This chapter is unedited so you're free to point out any grammatical error. Also, I would be translating the pidgin English in the inline comments section so check it if you need to.

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"Jesu."

I watch as my baker look alike stares right back at me wide-eyed. She had tears on her face but I could care less about that right now. I was staring right back at...me.

"Wh-what? Who are you? What are you?" She struggles with her words as she reaches out to my face. Not happening. I slap her hand away.

"Oww." She screams out in pain. Why did she want to touch me? She's obviously poor and she looks dirty. I can't let her touch me.

Speaking of dirty things, I was still on this disgusting floor.

I stand up immediately and she mirrors my movement. My God, this is so weird.

I stare at her intently. I couldn't find anything that could tell us apart. She was...me.

"Who are you?" She asks with trembling lips. "You look like me." She says.

Well, duh.

She reaches out to my face again.

"Don't touch me." I make to slap her hand away one more time but she retracts it just in time.

My phone!!

I suddenly remember the bastard I was chasing.

"Stay here, don't move." I tell the girl who was still looking at me weirdly.

I run fast, in hopes of catching that damned thief.

"Heii watch where you're going o." I hear someone scream. I turn to come face to face with a speeding car. I feel the hard vehicle collide with me and immediately, blackness surrounds me.

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Kene's Pov

"Heii watch where you're going o." I scream after finally finding my voice. I watch as the speeding car collides with her.

I scream and run to her fast.

"Help me. Please somebody help me." I scream at the passersby. They just stand there looking at us on the floor. Are these people daft or what?

"Help me nau. Help me, stop looking and help me!!" I yell. No one is doing anything so I stand up to look for help myself. I walk out of the market towards the main road when a middle aged man runs towards me.

"Small madam. Ah small madam I don dey look for you since nau. You talk say you no go stay long nau." He rants to me looking very agitated.

The mad people in this area are just increasing daily. One even poured water on me last week. What's all this?

I walk back carefully, noticing that he's still following me.

My pace increases and his pace does too. Before I know it, I'm running as fast as I can with him right behind me. What kind of day is this, God? First my brother and best friend did what they did, then I get confronted by a girl that looks just like me, now I'm getting chased by a mad man. God, why?

I look back at the mad man still chasing me and the tears flowed freely on my face. I was scared and frustrated.

"Small madam, wait na." I hear the mad man scream after me. He was getting too close and I was getting more tired. I should really start working out.

"Small madam. Wetin dey do you nau Walahi, oga go fire me o." He finally catches up to me and traps me in his clutches.

He easily carries me over his shoulder and takes me to God knows where. I struggle against his strong frame to no avail.

Well I guess this is it.

This is how my life is going to end. I'm going to get kidnapped by a mad man and he's going to use me as one of his play toys. No one will ever find me because I'd be buried under the layers of trash he calls home.

I feel him put me down finally.

"Small madam, I no know wetin do you but abeg madam no follow dey do this kind play again. Madam I no like am at all." He says dragging the last word. I look around at where we were. We were in front of somebody's car. A very beautiful car might I add. We hardly ever saw this kind of cars around. I wonder who owned it.

"Madam you dey hear wetin I dey talk? Oya enter make we go." I looked back at the man again. He looked surprisingly clean for a mad man. He didn't wear tattered clothes and his words were organized even if they were in pidgin.

Maybe he's not mad sef.

"Who are you sir?" I ask carefully. He looks at me for a second and then laughs, saying something in Yoruba. I couldn't make it out.

"Enter car fast madam. Time don go." He says after laughing. I stay rooted to the spot.

"Small madam, answer me nau." He says, grumbling. I still don't move. His phone rings and he starts to tremble.

"Oga don dey call me o. Ah mo ti ku." He surprises me by opening the car I was oogling at and pushing me inside.

"Leave me alone please. I'm begging you please, I want to go home." I scream, crying hard. I bang the windows and try to signal to people outside but the glasses were tinted. I'm dead.

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Joseph's Pov

"Are you happy now?" I say to Bolaji. It's her fault all this is happening. I told her I wasn't interested in this stupid relationship but no, she doesn't understand English. Any small thing she'll be kissing me. Is it by force?

Looking at her, I remember the pictures she sent me. I was going through my Facebook feed innocently when I got the pictures from her. I opened them and first saw her small boobs. The picture was not even clear. The whole thing just ruined my mood yesterday.

I called her this afternoon to sort things out,she started kissing me and boom my sister caught us.

"Didn't you hear when she called me a whore? Why are you shouting at me? She deserved the slap."

Lord please give me patience.

I turn around and go in search of my sister. I needed to apologize and explain things to her.

I quickly get into a tricycle, leaving Bolaji to talk to herself.

On the way home, I come across a large gathering. My curiosity gets the better of me and I push my way to the center of the crowd.

A girl laid still on the floor unconscious. Please God, let this not be who I think. My prayers seem to have been ignored as the person looks more and more familiar.

"Jesus, Nene." I scream as I rush to her side.

I lift her up immediately. God please, no.

"Please, help me. Sir please, help me, she's my sister, sir please." I cry to a random man. He looks on me with pity, and helps me hail a taxi. We go straight to the nearest hospital. Please, God, don't let my sister die.

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