Camille and Radley sat opposite each other in a restaurant, each having different thoughts going on in their heads. The Golden Goose restaurant is a five star restaurant, meant for only the rich people, according to the people who couldn't afford the food price in the restaurant. Well they were right. The prices of each meal in that restaurant was something to wow about. Couple of times, even celebrities visit the restaurant cause the people eating at the restaurant are also rich people and wouldn't bother about them there. It was a place to eat and think peaceful.Camille decide to take Radley there even though they had very big issue at hand. She was hungry and wouldn't let the situation stop her from eating anything. She need her strength to think and know what next to do about it.Radley wasn't bothered about the food and was only concerned with his situation. While waiting for the waiter to bring in their meal, Camille also engaged her brain to thinking about what to do.She
She fell to the ground breathing heavily. The man was going to kill her, there was no doubt about it. He put his hand in his pocket, and that must be where he hide his weapon.She closed her eyes tight, not wanting to look at him, as her heart was palpitating about the normal heart beat. She was so scared that she felt as though her heart was been pulled out of his chest.She couldn't scream and could only shut her eyes tight. After some few minutes, she felt no knife on her body or a metal going through her body. She also felt no one behind her. Curious, she slowly turned back in fright and saw the man on black, meetings. fat chubby man who seems to be his boss, because of the way he bowed to him. He led him to the car and opened the door for him to enter.Camille shut her eyes tight, breathing heavily. It was all just her instinct. The man was only trying to get to his hoss. She was just scared for no reason and misunderstood the whole situation. He was the one Radley was talking t
Dwayne let out a deep sigh as the waiter dropped his ordered food on the table. He decided to do this so he will have to finish what he started.Even though he was still confused, he had no choice but to stay and wait for the person he was meeting with. He already agreed to see him and now, there was no going back on his word. He will have to see him.It's been years since he last saw him. He wanted to see him tok hut was nervous as he wasn't ready to face him after all this years. He was damn nervous. He sighed and looked up. His eyes caught a ylu g ajndsome man that he looks so much like, approaching him with a big smile.Dwayne stood up as he eas the one he was waiting for.He has a lot to apologize about, but when he got closer, he pulled hkm in for a tight hug."You fool..... Where have you been?" Brandon said, hugging him tight. Hewas fjnalky wyth his brotjer. Hemissed him so much. It's been four years and he jever thought he would ever get to meet his brother again.Seein
"Oh my baby." she called and rushed to him. Tears gathered in Dwayne eyes when he saw his mother. He finally saw her again after so many years.Mrs. Griffin slowly examined her son, looking at him from head to toe. Her heart was so overwhelmed that moment that she couldn't control the tears flowing down her cheeks. She has always wanted to see her son again. He's been away from her for four years.She pulled him to her and hugged him tight, crying out loud. "Oh my son. My baby. My baby is finally back to me. Oh my baby." she moved back and caressed his cheek gently. "Why did you leave? Where have you been? I was almost going crazy, searching for you." she cried. Dwayne heart bleed seeing the tears in his mother's eyes. He surely have caused the woman a lot of pain because of his foolishness and stupidity. She is the one who went through the most because of his stupid decision making."I am so sorry mother." he let the tears gathered in his eyes to flow down freely. No matter how much
Brandon drove back to the mansion thinking about what his brother said. Even though he doesn't trust that woman who he got married too, he has no choice but to trust his brother in this one. He will be there to help him Incase he needs any help but he wouldn't come into their business.He took a turn to the next street and his phone vibrated in his jacket inner pocket.Without checking the caller ID, he tapped his ear phone and spoke into the phone."Hello?"A familiar voice replied him and hearing her voice, his smile widened. Camille's voice."Camille?" he called. "Hey." his heart leapt for joy hearing her voice again. Even though they just spoke to each other last night, he couldn't help but get happy hearing her voice again. He do miss her a lot."Hi Brandon..... Can..... can we meet for a bit? I have something important to discuss with you.""See me? Is there something wrong?"The night when he asked her to see him, she had said no and now she is asking for them to meet? There
Right beside Steve was a fat, short young lad, staring at him with a smile exposing his set of teeth. Steve sat up straight wondering who he was and as he have never seen him before from anywhere in the school."I am Dennis, a class mate of yours in high school. Do you remember?"Steve looked at him from head to toe, wondering how someone who still looks like a teenager was his ex class mate. "Dennis, the farty boy, remember? That is what they all call me." he said proudly. "I am a transfer student and I just resumed today. I made sure to search for you and now I did. It's so nice seeing you again." he went on, and in, getting Steve ears full, but he wasn't satisfied yet. He sat down closer to him, still talking until he suddenly stopped, staring at Steve weirdly.Steve heart skipped a beat when he noticed how intensely, he was staring at him. Could it be he recognized him? He turned to face the board trying to avoid any eyes contact with him so he wouldn't give out his truth."You c
Steve was in pain and getting another blow might end his life. He was so worried about him and he could only come up with one solution. To do what they say."I will do it." he said confidently."No, no, don't." Steve struggled to say. He wanted to stand up so as to stop him but he couldn't move his body as he was in pain. His stomach still hurts.Dennis, took in a deep breath and exhaled it out, preparing his mind for the job. He started slowly, and one by one he took off his cloth until it remaind his short."Don't do this, please." Steve said but his voice wasn't loud enough.Dennis climbed up the desk, and slowly, he pulled his shirt down, much to the amazing of all the studentse.They all laughed out loud seeing his bare self. They laughed out not able to control himself."I am not always popular, but I guess this will make me real popular." he said with a smile and began to dance cheerfully, while standing in the desks. He was having fun while doing it with his eyes closed and for
Immediately after the class that day, Steve hurriedly picked his books and left for his room. His phone kept on vibrating in his pocket to indicate he received new messages. He couldn't help but think it was the person who knew his identity.He was eager to see it and in the process, didn't hear Dennis calling him to wait up. He hurriedly went out of his room, but a few distance away from the class, he was hit by a big balloon filled with white paint which poured on his body.The students around bursted out laughing. Steve couldn't move as his vision became blurry. Other students from the other classes all came out laughing out loud.Steve couldn't believe someone will play that prank on him. The paint hit him directly in his face and they never cared if it will affect him.The school and environment was really a toxic one. "Oh c'mon, paint boy. Show us some style." one of the students shouted, a taking a picture of him.Steve was getting really pissed of with the school. What was t
Radley sat adjusted a bit and recollected the whole incident that had just transpired.Everything was becoming a mess and he had to act fast to avoid it completely getting out of hand.“Oh God,I need to inform Dwayne of the whole situation,everyone needs to be on guard”he said while picking up his phone from the table.He stared at his phone screen and he saw his picture there,he wore a long smile amd everything seems to make him get weary and tired this days,he hardly smiled and he’s looking older for his age.“Hey Radley ,you’ve always fought and conquered,you’ll pull through this and you’ll finally have a cause to smile again”he said.“Grnnggg….grnnng….grnnng”The phone kept buzzing.Dwayne didn’t pick up and Radley had to redial his contact again.“Grnggg…grnnggg…grnggg”the phone kept ringing.“I don’t know why’s he’s not picking up,I just hope he’s okay,”he said and kept staring at the phone to see if Dwayne had picked it up.Radley sat nervously on his couch, staring at his phone
“You mother fucker!” Radley said with anger.“What do you want to achieve,how much do you want,I’ll pay you,is it money or treasure?name it I’ll give it to you..just tell me what you want,you sonofabitch!” Radley said.“Wealth,riches,money and treasuries are all ticked boxes,I want to make your life and your entire family’s life a misery.I derive pleasure in seeing you and your family suffer”jeff laughed hysterically.“I’ll get to the root of this,you’ll pay for all the pains and miseries you’ve caused my family,just watch and see,I’ll make sure you and your accomplices are brought to book” Radley retorted."You're putting your life in danger, Radley," he said, his voice cold. "If you don't back off, I'll make sure that you regret it."Radley felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that this man was capable of anything, and he knew that he was in serious danger. But he also knew that he couldn't let this same man who has caused unbearable pain to him and his family get away with what
Camille and Tyler sat in the car, both of them feeling a little awkward. The tension between them was palpable, and Camille knew that she had to do something to make things right."I'm sorry, Tyler," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I was being difficult earlier, and I shouldn't have treated you the way I did."Tyler looked at her, surprised by her sudden change in attitude. "It's okay, Camille," he said, his voice gentle. "I understand that you're going through a tough time right now."Camille looked at him, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you," she said, smiling weakly. "Can we go inside now? I'm starving."Tyler nodded, and they both got out of the car. As they walked towards the house, Camille couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She had left the food on the gas, and she wasn't sure if it was still cooking or not.As they entered the house, Camille's fears were confirmed. The food was still on the gas, and it was burning. Tyler rushed to the kitchen a
Micheal did as he told Charlie. He arrived at Oliver’s place 6 am sharp. He knocked on the door but no one answered. So he took out his phone and called Charlie. She wrapped around Oliver’s arms as the smuggled under the sheets together when she received Micheal’s call. She panicked. “Honey, are you on your way?” Charlie asked in a sleepy tone. “Who’s that?” Oliver asked. “Shut the fuck up, it’s Micheal” Charlie whispered after putting the phone on mute. Then she turned it off. “Actually, I’m at the door. Can you come open the door” Micheal urged. “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute” Charlie said calmly then she hung up. “What did he say?” Oliver asked. “He’s at the fucking door, Oly” Charlie whispered anxiously. Then she quickly got up and began putting her clothes on and so did Oliver. Then he went downstairs to his room and left Charlie to open the door for her husband. Charlie got down stairs as quickly as she could. Before she opened the door for Micheal, she arranged her ha
Cyril’s burial was over and everyone returned to their homes. Roland took Kamla and Aaron in, he needed people to fill up his big empty house. Oliver was driving Charlie back home but he decided to make a stop at his house so he could get somethings for their son. On getting there, a very windy storm commenced and Charlie had no other choice but to wait it out at Oliver’s even though he could control the weather. She sat on the couch as she put a call through Micheal. “Hey” Charlie said nervously. “Hiya, is the funeral over? It’s getting late and a storms about you start” Micheal informed. “Yeah, that’s the thing. We met it on our way back and…” Charlie replied then Micheal cut her short. “We… who’s we? Roland?” Micheal asked. “No… Oliver” Charlie replied. “But Roland picked you up” Micheal mentioned. “Yeah but he had to take Kamla and Cyril’s boyfriend, Aaron back to his house. So Oliver offered to take me back. He made a stop at his place cause he wanted to get somethings fo
It wasn't until the next morning, when he woke up a pounding headache and a sense of shame and regret, that he realized the true cost of his actions. He had been so consumed by his own pain that he had hurt the people around him, and he knew he had a lot of work to do to make things right.The next morning, Radley woke up with a pounding headache and a sense of shame and regret. He slowly got out of bed, feeling the stiffness in his muscles from the fall he took the night before. He stumbled to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, trying to shake off the grogginess.After relieving himself, Radley took a long, hot shower, hoping that the steam and warmth would help ease his aching body. As he stood there, he thought about the events of the previous night and felt a sense of embarrassment wash over him once again.But he knew he couldn't dwell on it forever. He had to get ready for work and face the day ahead. After the shower, he brushed his teeth and got dressed in his wo
The class erupted in laughter as Radley stood there, drenched in paint. He was humiliated beyond belief. Radley was confused if he should get an just to continue his undercover lecturing duties for the sake of Ridley.“Radley Baron”He muttered.He had never experienced anything like this before. He couldn't believe that his own students could do something like this to him even when it was their first day in class with him.The fact that he was going through all this torture was because of one faceless person who had taken it upon himself to make his family’s life miserable.He looked at the students with such much fiery in his eyes,he looked at James,who just kept an emotionless face and finally when it had dawned reality on him,he tried to gather strength to move out of the class but then he was clothed in shame.He couldn’t move.“Look how he looks like Bozo”one girl chuckled from the back seat.”Mr professor,won’t you leave now or you want to be Joseph’s coat of many colours before you
The two best of friends arrived at the Vatican. Fortunately, they met Batista in seat. “Any problem guys?” Batista asked. “Do you have any information about Windsor, Omar’s brother?” Oliver asked. “No… but his compartment still exists” Batista said with a smirk. Then he took them to a part of the Vatican that no ordinary member of the Vatican had seen. “Every year the Vatican grows but since you left for the void, it stopped. Jean and I realised that it didn’t need any more replacements. These compartments down here belong to some prolific members of the Vatican whether good or bad. Here, you’ll find the compartments of the likes of the Murphy twins, Heraldine and Hades- your parents, Ole-your uncle, Omar and Windsor, Omar’s brother” Batista explained. Then they got to Windsor’s compartment. Batista put his finger print and unlocked the room. They entered inside and we’re amazed by how the room looked. It didn’t look modern at all. “I hate my brother” Oliver read from the walls
Roland’s soul appeared right before Omar. He was shocked and appalled him summoning Omar actually worked. “Tell Oliver that if I knew where my brother was, I would have gone after him myself” Omar told Roland sternly then he sent Roland back to his body with the snap of a finger. Roland woke up on the couch as Oliver paced around his living room. “What did he say?” Oliver asked impatiently. “He doesn’t know where his brother lives” Roland replied. “Then how the fuck does he want me to find him?” Oliver asked agigated. “The more time you waste, the more innocent lives are at stake” Roland mentioned. “Ask him how he wants me to find him” Oliver told Roland then Roland began meditating. Soon, he found himself appearing in front of Omar. “I don’t know how to find my brother” Omar said sternly then snapped his finger and sent Roland back to his body. “What did he say?” Oliver asked in annoyance. “Still the same thing” Roland replied. “Well go back and tell him that I can’t get h