THE PRODIGAL SON - Episode 7

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Nigeria's leading fictional story blog - phone, help, gunshot, the car, refusing to get into the car, the primary school, sucking hungrily at Candy’s breasts, A deafening gunshot rang out, The light, with blood spurting from his head like a fountain, the police officers, limping behind them, friends.


Candy didn’t take notice of the vehicle beside the hotel nor of those who keenly watched her from inside it. She was more interested in escaping the guy who had grabbed her breasts earlier. Her phone dropped from her pocket and landed on her right foot. Had it not been for that, she would not have noticed her phone had fallen to the ground. She had to stop running to pick the phone. Fearfully her eyes darted about the street. Momentarily she stood still to see if the guy was still after her. With no sign of him, she began to walk back to pick her phone. “She is going back guys! She saw us! She saw us!” Chima shouted. Candy had reached the spot where her phone lay, but had heard an unmistakable voice. A voice she had come to dread after what she saw in Michael’s house. Like an antelope looking out for a lion, she picked her phone hurriedly and looked around.

There were some chaotic moments around the car beside the hotel, some young men were jumping out of it. She fixed her gaze on one of the young men and her heart sunk into her stomach. “Chima! How did he find me?” Candy asked out loud. She swung around and powered away in the direction she was coming from. “Candy stop! Stop! Stop Candy!!!” Chima shouted as he gained ground on her. “Help! Help!! Help!!! Aaaah!!! Somebody help!!!” Candy’s voice rattled the quiet night. Chima and his friends stopped to see if someone was coming to help Candy. One of them had started the car and drove toward Candy. “Nobody is going to help her by this time Chima. Don’t let that yansh get away,” said Lekan, one of Chima’s friends.

Candy’s feet pounded heavily on the ground as she ran to the major road from where the taxi driver had given her directions to the hotel she could spend the night in. “Go! Go! Guys go!! Nobody is coming to help her! Salami block her with the car!” Chima shouted to the guy driving their car. Candy turned and saw the car revving up toward her. “Help!! Help!!! Aaaah!!! Help!!!” she let out another round of bloodcurdling cry for help. A gunshot rang out behind Candy and she hit the ground with violent force and hurt her knee. Dragging herself up she limped toward the road, screaming hysterically. Both night crawlers and taxi drivers on the road took to their heels at the sound of the gunshot. Salami had applied the brakes when he heard the gunshot and jumped out of the car. His impression was that the police or local vigilante were unto them.

“Salami go back and drive the car. Na that stupid man dey shoot em gun!” Chima instructed. They were all now walking bravely toward Candy who painfully was limping across the road still crying for help. “Candy you thought you could run from me, right?” Chima asked. Salami drove close to Candy and blocked her with the car. One of them who had joined him in the car jumped out and grabbed Candy. She screamed so loud the guy let go of her for a moment. She tasked her legs and bolted off. Her injured knee could not carry her. She hit the floor, folded herself in a heap and continued to cry for help. Windows of the houses nearby opened and residents peeped at the girl crying for help on the street. “Drag her up!” ordered Chima. Two of his friends pulled Candy to her feet. “So you actually thought you could leave Lagos with your virginity intact, right? I swear, tonight, we are going to burst your ass wide open,” Chima threatened and grabbed her voluptuous breasts with two hands and squeezed them hard.

Salami dug his hands into Candy’s bum short and ripped off her pant with one strong pull at it. The edges of the pant carved into Candy’s prominent buttocks and tore her skin. Within a few seconds Chima and his friends had striped Candy stark naked and threw her bag by the road side. Candy continued to cry as their hands dug into every part of her body. She squeezed her eyes shut and screamed with all her strength. Two round of gunshots rent the air. Picking up Candy’s bag, Chima shouted, “Push her into the car! Salami get in the car and drive to Eku Primary School!” Candy fought hard, refusing to get into the car. One of the guys, Lekan, lifted her and pushed her into the car forcefully. The others joined them and they drove away to the primary school. “O boy! Let us start from here now! Shift! Shift let me enter her!” Shouted Lekan. Two of the guys were already sucking hungrily at Candy’s breasts. “No, Lekan! Na me go enter first nah! Nah me bring her come down from Abuja,” Chima protested, pulling Lekan back. Candy closed her legs as tightly as she could while still crying out for help.

Candy successfully resisted them from going into her in the car, until they reached the primary school. In a flash they carried her out of the car and one of them dragged her bag behind the others. When they reached a mango tree, they laid Candy down at the foot of it and began to beat her viciously, demanding that she open her legs. The young girl held on still crying. “Salami go and get that knife in the car!” Lekan thundered. “Okay! Okay!! Please don’t bring the knife. I will let you go in!!” Candy cried in a heart-melting fashion. Chima stooped down to go into her. Candy still held her legs shut. By now her face and thing were swollen from the beating she had received. Salami ran to the car and in a jiffy returned with the knife. He was clearly angry. He raised it high to lower it on Candy’s thigh and a strong beam of light hit them. “Don’t move! If you move I shoot!!” a baritone voice thundered. Salami dropped the knife and made a dash to escape. “A deafening gunshot rang out and Salami’s head exploded like watermelon. Chima moved behind the car and crouched on the ground toward the wall. Lekan followed him. In a flash the two of them leapt the wall and were gone.

Their other two friends knelt down on the ground with their hands raised high as the beam of light approached them. The light moved away from them and focused on Salami who was lying dead on the ground. His head had been shattered by bullet beyond recognition. The sight of Salami’s condition sent a jolt into the two boys. On the ground Candy lay crying deeply. “So you are the bad boys who terrorize this neighbourbood by night and rape girls?” that same baritone voice asked. “No sir! It is the devil,” said one of Chima’s friends. The light turned on the persons behind it and revealed a team of four armed policemen. They were of the police anti-robbery unit. Someone had called them when he saw Candy being attacked on the street. “Waste one of them! We don’t have where to keep them. Our jail is full!” one of them ordered. The officer holding the light placed the barrel of his gun on the head of one of the two guys and blew half of his head away. The guy hit the ground violently with blood spurting from his head like a fountain. Candy shook terribly on the ground. The blood from the guy’s head had splashed heavily on her.

As the police officers secured the guy they had spared, they turned to Candy. The sight of her seductive breasts and clean-shaven pubic hair left them licking their lips. Candy saw the way they moved and feared she may have moved from frying pan to fire. She managed to stand to her feet. The officers won’t take the light off her body. It was as if they were devouring every inch of her body with their eyes. When she turned her back on them and her bum dangled in their faces, one of the officers whistled. Candy could not tell where her bag lay. To get them to take the light off her, she pleaded, “Please help me. I am looking for my bag.” Her broken voice jolted them back to reality. Then they began to move the light about to help her find her bag.

“There it is!” said one of the officers. The light was focusing on the bag, directing Candy to it. She hobbled over to it, unzipped it and removed a gown. Quickly she put it on. There was no time for bra and pant. She wanted to hide her body from the officers who were obviously turned on by her nakedness. “Come with us. We need to get you to the station for statement and after that the hospital,” one of the officers said. “Thank you sirs. God bless you,” Candy said limping behind them as they headed out of the primary school. One of the officers held Chima’s friend who was still pleading for his life to be spared. “My phone! My phone!” Candy shouted. “Where is her phone?” one of the officers asked the boy they had arrested. “I … don’t… don’t know,” the boy stammered. “You don’t know because your eye dey for her thing abi? You go die this night!” “Officer abeg! Abeg! Nah Satan!” “Those your friends who escaped, you know their houses right?” “Yes sir! I know their houses! I know their parents and their villages.” “Good!”

The policemen flashed their light about in search of Candy’s phone. Then from the car Chima and his friends had parked, Candy heard her phone ringing. She opened the car and saw her phone on the floor of the car. It was her mother calling. Candy was too ashamed of herself to pick the call. She shut it off and immediately regretted it. It had just occurred to her that those policemen could still rape her that night. She wished she had told her mother where she was and asked her to speak with the police officers. She switched her phone on again and then heard that sound you get when your phone battery is down. With her heart beating heavily, she limped behind the officers. One of them tracked back and put his left hand under Candy’s arm to support her. Candy felt a cold chill down her spine when the officer fondled her dangling left breast with the tips of his fingers. That was her cue, she was then certain that either those officers would nicely ask her for sex that night, or they would take it from her by force.

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Written by:
Andrew Magege

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