DON'T CHOKE ME

TACKLED

What the meaning of this. are you trying to bribe an officer of the law, D.P.O bark in anger, sending shock wave to Vivian, but sir you requested for the sum of five hundred thousand naira for my boyfriend to be released she defended, 'are you mad', no! answer me, are you mad, you and who asked for money, oh!! I see.... you have connive with your boyfriend to frame me up, D.P.O argued with thick sweat dripping off his forehead, while the other senior officer: who I later found out to be the inspector of police(IP) watch in amusement as drama unfold. Vivian looked at me with confusion written all over her face, turning back to the D.P.O, I don't understand why the sudden change, she asked, do you know her?, the IP ask, I swear to God, I don't know this lady from Adam, almost kneeling down, followed by swift movement of his finger from the ground to his mouth, I am sure she knew you were coming and decides to tarnish my image, he accused. So you don't know this lady: but earlier on you tag her as his girlfriend, IP said, erm...erm... you know .... she ..she. look like his girlfriend the D.P.O stammered, you know what, I will deal with you later, but right now: I want this boy off that handcuffs and released with immediate effect, yes sir!! D.P.O responded, followed by series of salute, Officer KY what are you waiting for.... D.P.O shouted, do you want me to 'lose my job' he said, I just stood there all this while wondering if really I was to let off the hook .... yes!! sir!! he said releasing me from the hand cuffs with trembling hands. officer KY what are you still waiting for; don't you know your job, is this how you treat criminals, 'sorry' victims he quickly corrected, looking at the IP in fear, turning back to officer KY, common go get his belongings from the counter, yes sir!!, followed by a salute, he ran out returning shortly with my things. passing through my things, my wallet was no were to be me found, where is my wallet? I ask, ooh!! your wallet, he ran back, only to be back with my wallet devoid of my little money, I look at him expecting an answer, rather I meant with fear, praying silently I never said a word. On behalf of the Nigeria police force I am saying very sorry for how you were maltreated the IP said, turning to the D.P.O so you can't apologize to this young man, IP scolded, sorry sir!! .... I .. I... am very sorry for all we have done he apologize, I never waited to hear the rest of the apologies, I just took Vivian by the hand running out of the police station to avoid "stories that touches the heart".Realizing I was only on boxers I quickly brought out a worn out trouser from the bag the police man gave me, Steve you need to see a doctor Vivian advice, I don't need one, even if I do, there is no money for hospital bills I discouraged, I got some money with me she pressed, Vivian no need pressuring me, you and I know that money was borrowed, and thanks for being there for me, stop nah! you are trying to change the topic, your singlet is socked in blood she said almost crying, OK we can visit a pharmacist I suggested, OK she said forcing out a smile.

The walk from the pharmacist to my house: although short, was like a journey in the Libya desert, my head banging with migraine , my Heart racing with each blood pump. Different thought going through my brain, my academics is at the verge of collapsing, absent in six course exams including that of prof smith, my life is a mess. I got home to meet my room in a mess, my bed turn upside down, I am sure this is the hand work of Fred... if only the police were patient enough to allow me lock my door, I would not have met with this mess I lamented in anger, at this point I was angry at the world, nothing in my life made sense anymore, I just lay on the floor while Vivian did the cleaning around me, Steve I am going to my apartment to cook something for you to eat she announce, leaving me with my thought and pain. I brought out my phone only meet hundreds of miss calls from different persons, accompany with tones of life threaten messages, some going as far as telling me to hide forever and never to return, or else I will meet with my doom, I look up to my ceiling with a hole in my heart, what should I do were the thought that crawl through my heart leaving fleet of foot print of pain, only to be brought to life by the beeping of my phone indicating the 'arriver' of a new message, I clicked on the open button to meet the shock of my life, "DON'T KNOW IF YOU ARE STILL IN THE POLICE CUSTODY; MOM IS IN THE HOSPITAL, SHE HAD AN HEART ATTACK ....... tears dripping down my eyes as I read through over and over again, ?? "this earth is not my own"??, was the song ringing in my head, indeed this world is not My own, I don't think I was meant to live in this life and cause pain to others, it better to end my miserable life and save others from being affected by my cursed life, I gently got up, went to the back of the lodge got the rope use in drying cloths, tied it to the fan hook in my room, climbed on a stool ready to end it, once and for all, it would not be a bad idea if I let the world know what made me commit suicide I thought, I got down, put pen to paper ready to pour out my soul to the world .......... lamented in anger, at this point I was angry at the world, nothing in my life made sense anymore, I just lay on the floor while Vivian did the cleaning around me, Steve I am going to my apartment to cook something for you to eat she announce, leaving me with my thought and pain. I brought out my phone only meet hundreds of miss calls from different persons, accompany with tones of life threaten messages, some going as far as telling me to hide forever and never to return, or else I will meet with my doom, I look up to my ceiling with a hole in my heart, what should I do were the thought that crawl through my heart leaving fleet of foot print of pain, only to be brought to life by the beeping of my phone indicating the 'arriver' of a new message, I clicked on the open button to meet the shock of my life, "DON'T KNOW IF YOU ARE STILL IN THE POLICE CUSTODY; MOM IS IN THE HOSPITAL, SHE HAD AN HEART ATTACK ....... tears dripping down my eyes as I read through over and over again, ?? "this earth is not my own"??, was the song ringing in my head, indeed this world is not My own, I don't think I was meant to live in this life and cause pain to others, it better to end my miserable life and save others from being affected by my cursed life, I gently got up, went to the back of the lodge got the rope use in drying cloths, tied it to the fan hook in my room, climbed on a stool ready to end it, once and for all, it would not be a bad idea if I let the world know what made me commit suicide I thought, I got down, put pen to paper ready to pour out my soul to the world ..........

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