Chronicles Of A Runs Girl - S01 E43

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Chronicles Of A Runs Girl - S01 E43

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 43

In the end, the calls lasted over an hour in which time the kidnappers agreed to five million Naira and the old man gave them a number to call to arrange ‘the rest.’ I didn’t get to speak to Johnny.

The men got up to leave and John junior saw them off. They greeted me and one of them asked if I remembered him, I didn’t. They must have carried on discussing outside because John junior did not return for another thirty minutes.

I looked around for a clock; I desperately wanted to know what time it was. When he returned he asked me if I was hungry. I wanted to ask him what was happening, what his father said, what the kidnappers said, but he wanted to know if I was hungry.

Strangely, I was.

He apologised that he had to send the cooks away so we would have to go out and eat. I told him I had nothing to wear and he suggested we go to my place to get my things.

I was happy to be going home but why had he assumed I would return to Johnny’s house with him?

The BQ was empty when I got there and I didn’t have my keys. I had just given up knocking and calling the girls’ names hoping there was someone asleep inside when my neighbour’s door opened.

It was Mama. She screamed my name and ran to me. She squashed me in bear-hug of an embrace and called the other girls to come out.

Long story short, when Kike returned and told them what had happened, they all decided it was a good idea to move out of the room. Kike was in tears when I saw her, but thank God she wasn’t hurt. Mama reminded me that she warned me not to go but I was too tired to even be upset at her timing.

They let me in and I changed. John introduced himself to each of the girls and apologised for how I’d been treated.

The girls didn’t want me to go and Mama even suggested coming with us but I managed to shake her off, but not before she told me that she had told Uncle China what happened and he was already ‘making some moves.’

I finally managed to say goodbye to the girls.

“Take us to a good restaurant,” John junior told the driver.

“What did Johnny say?” I asked him.

“He’ll be ok.”

I wanted to ask why he didn’t speak to me but it felt wrong to ask.

“How long have you known my dad?”

“A long time. He’s like my father.”

“Nice to meet you, sister.”

We laughed at his joke and the line returned.

I was attracted to him in a way I’ve never been attracted to a man. I knew I was going to have him and I knew he wanted me too. Why did he have to be Jonny’s son? Why did we have to meet like this? Why wouldn’t Johnny talk to me?

There was a time I would have slapped Johnny if he tried to touch with me. I would have done it not because the thought of it offended me, but because it was what the ‘me’ I had shown to him would have done. There had been moments when I knew he wanted to make a move but he never quite did, and there were times if had been bold we would have ended up sleeping together. So you see, this thing with his son was wrong wrong wrong. But it felt so right. I hardly even knew him but I already knew I would kiss him longer than I’d ever kissed anyone. I wanted to pray to God to stop me from doing something stupid but I didn’t.

The driver took us to Yellow Chilly, and there, as soon as we sat down, I knew I should have stayed with the girls.

Right next to us on another table was a man and two girls. It was the London boy and two young things.

He saw me the instant I saw him. He looked at John junior then he looked at me and shook his head. My blood boiled.