Yesterday was the worst day of my life. It was terrible. It all happened in a blur. One minute I was standing beside Princess's dead body, the next minute I was being carted away to the police station.
I had no idea what was going on. I kept screaming it wasn't me, that I met her like that, but no one paid me any attention. The policeman in charge of the case kept saying something that sounds like
'Oloribruku' or something like that. I didn't know the meaning but I was sure it was bad.
I was put in jail straight up, no formalities, they didn't even write a statement. I hadn't eaten anything since morning but that was the least of my worries. My cell mates didn't bother me. Maybe because I was
considered the worst of them all.
I stayed in peace thinking about my life, and what I would have done to God to deserve this ill treatment.
How did I get here? What did I do wrong? Where would I go from here? How do I get out of here? This questions bothered me until I fell into a fitful sleep.
I woke up today without hope. Knowing my life has ended before it even started. I was disoriented, disorganized. Terribly Ill. I begged the Warden to give me water, that my throat was parched, he didn't even
look at me.
I kept quiet, tired of shouting and thinking. I decided to sleep again and someone tapped me on my shoulder.
'wake up, murderer, person dey find you' it was the warden. I stood up sluggishly, tired to the bone, wondering what was next.
He took me to the counter, standing beside the DPO was a young man, he smiled when I walked in so I became relaxed. Then the DPO said that the young
man was here to bail me. He asks me if I knew the guy and I said the first name that popped into my head: Abuchi.
Abuchi smiled wider, happy that I could remember his name, signed the papers and brought out lots of notes from his pocket, he counted a certain amount
and gave to the DPO. Then he walked me to his car.
8pm
I wake up in a hospital bed, slightly confused. There is food beside my table, I sit up slowly and notice an injection fastened to my hand. I want to eat but I
can't seem to grab the food. I finally give up and decide to lie back. I'm slightly uncomfortable because of the drip so I try out different positions and then the door opens and Abuchi walks in. And I remember. Everything.
It comes like a slide show, my name: Nkechi, my coming to Lagos from Owerri, my boyfriend Tony, the party, seeing Tony and Abuchi together in the rest room, the apology, the forgetfulness in between. I
remember everything to why I'm in the hospital. And I'm raging. I'm so angry I don't know where to start from.
I look at Abuchi and I can see dread registered in his eyes. Good he should be. He deserved to be scared.
But he still has a lot over me. I don't know Lagos like that but I'm not safe with Abuchi, and Sweetie for that matter. Taaa! Onye di uto? Tufia!
Ebee Kam ga esi ebea wee jebe eh? Where do I go from here?
Abuchi doesn't approach me, he just stands by the door contemplating on what to do, or what to tell me.
Ehen. I don't say a word.
He finally gives up and walks out. I don't want to take my chances before he decides to kill me this time. So I quickly take off the drip attached to my hands and I bolt for the door.
I stand calmly beside the door, to look normal, yes nah it's not me they will kill. Rubbish.
I walk gently down the stairs and I see a door marked "eczit' I walk towards the door and voices start
drifting to me:
"No Abuchi you don't understand! We have to kill her!
We can't risk it!" Tony's voice. Clearly.
"it hasn't gotten to that yet Tony" Abuchi's voice "nooo! Anyi g'a egbu nwanyi a! Sharperly" Tony is adamant
Chai! Chineke! So it has been Tony all this while! Ahhhh! Tony! My Sweetie! Ahhhh!
Tony is evil! Obu ajo mmadu! Chai! I'm already in tears as i walk silently away. Disappointed.
As I want to open the door, someone stops me with
"and where do you think you're going to?"
I turn around, with my heart in my mouth to face Tony.
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