The Hot Runs Girl

Episode 44

I ran to Mirabel’s room for the second time in two days.

This time, Mirabel was really worked up. Mirabel was the girl in whose room I slept that night.

“What is it again?” She asked staring at me angrily.

“That same ghost,” I replied trembling.

“But you said you will inform me when you get back, you didn’t inform me again,” she complained.

“I’m sorry dear,” I apologised. “Had lots of things in mind and didn’t remember.”

Mirabel stared at me for some seconds before sitting down on her bed. I sat along with her still trembling. She cleared her throat and began.

“Do you mind telling me what exactly is happening?” she asked nodding her head in emphasis. “I mean how exactly did all these come about? I mean when did all these start? I mean how did all these start and who did you say is pursuing you?”

“My dear I don’t know,” I lied in the bid to save face. “It all started that night I ran to your room for no reason in particular.”

“So tell me about it,” Mirabel pressed on.

“I had come back from fellowship,” I lied. “Had my bath and sat on my bed to apply cream on my body but on squeezing the cream unto my palm, I saw blood and at the same time a woman’s voice started laughing at me and I ran to your room immediately.”

Mirabel kept mute after listening to my story.

“You need to see a man of God,” she advised after the short silence. “Let’s go now if you’re ready.”

“Yes I’m ready,” I replied springing to my feet.

We drove to the man of God’s place somewhere around town and luckily for us, the man of God was in his office when we came.

He was a middle aged man in his late forties and wore a dark suit.

“You’re been pursued by too many spirits,” he revealed pointing at me. “And the whole lot of them are out to kill you.”

I and Mirabel froze with fear as the man of God made his pronouncements.

“Say these prayers alone when you get home,” he directed scribbling some bible verses on a piece of paper. “Say it alone.”

After that he stood up and handed the piece of paper to me.

We stood up and left afterwards but not without first putting our offering in a large bowl on the table. He blessed us and we left.

We got to our lodge and I went to my room to do the prayers. Mirabel went to her own room as well.

I unlocked my door and fearfully went inside.

“Return my five hundred thousand naira or you will never know peace,” an unseen voice declared as soon as I locked the door.

The keys I had in my hands fell off and my legs wobbled. Then my phone began to ring. My phone hadn’t rung for the past two days and I even forgot I had a phone. I glanced at the caller and behold it was senator clifford. I picked the call immediately.

“For the past three days I’ve had this severe each at the tip of my p€nis,” the senator complained as soon as I picked the call. “Why didn’t you inform me that you had veneral disease?”

“Hah senator,” I replied nervously. “I don’t have any veneral disease.”

“Shut up you liar!” The senator barked. “You infected me with gonorrhoea and you still have the audacity to lie to me? We shall see!”

I shook like a leaf as the senator ended the call. My entire world was crashing before my eyes and I didn’t know what to do. The duplex he promised to buy for me he didn’t even talk about it but was rather threatening me for infecting him with gonorrhoea.

With the last strength I had, I picked up my bible and read one of the verses the man of God had written for me.

I couldn’t remember the last time I brought out that bible talkmore of reading it.

I read psalm 121 which began thus:

“I look to the mountains; where will my help come from? My help will come from the lord, who made heaven and earth…”