Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

Wonder’s POV continuation

“Woah, you don’t mean it”

“Yes I do. You see that boy called Johnbull, he’s just wahala for life.

That particular day the principal had caught him making noise in the class

“Johnbull, stand up!” The principal commanded

“Sir”

“Now tell me what’s so important in your discussion with than your teacher’s”

“I uhhm don’t understand sir”

“You’re stupid for that statement, your was busy teaching, you kept making disturbances behind him, do you know that’s lack of respect?”

“I don’t know sir, the class was boring my that’s why I decided to talk to friends and sir, I’m not the only one making noise”

“Yes I know, but you’re the only lacking respect”

“Sir please don’t tell me that, I have respect for my elders, you are the one that don’t want to respect yourself”

The whole class was surprised at his statement

The principal angrily slapped and him and ordered that he should cut the grasses behind the school canteen.

It was later reported that Johnbull was caught pouring ink on all the principal’s white clothes.”

“Hmm that boy is really troublesome”

“He is not just troublesome but infinite wahala” Deborah joked

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Minutes later we heard unusual noise from upstairs

“Wonder, who are those quarreling?” Deborah asked

“Uhmm I think it’s my parents. Let me go Check what’s happening, I’ll be right back”

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I hurriedly climbed the stairs, only God knows what wrong with them.

As I came closer I heard..

” Why don’t you confess on what’s going on? I’m very sure you’re having extra marital affairs” my mom retorted

“What!! How could you Eunice, have you ever seen me with any lady?”

“How would I? When you know I’m always busy”

“What do you care? Like you said you’re always busy, you haven’t even sit your daughter once since you gave birth to her”

“Ohh so you’re trying to change the topic or shift blames on me right? The other day I saw our daughter eavesdropping on your conversations, I told you but paid deaf ears to it. I even thought you guys were having something between the both of you. Buh just yesterday, when I checked your phone, a woman texted you to meet her at a hotel. Do you want to deny that?”

“Ohh” was all my Dad could say, it seems he was surprised my Mom got to check his messages

“So you don’t have anything to say, you ingrate. Imagine, I picked you up from the gutter, took care of you and loved you, you were wretched when I married you, buh all you did was cheat on me. traitor” my Mom cried

“I uhmm..” my Dad stammered

“Don’t touch me, if you dare, you won’t like the consequences.”

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Johnbull’s POV

What this boy mean by there is more to this place

“Hey boy, what do you mean by that?”

“You see Johnbull, this is not a prison, haven’t you ever think that you’re too young to go to prison? It’s a man called Don. He takes boys from all over this country, train them like animals. He is trying to make us believe this country don’t deserve us”

“I still don’t understand”

“Don’t worry, baba Jason will explain”

“And who is that?”

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After some days at the hospital, I was brought back to that untidy environment called prison. While in the hospital, I was busy thinking of what this is all about. How can someone keep boys in an area just to plan a coup.

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“You’re welcome Johnbull” baba Jason greeted after I was introduced to him by the boy

“Uhmm, please sir, I don’t everything here, what exactly is this place?” While baba Jason was about to answer my question, that huge guy from the other day came passing by my side

“Hey stubborn boy, how u dey”

“Mtcheew” I hissed and ignored him

He slapped me and said ” u no get respect nii, I dey talk to you, u dey fumble, u better give yourself brain”

I spat at his face ” don’t you know you have mouth odour?” I retorted

The huge at first thought I was talking to someone else, until the guys around began to laugh

He just went inside. I thought he would live me , buh the next he came with a dagger

Yeyyyyyyyyy

Tbc


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