He is a boy, she is a girl...
I'm sure you're pretty certain where this is going. *smiling* but don't be so sure.
They meet. They talk. They smile. They laugh. And the rest is obivious.
Now fast forward 5months into the relationship and the story gets a bit twisted.
Who would have known that life could be this cruel thought Jeffry as he walked the golden brown streets of Surulere. It seemed like just yesterday when the only care he had in this life was to make money and get a beautiful girl.
"No be me go kill you, idiot" the blast of the horn and human screams jogged him back to the present. With a sigh he crossed to the other side of the road with his head hanging low. The hopeless look her face wore the last time he saw her haunted his mind. Her words, "don't leave me to die" echoed loudly in his head.
Jeffrey a young man living in the heart of the most populated city in Nigeria had dreams similar to most guys his age. But unlike them he had the passion and zeal to pursue it. He had an inner strength and courage that many found intimidating. Very little barriers could actually hinder him from getting whatever he wanted to get. He did anything that needed to be done. Anything. He believed in the saying that the end justifies the means.
This fearless quality in him had always meant he hung around the wrong set of people. They always seemed attracted to him. Not that he was particularly happy about this but he had come to accept it. Also the fact that the good guys found him intimidating didn't help matters, because they stayed away from him. His mother observed this tragedy in his early teenage years and warned him sternly that people judge you by the company you keep. Or in Jeffrey's case the company that keeps you.
(To be continued...)
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