Episode 5

Ella

Yea, you guessed right. The mastermind is no other person than Omolala. I’m absolutely not surprised about her being the kidnapper but I can’t believe she actually did yunno. I was thinking of what would become my fate, “oh God save me” I prayed in my heart.

She walked in with a cigarette in her mouth.

Omolala: ‘Yoh b—h, you awake?

Ella: So it’s you

Omolala: Are you hungry?

Ella: Get me outta here you bastard!

Omolala : Calm down bby, you have to eat cox I won’t go easy on you.

Ella: Like seriously? You called me a scaredy cat but you hired men to kidnap me and even tied me to a chair, aren’t you the scared one?

Omolala : Nope, am the boss lady so my boys only had to do what they’ve got to do

Ella: Boss lady ko, boss lady nii.

Omolala : you really have mouth, don’t you? Well, lemme allow you talk now cox your mouth might not be able to make a sound very soon.. She smiled

Ella: Of course I’ll talk, you think am scared of you? You only tied my hands and legs but not my mouth so why won’t I talk. Let go of me!…..she brought her sit closer to me.
Alright guys, am really scared, so scared that my bones are shivering. Am inside this house built at the center of a forest if am not mistaken. And right in front of me is sitted a monster. But then am not willing to beg her, if she could have the heart to kidnap me then begging her is a waste of time. Not pleading with her is the last shred of dignity I have in me right now tho I’d do that if it would work but it probably wouldn’t, Don’t you think? …

Ella: Omolala let go of me now!

Omolala : Stop shouting Huni, no matter how you scream no one will hear your voice. Moreover, why would I abduct you and let go of you just like that. Abi your face go help me win lottery?

Ella : When I get out of here, I promise to make your soul shiver in pain”. ….I was crying by now, crying.

Omolala : Really? So when are you leaving?

Ella : Mike will find me, someone has to find me”

Omolala : Sure, probably after you’re long dead…She giggled

“Monster, zombie, Prostitude, bastard, let go of me! I yelled in frustration. She drew her mouth closer and started kissing me, eeeww that’s so gross! I bit her lips and she replied with a hard slap on my face. So this is it, she’s a bisexual. I couldn’t believe it

Ella: Just what heck are you doing to me? I spat on her face and she gave me another slap.

Omolala : Shut up! If you want to leave this place then you must do as I say ok

Ella : Nope, am not doing that, never!

Omolala : Are you blind? Is your brain malfunctioning? Can’t you see that you have no choice other than to do as I say?
…by now I was crying bitterly, you didn’t know did you? I might have had several boyfriends but I never let any of them touch me, that also was one of the reasons why they left. And now, she wants to turn me into a l£sb!an. Do you know that feeling? I guess not. Yunno we girls have mouth, despite all the beatings I refused to give in and was still whining mouth. But now, am willing to plead, so willing to plead.

Omolala started tearing my clothes…

Ella: Omolala pls am sorry, pls don’t, omolala pls don’t, pls am begging you in the name of whatever you owe your greatest respect to, pls don’t do this to me” I pleaded in tears.

I dunno know if she was touched or not but she stopped. She asked me if her boys should rape me or she should sleep with me, I said none of the above.

Omolala :….. stood up and kicked her chair, then she grabbed my cheeks “then you’re going to remain here till the exams are over! I didn’t say anything but did you notice something? Her English is fluent and correct. All this while, she’s been talking to me in correct English not pidgin, no slangs. Yunno people seem to forget themselves or what they want people to see them as when they are free or alone. Look it’s just me and her inside this room, and this place is her hide out. So, she feels free here. You remember when I pleaded with her not to touch me she actually listened to me tho twas indirectly. Omolala rarely speaks correct English in the campus, always pidgin and slangs to make people fear her.

Then it hit me, nobody was born bad. Am sure there’s an untold story about this girl. So I decided to blackmail her, yes I said blackmail, just hope I do it fine.
“you used to be a good girl Omolala”, I started. She was almost out but she stopped and looked at me…..

Ella : “yes you, you’re not as bad as you pretend to be. The real you or should I say the former you was a very sweet girl whom everyone loved..

Omolala: don’t talk shit

Ella : yunno it’s not shit, it’s true. But then you decided to change, you changed completely. The former you is better than the later, believe me.You have a pain which nobody cares about and you’re not happy with it. Am not asking you to tell me, cox I won’t even listen.