Final Days In Skul - S01 E15

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Final Days In Skul - S01 E15

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 15

Later in the evening after

spending more than 4 hours in my room, I decided to stroll out, but I wasn’t having the intention of visiting anyone…ken has being calling but I just ignore the call…I don’t want to talk to anyone either….after walking for like few minute I saw a bar…..check my pocket my wallet was with me..

I walked inside, went straight to the far end corner of the store, we’re no one can see me, but I can clearly see all…..”Madam give me turbo kings” ok boss she replied and brought it….

Not up to one hour a guy walked to my table pulled out a chair an sat opposite me, …I was already on my fourth bottle

“Alaye hw e b nw”

Is like this dude is referring to me, from the assent I could tell he was a yoruba boy…

” Egbon nor b you I dhy halla?”

I just kept mute and watch him talk if is something have learnt about yoruba boys exp the once from lagos,and ibadan ther are very good in ranking, a yoruba boys can mend you for a whole day without geting tired…they will just b like: emi?? Ori ea.(Pardon my spelling)….but a benin boy like me gat no time for talk…they just walk close pick an empty bottle smash it on your head and use the piece to stab you, and walk away case close….that was exactly wat was on my mind at the moment….for bar sake pple are trying to wach match**

When I saw the guy was not giving a sigh of slowing down…I spoke up…”Com omo yoruba sha somting dhy worri u 4 head” that was wen he stood up, pulled out a gun and point it directly to my head..”Respect watein you talk ni”

I just looked at him for some second and bustard into an uncontrollable laughter….. this guy is sick, he was a member of the supreme…and he was sent here to test my patience* time to unleash wat I have in mind

I just stood up, walked to anoda table grab the a bottle, that still contain some unfinished liquor, turned it all into my mouth….and walked closer to the guy……kparr!!!! That was how I smash the star drink bottle on his head…it was still remaining the nick of the bottle in my hand, I placed it behind his throat..as blood was gushing out of his tick skull

“Tell who ever that sent you to try me….that I b one my mopol….and if he tried me…I go end am like fly wa fall inside bear.” With that I left him on his pool of his blood…collected his gun and went home…by now the store was empty as customers has all flee for there life..when they see gun..I pray make them nor run* I left ther took a bike and went straight to uloku it was the nxt community…that has a hoe house..I picked one of the prostitute who was old enough to b my mother…and bang all very hard…she slapt me severally beging me to com…and go

I got home took my bath and slept off…tomorrow is sunday*