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Funmi


Dedicated to all those awesome bibilets who have kept this thread alive





“Sly….Sylvester…. is that you?” I asked in a little voice. I was going crazy with paranoia.




He had been gone for over an hour and I was on the verge of nervousness. The silence of the house echoed through my muddled mind, making me squeak at every little sound. I stood up shakily and inserted the key in the lock, Lord knows I would go crazy hiding in his bedroom. I just had to do something to take my mind off the present. I walked out of the living and found myself walking towards the B wing of the house. I had never been to this part of the house and I was fascinated by the paintings which was on the wall. The portrait of the woman whom I assumed was his mother blinked back at me, almost making me jump out of my skin.



I walked further, idly, opening each door and peering into it. Each of the rooms were artistically decorated and each of the beds were made up like someone would sleep in them at night, strange, I thought. There was something strange and intriguing about the owner of the house too so I wasn’t too surprised. I tried to open another door but it refused to give way, I turned and made to go when I heard it creaked open. The room seemed like an artist’s studio, there was a big sofa in the center of the room, a table holding various cases of paints and brushes were beside it. A big portrait was stood on another table but it was covered up with a white cloth.


I pulled back the white cloth covering the portrait and gasped in shock. Dupe. It was a portrait of Dupe standing in a flowing white gown on a beach.


“Dupe?” I cried out in disbelief, my mind was whirling with questions. He had also played me, I screamed in my head. Sylvester must have known who I was and now I had foolishly played into his hands. For the third time another human had betrayed me, why do I always trust blindly? Why do people keep using me? So he has been acting all these while? It was all a lie... the sensual stares, the kind words, the…. It was all a lie, I thought, furiously.


I walked out of the room just as my phone, which I held in my palm, rang. I stared at the number on the screen, pondering if I should answer it or not. I clicked on the green button and lifted the phone to my ear.


“Funmi” He said and my heart sprang up.


“Tade” I said, feeling a sea of pain wash through me. Why was he calling now? What does he want?


“Where are you?” He asked, “I want to see you. Can I see you now?”


“How long have you been in Nigeria?” I wanted to know. This man had stolen my innocence and in the end he had betrayed me. They had all fooled me and now he was asking to see me? Maybe he was trying to set me up so the police could arrest me.

Silence.


He definitely had something up his sleeve, I thought.


“Tade, why should I see you?” I asked.


“Funmi, I know you might find this hard to believe but I regret the way I treated you. I want to see you… you know to talk and find out how you’re doing. Can I see you right now?” He asked.


“I decide the venue” I said.


“That’s fine by me.” He replied.


“Meet me at Swann hotel, not far from your family house in an hour time.” I said and disconnected. I walked downstairs into the kitchen and picked up a tiny fruit knife. I picked up my hand bag on the sofa and slipped the knife into it. I will take care of them all one after the other. My phone beeped and a message box showed on the screen.



It was from Sylvester.



“Please don’t leave the house or open the door for anyone. See you in few minutes”

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Mabel

I threw my phone on the sofa worriedly while I paced up and down, in the spacious lining room, wondering what to do next. I had settled down for a short nap before Serwa gets back from her walk with her Grandpa when I had a terrible dream. In the dream, Tade had been in a pool of blood, while a mad man laughed at him, knife held high in his hand and in the next scene, we were all in a mourning clothes lowering him to the ground.


The door opened and Serwa bounced into the room, laughing at the top of her lungs. My father followed at her heels, he stopped short when he saw the look on my face.


“Serwa, please go to your room” I said and for once she went up the stairs without a word.



“What is it?” Dad asked.


“I had a bad dream Dad. I am so sacred. I think Tade is in danger” I replied.


“Have you tried calling him?” He asked.


“He is not picking up.”


He held my hand and led me to the sofa and we both sat down. He held onto my hands tightly.


“Close your eyes” he said.

I did.


“Now pray for your husband.’’


“Lord…” I started.

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Funmi

“I am in room089” I texted to him after I checked in. The land phone in the room rang out few minutes later and I picked it up. “Yea, send him in.”


I brought out the knife and slipped it underneath the pillow on the bed. I sat down on the bed, patiently waiting, my heartbeat was steady and I felt so calm. Few minutes later, he knocked on the door and I let him in. He walked in with a big teddy bear, a single rose flower and a cup of latte. He went on his knees, arms stretched out towards me. He might have led the police to me but I won’t be the only one going down tonight. I would rest well in jail, knowing he was laying six feet in the ground. Yes, that would gladden my heart so much. I accepted his offering, inhaling the rose deeply. This rose will lay on your grave soon, I thought.


“Funmi, believe me, I am deeply sorry for all that I have done to you.” He said.


Yea right. I was so certain the police was waiting outside but I wasn’t deterred. I accepted the cup of Latte from him and took a deep sip. It was creamy, it was just as I liked. I had mentioned it once that I preferred a cup of latte to chocolate when we went to the park and he still remembered. I looked into his eyes, was he telling the truth? Was he really trying to get back with me? No, I decided. He hadn’t even bothered to ask of his son. He was lying, he had something up his sleeve.


“Stand up, please” I said.


He stood up and sat beside me on the bed. “I want to give Mabel a divorce so we can be together. I’m truly sorry for all I’ve done to you.”


He was repeating the same words over and over again. It actually seemed like he was stalling or waiting for the right moment to strike. Was he waiting for the police to get here? There must be a reason he is stalling, I thought. For someone who wanted to see me badly, he wasn’t acting out his role well. Time to put mine into action, I thought. The bastard still hadn’t asked of his son! How could he be so heartless?


I scooted back and laid on the bed, my thighs spread invitingly. I beckoned to him with a finger and I could see him mentally struggling with himself. He reluctantly laid beside and I caressed his arms quietly.


“Funmi…”


“Shhh…we’ll talk later. Now’s not the time” I said. “Tade, kiss me.”


He straddled me and kissed my neck. I felt my head spin and at first I thought it was his kisses but my head kept spinning and I was becoming so weak. He’s smarter than I thought. The bastard drugged me. I pulled up my top and his lips settled on my exposed n.ipple. I reached for the bedside lamp and switched it off. The drug was slowly working its way into my system and I felt my strength ebbing out of me. I reached for the fruit knife, looking at his face closely. He was lost in a world of his own, his eyes were closed, his brows furrowed and his face was tightened. I lifted the knife and plunged it into his shoulder.


He shrieked and rolled off me, crashing to the ground. I stood up and staggered, I fell down and stood up shakily again.


“You dr…drugged me” I slurred. “I will kill you”


He groaned on the floor. “You killed my mother! You deserve to die too!”


I staggered towards the door and collapsed on the bed. My throat burned painfully and tears stung my eyes. “I…I…. did not kill your mother. Cecilia killed her!” I held my throat with my hands, rolling on the bed. “What have you….done to me…..Tade?”

I saw stars and distant lights swimming across my vision, the room spun round and round making me dizzy. It was like I was standing on my head. I knew it then that whatever was in the drink was more than a sleeping drug. My heart ached for my poor child, will I ever see him again?


“You did not kill my mother?” Tade choked out in pain.


“Tom” I cried out, coughing. “My ba…by”


Tade tried to stand up but he fell back on the floor. “Funmi…..I’m sorry.”


My joints were weakened, blood and spittle dribbled out of my mouth. Tears leaked from my tired eyes and I felt my arms fall to my side. I knew I was jerking my legs now, although it hurts terribly, I couldn’t control it. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable. When it eventually came, slowly but painfully, I still wasn’t prepared for it.









tbc

room089:
Aunty Bibi keep slaying!

The compelling and captivating forces of this master piece never allowed me to gather my thoughts together to ask questions as my wont has been.
Let me just ask a little least you should say I've abandoned my duty.


1. My friend Dubem was hiding in the wardrobe when police came to whisk ogboni76 away. Can the police come to arrest an high profile criminal like that without searching the room to some extent to see If any other incriminating objects would be found? Remember he was wieding a gun in his hand and a baby was lying in the bed. The police should have searched everywhere including the wardrobe Dubem was in. Unless you want us to believe we are watching Nigeria's nollywood movie where anything goes.

2. You are yet to demystify how Sly's father whom we know to have only two children: Sly and Abosede(deceased) metamorphosed into Papa Love.


May your stream of wisdom never run dry!

Thank you dear.

Jaguguli88 has answered the qst no 2 on my behalf and as for the first question it is not about making it look like a nollywood movie but presenting it as it happens in this country. I hope you get my point. Happy weekend.

kingajibola:
Have been following this story since it reached front page, I don't usually comment on Nairaland but at this point I have to unless I will be ungrateful.
Bibijay123, thank you so much for this wonderful piece.
You are the best, you are gifted and thanks for sharing with us, God bless you real good!

You are welcome sir, thanks for following the story. May God bless you too

yusufibrahim:
Anty. Bibijay great piece keep it coming.... God bless and more grace to u
#respect

Eshey sir, how' r you?

rachealfst:
See suspense, who took the car again? Thanks for the update ma'am. More grace.....

Thank you dear, happy weekend. Tade took it.

toboski1:

Why won't you be glad eh? when you have raped a small girl finish. If the police do not do the needful, iAm coming for you

lol kikikikik wicked!

noblet2:
Bibi never disappoints.

The sky is your starting point dear.

Amen ooo, God bless you

Emzy90:

she did check previous episode

Oshey boo

Eronsammy:
Lord gracious,hope it's nt what am thinking...bibi will kuku nt kill me with hbp..A small boy like me..haaa......bibi123,thanks for the dedication..take peck....*sips kerosene*

Don't finish all the kerosene in the house oo

AyamConfidence:
Bibi mama....excellent update...this story dey burst my brain...if our Naija movies have storylines like this I woulda been a fan

Room089.... FunSly is morphing into reality ooo

lol thanks Confi

dominique:
Funmi and Sly can continue their affair in prison.

Twinkle004:
Aunty Bibi are u 2ru with exam.tnks 4 d update
I can't wait 4 Cecilia 2 pay 4 her sin & I knw Funmi 2 will pay..

Yes I am finally through! Thanks. How are you?

Aitee1:
Now this is the type of update I wanted, thank God she's back


Cc bibijay123

lol thanks i have missed you o

Hardehkehmih:
Wow wow wow...Dis story got me captivated ....God bless u Bibijay123

Thank you, May God bless you too

Funmi didn't deserve to die. I sincerely hope she doesn't. Take finally Is a complete idiot. Wonder why Mabel and Funmi fell for him.
Miss Bibi thank you. Waiting impatiently for the next chapter

Thanks for the subtle mention , Bibi.
I really hope Funmi doesn't die, she can just lose the baby I predict Sly and Funmi getting back together

MzzAmiable:
Bibijay hope you are ok sha... the updates are becoming too slow

I am okay dear,Hw abt you?. I'm sorry about that

bibijay123:


Thank you dear, happy weekend. Tade took it.

OMG! Tade shouldn't have taken the law into his hands.
Funmi should have listened to sly. I pray they both survive.
Happy weekend sis, thanks for the update.

yorhmienerd:
If justice is served right, so many people will be going to jail or will be sentenced to death

Sly- Murder (Annie's mother)
Cecilia- Murder (Plenty wella)
Funmi- Attempted Murder
Tade- Attempted Murder
Annie & Uche- Forging of legal divource papers
Dubem- Dubious dealings

Who will remain to finish the story
I just hope Tade & Funmi survive so justice can be served righ

lol This got me laughing so hard

But Funmi was so dumb to have collected the latte from Tade. She shouldhave stayed at Sly's place and confront him about Dupe when he gets back. I know both she and Tade will survive sha.

bibijay123:

Where have you been dear, ayaff milzed you o
Oya chop kiss

Amazing piece, I can't get enough.

This is the first time i wil feel for funmi please madam bibi don't let her died.. Ladies have nothing but empty brain when it come to love

In all honesty BIBIjay123, this story is more than just a write up, I admire the way each cast interpreted their scripts, how you were able to string the dialogues together making the readers psychologically part of the story...
Weldone my TAKEN sister....
Chop huggs

bibijay123:


lol thanks Confi

you're welcome Bibi

We're having w beach party in Lagos for Nairaland members... You interested??

Bibi plix ah wan to haxk something like a kweshon

Plix thiz story....will hit finish abi his something like q infinity sturvs

So Mabel will be home alone, husband in jail for mere Funmi? Chai

As long as Sly doesn't fall for Funmi or Cecilia, I'm okay.

Clap for yourself m'Lady

bibijay123:

I am okay dear,Hw abt you?. I'm sorry about that

i am good o... tade and funmi shouldnt die o

Ghost mode deactivated....first tmy ov commenting on dis thread nyc writeup...keep it coming bibi

AyamConfidence:
you're welcome Bibi ;

We're having w beach party in Lagos for Nairaland members... You interested??

I am interested but I don't like dramas and I have a feeling there will be lots of it on that day. Besides I have to convince bae to come along too so I can be protected when bottles starts flying

Aunty bibi Weldone and more ink to ur pen and more strength to you also