Moment of reckoning.
“Like who exactly are you and why is there so much bad luck following you?” She blasted out. Bad luck?The words stung the back of his throat as he heard them. The throat dried up instantly, overtaken by a raspy sensation. His heart skipped a beat once again. The rushing of blood in his ears deadening the sounds of everything else about.He heaved. In all his time so far, he'd be tagged different names. Different identities, usually by his loving father. None that mattered to him. This time, it hit different. The same girl whom he'd been so worried about. The same one he'd been bothered about while they were at the hoisywl.And all she could say about was that he was bad luck?He could almost hear the faint chuckle of Amihan at the back of his head. Which was weird. In fact, the whole of today had been weird. Still, none of that explained how it was possible to hear Amihan in the back of his head. Without the Sub Space being opend. He sighed. Anger surging through his entire bod
“W-what?” Lekan exhaled deeply, shutting his eyes at the sight of the Mr Awopegba.How was this man always popping up at places where he least expected him? Granted that he had no means to contact him, so he should be happy that he was always popping up.Usually with something useful to him. Something which would either be useful to him now or be of great importance to him of later times.However, that did not explain how he was always knowing the time to show up. The exact time, actually. He frowned when he realized that he had no idea when the lawyer popped up in front of him.It was one thing to think of the timeliness of the Lawyer; it was another thing to think about how very frustrated he had been. What if this was someone who had bad intentions towards him? The moment when the person notices he was completely off guard would have been the moment he would have struck. He heaved, again. Thankfully, the lawyer did not fit that category. At least not yet.“Hm!” he grunted at t
“How are you Lekan?” The lawyer asked again.Lekan paused just after he stepped into the house.Now, something was not adding up anymore. He was sure lawyer Awopegba had asked that question I totally. And he responded to it.What was up with hearing it again?Was there more to it than met the eye?He grimaced, slightly turning his head over his shoulder. His eyes met the staring gaze of Awopegba and for a minute, both of them were locked in each eye.Lekan broke it shortly after as he turned away. One step forward and he headed to the dining table. It felt better to go there rather than to the sitting couches in the room. Something about being comfortable in them. After all, when he came to himself in the first place, he found himself there. Not on those couches.The lawyer followed after him, leaving Favor to attend to the door. Her face was filed with questions. She wanted to know a lot of what was going on. The way they looked at each other and they way they communicated with one
“I’m so sorry, Baby. I was worried about him. You know, the way he was drained yesterday. Oh my God.” She panicked. “Have you taken the meds that I assigned for you, Favor? And I hope you rested enough in the house? You’re not supposed to jump all about if you just had your blood donated, you know.” She frowned deeper now.“Ehhh…” Favor grimaced, twisting her face as she moved to the side to glare at Lekan.The sight of this was funny. It evokes a smile on Dr Mays face and the face of the lawyer. “Alright. Mister Lawyer.” She said. “Mum would like to know what you are doing in here!” “What?” Dr May sighed, budding her daughter now. “Oh, don’t mind her. But whatever it is, can it wait? Lekan needs to recover fully.” “I think so. He looks way too stressed for someone of his age group, you know.” Mr Awopegba agreed, dropping to bend into the face of Lekan.The latter looked away, smiling just a bit. A blush popped on his cheeks as he realized just how they were fussing about him.“I am
As Lekan left the living room, the remaining audience were left in mild shock. They stared at each other, words vanishing from their lips. And of course, nothing they would have said while have made up for the attitude in the air. Nothing at all.The lawyer, Mr Awopegba frowned just lightly as he squinted after the leaving shadow of Lekan. He wanted to say something but on second thoughts, he stopped himself. Not like the words were there. He was actually out of things to say.Never in his career had he come across someone like this. Never for once had he had anyone like this.It was either the boy had more regard for the properties which was left in his name or he just did not care. That was it. Stuck between the two reasons was the actual thing why he acted this way.After all, who would just wake up one day and hand their resources to just anyone? This was someone who he hardly knew. And he was sure, it was barely 24hours since he got himself back.Then again, what did it matter?
SHWAAAAA!The shower worked continuously, raining down many drops of water on the head of Lekan. He sighed, placing his hands against the tiled bathroom wall. “Hey, hurry up.” Favor’s impatient voice broke in on his thoughts.He grimaced at the sound of it, then relaxed later into a smile. With his hands on his nearly bald head, he heaved, then took the towel and dried himself up.He’d been in there for some while. Almost enough to have made him classify as a girl. At least, there was the common ideology that ladies took more time in the bathroom. Which if it was generally true, then his staying so long would have made him one. “Yes, just get out of there.” He called out.The next thing that accompanied his statement was a hiss. A rather loud one. Although through it, he could pick out faint traces of amusement.Was she not planning to leave the room in the first place? He shook his head at this thought.This was the same Favor who looked and seemed very innocent. To think she’d h
Lekan was dumbfounded at the response from her. He was not used to being in a setting with a girl like this. After all, he attended a boarding school,, which meant that for most of his time, he spent it with others of his own gender. Even when Blessing invited him to her house, it wasn't like this. She knew when to let him be and when to pressure him into being friendly and playing with her. Was this her attempt at making him play with her? He wanted to play along with her, but then, he remembered she could take this the wrong way. And if she took the wrong way,then there would be no stopping her. He would not be able to get her off of him. Which was clearly not the result that he wanted. ‘WhAt do you want? Is this anyway to treat your guests?” he smirked, unable to stop himself from doing that now. Favor blinked at him, holding her hands to her chest now. She pouted, appearing to look very hurt. Like as if she had just being scolded. And it was not something which was fami
Temari Corporations was a huge building made up of a combination of towers. Each of the three towers being conjoined by the rows of walkways at various levels. The central tower was tall enough, more than the rest of the towers. It called for attention with the sparkling glass casing over the walls. The lights at the top of the building which read the name of the corporation were on even though it was mid day already. It shows how very little they cared about the cost of light in the running expense. It was something Lekan could relate to. He did have a father who could care less about these things. Whatever was necessary to run things were afforded in his family. It was the one truth he had come to know. It was hence no surprise to him that his father's company will follow this rule as well. It was his first time, though. And he took the liberty of time to soak in the sights of the building. They called to him, telling him that someday, this would be his. In his memories, he