Must Read: Adventures of Fola - Season 1 - Episode 18

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Must Read: Adventures of Fola - Season 1 - Episode 18

Ada and I stopped 5 feet away from Michael’s office door. I was pissed, and I felt betrayed,
we didn’t know what to do. Whether to run
and hide, or deny whatever question Michael
intended to ask. Becky acted like she was on
my side, supporting me in every way.

Meanwhile she was getting all the information
from me so she could go and tell Michael.
Urgghhh she’s got such a big mouth.

“ Fola, you’re acting like you want to kill
someone, calm down”, said Ada, looking at me like she was ready to tie me with me a
rope if I dared tried to do something to Becky,
I kept quiet not answering her. But deep
down in my heart I was imagining the
different ways I was going to get back at her.
We didn’t hear Becky addressing Michael; in
fact we didn’t hear any voice in his office. I
cocked my head to the side wondering why?
Then I looked at Ada, she also had on a
questioning look, she too was wondering why
we didn’t hear any of their voices. I held
Ada’s hand, and together we took a bold step and walked into Michael’s office. My heart rate had increased, I was scared, not sure of
what I was going to see. But surprisingly,
what I saw totally shook me. “Becky, going through Michael’s laptop” What in the ……Is she insane!? We stood there for a second, in the middle of Michael’s office, my heart rate increasing by the second, what is wrong with this lady, is she crazy? I looked at Ada, she had the same astonished look on her face,
her eyeballs had bulged out, and her mouth
was wide open. I turned my attention back to
Becky, then acting as one we walked directly
to where she was sitting down, seriously
typing away on Michael’s laptop,
simultaneously asking,

Ada said, “get out of Mr. smith’s chair”,
while I said, “are you freaking crazy”? .
But Becky didn’t hear us , she kept going
through his laptop, getting to where Becky
was sitting down, we stood beside her and I
asked for like the millionth time, since she
obviously didn’t hear us before,
I said, “what are you doing?, you’re going to get us all in trouble”.

“Calm down sweetie, no one is getting into
trouble, I just need to get info about your
mum’s whereabouts, and Michael has it here some where”. Her eyes were moving like that of a cat trying to catch a mouse on the computer screen, her fingers typing like the speed of light.

I gave Ada a look, she shrugged. I looked
back at Becky, her attention was on Michael’s laptop, and she was serious and determined to get what she was looking for. I looked at his laptop too, but I didn’t really understand what I was seeing, there were lots of files in it or documents. Anyway she needed to be really quick about it, or else we will all get into trouble. I was thinking about telling her to be fast when she suddenly yelled………

“Got it!, I was startled at her outburst, I
almost tripped on my own two feet staggering
back. I composed myself, placing my hand on
Michael’s seat, taking a calming breath. This
woman is going to kill me one day. Chai!
“You’ve found it? Asked Ada, bending over to look into Michael’s laptop, she squinted her eyes like she couldn’t see a thing. Then she stood upright saying “I can’t see a thing, the fonts are too tiny.

[B]“Yea, Michael likes it that way. Makes it a bit difficult for anyone that wants to go through his files to have a hard time finding what they want. And if they change the fonts, he’ll know someone got into his system”, Said Becky.

Ada looked at me and asked, “how come you didn’t complain about the fonts”?.

“Well because I know nothing about
computers in the first place, so I wouldn’t
even know what I was looking at”.

“Oh yea that’s true”, said Ada. “We need to get you one, laptops are good. You can watch
movies in them, anything in fact. It’s
amazing”.

“Really”, I said. Amazed at what I had just heard. I could watch movies on a laptop?

Wow, awesome.

“Girls focus”, said becky, “you”! , she pointed
red slender fingers, towards me,
“: stop thinking about laptops”… and you! She pointed at Ada,
“Stop distracting Fola, we have to do this
quickly and leave this place before Michael
gets back”.

We were both looking at Becky after her little
drama when suddenly the machine on the
table close to Michael’s brown couch on the
right of his office began to make some
strange noises; I thought it was having a
convulsion or something. I moved away from
Becky and quickly went to Ada, passing
behind Michael’s seat in the process where
Becky was sitting down.

Becky turned to look at us. “What is it, Fola
are you scared of the printer”?.

“What? No, of course not, that will be stupid,
it’s just a machine”.

Both ladies started to laugh. You see, ever
since I got to the house I haven’t had the
time to know things, I’ve only been pampered and taken care of, but that is going to change, all the things I don’t know, I’ll find time to know all about them. Being on the
street for years stopped me from learning, so
I’m going to pick up from where I stopped.

I’m going to get educated, I’ll discuss that
with Michael later anyway, after my mothers
wahala .

Becky got up from the chair and cat walked
to the machine, seriously her shoes are
superhot. I need me one of those. She took
out the paper that came out, her eyes
scanning it , then said “ let’s go” we’ve a bad witch to deal with and an experiment to do before we leave”, she walked her way out of
Michael’s room, her heels clicking hips
swaying.

“An experiment? I asked out loud, but she
ignored me, just kept right on walking.

Hmmm an experiment, this is going to be fun,
I couldn’t wait to see what Becky had
planned for my mother.

Taking my attention away from her, I focused
it on Ada and smiled, but my smile was a
bad smile, it was a smile that said I was
going to love every minute of my mother in
pain, whatever pain that will be anyway. And
as usual Ada smiled back, totally in support
of my mum being in pain, she took my hand
in hers and we both walked after Becky.

Even if we can’t walk like her, I think we did a pretty good job at it, especially Ada.
[B]……………………..FOLA……………………….FOLA………………
Michael’s office somewhere in town
I was in the office working on some of my
client’s files, like people that were missing
and needed to be found, blackmailers that
needed to be caught, and so on… when I
suddenly got this strange feeling. I felt like
my Fola was up to something. She looked
quite serious today when she said she was
going to kill her mother. But I don’t want her
to. I won’t allow her. She has been through a
lot already, as a child and as an adult. I want
her to have a clean, happy, comfortable life.
Where she will be happy and safe at all times,
but in order for that to happen, I have to put
her heartless mother in jail for life, and make
sure she doesn’t come out again.

“A loud knock sounded on my office door”,
I dropped my pen and relaxed in my seat.
Calling the person in
Gibson walked in.

“ Yo, bro, what’s up”?. I asked. He looked a bit worried. He walked over to my office desk and sat across from me.

“Bro I haven’t heard from the girls, not even Ada.

He used his right hand to rub his face; he only does that when he is really worried.

And now I am worried, because if he isn’t
hearing from Ada then he isn’t hearing from
Fola too.

[B]“But I thought you gave her strict instructions to call you every 30 minutes”. I had come forward a bit at his earlier news, sitting with my back curved, my elbows resting on my work table.

“I did. I told her to call me every 30 minutes;
she did that an hour ago. She hasn’t called
since then, and I’ve been calling her line but
she isn’t picking up. And you know Fola
doesn’t have a phone anymore.

[B]“D--n it”! I got up pushing my seat behind me with my feet; it moved back hitting the wall. Gibson got up as well. He was worried.

I was fuming and worried, not a nice combo.
“We need to find out if they are ok”,
Said Gibson.

“Yeah I know, pushing my hand into the
pocket of my trouser suit I got out my
iphone. Dialing the phone, I called yemi, a
young man that just started working in my
company a few months ago. His job was to
watch over the girls, making sure they don’t
do anything stupid.

[B]“Hello? Yea yemi, are you with the girls?. You are? Great, where are you…… What! What
neighborhood? S--t!!. I was quiet for a
moment listening to what Yemi was saying.
She’s also with them isn’t she? My god,
that’s not good. Listen to me Yemi, Tell them
to get back into the car right now, and I
swear yemi if anything happens to those girls,
you are dead”.

I cut the line, dropping my phone carelessly
on my table, using both hands to rub my face
I said, muttering to myself with my hands still
on my face, “ these girls are gonna kill me”

“What, what did yemi say, where are the girls,
where is Ada?. asked Gibson. Looking more
worried than ever, I guess he really loves Ada,
and she doesn’t even know it, but she will
soon. Right at this moment all I can think
about is making sure Fola and the girls are
alright. My brain was all joggled up, which
made me not to answer Gibson immediately.

My God they went to that woman’s house,
that witch, if she sees Fola that will be the
end, I might not be able to save her this time,
cos right now that woman just wants to use
Fola for whatever she wants, I don’t think she wants money from me anymore. And to make things worse, Becky is with them. She is
crazier than I am, and she is with them, I
sighed. God help us all. I dropped my hands
by my sides, then taking a breath I said,
[B]“Guy, they went to tinu’s house. They went to deliver a gift to her and they are not
alone”……….i sighed, cos I knew what I was about to say nect will probably make Gibson go gaga….

“Becky is with them”.

Gibson didn’t say anything, but I could see
his jaw ticking. Indicating how angry he is,
the girls are so going to regret what they
have done. I’ll make sure of that.

…………………..Fola…………………………….Fola…
Fola and the girls,
We were in a neighborhood, I don’t know
where, somewhere in lagos, the street was
filled with children playing and having fun. It
was a clean neighborhood not bad at all.

Right at this moment we have a special gift
for my mother. It’s possible for her to
recognize Ada since she lives with me. But for
Becky I don’t think she will know her. So
Becky was the best person to deliver the gift
to her.


My mother is terribly allergic to coconut. So
we decided to play a trick on her, a bad trick,
one that will cause her loads of pain and
make her look like a slot, slots are ugly
smelly animals. She might not smell but she
will definitely look like a slot, I was having
fun already even if the fun hasn’t begun.

I and Ada were sitting in an old lady’s shop
not far from my mother’s house. Her shop
contained sweets, donuts, eggrolls, drinks,
toiletries e.t.c we sat in a way that we will
see her house but not be seen by her, genius
right.


Come to think of it, this was not where I used
to live as a child, because where I used to live
was where my mother held me captive.

That place is a very lonely neighborhood where few people live. But right here, it’s different. There are cars, and shops, and the place is filled with kids and people walking around. It’s the perfect spot for a criminal like my mother to
live in.

Anyway, Right now we are watching Becky; as
her catwalks to the house, with the package
in her hand, or should I say, “gift”. This gift contains a box of chocolates. I remember when I was little that my mum used to eat it a lot. So I decided that this will be the perfect gift for her. We injected coconut water into the chocolates, but did it in a way that the coconut won’t really be tasted once eaten. So
once my mum is done eating and the
allergies starts she won’t even know what’s
causing it. Cause to her she hasn’t eaten
coconut. It will be perfect.

“ Fola calm down, you’re using your legs to shake the bench”. Said Ada. She was looking at me.

“You’re excited right?, the way you’re shaking your legs confirms it.”. She added.

“Yes Ada, I’m excited. I am getting my mother back for what she has done to us, it’s not much but it’s something. She will be down for some days after this, and won’t be able to see anyone or do anything the whole time.

It’s awesome. I love it”. She shook her head smiling at me. I knew she thought I was
crazy, but I didn’t care. I loved our plan; one
that Becky came up with, it’s an awesome
plan.

Becky had gotten to the door and she was
knocking on it. She stood there for a few
minutes. I was beginning to think no one was
home. After some time, she turned around to
walk back to us, and my heart fell, is this how
it’ll be? I won’t be able to get my mum back?

But why na? ………I thought it was all over but
it wasn’t, this is because the door suddenly
opened and a man opened it, a tall dark slim
man. Becky turned back to look at the door,
she saw the guy and she wasn’t even scared.

If I was her, I would have run away
screaming.

She walked back to the door. He said
something, she replied back. He gave a chin
lift towards the package she was holding. She
smiled and looked at the package saying
something to him. He then stretched out his
right hand out to her to collect the package.
She gave him, he said something to her
maybe a “thank you”, and she said something back probably a “you’re welcome”.

Then she turned around and took a different route not walking to where we were. Smart girl, Becky went around finally coming to us from behind. She joined us on the bench .and took a calming breath closing her eyes. She
opened them and looked at us saying “that was wicked” with a smile on her face, “I can’t
wait to see what will happen to her”,
She rubbed her palms together excitedly, and
her eyes had an evil glint in it. I think I have
a new best friend.

We sat there for a few minutes sweating our
butts off, the sun was really hot. We needed
to cool down, we got a solution to it by
seeing an ice cream truck passing by, and
kids were already trying to stop it. So we
decided to have some for ourselves. Thanking
the old lady for allowing us to sit in her shop,
We walked over to the ice cream truck.

She just waved at us saying no problem in pidgin,
she couldn’t speak English.

A few minutes later we were holding our ice
cream in our hands, each of us with different
flavors. Ada had a chocolate flavor, Becky
had strawberry, and I had vanilla. I looked
across the street where yemi had parked.

He was standing out of the car leaning on it
facing us. He wasn’t smiling, oops, guess he
had found out what we were up to. You see,
we didn’t tell him what we were up to, we
practically lied to him. Becky just said she
needed to see someone. And Ada and I said
we wanted to go with her, cos we needed to
get some girly things for ourselves. He said
Becky could get it for us, but we refused, and
with the way both I and Ada stood in front of
him, ready to take him down if need be, he
had no choice than to let us go. Anyway we
had accomplished what we came here to do.
We’ll apologize to yemi later on.

“Hey” said a deep voice
We all turned around as one, looking at the
person that spoke, ice cream in our hands.

“Which of you delivered the package that
contained chocolates in it to flat 2”.he said I was licking mine, Becky was licking hers but Ada had her own extended to her mouth, her mouth a bit opened probably in shock, this is because the guy was super scary. But I
wasn’t scared; maybe I was oblivious to him
cos the ice cream was taking all my senses
away.

“Oh my God, it’s one of Tinu’s goons, has the effect started already?. That was said by Ada.

I and Becky looked at each other when she
said it. We needed to do something. And fast.
But wait how does she know this particular
goon, he wasn’t the one that opened the
door, and I haven’t seen him before, he
wasn’t part of the guys that held me captive.

[B]“ Ada, how do you know he is one of her
goons,”?

“Oh, his picture was on Michael’s office desk, a paper was placed on it that said tinu’s goon written in capital letter, with some other
pictures”.

“ ohhh, ok, that’s how you know him”. She nodded her head, still looking at the goon,
she hadn’t tasted her ice cream yet.

I felt the goon look at me, so I turned my
attention to him, his face frowning,

“Hey, are you not her daughter Fola”? I acted as if I didn’t know what he was talking about.

“whose daughter”?.

“madam Benson, She is my madam, and you
are her daughter”, said the goon
“Oh s--t!, that was said by Becky”, I didn’t reply I just stood there with the ice cream half way to my mouth. He knew who I was,
time to escape. I looked at my ice cream, did
an inner whimper cos I was really going to
miss licking my ice cream. I looked at the
guy, and then taking him by surprise I
dumped the ice cream in his face. It went
straight for his eyes; it made a loud plop like
sound. Ada gasped, Becky whispered
awesome.

“what the hell”….. said the goon. Then Ada did the same, dumping her chocolate ice
cream in his face, this made the guy to
stagger backwards, he didn’t see any of this
coming. I started laughing, the kids around
were laughing too.

“Well…….. since we are all dumping our ice creams on him, I guess I should do the same too”, said Becky. And so she did, but hers was right on top of his head, she had to stretch a bit to get there. The kids around
laughed harder, they even started to call him
a name. It was “ ice cream man”. I couldn’t help myself, I was laughing so hard, I had to
hold my belly, my body shaking, eyes closed,
I could hear Ada laughing too, so was Becky.
I looked at the guy; he was taking out a
handkerchief to clean his face,
oh that’s not good.

Turning my attention to my girls I yelled,
“RUN!”. They looked at me and without
asking why, turned around with me and ran.
We were running to the car, each of us side
by side, but Becky was taking the lead, even
in her heels, she was a fast runner. Yemi had
seen the whole thing; he was turning around
to get into the car when he saw us running to
it. He got in and started the car, Becky got to
the car first, opening the back door, she dived
in, leaving the door open for Ada, Ada and I
got to the car at the same time. yemi was
yelling for us to get in, Ada quickly got in and
closed the door, I was doing the same at the
front seat. But the goon had gotten to our
car, and he was trying to open the passenger
door, where I was sitting. I didn’t lock my
side of the door, so it opened. I had to drag it
back to close it but the goon was quite
strong, so the door didn’t close, it was still
opened, we were both struggling with the
door and I knew if the car didn’t move, the
goon will open the door and drag me out,
so I turned to yemi and yelled” DRIVE!”. Yemi pressed his foot on the accelerator, the car made a screeching noise as yemi drove out of
the neighborhood, hitting a garbage can on
the way.

The whole car was quiet for a few seconds,
only our heavy breathing could be heard. And
then Ada spoke, she said,
“Oh my, that was close”

I turned around in my seat to look at my
girls, they were both breathing fast, shocked
at what we had just done.

“Are you ok”? I asked them.

They all nodded at me. Then they started to
laugh. I joined them, laughing too, it was
hard not to.

I heard yemi say “you girls are crazy”.

For some bizarre reason this made us laugh
harder. I had gotten my revenge on my
mother; I was feeling really happy with
myself. I just hope Michael doesn’t hear
about this. If not I’m dead meat.

5 minutes later

We were on our way home. I felt both scared
and excited. Scared because of what Michael
will think once he finds out what we’ve done
and excited because my mother’s allergies
had definitely kicked in seeing as one of her
goons came to ask for who delivered the gift,
she’ll look so ugly, I gave a little chuckle.
yemi glanced at me then looked back at the
road, “ why are you laughing Fola,” he asked,
“Well because my mum will be looking so
ugly right now”, my chuckle turned into a
laugh, I heard my girls laughing behind too.

“You know Mr Smith will be pissed, at you
girls and at me”
Shrugging I said “he’ll get over it, but I’m sorry I got you into this mess”
“Yea sorry yemi”, said Ada
“It’s ok, no probs, at least you got what you wanted right”?

He glanced at me again, then looked back at
the road,
“Yea I did, Mission accomplished”,
But my heart was beating really fast. This is
because I was scared of Michael’s reaction. I
know he already knows what we have done;
he always gets to know about everything.

But there is nothing I can do right night, except to prepare myself for his so called lectures of how I am supposed to be careful, and how I
don’t care about my life, but anyway once his
done, I’ll just go to my room and sleep.
Oh!…wait; I don’t have a room anymore. It’s
been destroyed by the bullets. I totally forgot
that everything in my room practically has
holes in them. I no longer have a window and
the hinge of my bedroom door is broken
making the door to hang lopsidedly, the walls
also have holes in them and so does my
mirror table. The room also has pieces of
glass and wood all over the floor and on the
bed, I noticed all these at the time when I
went upstairs to my room to change my
clothes after our movie. So there’s no way I’ll be able to sleep in my room tonight. I’ll
probably just stay in Ada’s room; I’m sure
she won’t mind. I was too far gone thinking
about my room, I didn’t realize we had
arrived home. We were already driving into
Michael’s compound and I could see some of
his company cars lined up in front of the
house with his men standing at his sides.
Every one of them looked really pissed.
I am in so much trouble. Yemi parked the
car. We both got out. I stood in front of my
car door, waiting for my girls to come out.
But only Becky came out. She walked around
the car coming to me, when she got to me
she said,
“Babe, won’t you go inside the house? What are you waiting for”?
I looked at her like she was insane, “Becky
can’t you see Michael and his friends staring
at us? If looks could kill I’m sure we all would
have been dead by now”.

“Well looks don’t kill cos we are still standing and breathing, so stop being scared, and go over to Michael, tell him you are fine, no one got hurt, and there is nothing to worry
about”.

Rolling my eyes I said, “Easy for you to say,
you’ve never been scolded by an angry
Michael”.

Becky ignored what I said, dipping her hand
into her handbag she brought out her nail
file, then she began to file her nails. She’s
always filing her nails, how long are those
nails anyway?. I was staring at her while she
was doing her nails when I noticed that Ada
had not yet come out of the car. I walked
over to the back seat of the car, opening the
door; I dipped my head in and asked “aren’t you coming out”?
She shook her head, staring straight ahead,
looking at someone. I followed her eyes and
realized it was Gibson she was looking at,
and he didn’t look too happy. Suddenly he
started to walk over to our car in long strong
strides, Michael did the same too. Oh my,
this is not good.

Ada gave a girly squeal getting out of the car
like a squirrel, running and yelling,
Saying “I’m sorry, but I had to do it, I had to protect Fola!”.

She was running towards the gate, yelling
sorry repeatedly, Gibson was running after
her, shouting at her to come back. But Ada
was hearing none of it, she ran out of the
gate, Gibson right behind her. It was so funny
I and Becky couldn’t stop laughing.

Suddenly I felt someone tap me on my
shoulder, I turned around still laughing to find
out who it was, it was none other than
Michael, the love of my life. And my Michael
wasn’t smiling, nope he was fuming, and I
knew this because his jaws were ticking.
Michael said to me with a stern deep voice
“inside now”. Without saying a word, I walked quietly and obediently into the house,
prepared to take whatever scolding he was
going to give me. I heard him say to Becky
“you, I’ll handle later”
“Yes boss”, replied Becky chewing her gum,

I can imagine how she said that, saluting and
saying “yes boss” that’s so like Becky.

I got to the door opened it and walked it.
When I turned around to close it, I saw
Michael walking up to me. I stood there with
the door opened until he got close, then he
said
“Go straight to my office and wait for me
there”.

I wanted to say I was sorry but I couldn’t
seem to move my lips. So I turned around,
with my head down, I walked to Michael’s
office, ready for my doom.

Yep I am in deep deep trouble.