DON'T CHOKE ME

STORM

What connection do you have with prof. smith I ask for the second time, nothing she replied, Vivian you mean to tell me that I am suffering for nothing, I ask expecting an answer, what do you mean she ask, please just tell me the truth, it will do me so much good I said not knowing if I really wanted to hear the truth or not, Steve I don't understand your question prof. smith is my lecturer same as yours she said, I just can't place my foot on if she is innocent or not, so you are telling you don't go sleeping with prof. smith and who knows Dr. koju as well, what!, Steve!!!, she called out amidst anger and pain, I could literally feel the tears balling down her face, Steve, she called out a bit slower and weaker, instantly I knew I had done something I am going to regret, how can I judge her so quickly I thought, my mouth was too weak to form words, I patiently waited for the bomb shell to drop, Steve!!, she called, this time with a firmer voice, I had never had reasons to have s*x with Any lecturer, even if with reason, I would never give my body so cheaply to anyone let alone prof. smith, so you know, he made advances at me, I rejected, only for you to accuse me of the same act she said, will she be able to forgive me, where the thought that ran through my head, which was cut short by the double beeping sound which indicated the end of a phone call ... I gently drop my phone thinking of ways to best apologies to her, calling her back was never an option, I would not want to face any word from her that will break my heart, I picked up my phone drafted a well constructive message of emotional writing to be sent to her, expecting a reply which I never got.

Time flies with me becoming more and more experience with my online trading, going as far as becoming online tutors with some meager amount of cash, it might be small but when shared with a wide range of student, it becomes enormous, I was nickname by Fred 'lord of trade', with this I was able to gather the professor blocking fee, and cater for my immediate needs, in the case of Vivian and I was never the same again, all my effort to make her see reasons why I acted that way prove abortive,I admitted I was too quick to judge her, all fell on deaf ear, I guess she wanted some time to herself.

Semester exam was in full flesh same with my trading business, a day before my exam, I started trades with some amount of money of about #62,000, given to me by my colleagues in school to help them trade, I was so concentrated on my phone and my trademarks when my door suddenly burst open, jotting me up in fear, with two guys bursting into my room, with one of them putting on face cap, pointing their guns at me, oya give me your phone, one of them bark at me, I quickly handed my phone to him in fear, so you be yahoo boy (so you are a yahoo boy) the other guy shouted at me, followed by consecutive hot slaps landing on my already tearing face, bros please I am not a yahoo boy I cried, begging them to stop the beaten, shut up, weti be this for your phone(what is this on your phone ) he said pointing to my phone, bros is a trading app I manage to say, with my already bleeding nose, you go talk that wan for station (you Will say it when you get to the station) ah you guys are police officers I manage to say in tears, what if we are police officers he said directing the question to no one in particular, start to waka dey go station (start walking to the station ) the other directed, followed by slaps, officer please let's me put on something I pleaded, but instead I was drag out of my room with just a short and singlet, blood streaming down my face, I met with some of my lodge mate already waiting in their hillux van, oga officer I called amidst tears make I off my phone I pleaded, explaining to him I Got an account running online with me losing a huge amount of money, he hissed and left me there, not minding my plea.

We got to the station, met with the D.P.O comming out of his office, sir I quickly draw his attention, please sir talk to your boys, they mistook me for a yahoo boy, and I have exams tomorrow, please sir I beg crying, he just smiled and directed one of his boys to make sure they torture me until I confess, I was thrown in one of the cell containing about 15 boys, with the whole place smelling of urine, two hours later I was remove from my cell to another room, containing ropes hang from the ceiling downward, with some naked wires connected to a socket, and iron plate, those type that burn red,.an electric iron, a bucket of water, a gas cooker, a large table, on it were a pair of scissors, some Pointed sharp object, on seeing these, I began begging the police officer, please sir, I am innocent, I am just a student, shut up he shouted at me, by the time I and my comrades are done with you, you will confess he said with a smack on his face, I was beaten by strip wires, electrocuted, even when I fainted, water would be poured on me, are you a yahoo boy the police officer l asked, no I am a student I weakly reply, my vision becoming blur, at this point I could not raise my arm, I was drag to my cell at the middle of the night, left on the floor, there I kept urinating on my body, could not raise my head nor my arm, the next morning, they continue the same process even when I cry, tears refuse to hear my call, my body betrayed me, I cried to God to save me, no answer came, instead I got more torture, evening came I was carried by two inmate to the torture room, making it two days I have been in the police custody, no access to my phone nor food, the only water I get was from the one poured on me when i fainted, the D.P.O came into the torturing room, saw me tied to the ceiling with my head pointed down, o boy you better talk all your mate done commot from here(your lodge mate have left ) he said , bring him down he commanded, I was brought down, he handed my phone to me, call your parents he said, I tried holding the phone but I couldn't, he notice, and order his boy to hold the phone to my ear, hello mom I manage to say, my son my mom voice echo's out the phone, how are you she ask, mom I am in the police station I said, she burst out in tears, why,how she ask in panic...

watch out for episode 4.....