TWISTS AND TURNS - Episode 9

Episode 9

Iye shut her eyes praying with all her heart though she was only whispering. Mark imagined the Story of Hannah who the priest thought was drunk; well, he knew she was pouring out her heart to God.
He drove into the parking lot and Iye rushed out of the car like a wounded lion while he followed her behind. The nurse had already given her directions to where her daughter was so they headed straight for the children’s ward.

Iye entered the ward where two other children were being treated. How could this be happening on her daughter's birthday??? She slowed down as she moved closer to the bed. That was when she felt a presence beside her and she remembered that she had not come alone. Poor Mark, following her to see her daughter when her irresponsible biological father was unreachable.
She slowly held her baby's hand and fresh tears cascaded down her cheeks. She sobbed quietly and felt Mark's hand on her shoulder comforting her. She was glad she was not alone. Mimi (her daughter) was still on drip and sound asleep. She stood up slowly without making a fuss in order not to wake the sleeping girl and they stepped outside for a while.
"Mark, I feel bad for getting you involved in all this. You’ve done enough and..." She choked on the tears that welled up within her, preventing her from finishing her sentence. He placed his hand on her shoulder to comfort her and instead, that lead to an outburst of a fountain of tears from her.
"You have to pull yourself together; you have to be strong for her you know?" He encouraged her in a tender voice.
" But I am s-s-s-scared Mark. What if she d..." "Now that is enough. You have to believe in your prayers. God is in control now. Let his will be done."
They heard a moan from the room and rushed back inside. It was her.

" Oh baby, mummy is here. Are you okay now?" She said seating on the bed holding her hand.
"Mummy!" Mimi called out weakly as tears rolled down her cheeks. Iye was felt as if she would faith; she wanted to be strong but this was her beloved child in obvious pains.
"Happy birthday sweetheart. It’s your birthday remember?"
"It is?" Mimi asked in a surprised tone but then Iye felt bad that she didn’t realize it was her birthday because her daughter was not one to forget so easily, not to talk of forgetting her own birthday.
"Mummy I told Mrs. Fati that I can't sweep the compound because of dust and she made me do it every morning. I didn't want dad to be mad at me again so I did my best. I then started feeling pains in my chest and told her but she said I was a lazy girl and...” “Oh sweety, just rest okay. You don't have to explain to me; just be fine for me, Okay." Iye said with quivering lips wondering where that monster of who called himself her father could be. If she had not come, is this how he would have abandoned her in the hospital?
"I think I have to call your dad again and...” “ Mummy please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone again. That woman does not like me. Please mummy, don't let him take me back." She started coughing and Mark ran to get the doctor.

Iye was shaking all over. Her daughter had equally suffered in her monstrous father’s hand. “He deserves to die.” She thought to herself.  Everything felt like a dream. The nurses rushed past her with a cylinder of oxygen. Her child was gasping for breath and all she could do was stand in shock with tears rolling down her cheeks. The nurses asked them to wait outside. She would have passed out if Mark had not caught her just in time. His strong arms circled her while her body shook, he whispered sweet words that she could not comprehend but hearing his voice was therapeutic. She tugged at his shirt as if her life depended on it. "God why have you forsaken me?" She said more to herself and the next thing she felt was a harsh pull on her arms; she knew who it was already and God knows she was too tired to fight.
"So I called you because your daughter is at the point of death and what do you do? You come to the hospital all lovey-dovey in the arms of a man hugging him so tight as if your life depends on it. Well, I still remember how you could never get enough of me back then. We could hook up and make healthier babies." David said with an evil smirk.
Mark gently released her, and if not that they were in the hospital, he would have punched the daylight out of this the jerk of a man.
"I guess some things don't change huh! Look at you, you look very pitiful and you know what you are? You are such a loser for hurting your daughter. You don't deserve such a precious child; because of your recklessness that girl is struggling between life and death. I don't know what you used to think about me but trust me, I am not the guy you used to know and if you say one more thing about this woman, I swear to you one phone call is enough to put you in your place. It is obvious you are such an irresponsible man; who else would leave his daughter and go get drunk but you? When she is out of this place, Iye will have custody of her and if you don’t like it, go get yourself a lawyer and let's meet in court." Mark said furiously.
"You nerd, you think you can threaten me huh! I can't be fooled. I will deal with you the way I did back then. I am the girl’s father; I do with my daughter whatever I want and you have no right to tell what to do. As for this whore, you are...”  Mark raised his hand but Iye caught it in time to prevent a fight.
"Stop this madness both of you." She said and just then the doctor stepped out.
"Can I talk to the parent of the child please, there is an emergency."
"What!"

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TWISTS AND TURNS -Episode 8

Episode 8

The rest of the drive home was a quiet one, Mark had left her to her thoughts because he also had some thinking to do. He was wondering if he could live with David's constant interruptions if he decides to marry Iye. He had no problem with becoming a father to her daughter but the David he knew was always troublesome. He was no longer the kid that was messed up by his peers, he was a grown man that could pull his own weight but the question is: can he pull hers too?
Iye appreciated the silence. She savored the warmth coming from him and the fact that someone really cared was good enough for her at this point. Moreover, it was not just any one but Mark. She had kept dialing David's number but he was picking the call. She tried to be brave but there was this sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was very wrong. She did not want to bother Mark any further. He had done more than enough for her in one day. They were gradually pulling closer to her apartment and she wished he would stay but she could not ask that of him.
" So where is the house?" He asked interrupting her thoughts.
" Oh! It’s the third house to the left." She answered coldly.
" Okay." He said and passed a quick glance her way.
" You know you can always call on me right? I will be here as fast as I can and please stop worrying; I know God is in control. He will do only what is best for us."
She looked at him as she struggled seriously to stop the tears that threatened to drop down her cheek. "Where were you all my life? Why were you not as persistent as David? Why did you not fight Harder huh?" She thought in her heart but she knew she had pushed him away and made him feel like trash back then but he still keeps saying the sweetest things that warm her heart. A God fearing man is reliable and she needed such assurance; not the unstableness of David.
" Thanks a lot Mark. I wish things had turned out differently but then I’m glad you met me and helped me today. I only wish I had your type of confidence; I’m really scared something has happened to my child and I don't know if I can breathe well knowing she is in potential danger. That girl is the only thing that makes me want to keep living because my life has been a total wreck and...and..." she sniffed to hold back the torrent of tears that would soon burst forth and wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand.
" Oh Mark am sorry I have been such a bother, let me get out if your way so you can get back to your life. Thanks for everything." She said as she gathered herself and placed her hand on the door to open the car and save herself from further embarrassment but just as she made that move, Mark held her arm before she could escape and she held her breath.
"Iye you have never and will never be a burden to me, I don't know the mess you are in but if you think you can walk in and out of my life the way you want then you lie. I won't go running because you have plenty baggage, everyone has got their own mess, so please let me help you." He said in the gentlest tone.
" Oh Mark this is overwhelming; I don't know what to say. You really don't mean what you are saying do you, I...” her phone started ringing and she searched for it in a hurry and was surprised it was David calling after several missed calls from her.
" Yeah hello, David where is my daughter?" She yelled.
" She what? Oh my God, where is she now? Okay I will be there and David if anything goes wrong with my daughter, you will regret it." She threatened and the phone dropped from her hand.
All Mark could see now was an angry woman who would let nothing stand in her way. "So where are we going?" He asked.
" Prince and Princess Hospital." She said numbly as tears ran down her cheeks rapidly.
" Oh God! Can this day get any worse?"

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Twists and Turns-Episode 5

Episode 5

 Iye rubbed her face as she took a last glance at the mirror. She smiled in satisfaction at herself. Her long gown was just the perfect size for her. She didn't want to look too flashy neither did she want to look needy but she loved the simple but sweet look she had achieved. She turned to her friends. "How do I look?"
"Well I thought you wouldn't ask but trust me I would have commented. So tell us, who is this guy you are trying to look perfect for and hey! Is that a stint of blush on your cheek, wow! She has totally fallen for him." Tamuno said laughing. Iye shook her head and smiled. "Tamuno, one problem you have is that you assume a lot and most times your assumptions are wrong and usually they leave you in regrets."
"So who are you doing all these for?" She asked eagerly.
"Tamuno have you forgotten that she goes to see her daughter every last Tuesday of the month and today is her birthday so she needs to be happy and look good." Bukky explained and Tamuno's shoulders drooped.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry! Wow, happy birthday to her. Why didn't you tell me so I could get my gift ready huh! Well I only wish for you to have a man that will take care of you not that jerk. He does not deserve anything good in his life and...”  Tamuno!!! Thank you ehn, please stop the insults I beg. You know the only thing that is keeping me quiet is my child. I have prayed every prayer I know just to have my baby with me but I guess I have to make do with what I have" She said sadly.
"Oh common! Don't let that bother you okay. I know all will be well." Bukky said even though she was not sure about all being well.

Osas had walked out of her life like she was a piece of trash, he left her feeling she never meant anything to him. She felt like a fool and it hurt to see the man you love flaunting another girl in front of you. She heard of his new girl and couldn't believe he had gotten over her in such a short while. It turns out life has played a cruel joke on her but she was not laughing at all. She wished her friend could find a good man to marry her and help take back her daughter from that beast…

They waved Iye good bye until she was out if sight.
Iye stepped out of the taxi that drove her to the two bedroom flat. She walked to the balcony where she met his neighbor…" Good afternoon ma." Iye greeted the woman.
"Welcome my dear, you come see your princess abi?"
"Yes ma, today is her birthday. I didn't come last month and I waited for today to surprise her. Let me go and see my baby." She said excitedly walking towards the door.
"Em... My dear wait." The woman called and Iye stopped in her tracks.
"Yes ma, you called me. It's like they are not even at home now." She said eyeing the padlock on the door with a dampened spirit. She had hoped that she would meet them at home or at least, to meet her not him. They always had issues to discuss whenever she came around and she was not ready for that now. All she wanted was to have great fun with her daughter.
"Baba Angel been know say you dey come before?" The woman asked in pidgin English.
"Yes now, he knows this is my day of visitation." She said wondering why she should be questioned. "Hope all is well ma."                                                     " My dear, talk dey. Make you no just spoil body you hear." The woman explained.
"Ma please, don't be silent. If you have anything to say to me please do." She said with quivering lips. A sudden fear had come on her as she tried to imagine the worst and what will happen if she loses her daughter.
"OK then, the thing be say your oga don carry Angel travel."
Iye started to shake her head. "Angel! Travelled? To where? He never mentioned that they would be travelling and oh my God! "She scratched her head in confusion. " My baby had better be okay if not, he will see the worst part of me." She said shaking in fury. The older woman just looked at her as if she was merely watching a movie.
"Em...please ma, do you have an idea of where they went?" She asked after several attempts to call his number.
"Na one madam place o. E be like say Angel go dey live for there now. The madam get money well well and so them been dey find person wey go dey stay with them as e be say all them children no dey inside we country again." She explained feeling no remorse. She assumed Iye was pretending not to know the truth.
"So my daughter is another woman's house help eh?!"
"Hmm! Na the name wey I been hear be that. You sabi book well well, I even...Aunty you don dey go? Make you look road well o." The woman called after her but she was past caring what happens next as she walked off in anger like a lioness whose cubs had been stolen.
"My baby is now a house help? How could he do this to me? I thought he was capable of taking care of her? Who knows if those people will remember or care if it's her birthday?" She soliloquized.
"Hey lady, get off the road." Someone yelled but she didn't hear until the car screeched with a loud noise and stopped. Her body reacted with shock and she stood still until a passerby yanked her off the road.
"Iye are you okay?"
She turned towards to a familiar voice. "Mark!"

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TWISTS AND TURNS-EPISODE 4

Episode 4

Tamuno turned to Iye with an angry look, she had obviously forgotten where she was until she saw Osas handing over a small gift bag to Bukky. “This guy is really dubious”, she thought; how come she had not noticed the gift in his hand? And the meek Bukky was busy staring at the bag with surprise, she was obviously missing something but she couldn't place her hand on it.
 "Collect it now, or why are you staring at it that way", Tamuno said in an irritated tone. "You should learn to mind your business okay?" Iye replied her.
Bukky sat gently on the bed. She collected the gift slowly and her eyes never left his face. He had that rakish smile still intact and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach. "Why am I feeling intimidated huh? Why did he place an embargo on our relationship? What happened to unconditional love ehn?" she screamed loudly in her head. She slowly placed it on the bed but knowing how busy bodied and sometimes shameless Tamuno could be, she trapped the gift and turned it over on the bed before anyone could stop her and even Osas was taken aback by her behaviour. Bukky's face felt really hot with embarrassment. Everybody's eyes popped in surprise as they saw the content on the bed.
 "Oh my God!" , Tamuno exclaimed. "Girl this is hot, I never knew you’ve gone way ahead of me in this game. What! This is the prettiest Victoria's secret bikini I have seen; imagine the perfume too, this must have cost you a fortune Osas." Tamuno said in her busy bodied tone. Bukky felt like entering the ground. Her pulse picked a faster pace, her temple had some sweat beads forming already. She couldn't believe the humiliation in front of her friends, which meant he would gladly tell the whole world what happened if she had slept with him.

Tamuno busied herself checking the stuff out but Iye was boiling in anger.
 "Osas or what do you call yourself, I think it’s time for you to go. I believe some things should have been done in private, at least give the girl some credit for Christ sake. I don't care about your relationship with my friend but I warn you to stay clear if you don't have her interest at heart." "Iye please let me handle this, I beg you." Bukky said looking embarrassed. "I doubt if you can, sweet heart I want the best for you and thus guy might be rich and sweet but he is definitely not a gentleman. Osas I beg you to leave now please. I wouldn't want to do anything stupid and don't try my patience."
"Bukky, why are you living with these crazy women huh! You should come with me now. I am just keeping quiet because of you. You’d ask your friend to tame her tongue or else..." "Or else what!" Tamuno cut in. "See forget the fact that I am acting weird, I am not a fool okay and like Iye said maybe you should go now. Bukky is too good for you, you are just a player. See I have seen the ugliest part of life but this girl here is still sweet and innocent and even if she goes hay wire, it wouldn't be with you, now get out." She ordered angrily.
Bukky already had tears in her eyes. "Ladies please stop talking to him like that, he is a nice person, it’s just a little misunderstanding that's all. Osas I’m soo sorry, my friends are not always like this okay? They are just being over protective of me that's all. Baby can we just go out and discuss this?" she said holding his hand but he shoved her away angrily.
"How dare you touch me here when you let your friends humiliate me, I warned you not to discuss our relationship with outsiders but it’s obvious you don't listen. I was thinking of giving you another chance but I really think it’s time to say good bye." "What! Oh common baby, why are you punishing me this way, you promised to love me no matter what, why are you doing this? Can't we start all over again?" she begged; but Iye was becoming impatient and Tamuno was in the mood to break someone's head.
"You lost your chance, I thought by now you should have more sense but it’s obvious you are still living in the analog generation. Life is digital and I have no business with you, keep the gifts, you might need them some day okay. I need a woman that keeps me going not a bore like you." Bukky stifled a cry that was about to erupt from her throat. Her vision was clouded by the tears in her eyes. She was oblivious of her surrounding and the next thing she heard was his car leaving with a screeching sound and her room mates cursing especially Tamuno.
Iye rushed to her side and wrapped her arms around her and the pent up tears fell in a torrent. Tamuno was not the emotional type. She had more of action in her. She had lost the softness to life's issues.
"God saved that boy. I thought he was a good man but then how could I have forgotten that good men exist only in novels. Bukky never you allow an abusive man into your life again. That guy would do anything to get what he wants, I hope you are not foolishly thinking he loved you? Well, you better not o. Advise him not to come here because I will break his head if he comes." Tamuno said fuming in anger. "Oh please, don’t talk like that. I know he’ll still be back, I know he loves me."
"What?!" They echoed in unison.

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  Pheobe Omiwole is a motivational speaker and a talented writer who uses her pen and voice to affect the world and the lives of men. She also has a personal blog where she writes really inspiring stuff. Check out her blog on  http://www.pheobeomiwole.WordPress.com