Do you know that you can't smile while breathing?

Just kidding! Wanted you to smile 😊.

She was possessed.

Definitely, no other way to put than the fact that she has been possessed.

Which human being zone out five times in less than two hours?

Definitely Digiola.

Demmie could sense that something was wrong with his best friend from the way she has been acting awfully strange and her constant zoning out. While he was in class, he couldn't help but trail his thought to her. Something was definitely up with her. Something he had no idea of. That was why the first he did when the sound of the closing bell rung was to go to her class and as usual, he met her lost in thought.

"Diggie!" he screamed to her face, nothing that she didn't jolt. He screamed once more.

"damn!" zoning out again

"are you possessed. Not like that oo but you've been awfully strange today." Demmie said.

"what's today date?" she asked.

You see what I'm saying?

"you can see, I'm asking you what's wrong. You're asking me for today's date. Are you sure nothing is wrong. I'm worried."

"please, Demmie cut the crap and tell me the date." she cautioned. "Infact, don't worry." she said as she retrieved her jotter calender. She took a glance at the date. It was no wonder why she had those thoughts. The beginning of when it all happened.

"I'm scared, you're crying." the voice of her best friend jolted her from her thoughts.

Wait! Crying?

Oh my what?!

That was when she felt the liquid on her cheeks. Heck! She wasn't supposed to cry. Grabbing her handkerchief from her pocket, she wiped the tears.

" what happened nau. Talk to me." Demmie begged.

What happened? You want to know.

Flashback

"mommy, can I ask a question?" the seven year old whined.

"yes, cutie." her mother replied as she poured a cup of water and gulped.

"okay mummy," she hesitated for a little while before she popped the question. "What is sex?"

Her mother spat her water out. What kind of question was her daughter asking and most importantly why?

"why are you asking? "

"nothing momma but......." she attempted to say but the loud voice of her mother caught her off.

"THIS CHILD HAS KILLED ME O." she screamed. "How, where, who, when." she yelled.

The little girl shivered under the tone her mother use. She had no idea why are mother was making a mountain out of her molehill. To her, it was supposed a harmless question.

"are you mad?" her mother screamed to her face. "you want to kill me, when I did not kill my mother. Who told you that question, infact where did you hear that word from."

"no...noth....from TV.." the little girl shivered.

"if you ever ask me such question again, you'll see what I'll do to you. You want to start turning to ashewo. Let me see you watching TV again. Get out of my sight, my friend." her mother yelled.

The little went to her room and grabbed her pillow, spilling her tears into it. She had no idea why her mum shouted like that. If her mum wasn't going to give her the answer, then she had another source she could get herself.

And that was what ruined her.

Flashback ends.

"DIGIOLA," Demmie screamed when he noticed she had zoned out. Again.

Crap.

"Demilade, please just free me. I need sometime to get my shit back together." she stood up as she picked up her school bag and left without a response. "good bye, we'll see on whatsapp."

"that's a first." Demmie mumbled.

*******

As she stepped into the school open space. She could sight her driver standing beside the car. She had specifically instructed him to come early. She went over to where he was and mumbled a greeting to him which the latter replied.

She got into the car, brought out her phone and tuned her music app as she played Conversation in the dark by John Legend while allowing her mind to drift far off.

"start moving." she instructed the driver.

watching movies we've both already seen..... Ain't even looking at the screen it's you.... Got my eyes on you.

********
"I'm warning you, leave me alone." the little girl cautioned at the boy.

"sowey nau, I'll give you my bobo." the boy replied.

"I don't want your bobo, my mommy can buy plenty bobo for me."

The little boy placed his hands on her head as he kept on muttering sorry to her.

"oya, lemme, I've heard." she replied, already frustrated. "can I ask you a question?" she asked.

The boy nodded in affirmation.

"what is sex?" she asked. "when I ask my mummy. She shout on me."

"I ask my mommy before and she tell me that sex is when a boy and a girl sleep and play with each other when they did not put on any clothes. For example, she tell me that it's what her and my daddy use to do in the night and it is what gave birth to me." he replied.

"ahhh!! So if I remove my clothes and you remove your clothes and we sleep on each other. Shey that one is sex?" she inquired.

"mba oo, my mummy tell me that it is when they remove their clothes and they play with each other like touching their breast or lying on top." the boy expantiated.

"so your mummy tell you all this and when I ask my mummy, she shout on me and even call me ashewo."

"Ehya! My own mommy tell me and I know it sef. She say that it's better I know all this things from small. It was what aunty Jane and gateman use to do." he replied. "should we go and watch them in the window." he asked.

"no, let's what for Kyra and her friends. Her mommy tell my mommy that they'll come here today." the girl replied.

On cue, the sound of the doorbell rung. They both ran over to door and opened it to reveal their friends.

"Kyra," the girl shrieked as she let out a bone crushing hug to her.

The 5 youngsters all hugged themselves. Their nannies had to go to the supermarket to get some stuffs for them while their drivers were no where to be seen. Leaving them all alone together.

"let's play game." one of them squealed.

"yes, let's play Mr. Macaroni." one of them suggested.

"no, let's play sandalili."

"no, let's play who is the garden." the little girl squealed.

"that one is for babies, let's play mommy and daddy." the little boy suggested.

They all seemed to agree with it as they each nodded.

"me and Ola will be mommy and daddy and the remaining of you will be our children."

" yes."

*******

If she could go back in time or if she had known what the outcome will be. She wouldn't have done it, she wouldn't have even agreed! Such a not-so innocent game like that left a huge stain on her.

Had she known.....

"madam, we don reach oo." the driver announced.

She glanced as she noticed the surrounding. What was she doing here? She wasn't supposed to be here.

"I'm not going to Lekki ni?" she questioned.

"no, small madam. Your papa tell me say, he get conference and him go last reach one week." he replied.

"take me home." she commanded. "and don't tell give me all crap. I ain't visting no one."

The driver took a deep breath, he knew that such was going to happen. One thing he knew best was that he definitely had some question to answer to.

******

The first thing that welcomed him as he stepped into the living room was the aroma of Jollof rice.

Aunty Tasha at work.

"welcome back, Demilade." the plump middle aged woman greeted.

"Thank you aunty, is my mum around." he asked as he flinged his bag on the nearest sofa.

"your father said she'll be back tomorrow. Your father is around though." she replied.

Who cares?

"okay, no problem. I'll be in my room."

"Demilade.... "

What nau!?

"pick up your school your bag."

"of course." he replied as he grabbed it.

As soon as he reached his room, the first he did was to flung on his bed and bring out his phone. Even though he didn't want to admit it. He low-key missed those pickups lines that the annoymous admirer sent to him. Too bad, he had blocked her. A silly thought crept to his mind as he smiled.

It wouldn't hurt to play a little, right?

He went over to his whatsapp to execute his plan. She was the right person for the job.

If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing 😍.

He took a deep breath as she clicked on the send button, waiting for a reply, since she was online.

Three seconds....

Five seconds......

Okay, give up!!

He undressed his uniform, leaving him in only his singlet and shorts and was about going into the bathroom when the sound of a new message stopped him. Hurriedly, he went over to where he placed his phone.

She has replied!!

Fav Pest 😩💖💖
Lame!! Lame!! I repeat super lame!

Nobody woos a girl with such lines.
It's old-fashioned and just lame! Try something like; "you're so hot, I'll need a extra air-conditioner.😩
Try again 😏.

Demmie couldn't help but burst into laughter. How do people think of this things. Another silly line came to his mind as he smiled. Doesn't hurt to try.

Is your name Alice.... Let me be your wonderland 😍.

Fav Pest 😩💖💖
I can't laugh 😑.... No girl will accept you with these lame lines. Think of a better one jor. Two more chances Oga.
Lemme drop mine. Hey tie your shoe lace! I don't want you falling for anyone else 😩

Lemme think of a quick one Uhmm....

Are you a parking ticket cuz you have FINE written all over you. 😄

Fav Pest 😩💖💖
You're coming up.....unfortunately my brain is blank already and I have tons of work to do. 💅bye-bye.

Silly girl!!

Did we have class together. I'm sure we had some sort of chemistry😏.

He clicked on the send button and waited for a while.

No reply......

One more minute......

No reply......

He went over to the bathroom and took a quick bath. Lunch was waiting for him. Coming out of the bathroom, he freshened up and got dressed it in a grey hoodie and short. He was good to go. He went to check his phone to see if she had replied.

Finally!

Fav Pest 😩💖💖
Nah! I'm an art student. So we definitely had history! Your lines are too lame! Tell Oga to teach you and don't ever send me these again! 😑

Crazy girl!!

Even from the stairs, the aroma of the Jollof rice hit his nose. He couldn't wait to dig into it. As she approached the dining room, he saw his father seated with a newspaper in his hand, unaware of his presence.

They'll nur use newspaper to kee someone.

"Good Afternoon Sir." he greeted as he sat on one of the dinning seat.

"go to the kitchen and tell Natasha to give you the Chivita drink." his father said, ignoring his greeting.

Demilade stood up from the seat and made his way to the kitchen area. He could see Aunt Tasha wincing in pain.

What's wrong!!?

He went over to where she was when something caught his eye.

Blood!

It happened like a flash. He felt his chest getting tighter as he struggled to breath. Dizziness should be the word to describe it, his eyes were closing at his own will as his memory replayed something he had tried to bury. A certain image of a woman.

This is it.....

"be strong." that was the last he heard before everything turned black.

********

The doctor shook his head and he placed a stethoscope on the boy chest region.

Perfect.

Taking a look at the boy, he turned to his father who had a worried look on his face.

"Your son is alright, he just had a bit of an attack. I've given him a sedative to knock him out for a while." the doctor said.

"Thank you, thank you so much." he beamed at the doctor.

"we thank God and Sir, if I may add. It's best your son sees a psychologist. His condition seems to be worse." the doctor added. "is own is not that much of a serious case though. Some even get triggered from seeing their own blood or seeing it in a movie or even......"

"it's okay, doctor. I've heard, I'll think about it." the father cut him off.

The doctor let out a smile. His father didn't really know the gravity of his case. " I am not specialized in that aspect, so I can't really say much Sir. I really hope you think about it Sir and I hope you do it quick. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"I've heard Doctor, I'll get back to you." the father snapped.

"Yea, no problem. I'll send a personal nurse from here when I get back to the hospital. I hope you reconsider it though and I'll suggest that you take the help to the hospital. It seems absurd that a knife cut on her hand will cause a lot of blood." the doctor said as he packed all what he had brought along. Taking a last look at the boy and his father, he beamed. "Good bye Sir, the nurse will be here soon." he said as he walked past through the door.

His father took a glance at the sleeping boy. He was glad nothing had happened. He couldn't even bare to think of it. His mind trailed over to his earlier discussion with the doctor. He shook his head as the thought of taking his son for therapy crossed his mind.

It is just hemophobia, easy to snap out of.

********

"mummy, I'm very sure, I'd score more than an average." Layo beamed at her mother.

" that's my baby." her mother said. "how will a teacher organize test second day of resumption sef." she inquired.

"as in, unexpected test masef. Commerce for that matter, unexpected commerce test. Some teachers will not make heaven."

"that's too much nau." her mother cautioned. "it's all for the best, anyways I'm proud of you but I'll be more proud when I see the test script though."

"of course mommy, I'm super sure I'll get more than ten marks. The question was too simple and it was even ss1 question sef. I revised it on that Monday that I did not go to school. The funniest part is that our commerce teacher said that he's going to his our score as our first C.A test." she squealed.

Ss2 issa goal!!

Her mother kissed her forehead in appreciation. "if you continue like this, then they'll be no course to repeat."

"yeap."

"Go and change into your house wear and use your phone to call your sister. Let her come home from the friend's house she said she's going too."

"okay, mum." Layo replied.

She jogged towards her room and did a landing on her bed. She was so happy! Finally, she was improving in her grades. Finally! She would prove to her father that she's not a failure.

She retrieved her maths textbook from her school bag.

Assignment, 2nd day of resumption fa!

A piece of paper fell as she brought out her maths textbook. Quickly, she picked it up and her eyes almost popped out as she saw what was in the paper.

Wait! What

She rubbed her eyes, hoping it was a dream or an illusion. But who was she kidding, it was real. It was no dream or illusion. Just when she thought nothing to go wrong, everything started taking a wrong turn.

What is my commerce script doing in my bag!!?!

It's all crumbling when it has not even started.

A/N

That's a wrap 😅.

Poor Layo 😥😥. After everything. Just so you know, that was coined from a real event. I know someone who forgot to submit her physics exam objective sheet. Not like she forgot though, but she mistook. She unintentionally packed her objective script with her question paper and boom!!  Only for her to see her objective shading sheet when she got home.

About that little boy and girl 😂 hehe! Who do you think was right in the way they explained the definition? The little girl mother cautioned and shut her up. The boy's mother gave him an advanced definition.

If as a mother, your 7 year old should ask you definition of sex. How would you react or better still, what will you be reply?

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