ThR0NeKiD:
Hi, guys. You should scroll up whenever you get here.

it's still not showing up there

what exactly are you trying to modify?

kingphilip:
it's still not showing up there

It is, now, sir. Kindly make do with the errors. Whenever I try to modify, I get banned.

Got the update thronekid thanks..

Like i said Jola and Jaye should sort things out,but i wonder why her mum is like that

thronekid:
Hi, guys. We all should kindly make do with the last update. It's rife with errors but whenever I attempt to modify it, I always get banned by the Antispam bot. I could've typed something if things were unlike this. Kindly endure.

Cc:
Harjibolar10,
Prettydiva89,
Fembleez1,
Adeh39,
Jezuzboi,
Aprilwise; and
Mhizashantee1.

Alryt. Was a bit hard finding the update but finally did.
There's no p at all. I hope it gets fixed soonest

Welcome back Bross

E I no see any update ooo, somebody mind helping me out?

harjibolar10:
E I no see any update ooo, somebody mind helping me out?

Click on the link below;

https://www.nairaland.com/2193676/strings-webs/18#32758428

jezuzboi:

Click on the link below;

https://www.nairaland.com/2193676/strings-webs/18#32758428

Thanks for helping, sir.

thronekid:

Thanks for helping, sir.

You're welcome

Throne kid here ur niqqa Snapdraqon_Usman
Am just start reading it

snapdraqon1805:
Throne kid here ur niqqa Snapdraqon_Usman
Am just start reading it

Thank you, sir. Enjoy.

Hi guys, I'm sorry for my inability to update for the past couple of days. It wasn't intentional. I've been having some issues. (Not battery ish. @Teespice)

I would also want to be addressed as a complete writer, soon. I hope that happens once I'm through with the story.
I'm sorry. Kindly bear like you've been doing.

Updates would be dropped, today.
Kindly be here.

thronekid:
Updates would be dropped, today.
Kindly be here.

We still dey wait

thronekid,you are a devil oo no updates since

Cant find anything that looks like an update o...

Or is it ma fone ehh mr. Thronekid?

7iii

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Jolade walked in the door, sadly. Her long flowing gown gave her a fallen angel's look. Same wear, same facial mood.
The past night's rain caused some havoc. The news she had just heard, sent her literally into a world of anguish.

An old man she had often greeted, along with the young beautiful girl she had often seen attended to him, were found dead, earlier. The one-room apartment they stayed, got crumbled by the rain and alas, both happened to be in. The old man's helpless face and his daughter feeble and frightened face was quite emotional. She guessed the girl would be within the age bracket of Sixteen-Eighteen. Rumours had it that she was the product of an illicit affair between the old man' son and a street girl, some years ago. The old man had lost his son and had took solace in his grand-daughter but now, where were they!

A tear drop streamed down her cheek as an image of the girl when she was still alive, flowed into her head. She wondered how life could be so cruel. Someone who had lost his son already. He never could have known something else was in store. The hope that would have hid in a little section of their hearts was the most cruel part of all. The hope, the smallest but strongest organ must had nursed, she felt, was the ultimate pain. The hope that someone, something, somewhere could just materialise out of the blues and rescue them before it was too late was certainly the worst, really. The kind of hope she nursed against Anabelle.

Life was just too cruel and unfair, too, she felt. Just what she felt was going on between she and Anabelle.

She broke down and sobbed out. Mother Nature might have heard her voice. The Birds that chattered away on a close tree, flew away in a flurry of flapping wings.

The sun shoned mildly and diligently. Its rays seemed not cruel enough to burn an albino's skin. A knock on her door, reached her ears. She scurried into the bathroom and rinsed off her face. She expected Paul.

"Come in," she called, from the bathroom.

The door clicked, it indeed was Paul. Someone that might finally make her happy.

---

Hakeem sat nervously on one of the metal chair, that laid expressionlessly and coldly in the hospital's corridor. He had been sitting there for, probably a long time as he was getting irritated with each passing second. He was fed up of the patient that the doctor decided to entertain before him. She had spent almost an hour with the doctor. He wished he could go drag her out. There was nothing he could do, though. He just had to wait, hopingly.

He was getting fed up with the trudging in and out patients. The peculiar antiseptic smell that hospitals had been renowned for, was getting to him. He felt like vommiting. The world was getting darker to him. Everything was getting blurred. Then, he wasn't aspiring for a first class degree, he wished to be hale.

Cold stinging breeze gushed at his bare legs and he shivered. He blamed himself for putting on such wear. He should have worn a long trouser, instead.

He heard a door click and he raised his gaze, hoping it was the doctor's. It was. The lady stepped out, dejectedly. She must have heard a bad news. She seemed like a 'runs girl' to him. Her thigh halted short exposed a lot.
Maybe she's been diagonised with Aids, he thought.

Amuj:

We still dey wait

Sorry I couldn't make it, yesterday. I just did, sir.

prettydiva89:
thronekid,you are a devil oo no updates since

Sorry, ma. I just did.

StormAngel:
Cant find anything that looks like an update o...

Or is it ma fone ehh mr. Thronekid?

Sorry, ma. I just did.

D update came late n it's too short

Amuj:
D update came late n it's too short

I would surely update, once more, today.

Nice one thronekid thanks..

ThR0NeKiD:

Sorry, ma. I just did.

thanks hun

7iv

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Anabelle did the dishes she had used for dinner, some minutes earlier. She was happy, but she couldn't exactly pinpoint why. Adrenaline pumped, thundered, flowed and surged through her entire body. She felt like she could take down Godzilla in a moment.

Funny thing, Daniel wouldn't have a taste before the trip, she chuckled, excitedly.

The next day would be a Monday, the monday scheduled for her trip. She laughed, again, her face radiating with the aid of the dim fluorescent bulb that shone accross the room.

Her trip wouldn't take her far yonder, atleast, not yet. Her boss had informed her the trip would take her to the neigbouring state of Ogun. She had never been there before, so she had prepared to explore the possibilities she could. The trip would officially take her Four days. That meant she would be back, probably by Friday. There would always be time for fun anyways, she thought and smirked naughtily.

It was just some minutes to Eight. The moon glittered and smiled on Earth, like it had won a lottery. Somewhere close to the street before hers, a party was being held. Different hip-hop songs that bustled out of the speakers, being used, ached her ear buds with a tingling sensation. She had taken the street on her way home and had seen the old worn speakers. She wondered how a party speaker could bustle so much, while that of the government couldn't.

Funny Country!

It was rare, maybe impossible for her to be at home at such a time but she was anyways. Her past couple nights had being filled with excitement and fun between she and Daniel. She never knew what seemed to make that night distinct. She was really excited, so, she felt anything could be within the possibility realm.

He had left her house, some hours earlier. They had gotten off the phone, minutes earlier. The chemistry should undoubtedly be perfect.

She trudged to her room and had a quick shower. She took 'extra care' of some 'sensitive' parts, though. She wore a loose pink dotted night gown over her georgeous body and took to her bed. She sighed.
She connected her ear-piece to her ears and selected a handful of the West life crew to play. Some moments later, she shaked her head rythmically to the songs her ear-piece screamed. Soon enough, she rode into oblivion. Sleep called at her.

---

Jolade clutched, more tightly, Paul's hand, like she seeked protection. Paul noticed and smiled at her. He felt the profound need to stay with this lady, to care for her, to make her happy.

Jolade heart reeked of joy. Her soul melted in ecstasy. Her demeanour excreted happiness. She might have been very happy.

She had had a nice time out with Paul. One, she had never knew of but turned out, surprisingly nice. They went no where, pinpointedly. He had made her dress up some hours earlier, only for her to find, minutes later, themselves roaming accorr the streets. They made no stop at no particular place. No canteen, no shopping. It could have passed for a picnic but they stopped nowhere.

She felt secured in his presence. She felt she had found everything she desired. Maybe life had seen the need to play fair with her.

Mm, Fair thing, life is!

Her stomached ached of hunger but it meant nothing to her. She knew Paul should be, too. She thought about being fair.

"How about we take some grabs at a canteen?" she suggested, to Paul.
It was past nine already. She wouldn't get home and cook, then.

"You think?" she persisted and shaked him, a little bit roughly, as if to chastise him.
"Yeah, yeah, girl!" she saw him smiled out. His lips seemed so alluring. She seemed to lost a good part of her holy being. She 'needed' him, too well, then.

"Let's use there," Paul's voice reached her. She followed his hand's direction and a canteen met her gaze. The canteen seemed neat and all.

"Yeah!" she conjured and ran accross the street. Paul's eyes widened. He had never seen her this way. A few motorists plied the road, then. He jogged accross, too.

They bought some takes and found eachother holding hands again.

Paul's heart erupted a volcano of thanksgiving. He would certainly spend the night with her.

Paul might have been right, afterall.

---

Hakeem drew his dulvet over his head. He had alarmingly shrinked into something else since his visit to the hospital. He hadn't gotten his test results, yet. He would get them, some days after. That day would be monday.

The day held no value in it, for him. All he did was lie hopelessly around. He should get hale, soon.

StormAngel:



thanks hun

Okay, ma.
Thanks, too.

prettydiva89:
Nice one thronekid thanks..

You're welcome, ma.
Thanks, too.

Nice one Thronekid, i dey follow u like follow-come battery. Really good job so far. Oya dey lead, i dey follow joor







ThrONekId all the way

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