thugs said in a husky tone.

"I no run comot. I been just wan put my sister for okada make she dey go house," I lied to save Funmi's head. Once again I wasn't proud of the sister line.

"Wait oh..." Funmi said as she walked forward. "Who is your sister?" She asked foolishly. I felt like biting off her ears.

"Funmi, now isn't a good time," I replied calmly after deciding biting her ears was not going to do any good.

"What is happening here!?" She asked once again raising her voice as her face curved into a frown.

"Nothing is happening. Just take this and go home," I said as I dipped my hands into my pocket and brought out a five hundred Naira note.

"She no dey comot here," the third thug who hadn't really said anything from the start finally voiced out. He had a aura of authority.

"This matter no concern the small girl, abeg make she dey go house so I go fit reason una wella." I replied.

"Guy! The Barnie no dey comot here until you first do body well." The thug I had met at the bar said, "where your phone self?" He asked.

"E dey my pocket."

"Bring am make I see."

I knew one thing was certain. If I gave him my phone, I may as well just run home and bring the charger because there was no way he was going to give me back the phone.

"Na just normal Nokia torchlight phone," I lied once again. The lies seemed to be flowing with ease. I used a Sony Xperia.

"Fresh boy like you dey use Nokia torchlight? If I hear!" He replied with a confusing smirk on his face and moved nearer to me in an attempt to search my pocket. I swiftly moved back, avoiding his grip.

"Okay, I go shake body wella if una let me make one call." I finally decided it was time to call for help

"Who you wan call?" The thug who didn't speak much asked.

"I wan my guy for house make him bring bar come." I replied. They obviously wanted money and I had no plans of giving them one Kobo.

The thug seemed to think about my response then he gave an inquiring look at his two friends who nodded in approval.

"Oya make your call sharperly." He replied leaving me wondering what in heaven's name "sharperly" meant.

I walked a short distance from the thugs and dialled number of the one person I knew could help in such situations. Henry. He picked up at the second ring.

"Guy, where you dey?" I asked immediately.

"I dey around, what's up?"

"Abeg you fit come Kela hotel now now?"

"Wetin dey happen for that side?"

"Small wahala dey. Some Norsemen wan show their self for my body," I replied

"Chai! I no go fit walka come under this rain oh," he replied. It was just drizzles now but it looked like it could start raining heavily anytime soon.

"Guy abeg come follow this Baggas reason na. If na only me, you know say I no go call you but I dey with Funmi right now." I explained nervously.

"Funmi? That chick wey just move into our lodge yesterday?"

"Yes."

"I no fit come that area right now bit no worry, I go call my rugged boys for that arena make them go settle the wahala," he replied.

"Thanks bro but abeg make dem dey fast..." I replied in a rather excited tone.

"No wahala," he replied and hung up.

I rejoined the small crowd and informed them my friend from home was on his way with the money.

"No go Bleep us up oh, because if you Bleep me up, I go Bleep you up." One of the thugs threatened.

"Dem no born me well to Bleep una up." I replied.

"Correct. Make we go relax for that bar for that corner," the thug with the aura of authority suggested, pointing at the bar. He moved without waiting for anybody's confirmation.

Funmi and I sat on one table while the thugs sat on the table behind ours. They ordered a round of beer, I wondered if all they did all day was drink.

For the first time since I had met Funmi she was as quiet as a mice. She just sat in silence and at nothing in particular, she was obviously avoiding my gaze which only made me quiet confused as I needed her to look at me before I could figure out how exactly she felt. Angry, sad, disappointed or maybe all three.

"I'm sorry." I said, trying to start a conversation and besides, I didn't know what else to say. She ignored me.

"Funmi," I attempted to say as I tried to place my palm on hers. She swiftly withdrew her palm the table and kept it on somewhere else I had been dying to touch. Her laps. I sighed. I had a feeling this was going to be the last date, if you can call it that, Funmi was going to go on with me.

"What exactly did I do wrong?" I asked ignorantly. I personally just wanted to know what exactly had really offended her.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" She glared. Her eyes pierced through my skin.

"Yes," I replied looking confused

"If you don't know what you did then forget it." She replied.

"But Funmi, you..."

"I said forget it!" She yelled and I knew it was time to shut up.

I have been faced with all kinds of difficult situations with females in the past and I had always scaled through unharmed but the didn't seem to be a way out this time.

I stopped trying to talk to her and waited in silence for Henry's boys to show up. I just couldn't wait for the day to end.

***

FUNMI

So you literally force a lady to go out on a date with you without really asking like a gentleman but she accepts anyway only for you to get to your destination and suddenly get other ideas which you refuse to inform tell her about. Men are just dim wits. They can be pealing your skin with a knife and ask you why you are bleeding.

There was no way I was ever going to go out with Maxwell again in my life, I resoluted within myself as we waited for his so called friend to bring the money which he wanted to give to the thugs. I didn't fully understand what was going on but I had no plans of asking Maxwell again. I just wanted him to get out my sight. I took a quick glance at him and wondered why I had found him so attractive in the first place.

Soon enough Maxwell's phone started ringing and after a short conversation with the caller he left the bar briefly and came back with two guys cladded in red and black clothings.

I naturally assumed they were his friends with the money. He spoke briefly with them and then pointed at the table where the thugs were already on their fourth round of beer. The two guys shook the hands of all three thugs in a strange hand gesture and then asked the thugs to follow them outside. Maxwell went with them.

Five minutes later, Maxwell reappeared and informed me that we could now go home. I was glad that it was all over and thoughts of my super comfy bed flooded my mind. I couldn't care any less about what had happened in those five minutes, all I knew was that the thugs were gone and it seemed like only me noticed they didn't pay for their drinks.

Maxwell led me to a red Toyota and told me it was going to be our ride home. The two guys on black and red both sat at the front seat's of the car. Maxwell and I made ourselves comfortable at the back.

"We would just make one quick stop and then we would go home, we'll need to pick up Henry, my room mate." Maxwell said after we had been on the road for approximately ten minutes. I nodded in response.

We stopped shortly afterwards at the front of a building which was painted orange and lemon, for unknown reasons the gate was wide open so we could clearly see the full front view of the compound. The rain had at this point started to fall heavily once more.

The guy on the wheels brought out his phone and was about to call someone I believed to be Henry when a couple of strange events happened in quick succession like clock work.

Firstly, two girls came down through one of the staircase and walked to straight into the heavy down pour that showered all over. One of them was crying furiously while the other was trying to console her or something like that.

We all looked as this drama ensued right before our eyes for a short while before Maxwell muttered something that sounded a lot like "Mary-anne" under his breath. He seemed to have just seen something that caught his interest. He stepped out of the car into the heavy rain which soaked him in seconds and walked swiftly to where the two girls were.

I could spot another guy approaching the scene with caution, I guessed he was Henry.

"What's wrong babe?" Maxwell asked the crying girl as he wrapped his arms right around her. She wailed louder as if she expected him to understand tears language... Whatever that means.

"Talk to me babe, please what's wrong?" He asked with a sincere look of worry on his face. His hair sloped beautifully down his face as the rain poured with brutal force on him. He looked really attractive at this point and I found myself wondering why he kept on calling this lady in distress babe. I felt a little sting of jealousy.

The crying girl stopped crying and looked at Maxwell face for a short period and then back at Henry who was now at arms length. She snorted and suddenly broke free from Maxwell's grasp, running out of the compound through the gate and down the main road.

What happened next is really difficult to describe. But I can tell you this, whatever happened, left her body on the floor. She was bleeding so badly that her entire clothing was soaked with so much blood it was hard to know where exactly she was injured.

Just then, lightening struck and a loud ear deafening thundering sound followed from the skies. The rain stopped falling almost immediately.

TO BE CONTINUED

Ghostlady - thanks and welcome on board.

Maayreee - I like your moniker. You were trying to spell Mary right? Anyway, welcome on board.

Mzchistar - Iyawo mi, eku se o! You no dey try o... You know say my schedule tight die and even this one update daily is time consuming self. I try to make the single update as lengthy as my fingers permit. please bear with me. In other news, I posted my chapter on the collaboration earlier on this evening.

Jelailah - thanks for the correction ma and just like sleeky said, I'll make corrections. Feel free to directly point out the errors to me next time though. Welcome on board.

Aimedrey - hey sis! Welcome back on board

It seems like only girls are following this story, where are my niggas at? And where's chuksemi and clemzy... (Not sure I got their moniker spelling right.)

OMG!!! why did mary-anne have to run like that? chistar please drop an update this morning. .. even if its a short update

Beautiful piece. Following

pls update quickly m enjoyin this story

Hmmm...The author of books is back. Welcome back

Hmmm walks in with a frown ....Oga boss so you get this kind story for here na im you no inform your boy bah? ....no qualms sha I don relocate come now I no dey comot till this story finish ....
Mama sexysapphire I see you jare .....anything for your boy
My Boss king Phillip I dey your back
Ritababe na everywhere I dey see you I like am oo
clemzy I dey wait you oooo
yemi baba I sight you oo
Christar is kinda funny am addicted to all your stories
your first story that yr brought me nairaland ..you are great broooo

carry on boss

Livingwalker:
Hmmm walks in with a frown ....Oga boss so you get this kind story for here na im you no inform your boy bah? ....no qualms sha I don relocate come now I no dey comot till this story finish ....
Mama sexysapphire I see you jare .....anything for your boy

Na lowkey tinz o. Hw are u doing?

SexySapphire:

Na lowkey tinz o. Hw are u doing?

I dey oo how your side?

i hope its nt what am thinking that happened 2 mary-anne?

Sleekyshuga:
And the story is only read by 9jerians? Why don't u pick up your lexicon, and check if 'necessities' or 'incasities' is the right word, rather than giving me that lame excuse of 'being in Nigeria' ...

Btw, I was referring to you but the writer.. Bless U.

hey shuga it isn't as if checking will b of help
I already know it isn't there but little things like this makes the story a better reading

Sleekyshuga:
You are most welcome, Chistar01..

@King Philip and laykorn, LEARN .

hey shuga we aren't in a competition so u neither won nor lost
extends hand for a shake

kingphilip:

hey shuga we aren't in a competition so u neither won nor lost
extends hand for a shake

For your mind, you don speak English oo .. Nigerian man ..

kingphilip:

hey shuga it isn't as if checking will b of help
I already know it isn't there but little things like this makes the story a better reading

It still doesn't hurt correcting him.. Aint you praying for this lovely piece to be published?

All the same, that's bygone..

Sleekyshuga:
For your mind, you don speak English oo .. Nigerian man ..

Chai this ur attack on me today no b small o.. try pity me nw

"Oya make your call sharperly." He replied leaving
me wondering what in heaven's name "sharperly"
meant.
Oya come tell us the right word for shaperly

Sleekyshuga:
It still doesn't hurt correcting him.. Aint you praying for this lovely piece to be published?

All the same, that's bygone..

walai if na me even if na America I publish am them go de

Livingwalker:
Hmmm walks in with a frown ....Oga boss so you get this kind story for here na im you no inform your boy bah? ....no qualms sha I don relocate come now I no dey comot till this story finish ....
Mama sexysapphire I see you jare .....anything for your boy
My Boss king Phillip I dey your back
Ritababe na everywhere I dey see you I like am oo
clemzy I dey wait you oooo
yemi baba I sight you oo
Christar is kinda funny am addicted to all your stories
your first story that yr brought me nairaland ..you are great broooo

i be mtn na

Good morning to all followers of this story, new and old. I see you guys comments and I really appreciate them.

I'm sorry for not posting yesterday, went to a party and got carried away. .

Anyway, expect a new post this morning.

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MARY-ANNE

Death is not as its portrayed in movies. It is not fun at all, you are not being judged to go to heaven or hell. It is not even filled with with light and it is definitely not immaculate. Its darkness. pitch-black darkness. Your eyes are open but you can see nothing, you are still breathing too but you are alone in a very big pitch-black room with no walls. It is awful.

I know this because I am dead... Or, at least I was dead for a few minutes before the doctors resuscitated me.

"You are lucky to be alive miss Mary," the doctor had said to me as I finally woke up. I noticed a pint of blood was being transfused into my blood stream through a drip.

I believed the doctor because I knew I would have remained dead if Henry hadn't stopped gazing at my half conscious body as I laid on the ground and been wise enough to rush me to a nearby hospital. Every other person who was at the scene was too shocked to move and in as much as I would like to be angry at them for letting me almost die, I can't because I understand their reasons - I had not exactly acted as the most rational person in existence and I owe you all an explanation so here's what really happened. Please note that I'll use the word "rational" a lot in this description.

So you know I am pregnant and my baby's daddy is my boyfriend's room mate, Henry, right? Well, I was confused at the realisation of this fact and did what any rational person would have done - I called Henry.

Henry rationally came over immediately and let me lay my complains before he irrationally stood up and left my house without saying a single word to me. I became extremely confused, who acts like that anyway?

I usually pace when I'm nervous, scared, confused or basically have a sudden rush of emotions, so I paced round my small apartment for minutes in confusion as I thought of what Henry had meant by his actions.

Is that a way of saying he doesn't want to have anything to do with baby? I started to think. I know we are not dating and we should not have had sex, viewing it from a moral point of view, but we had sex without protection and no amount of denial can abort the baby in my womb. On second thoughts maybe its not really a big deal, maybe that's just how he reacts to situations like this and he might have gone to look for a solution to our little problem, but what can be solution to this problem? Contraceptives? No! Its too late for that, I'm already pregnant. Abortion pills? That could work but do I really want to have an abortion knowing people damage their wombs in the process or at the very worst, die. So what then is the perfect solution? Henry can just deny me and the baby and that would be his escape route but what would be my own escape route now that getting rid of the baby is not really an option? My dad would be so disappointed and my mum would finally get to say "I told you so," she did tell me so.

"Oh my God!" I finally thought out loud at this point as I recalled I hadn't even thought about my parents. I suddenly felt a rush of blood into my head and legs almost immediately became jelly. I was having a nervous break down and I knew I needed to sit and give my brain a break before I slumped to the floor so I sat down but I was to worried to stop thinking.

It was all over for me I thought. I had pictured sex as a heavenly act and have always wanted to do it. I have always wanted to be called a complete woman, a fun lady, a "jasi" girl, I have always want to be bad but to at what end? I asked myself rhetorically.

Just then, I heard a knock at door and before I could answer, the person turned the door knob and walked into my house, I had forgotten to lock it when Henry left. It was my neighbour and fairly good friend, Amaka.

"Babes you get Maggi?" She asked as she walked straight to my kitchen. I wondered why she asked in the first place if she was going to check anyway. I kept quite stared.

She soon came out of my kitchen with two cubes of Maggi in her hand and was about to leave when she turned to stare at me for the first time. She paused.

"What's wrong?" She asked as she came closer to me and sat beside me on the bed. "Why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying," I replied as I wiped my eyes only to realise that some liquid was on my face. I was so deep in my thoughts that I had started crying without even knowing.

"What's all this on your face then?" She asked again with a sincere look of concern on her face.

"It's nothing really, don't worry, I'll be fine," I replied and forced a smile. I just wanted to get rid of her so I could think clearly.

"Why are you talking like this na?" She said as she placed an arm over my shoulder. "Don't you know a problem shared is a problem half solved?"

"I said I'll be fine! I just want to be alone!" I said in a rather loud tone and apologised immediately after realising how loud I had spoken.

"It's not a problem but know that I am not leaving here unless you tell me what the problem is." She replied. Why are humans so stubborn.

I starred at Amaka and knew she was serious. She wasn't going to leave if I didn't tell her something so I thought of a smart response.

"Okay, here is the problem," I started to say. "My sister called me this evening and told me she was pregnant. She said the guy responsible walked out on her without saying a word when she told him and she is really confused. She's too scared to have an abortion, plus my parents are really strict, they would definitely not take the issue lightly. She said she doesn't know what to do and is already considering suicide. I wanted to advice her as she told me her problems but even I didn't know what to say. My sister don't make empty threats, I'm scared she would kill herself."

Amaka sat in silence and listened attentively as I explained my dilemma to her. I hoped I hadn't been too obvious with the lie. I didn't want her to know, my "sister" in the story was actually me.

"Oh goodness!" she exclaimed as I finished my story. "Where is your sister right now?"

"She's at school," I replied and added she schooled at Abuja quickly.

"How far gone is she?" Amaka asked calmly, she seemed to be heading somewhere.

"I don't know, she didn't say, but I doubt if its up to a month."

"So what's the big deal?!" She replied rather loudly. "Call her and tell her to go to a pharmacy and buy Mifepristone and Misoprostol. The pharmacist would instruct her on how to take it."

"What's Milfearprestone and Misowhatever?" I asked.

"Basically, they are abortion pills. Since the baby isn't up to eight weeks she won't hurt herself." She explained.

"You don't get it, my sister is scared of anything abortion!" I replied. I had read too much anti-abortion books, watched too many Nollywood movies and even seen with my very own eyes as someone bleed to death from her v*gina all because of an abortion went wrong. There was no way I was going to do it.

"There is no harm in this case. The drugs are not harmful at all besides that's the only way unless she wants to have the baby."

At this point, I broke down in tears once more as I knew Amaka was right. I stood up from the bed and went to the window... I needed some fresh air. I starred blankly through the window for a while as it rained heavily when something interesting caught my attention.

A car pulled up front my compound and after a few seconds, I spotted Henry walking towards it. I let my emotion guide me and I immediately ran out of the house and down the stairs in hope of catching up with Henry. I really didn't know what I was going to say to him but I just needed someone to hold me. Amaka ran after me.

On getting downstairs, someone ran towards me and held me.

"What's wrong babe?" The person said and I thought it was Henry at first but after the person spoke again, I knew it wasn't Henry, I knew the voice. It belonged to my boyfriend, Maxwell.

I looked up at Maxwell and saw the sincere look of worry on his face. It was obvious he really cared, but then I looked at Henry and he gave me a blank stare, I couldn't make any meaning out of his facial impression. I felt really bad that I had to cheat on Maxwell with his friend for that matter. I knew I owed him an explanation at the very least but on looking at Henry, I figured it would be better if I kept my lips shut. Maxwell kept on asking what is wrong and I didn't want to lie to him. I was confused. I needed to get away from Maxwell, Henry, Amaka and basically everyone else.

So I ran blindly. I was knocked down by a hit and run driver and I passed out. I only just woke at the hospital few minutes ago. Only the doctor was in the ward with me.

"How do you feel, Miss Mary?" The doctor asked me as I snapped back to really.

"Sort of sore on my legs but I'm fine in general." I replied.

"Okay, good. You'll be fine if you just rest a little." He replied with a warm smile.

"Thanks doctor." I returned his smile.

"Your friends are really worried and just want to see if you are fine. They are right outside this door, mind if I bring them in for a while?" He asked.

I thought about it. What could possibly go wrong?

"Not at all, bring them in." I replied.

The doctor nodded and went to open the door. About four people flooded in. All familiar faces, Maxwell, Henry, Amaka and one girl who I had no idea where she came from.

"You have five minutes," the doctor said and left the the ward.

Maxwell came to my side and without even asking me how I felt went straight to the point, "Mary-anne, what was that all about?" He asked.

I had a feeling they would be here for more than five minutes.

TO BE CONTINUED

Chai ......I smell serious trouble ...Henry vs Maxwell refereed by Fumi ....."Baby in the womb" title match


christar well done still following sTaY Tu NDed

Chai ......I smell serious trouble ...Henry vs Maxwell refereed by Fumi ....."Baby in the womb" title match


christar well done still following sTaY TuNdED

kingphilip:

Chai this ur attack on me today no b small o.. try pity me nw

"Oya make your call sharperly." He replied leaving
me wondering what in heaven's name "sharperly"
meant.
Oya come tell us the right word for shaperly

You know be am...

Sleekyshuga:
You know be am...

.so u self de speak pidgin come here de form phoney for me ba iffa catch u Eh

chistar01 nice update
but Anne took the wrong decision by doing dat. she should just b calm n think of a way out

kingphilip:
.so u self de speak pidgin come here de form phoney for me ba iffa catch u Eh

I be 9ja geh naw, and we belive in varieties

Sleekyshuga:
I be 9ja geh naw, and we belive in varieties

we've derailed for too long

hit me up on whatsapp with the number on my signature. let's free this thread

.

nice more update pls

Hi guys, I owe you all an explanation for not posting yesterday. I Had a series of tests and was stuck in school all day so didn't have anytime to type. Tomorrow is a lecture free day for me and I plan on staying on this thread all day, typing and updating... No proof reading... Just straight from my head. So be around.

PEACe.

chistar01:
Hi guys, I owe you all an explanation for not posting yesterday. I Had a series of tests and was stuck in school all day so didn't have anytime to type. Tomorrow is a lecture free day for me and I plan on staying on this thread all day, typing and updating... No proof reading... Just straight from my head. So be around.

PEACe.

me like that

As you talk so I have come with my vita foam ....spreads it and lies down.... I dey sleep for here today