Truth or Dare

“Oh my God, this place is amazing. I can’t believe we are here,” Julia squealed with happiness as she squeezed the hand of Dede as the plane touched down. “Are lives will change for the better in this new place. There are lots of opportunities and I heard the money here is good. Here we can be all we dreamed of. You can get into the modelling industry easily here,” Julia said with excitement and Dede amidst her fears tried to smile. Dede sat next to Julia frightened like her life was over recalling the feel of suspending in the air for hours, the speed of the plane at takeoff and now the landing feel. She just wanted to get out of this frightening metal bird. Julia on the other hand didn’t have much of a problem with the flight as back in Ghana she traveled to Kumasi in a plane multiple times. They soon stepped out of the plane and the cold weather hit them as they walked towards the checking point. Dede looked around her new environment surprised they were indeed out of Ghana and in

She moved the knife to her other cheek to give herself another cut. She intended to give herself multiple scars on her face. She knew by doing this, she may never get the job as a model because all the models she had seen in the magazines had flawless skin and now she is giving herself scars. "Ms, what are you doing," screamed Kate startling Dede who suddenly dropped the knife in her hand as her gaze shifted to the opened door. Kate entered and walked up to her. Dede took a step back but Kate caught up with her and was surprised to see the blood on her face. "What are you doing?" Kate asked but Dede could not speak, but her eyes were rather filled with tears threatening to fall. "Whatever you are going through, harming yourself is not a solution. It would rather give you more problems. Every problem has a solution," Kate said almost like she was scolding Dede. "Look, I don't know what your problem is but I can assure you what you are doing now is not a solution," Kate said. "W

Dede was happy and she thanked the manager unaware of how she would be dressed while serving strangers in the restaurant. As requested, Dede went to see the HR who had already been informed by the manager that she was coming to see him. "Ah you must be Dede," came the voice of a man. "Yes, please," Dede responded excitedly "What you are going to do is not difficult. You will be waiting on tables. I will give you two tables for a start," the man said. "Sit down," he said standing up from behind his desk. Dede sat down on the chair in front of the desk. The man continued to talk with one hand in his pocket as he paced up and down his office. "All you need to do is. If you see anyone sitting at that table, you attend to them. It is that simple. Take their orders and serve them," he said and tossed a book onto the table startling Dede. He slammed his hand on the table and stared at Dede on his left as he bent over the table. He smiled looking at her face but his face became serious a

"We are going for a ride," Brian said. Steve went for the car key and soon, they were out of the building with Steve behind the wheel. "She was behind the building. So use the back street," Brian said and Steve made a turn onto the road leading to the back street behind the restaurant. Dede was out on the street, not sure which way to go. She walked on the pavement trying to find her bearing. She had come in from the front, now she was behind the restaurant. "Okay, Dede think," She said to herself. "If this is the back of the restaurant," Dede said and looked at the road behind her. "This road should lead to the front of the restaurant. I can find my way back to the junction and return to the shelter," she said and decided to use the road. Dede had only taken a couple of steps when she saw a car heading in her direction. A couple of cars had driven past her earlier but this particular car seemed like it was heading for her. When the car was close she saw Steve behind the wheel an

"No, no, this can't be happening," Dede whispered on her lips taking some steps back. She turned to walk away but heard someone call out to her. There were two people she recognized from the people sitting together. One was the man she had seen on the television the first day she arrived in the country and the second was the lady she met at the restaurant who spoke to her harshly. "Does Mr Jackson own this place too?" Dede thought, not sure what to do as she continued taking slow steps backwards. "Hey, are you not supposed to bring the drinks here," came a lady's voice. There were two men and four ladies. Bryson sat relaxed in his seat with his arms stretched on the backrest of the seat. Melissa sat next to him and the other gentleman sat opposite Bryson with the three ladies sharing a seat with him. Eva sat on his right side and Jolie and Christina sat together to his leftDede paused in her steps, walked towards the group and with trembling hands, placed the tray of drinks on the