Slimmy followed Roy who led him into Gentle’s room, Roy knocked the door thrice but got no reply, he tried to turn the knob and found out that the door was locked just as he had envisaged. He then brought out a bunch of keys out of his pocket, he kept on trying them one after another until he successful opened the door. He proceeded into the room and saw Gentle laying on the bed while Slimmy just entered the room silently.
“Roy which one be your own now, is it because am putting up in your house? You met the door locked, why’d you have to use the spare key to open it” Gentle complained.
“No vex” Said Roy “I will be right back, I want to see someone down the road” Roy excused himself from the room and the whole house, he started walking down the road, down to nowhere exactly. For Roy it’s just like Gentle should have moved out of his apartment already, he needed his space and privacy again. He hadn’t gone far when he saw a pretty lady walking down the street, without thinking twice, he got on her chase.
“Hello” Roy panting heavily after chasing after her.
“Hii” the pretty girl replied nonchalantly.
“I thought they said that the beautiful ones are not yet born” Roy said and the pretty lady reduced her walking speed and gazed at Roy, He felt happy that he had gotten her attention.
“Really?” the pretty girl said with a straight face.
“Yeah, at least that was we were told” Roy replied.
“You mean out of a million pick up lines there is, you had to use the one from Ayi Kwei Armah’s novel”
“Wooow, would you have preferred if I had said No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason” Roy said
“Shakespeare’s As you like it” the pretty girl now looking interested in the conversation as they kept on walking both slowly.
“You are very brilliant hey, are you a genius or what” Roy complimented
“If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men’s cottages princes’ palaces”
“Shakespeare’s Merchant of Venice yeah?”
“Ohh look at you, you ought to be sure” the pretty girl smiling sheepishly now.
“I guess am right then, anyways am glad I got you smiling” Roy.
“Yeah you are right” she replied still smiling.
“My name is Roy”
“And my name is not Roy” said the pretty lady.
“Does this pretty lady have a name then”
“Yeah she does”
“And her name is ?”
“Malia”
“You mean like Malia Obama” Roy teased.
“Not only Obama, it’s Clinton” She teased back.
“So will Malia be my friend?” Roy asked with a sober and appealing look.
“I will only accept to be your friend because of that look on your face” Malia replied.
“Yaaaay, thanks Malia” Roy realised he had walked far away from home. “I have to go back now”
“Okay Mister Roy, it was fun talking with you”
“You don’t want to leave without giving me your number, do you? ” Roy asked.
“Errrmmm, you have to earn that” Malia
“How”
“Recite Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18, without making any mistake”
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee” Roy sighed when he finished.
“080********” Malia called out and Roy punched the numbers into his phone.
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Slimmy walked around the room admiring the beauty of the room
“When all these is over, I will contact who ever decorated this house to come and decorate the mansion” Slimmy said to Gentle who only cast a glance at him before looking away again “Gentle how e go be if we even ask them to paint Host’s picture on the wall you know, just to honour him”. Gentle still said nothing but now stared at Slimmy who was trying to strike a conversation with him.
“Okay let’s talk bro” Slimmy sat down on the bed close to his brother.
“There’s nothing to talk about” Gentle replied.
“Come on bro, just go ahead and ask me anything”
“Do you love her” Gentle asked.
“Errmm I know have never loved before but believe me bro, I love Hadijat” Slimmy replied. Gentle raised his eyebrows as he heard Slimmy say those words, never before has he heard something like that coming out of Slimmy’s mouth.
“But you knew I was having feelings for her and then you still went her ahead to have her” Gentle with a much calmer tone.
“How was I supposed to know that, I asked you couple of times but you never owned up to the fact that you love her or something”
“Have I ever accepted that am in love with any girl that I have had somehow with? come on bro you just decided to turn deaf ears and blind eyes just because you wanted her for yourself” Gentle raising his voice again.
“What do you want me to do now, she already chose me over you and am sure she will make the same decision a thousand more times if need be”
“Really? So you think you are better than me right? ” Gentle now shouting.
“I didn’t mean it that way bro”
“So how do you mean it then”
“Gentle calm down and let’s talk this through”
“You know what? Just leave right now”
“Gentle I…….”
“Slimmy leave, right now” Gentle roared. Slimmy didn’t want the tension to get higher than it is, he decided to leave. As soon as Gentle saw Slimmy drive off, he picked up his phone and dialled a number on it, waited some seconds before the call was connected.
“Hello Rough, he truly is in love with Hadijat” Said Gentle….
Episode 41
“Slim!” Roy waved down Slimmy’s car. Slimmy slowly pulled over to the side and Roy turned back to meet him.
“How did it go?” Roy questioned.
Slimmy sighed and bit his lips before answering, “not too well, Gentle was not ready to listen”
“Eeyah,” Roy heaved a sigh of frustration, partly for Slimmy’s troubles and more for himself who would still have to harbour Gentle in the house. “Well, maybe he needs some time.” Roy added with a shrug.
“I don’t even know what he needs, Gentle is gentle and not as hard as this.” Slimmy said.
“Like I said time will solve it, you know matters of the heart may not be that easy sometimes” Roy said and gently patted Slimmy on the arm, the part of Slimmy’s cloth on his arm rolled up displaying a small Arch Angels tatoo drawn on it. That got Roy and he finally remembered that he was discussing with the leader of the Arch Angels, the fear and reverence returned into his heart. He made a space between himself and the car by taking two steps backward. Slimmy noticed his change in countenance.
“Hey Homey, what’s up?” Slimmy asked with a big smile forming on his face. “Is it this?” He asked, covering back the tatoo. “Fear fear boy.” He said and started the car engine. “Don’t worry, Slimmy is not a bad boy, he only becomes bad to the bad boys.” He shouted before driving off.
Roy stood motionless for a while as he watched Slimmy drive away until he heard a familiar voice calling his name.
“Bro Roy,” he turned towards the direction as he heard the voice call in a pleasant tone. It was Angela, the pretty chick who was always coming to invite him for church services.
“Sister Angela,” Bro Roy replied back pleasantly, trying his best to sound in an “holy brother manner”.
“Good evening sir,” Sister Angela greeted with a broad smile.
“Good evening sister,” Roy replied, feeding his eyes on her body from her head to toe. Although she wasn’t putting on a revealing outfit but the eyes of his mind could penetrate her clothes and see what was laying behind. He started comparing Angela’s beauty with Malia’s, the girl which he just met about an hour ago.
“There’s service this evening by 5pm.”
“Ehen,” Roy squeezed his face and scratched his head. “And what is my concern with the service now?” He wanted to ask but kept it to himself. “I thought it was a leaders meeting that you people have today na?” Roy questioned Angela.
“No, it’s Bible study and it’ll just lasts for an hour.”
“Ehen, but ermm… You said you were going to come follow up on me this week, what happened na?” Roy tried to shift the topic of discussion.
“I should have visited you on Monday but the brother who wanted to accompany me had an emergency to attend to.”
“You wanted to visit me with a brother?” Roy asked, the frown on his face showed his disappointment.
“Yes,” Angela replied, “he’s a very wonderful brother, you’ll like him when you meet him.”
“Oh no, Angela.” Roy objected, wiggling his head. “You know I don’t like all those mean looking usher guys, they never let me sleep off during services.”
“See you… Why should you sleep off during service too? Did you come to sleep in church?” She questioned, looking at him like a small boy who needs discipline. “The ushers are not mean people, they are only helping you to fulfill the purpose of your coming by making sure that you stay awake all through the service.”
“But why is it only the ushering guys that comes to me? Why don’t the ladies ever come?” Roy asked with a serious look on his face, forgetting that he was talking to his crush.
Angela stared at him without replying, she shook her head and sighed.
“No o, sister Angela, it’s not what you’re thinking oh! It’s just that I believe that their hands would be softer when they try to wake me up. My bones are aching from the pokes and jabs of those guys.”
“They are all trained ushers and none of them would wake you up with a poke or jab.” Angela argued.
Roy sighed, he knew he was never going win the argument. “I just don’t like those guys.”
“Well, the person I wanted to come with is not even an usher, he’s a chorister.”
“Ermm… Do you have to wait for him to be ready?”
“No, but if I must visit you. It must be on a day I’m sure you’re at home.”
“Come on, right now, I’m at home.” Roy eyeballs widened as he tried to lure her. “My house is just a stone’s throw from this place. You can convert this coincidence into visitation.”
“No, we have to… Oh God!” She exclaimed after taking a glance at her wristwatch. “It’s six minutes to five already.”
“Okay,” Roy said and began to walk slowly away, trying to evade her request for him to come to church. A figure suddenly appeared at his front of nowhere, it was Malia, the girl he met earlier.
“Come on brother Roy, let’s go to church first.” Malia said with a wink.
Roy turned to look at Angela’s face, then Malia’s, giving them an accusing look as if they both planned to double cross him.
“Are you a member of the church too?” Angela asked Malia.
“Yes but I just joined, Malia replied with a smile. “I want to pick someone from that house.” Malia said pointing to a fenced compound a few metres away. “Make sure brother Roy goes with you.”
“Okay,” Angela said and waved Malia bye. She held Roy by the hand and drew him back. “Brother Roy, your dress is good enough, there’s no need to go home and change.”
“I’m going home to do something else not to change,” Roy stuttered.
“And does that mean you won’t be in church today?” Angela queried.
“I will come and join you later,” Roy said.
“No, you can’t come later. It’s a short meeting, let’s go now.” Angela insisted and began to pull him along with her, the fingers of her palm intertwined with his as they went.
He scratched his head and continued to follow in confusion. He was enjoying the fact that she was pulling him now and her body was very close to his, although he didn’t feel like going for the meeting. He took a glance at the direction which Malia took and let out a deep breath.
~~
After speaking with Rough, Gentle began to pace around the living room slowly, thinking of the next step to take. He was now sure that Slimmy was in love with Hadijat but he was still angry with Slimmy and unwilling to return to the Arch Angel’s mansion yet. For some reason, he began to reminisce about the past.
He recalled his younger days with Slimmy as primary school students. How simple life was and how close they were. He remembered how people used to shower then gifts when they found out that they were a twin. He recalled their secondary school days too, the years of their sports and entertainment victories, they achieved more in sports, girls and games more than they did in their academics. Then he recalled their early university days as normal guys with Fabio and Roy, life was less complicated until they joined the Angels.
He also remembered how he met with Hadijat, that slap she had dished out to him, how Slimmy was pained by his ordeal and wanted to take her life immediately if not for his pleas, now it was the same girl who had come in between them.
~~
Three men wearing an all black attire stepped into Fabio’s compound through the gate, they began to march forward towards Roy’s door. Tied around their elbows and foreheads were handkerchiefs which showed the white Tigers symbol.
“The dude is home alone, let’s drain out life from him like a dog.” The one who seemed to be the leader of the group whispered to the others as they got to the entrance. They hid their weapons in their back pockets and knocked on the door.
“Roy?” Gentle called from inside the house. He proceeded to open the door immediately, wanting to quarrel with Roy for setting him up with Slimmy. “Guy you mess up today, big time!” He said as he got to the door and began to unlock it with the key.
Episode 42
“Roy?” Gentle called from inside the house. He proceeded to open the door immediately, wanting to quarrel with Roy for setting him up with Slimmy. “Guy you mess up today, big time!” He said as he got to the door and began to unlock it with the key.
Something striked his mind the moment he was about to completely unlock the door, he remembered Roy using the bunch of keys in his hands to open the door to the room for him and Slimmy, he must still have the bunch of keys with him and moreover, Roy doesn’t go out without his spare key. He then decided to remove the key to peep through the the key hole, he didn’t get to see much because the keyhole was very tiny but he saw 3 figures wearing black trousers.
“Roy, I got the wrong keys” He said as calm as he could in order not to arouse any suspicion from the intruders “Am coming, let me get the key in the room”.
He tiptoed to the room and brought out his phone and dialled Roy’s number.
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After much persuasion, Roy had no choice but to follow Angela to church and moreover Malia said she was always going to be in the church, it will be a better opportunity to get close to her . They held each other’s hands as they walked on the road that leads to the church, they held each others hands with different motives. Angela held his hand thinking they were like brothers and sisters in the Lord, Roy held her hand to get sensation and also to tickle her palms at interval.
They were just a pole away from the church when Roy’s phone started ringing, he quickly brought out the phone and clicked on the receive button.
“Hello Gentle, I know you must be angry with me right now”
“Roy where are you”
“I am, errmmm, I am going to church” Roy stuttered thinking Gentle was going to mockery of him.
“Get a hold of my brother right now, I am under attack”
“What, how, where” Roy started shivering.
“They are at your door right now, I can’t keep them out for so long, please act fast” Gentle replied.
“Okay Okay” Roy ended the call and started calling Slimmy’s number.
“What’s wrong, why are you fidgeting?” Angela asked but got no reply from Roy who was visibly shaking.
“Hello Slimmy” Roy said with a trembling voice.
“Fear fear boy, how far na” Slimmy asked teasingly.
“Slimmy, Gentle just called me ooh, he said he is under an attack”
“Attack” Slimmy screamed “Who are they, how many of them, where are they”
“At my house, I don’t know how many of them there is” Roy replied now trembling more and more.
“Where are you Roy”
“Am at church”
“Alright” Slimmy could hear the noise of loudspeaker in the background so he had no reason to doubt him “Just stay where you, don’t go to your place” Slimmy Ordered and terminated the call.
“What’s all these things you are saying” Angela asked on top of her voice.
“You won’t understand Angela”
“Then make me understand, Brother Roy are you a cultist”
“Of course not” Roy snapped back.
“Who then is attacking who”
“It’s my friend that is been attacked, he is a cultist”
“You have a cultist under your roof Brother Roy” Angela still screamed on top of her voice.
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“I hope you brought that gun we smuggled from the tigers” One of the guys standing in front of door asked.
“Yes boss, I got it here” the second one replied.
“Good” the first one nodded his head.
“Boss, is this guy not talking too long” the third guy whispered.
They knocked the door a couple more times and when they got no reply, they decided to bring down the door.
Gentle could hear them banging the door heavily from inside the kitchen, now he began to regret not bringing his gun along to Roy’s house just because he thought Roy might not like the idea of him having a gun under his roof and also because he believed that peace had taken over between them and their major rivals The white tigers. He started searching round the kitchen and eventually he found a table knife and a wooden turning stick, he hid the knife behind his trousers and the turning stick under his shirt at the front. Then be began to proceed back to the living room.
He carried the centre table gently and went to place it in front of the door, then he returned and hid himself behind the three seater sofa where he could take the attackers by surprise.
He had faced worse odds and had managed to escape but he didn’t escape all by himself, he had his brother’s support then. At that moment he started reminiscing the countless attacks he had done with his Brother, countless lives they have both taken, he remembered a whole lot of things they have done together, how they have boasted right from childhood that nothing will ever come in between them. Now here they are, just a little misunderstanding with a girl and they couldn’t even stick together anymore. He started regretting a lot of his actions, he shouldn’t have moved out of the mansion, he should have reconciled with Slimmy when he came earlier in the day. He should have done a lot of things in a much better way, he was still deep in reminiscing when he saw the door cracked, with one more kick to the door, the door will give way, he stayed on his knees with the knife in his hand well held and the turning stick on the floor, he was ready to attack.
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Slimmy who was about having sex with Hadijat when Roy called him, he didn’t bother putting on a shirt before rushing to get his car keys and driving out leaving Hadijat in bewilderment because Slimmy didn’t tell her what was happening, all he knew was that there is a problem.
Slimmy rode as fast as he could, cladded in only a camouflage three quarter short. He brought out his phone and dialled Nazaretha’s number.
“Hello Nazaretha”
“Boss”
“Gather everyone you can and every weapon you can, meet me at Roy’s house immediately” He ordered and terminated the call without waiting for a reply from Nazaretha. Slimmy drove like a mad man that he was at that very moment, at that moment he was mad with rage because merely thinking of his brother dying was making him go mad, if his brother should go down then he will never forgive himself.
Episode 43
Gentle could see six legs enter into the house. He held his breath as they spread out quietly in different directions, one of them was coming in his direction. He tightened his grip on the knife handle and positioned himself for the person approaching.
Just in front of the sofa, the person stopped and turned back, there was a pause in their movements. Gentle could hear them mumbling some words to each other but he couldn’t make out what was being said.
“The guy must be somewhere around, maybe he’s gone through the backdoor.” An unrecognized voice finally spoke loud. There was quietness for some minutes and their movements began again.
From where Gentle was, he saw someone enter into the corridor between the rooms. He rubbed his eyes with his palms to be sure of what he was seeing. He recognized the back view of the person. “No, it can’t be.” He argued in his heart.
Then he heard the footsteps approaching his direction again. He was waiting patiently for the person to stop in front of him but he ran out of luck. His phone rang.
~~~
“Stop screaming!” Roy shouted at Angela in a command tone. “I’m the one who has a cultist in his house and not you.”
“What if he dies in your house, you’ll be in trouble with the school authorities and you may be rusticated.” Angela voiced out her fears.
“He can’t die in my house,” Roy stated, trying as much as possible to look bold.
“But what if he kills somebody in your house?” Angela pestered on.
Roy turned away, backing Angela now as he had no answer to her last question. He was greatly afraid and trembling all over but he still tried to put up a bold face.
“But why do you have to harbour a cultist in your house when you know that it is against the school rules?” Angela asked another question, this time with less pressure in her voice.
Roy turned back and faced her, staring at her face like a confused person who needed help, which was exactly what he was at that moment. “But what was I supposed to do?” He asked in a soft voice. “I couldn’t have sent him away or refused to help him, he’s like a brother to me. You know, I’m trying to really be born again but when I have people like that around me, I don’t think that would be possible soon.”
“No, don’t talk like that,” Angela cautioned him in a calm tone. She placed her left hand on his shoulder, “you could be changed completely and even that person could be changed too.”
“Hehe,” Roy gave a short unfunny laugh and then looked into Angela’s eyes with a doubting smile. “Gentle can never change, not even now that his twin is the leader of the cult and he’s like the second in command.”
“Are you serious?” Angela widened her eyes in surprise, taking off her hand from his shoulder. “You’re actually hosting the second in command of a cult group in your house?”
“What did you expect me to do?” Roy asked and shined his eyes at her before turning away. “I should have refused to help him? Wouldn’t that have put me in trouble with his hand m group?” With that Roy began to walk away with slow steps.
“And where are you going to now?” Angela asked with her hands on her waist.
“I’m going home of course,” Roy answered with looking back.
“To do what? I thought you said your house was under attack.” She began to follow after him.
“Yes, it’s my house. I still have to settle whatever is there?”
“But you can’t go and face the cultists, what if their fight gets bloody, you’ll be injured.” Angela with her faster steps overtook him and stopped at his front.
“Angela… Sorry, sister Angela.” Roy rubbed his face with his palm. “A man only dies once, let me go and face my challenge.”
“No, you can’t turn back now that we’re close to the church gate. Let’s go to church,” Angela placed her hands on his shoulder and tried to turn him back.
“No, don’t let me cause problems for you and the church.” Roy tried to resist.
“No, you can’t cause problems for us in church. It’s a place of solution,” Angela replied and succeeded in turning him back. “I’m sure you can’t return home after the meeting, it’ll still be dangerous. We’ll look for somewhere for you to stay.”
~~
“Sh*t!” Slimmy cursed aloud in his car as he continued to push the horn aggressively. He was stuck in a long line of traffic. The return Lane which he had used not too long ago was traffic free.
Slimmy took out his phone in a hurry and dialed Nazaretha phone number. “Where the hell are you?” He shouted into the phone.
“I’m stuck in a crazy traffic jam,” Nazaretha replied with the same note of frustration in his voice. “The place is still far from where I am, I should have dropped to walk down.”
“F**k! What about Kong?”
“Boss, you sent Kong an errand out of town.”
“Yeah, isn’t he back yet?”
“I don’t know, he didn’t take his phone along”
“Okay, just do everything possible to get there quickly.” Slimmy cut the call and flung the phone to the passenger’s side. He ran his fingers into his hair in frustration, then an idea popped up in his heart. He picked up the phone and dialed OJ’s number. It rang for the first thirty seconds and it was unanswered. He tried a second and third time too but it was still not answered.
He pushed the horn in frustration again, other drivers began to stare at him in surprise as he was too impatient when it was obvious there was no movement of cars at all. Slimmy finally killed the car engine and stepped out. He locked the doors and began to jog forward, looking for a bike to snatch.
~~~
The man who entered the corridor finally turned and saw Gentle where he was hiding. The other two enemies also came forward with their guns pointed at Gentle.
Gentle stood up slowly in great awe as he stared at the faces before him. He couldn’t believe what his eyes were seeing.
…to be continued
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