Must Read: My Distraction… Season 2 (18+)… Part 15

A story written by Goodheart ([email protected], Whatsapp/phone: 08067537202)… If You Missed The Part 14, Read It Here

In raw rage and fury, I ran like a bedeviled man towards the sound as my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could make out the figure of a male standing few feets away from me, and a female sitting cuddled up in a corner crying softly.Then the silhouetted masculine figure walked towards me, stepping out of the shadows as the beams from a passing vehicle fell on the area and I noticed it was Norbert, and the crying lady was Nkem.Instantly I paced towards her, squatting before her to discover the top of her dress in shreds and she was barefooted, looking rough handled.

“What happened?” I asked impatiently.

Nkem was too broken to say a word as she was in a shock.That was when Norbert spoke up,”I had come down here to ambush those idiots, when I discovered one of them trying To Molest her at gunpoint (my eyes widened) so I shot him twice, since he was armed”, and he pointed to a limp body lying some meters away.I stood up and walked towards the body and found out he was still breathing, but badly injured in a pool of his blood.

“He needs a doctor”, I said to Norbert.But he simply waved me off and said,”Let him bleed out, that’s his reward”.

The sounds of scampering footsteps and screams alongside re-occuring shots could still be heard from the floors above.No one seemed to be coming down the stairs anymore since it was pitch dark and eerie.So i sensed most of the fleeing guests were now by passing their escape through the balcony of the second floor.I knew the police would soon appear in no time and everyone would be a suspect, including the traumatized Nkem.And the least thing I wanted for her was a couple of obnoxious Cops putting her through series of interrogations, which could further traumatize her or even implicate me (now that won’t be funny).So I walked back to her and noticed she was now shivering as her shock got the better side of her.

“Its okay love”, I said placing my hands on her shoulders, and drew her into my arms.She began to sob,”He…he wanted To Molest me…almost shot me”, as I cuddled her to my chest, stroking her hair.

“Guy, you better take her away from here”, Norbert said in a tensed voice.He had noticed a slight movement within the shadows below the stairs.And I noticed it too.So we ducked and all fell silent waiting for the worst.

“2pac!!”, a deep voice called out from the stairs, echoing in the hallway.The caller seemed scared too as he stood at the foot of the stairs, peeping into the darkness, not knowing what lay in wait for him.Then another voice spoke,”Niggie make we dey go….2pac no dey here”.But the caller was determined and reluctant to leave.”Na here him sey e dey come”, he said.And there was silence for some seconds before the second voice spoke again”,Bros I don commot oo” and we heard footsteps going back up the stairs as the caller’s footsteps slowly followed behind.Quietly we arose from our positon and headed for the car park, with Norbert behind us.He wanted to be sure we were safe.

On getting there, we noticed the whole place in disarray, with broken bottles littered all over, crashed plastic chairs and streaks of blood on the ground.Nkem and I got into the car and I opened the back door for Norbert.

“Come with us”, I said to him, but he declined and said,”I cant abandon my brothers, you know the rules”.Then I started the engine, no sooner had I done so when a shot was fired towards us, hitting Norbert at the back and he fell on his knees.Before you could say ‘Jack’, I hit the reverse in panic, looking into the rearview mirror to see two guys coming at us and i steered the car (almost wrecking the steering wheel) as Nkem muttered in shock,”I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna die…..”, she kept mumbling those words as I sped into the lonely road.

Honestly I couldn’t believe I had just survived the ordeal.That would be the third time I was escaping by the whiskers, cheating the harbinger of death.

As I drove along, I wondered what would have become of Norbert by then.And I believed the guys running after us were the same guys back at the hallway.I turned to look at Nkem who had her head tilted to the left, feeling giddy as the wind from the window billowed the shreds of her torn dress.One thing was certain, we couldn’t go home by that late hour and in Nkem’s condition.Aunt Stephe would easily detect foul play.And Frank’s place wasn’t an option it could still be haunted.So I drove towards the only source of solace which I could think of.And that was the community hall, as I had the aim of spending the night with the vigilantees who kept watch there.Atleast with Nkem’s condition, they would believe my story.In no time we arrived the vigilantees spot as beams from the torch lights of the armed men blurred my vision the moment I stepped down from the vehicle.When they drew closer and saw Nkem, the men became interested in our case and one of them asked me what happened.

“Oga na armed robbers oo”, I lied.

I told them a fabricated story which would attract more sympathy and they swallowed it Hook, Nail and Sinker.They agreed to let us spend the night in the car while they kept watch over the vicinity.By the time I had finished with the men, I came back to the car to find Nkem already asleep.

The night was becoming chilly, so I took off my jacket and covered her as she stirred slightly, mumbling dreamily in her sleep.Then I fell back to my seat, setting it lower as I soon drifted away too.It had been an adventurous night and a bloody one as well.

To Be Continued…