DANIEL: The reason I got into this storyline was because I got twisted with Nadia in complicated ways I couldn't have imagined.
I had gotten back to the academy late in the night. I would have to sneak in, but security was very tight. I prayed so hard that I make it to my room alive.
"Who's there!?” a commanding voiced echoed those words.
I froze almost immediately, waiting for the angry man to get to me. But the guy cracked his gun. It was then I realised he wasn't approaching to hear my explanations. I took off and he pursued.
I found a dark tunnel, and without thinking about what I might encounter, I ran through it; you won't believe this man followed suit.
My initial plan was to hide there for a while and come out later when he was out of sight. But my plans changed; I hurried to the other side. Miraculously, the tunnel lead me to our floor, but it wasn’t my hall. I noticed a door open; I ran in and shut the door.
This is where the actual story began, because I ran into Nadia’s room, only to discover an unconscious lady bleeding; from frying pan to fire.
NADIA: The shock that overwhelmed me got me startled for the next two minutes. It wasn't my fault. The horrific tales I heard from the mysterious old lady had created fear in my mind already.
I didn't know I had left the door open until the person I least expected rushed in.
"Jesus! God no... God no! Why me today? Why do they want to kill me?"
My heart had left me. My mind whispered to me that the people responsible for Joyce’s injury had come to finish their job. But it was just Daniel. “What in the world is he doing in my room?”
He was sweating profusely. He was panting and fidgeting like a scared rabbit.
Before I uttered another word, I heard a knock on my door. He quickly hid behind the door and signaled me not to sell him out.
Sell him out keh, when I have my own case to hide?
"Sir, there is no one here. Please I am naked," those few words convinced the man standing behind my door.
When he was finally gone, I rushed to Joyce and applied pressure to her chest. She was pleading from a slight tear on her forehead. She must have hit her head somewhere. Thank goodness, I knew exactly what to do. I am a doctor nah…
"What do we do?"
I asked Daniel who had been standing afar off by the door. He made sure there was a very reasonable gap between us. I knew he was thinking I did the damage.
"What's we…? You and who…?"
He quickly replied.
"Mr. Man! Whether you like it or not, we are in this together. Except you want me to call back the security."
I threatened. After he hesitated for a while, he finally gave in.
"Take, hold this scissors. I have to sew her up."
I made sure all my medical kits were with me; I carried them along with me on the day I journeyed to the academy.
Daniel remained quiet as I sew Joyce up and made her lie on her back to stop the bleeding. Slowly, I could sense life coming back to her.
We couldn't sleep. He sat opposite me, with his back against the wall.
I had a lot to say; I had a lot to ask, and I knew he had something to say too. But we sat, looking at the ceiling as if there was something special about it.
"So you tried to kill her?"
He finally spoke out.
"Kill who? I think there is something wrong with you! I should rather be scared that you want to kill me. What are you doing in my room at this time of the night?" I fired back immediately.
I had been expecting him to say that; I had already prepared answers for his questions.
He was quiet again.
"Is that why you tore my trousers the other day!?" he shot again.
"After you planned to disgrace me…?” I added,”And for the record, you bathed me with sour food. So what's the big deal?"
Silence again, till he asked another question, one I least expected...
"What really happened, Nadia? You looked broken that day. Who hurt you?"
I opened my mouth to speak, but words could not flow, only air. I felt he was trying to read me, so I turned my face away before I finally found the words to reply.
"None of your business!"
I expected him to say something else, but he didn't, so I asked;
"Where are you coming from by this time? And why was the security chasing after you?"
My mind was telling me he had gone clubbing. I had the right to know because he took refuge in my room. But then, this guy had the guts to reply,
"None of your business!"
We stayed quiet all night long. At some point in time, I fell asleep and woke up later to see him sitting in the same position. It was almost 4AM. Now, there is trouble; Joyce had not woken up yet.
"Daniel, she has not woken up..."
I muttered, I was panicking already.
"So?" He asked.
For a while, he didn't understand what I meant till I gesticulated.
"Okay. I’m out of here."
He stood up and started towards the door.
"It seems you’re forgetting something."
"What?" he asked.
"Any guy found in the ladies hall faces outright expulsion."
He sat back.
"God, why is this happening to me? Which kind wahala be all this one?"
That's not my business anyway. We are in this together, whether the devil likes it or not.
I remembered I had ‘Robb’ in my bag. I quickly applied some to her nostrils continuously till she sneezed and jerked up. “Let me go! Let me go!" she said over and over again.
Daniel rushed towards her like the flash and held her mouth even before I made a move.
"What's wrong with you? It's like you want to expose us."
I hit his hands off her.
"What's wrong with you? Can't you see she is hurt?"
He held his head and looked up to heaven, "God, let this cup pass me by".
I hissed and turned to Joyce.
She held my hand and muttered, "It was our supervisor, Brenda!"
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