NOOBIE HUNTER
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9 months ago

POWER BANK

CHAPTER 08

BOTTOM BELLE

SETTING: LONDON STREET-ABA (AD 2024)


I am Nneka Mbakwe, however in Mbakwe family, I'm best regarded as a visitor, no schooling, no Christianity, despite being a twin sister to Louise, yet Mr. Mbakwe had only two children Thomas and Louise, where is Nneka. my love for the African culture is enormous that even a smoking volcano would quench, than for me to be westernized.


Papaya going towards the guest room, I coincidentally came out of my room, our eyes met, in swift I developed weak knees, Papaya was too late in catching me mid-air, i landed my elbows terribly, nevermind it was just a bruise.

'Hi'

'Are you not going to help me up?'

'I only want that thing you know'

'So you will get that thing i know, yet you can not help me up?, you are a disappointment' I blurted and stood myself.

'Its not like that'

' I'm listening'

Papaya became calm.

'Just like i thought, you have lost your tongue'
I said this to wound his heart for melting my heart ignorantly.

'Emi lo kun (my own)'

I halted with butterflies tickling my belly.

'Not anymore' I replied; not to get him excited.

I went to the lounge.


'You have something doing right?' Thomas asking me, while relaxing on the sofa, watching The Grammy awards.

' Insult me properly' This is me scolding him.

'What are you going to do to Papaya?'

' Forget it, I'm not telling' Thomas replied me curtly.

'Do you think Nma would sue Papaya to court?'

'No i do not think so, he is still family'

'Nma is a gold digger'

'But not greedy' Thomas defending a gold digger.

'This situation calls for greed'

'What are you saying?' Thomas asked curiously.


'You observe well, Louise speaks well, and Nma is a gold digger, are you not curious to know who i am?'

' I'm listening' Thomas replied.

'Bottom-belle, i do what I'm told to do; are you owning me as your body guard or what?'

' I will get back to you'

'I will take that as a yes, I'm listening'

'How many names do you have?'
(silence)

'I have no name for celebration' I replied timid.

'Papaya will celebrate his second name "RICHEST STUDENT" tomorrow'


'Nma has one name, Louise has one, I have one name, even Papaya's best friend has one name, but you do not have a name' Thomas adding.

'You will stand by me at the occasion, understood?' Thomas tearing me apart with a stern look.

I turned to leave.

'Remember to leave your long skirts, your turbans, and Bible in your room, "DAY HUNTER" Thomas blurted.

'A thief?, a day Hunter is a thief, I'm not a thief' I protested.

'You are now useful in Mbakwe family' Thomas ignorantly stamped.

I left.


I glimpsed at Miss Nnukwuchi who was standing at the dark side of the room, so I trailed her all night. She hurried upstairs to Papaya.

(koor koor!!!)

She knocked severally but no response.

She heard footsteps coming upstairs, she immediately thought of hiding but no place to hide.

'Miss Nnukwuchi, are you troubled?' Me asking Miss Nnukwuchi.

'No, I'm here to remind Papaya what he told me to remind him'

'Did he answer?'

' No'

'Why are we still talking to each other'

'Goodnight' Miss Nnukwuchi bade.

'Nightmares' I replied looking heavily at her.

'I will expose you and Sir Thomas' Miss Nnukwuchi challenging me.

'You don't understand; when you are busted you are busted'

' We shall see!'

'By the blood, of Mbakwe flowing through my veins...get out of my sight'

Miss Nnukwuchi immediately realised she has over stepped her boundary.

'but...' Miss Nnukwuchi intending to speak

'Why do you love Papaya so much?' I cut in.


'Because he is the only one in this house that has common sense, and capable of keeping Mbakwe's name on a solid ground' Miss Nnukwuchi confessing.


'Others look disturbed since the death of Mr MBAKWE, but not you, instead you are looking even much wealthy like Papaya' Miss Nnukwuchi triggering me.

'What are you saying?'

'Good night' Miss Nnukwuchi biding.

'Could she ...no it's not possible, she is not that smart' I was thinking within me.

Miss Nnukwuchi and I have come a long way in Mbakwe family, from dishes to learning how to do laundry and dancing.

Miss Nnukwuchi left, while I approached the door poised.

(koor koor!!!)

But no one responded.

Suddenly the door opened,

I went in only to find Papaya on his sofa.

'What are you doing in my room?'

I immediately went I locked the door.

'Onye brother bikonu (I insist)' Me longing for Papaya

'But you want to be a nun'

' I'm a woman!, are you not a man?'

Papaya froze for seconds .

' I'm not interested'


'I have feelings, I know they are canal but they are still there, try to understand, please remove my impurities and make me pure (onye brother bikonu)' Me pleading.

'On one condition'

' I'm listening'

Silence...

'Sell your soul to me!' Papaya speaking pure darkness.

'Do not tell me you pay attention to FAR HUNTER when she appears'


'I will not lie, since I received this silver ring on my left pinky finger as a second award after this silver bracelet as an award for the RICHEST STUDENT, something tells me it has "CLOUD BALLERS" voodoo'

'Why do you say that?'

'I wake on time, I'm always where I'm meant to be'

'Incest is not to be encouraged, but lust is nothing, give it to me' I was insisting.

'Bottom-belle' Papaya calling me to order.

'It has been a while someone called me that' Flirting with Papaya.


'I hope you know what this means, you are now mine, my celebration is tomorrow, I cannot belief as young as I am, I already have two names' Papaya bragging.

'Enough of work, time for pleasure, from a nun'. Me speaking like I'm possessed.

Papaya ripped my dress.

'Now I know why you are 'the seducer' did I say it correctly?' Me asking.

'Yes I am " the seducer" Papaya responding.


I had a bet with my classmates in class five, "FIRST TO SEDUCE THE PRINCIPAL" Papaya added,

'Huh!' Me wondering

'And I won, and that is my story' Papaya still bragging.

'Are you a pervert?' I questioned.

'More perverted than perversion itself' Papaya responding.

' I will like to be comfortable' Me demanding, in order to enjoy myself while this fun last.

' I will like to have a shower with you only' I added, dragging him into the shower.


'I know you are not an amateur, because the way the gold digger narrated her experience with you, she would definitely fall for you if you reveal your identity to her, you shook down her Jericho's'

'hmmm... when did this happen?' Papaya became uncomfortable.


'Never mind, after all you are the only I know who has a T-shirt that "What if rapture is today by midnight" But, you have my soul now, I guess, I want my soul back!'

'Louise longs for my touch' Papaya shook himself off my snare.

'Hahaha, that tomboy, gangster!, she does not know what pleasure is'.

'So you think knowing me for a long time, you could still keep your record of virginity intact?'

'This is my story' Me confronting Papaya to redeem my soul.


'Surprise, surprise your story is no longer only yours!' Papaya deeped my hippocampus into deep thinking.

'I like it from the back' Papaya demanding,

I turned and faced the wall.


He began loving me hard, too hard. Tears crawling down my face not because they are tender, but of warriors that lost their upper limps and lower limps in the severe battle of war.


'There is one thing about lust, "Always plan ahead" before you give in' Papaya said while loving me even harder.


The shower kept runny, and my tears became pleasure in seconds, we both collapsed in the bathroom in our skin and water splashing on our skins

Next morning.


I hurried out of Papaya's room, heading to Thomas. Regretting all that happened last night.

(koor koor!!!)

' Come in'


Me walking into his room, dressed in a short skirt, and tank top and my chubby self flashing.

'You have dreads?'

'Yes, they are beautiful, ain't they?'

'Nevermind' Thomas chided my repercussions.


' I'm going live on Evangel awards, I just won the most promising artist of the year'

I remained silent.

'Have a seat'

I sat as supposed.

On air.


'Is funny but is the truth; Let outlaws make the rules, we are experienced...' Thomas kept talking and thanking his music lovers.


'I have a new Manager, My cousin, Papaya Mbakwe, "THE RICHEST STUDENT" is now my manager and music promoter'

'Huh' I exclaimed.

'What!' A shout was heard, but sounds like Mrs Loi-Loi.


'This contract is to last for two years only, but the fact is you should expect nothing less than songs from my soul'

There was great applause.


I excused myself and rushed to Papaya's room, without knocking, I batched into the room ranting.

'You did what!'


Papaya looking at who spoke, I gently turned, only to see my mother standing at the door with a knife.

___THE END____



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