The Runs Girl

Episode 46

I froze with fright as I stared at the fat woman.
Her face was familiar and I easily recognised her. She
was the woman calling me to return her 500k – the
l£sb!an woman I slept with.
My entire body shook with fear as she stared
ferociously at me.
The dagger in her hand glittered dangerously as it
pointed in my direction evoking a s£nsat!on of
impending murder in my system.
“Return my five hundred thousand or you will never
know peace,” she declared pointing the dagger at me.
Then she disappeared.
I screamed so loud at the top of my voice that Mirabel
who was still locking her room heard my voice and ran
back into my room. Some other neighbours heard my
voice as well and rushed in to know what was
happening.
“What’s the matter?” They asked looking terrified.
“I just woke up from a terrible nightmare,” I lied looking
apologetically at them.
“We even thought someone was attacking you,” one of
them said. “Anyway no problem.”
With that they left. Mirabel didn’t leave with them but
remained in my room staring at me.
“Did it appear again?” She asked when the others had
left.
“Yes it did,” I replied nodding my head and drawing
closer to her. “I didn’t know when I screamed so loud.”
“This is serious,” Mirabel commented.
“Very serious,” I concurred.
I got up from my bed and went to the toilet to urinate.
Mirabel sat on the bed and waited.
The muffled screams emanating from the toilet sent
her hurrying to find out what was wrong.
She pushed the toilet door open and found me
squeezing my face in distress.
“What is the matter?” She asked wondering what was
wrong with me this time.
“Pain,” I screamed squeezing my face.
“Pain, where?” Mirabel asked gaping at me.
I was sitting pants down on the water cistern with
distress all over my face.
“My pu$$¥,” I replied pointing at the hairy mound
between my legs. “My pu$$¥ is on fire.”
Worry-lines drew out on Mirabel’s face as she
struggled to articulate what I just told her.
“Hope you haven’t caught std?” She asked looking
suspiciously at me.
“From where?” I asked rhetorically like I didn’t know.
I was lucky to have Mirabel around as I went through
all that. Not that we had much in common but
naturally, I guess Mirabel was a nice and likeable
person cos from that night I slept in her room and she
got to know about my ordeal, she had been of great
assistance to me like a sister.
“You need to see a doctor,” Mirabel advised after a
long silence.
“You’re right,” I echoed in reply.
I got up from the toilet and looked at the water in the
bowl of the water cistern and noticed that it was
bloody. Not only was I having pain in urination but was
urinating blood as well. I flushed off the bloody urine
immediately as I didn’t want Mirabel to see it. I needed
to see a gynecologist but I didn’t know any
gynecologist around so I postponed everything till the
next day.
The university teaching hospital was quite far from our
lodge but my condition needed urgent medical
attention or it would lead to something more
debilitating.
I came out from the toilet and went and lay back on
the bed. Mirabel followed closely behind watching my
every step.
My phone rang as I was about to lie down and I
glanced at the caller who happened to be the
receptionist of Gaby hotel.
“Hello,” I replied on picking.
“Yes, please am I speaking with Rosy?” He asked.
“Yes you are,” I replied still listening.
“Please Chief would be needing your services this
night,” he informed. “Will you be available?”
“I don’t think so,” I replied for the first time in my
career. I had never turned down a money-making
opportunity since I became a runs girl but I had to turn
this one down. There was enormous fire on the
mountain and I had to run this time cos someone
whose house is on fire doesn’t pursue rat.
“You stand the chance of making as much as four
hundred and fifty thousand naira,” the receptionist
pressed on. “Please don’t disappoint us.”
“I have another job to attend to this night,” I replied
and hung up.
“Which job are you talking about?” Mirabel asked as
soon as I dropped the call.
“One networking job like that,” I lied smiling. “Nothing
to worry about.”
Later that night, I developed a discomforting itch
around my pu$$¥ lips and also noticed rashes along
my inner thigh and perineum.
The itching became so serious that as early as
6.00am the next morning, I was seated at the
obstetrics and gynecology department of our
university teaching hospital waiting for the doctor to
arrive…