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2021-08-07 04:55:30On getting home, O'Connell tried to get in, but the door was locked. He pounded his fist on the door several times. But there wasn't any response.
He swore under his breath, wondering where the hell his roommate went.
Eventually the said person jerked the door open. Wearing boxers, was bare chested, with a facial expression of impatience.
"Where the hell did you go?" The boy Bentley asked.
"Job haunting." O'Connell replied, then glanced over Bentley's shoulder, into the living room. There, he saw feminine clothes on the chair, panties and bra on the floor.
A sick grin spread across his face, as he returned his eyes to Bentley. "You asshole." He said, then shoved the boy aside so he could make his way into the house.
"So did you get the job?" Bentley asked O'Connell, as he followed him into the kitchen.
"Yep." O'Connell replied him, popping the 'P'. Then he slammed the fridge door open to grab a bottle of beer.
"That's great man." Bentley said, before resting his back on the kitchen counter as he watched O'Connell.
"And oh, I forgot to tell you that I have a stalker." O'Connell uncorked the lid of the bottle, and started drinking it's content like he was dying of thirst and needed it to survive.
"Who?" Bentley asked, raising his chin up as he stared at him in curiosity.
O'Connell paused just to say. "Penelope O'Sullivan." Then carried on drinking.
"Jesus H. Christ. Tell me you're fucking kidding." Bentley's eyes were almost pulling out of their sockets at this.
"Yeah, right. I was quite shocked myself. She tried to make me feel bad, by calling me names, and warning me to stay off Scott. And guess what I did?" O'Connell had a small smile playing his lips, as he set the bottle on the his side of the counter.
"What?" Bentley asked in a dull spiritless tone, as he uplifted his brow.
O'Connell took one look at him, and knew that he would do anything than be there with him. Because he had an unfinished business in his room.
"I gave her a dose of her own medicine. Something which made her cry."
Bentley chuckled.
Just then, a sexy brunette came into the kitchen, wearing Bentley's shirt. And hugged him from behind.
"Gina, this is O'Connell, my roommate. O'Connell, this is Gina, a friend." Bentley did the introductions. And the girl, waved O'Connell. While O'Connell gave her a firm nod with a smile.
"Uh, babe?" Bentley called, looking serious.
"Yeah?" The girl answered, playing with her hair.
"Why don't you go inside, I've got something to tell O'Connell. I'd join you in ten." He said. And this made O'Connell snapped his head to look at him.
Sliding his hand around her waist, Bentley led Gina away, and then came back to meet O'Connell.
Then he refused to look up to meet O'Connell's eyes. Before moving ahead to scratch the back of his head in an awkward manner.
"Yes, what is that you want to tell me?" O'Connell inquired, folding his arms over his chest.
Bentley was silent for a few moments, before he said.
"Someone called me, and told me to pass a very bad news to you. That was the main reason I called earlier. But I chose not to spill because of how excited you sounded over the phone." He took a hard dry gulp, blinked, then continue. "I wanted you to come home, before I break it to you."
"Then you should. Just go straight to the point." O'Connell was getting restless and uneasy. The two words "Bad news." Kept on ringing in his head.
"Your mom." Bentley blurted out and stretched his lips into a purse. "Your mom is dead, man."
O'Connell couldn't believe the words that just came out of Bentley's mouth. They sounded like a joke to him. So he asked Bentley to repeat what he had said. As he took steps forward to him, until he was standing in his face.
"Your uncle Tosin said she had cardiovascular disease. She was on her way to church, when she slumped on the road and died." Bentley could barely finish, because he was beginning to shiver. He felt terrible, breaking a bad news to his friend and roommate."
O'Connell recoiled steps backwards and fought to breath, as tears started to stream down his cheeks, like rain drops.
He couldn't think straight.His mom hadn't been the best of a mother, but he had loved her in his own way.
"I'm so sorry, man." Bentley supplied, his tone full of concern.
Sniffing, O'Connell wiped his nose with the back of his palm. Then curled his fingers into a tight hard fist, and punched the wall in front of him.
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Three months later.It was 10pm in the night, and I was heading home from work, hoping my roommate Bentley had already ordered some take out meal, when a car drove out of nowhere, just to obstruct me from getting to my apartment which was just two blocks away.It was quite odd that someone would do this. Maybe it was Penelope O'Sullivan who had sent someone to come abduct me, so she could torture me to her satisfaction.Or maybe not. Because I decided to cut off from my sexual relationship with Scott. I did it because I was already fed up. We were using ourselves just for pleasure. And maybe I wanted someone to genuinely care for me, and be mine alone.I tucked my hands inside my pocket, as I waited for the person to come out of the car.And right at that moment, someone hopped out of the car.He was as tall as I was, and had a huge trained physique. But I couldn't see his face properly, since it he chose to stand at
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Age 22Sweat dripped down O'Connell's face, down to his neck and his under arms, as he rapidly bounced the ball thrice and dribbled pass his opponents aggressively.Another opponent from his right made to take the ball, but he quickly did an ankle breaker crossover to his left. Where his teammate was and made to pass the ball to him. But O'Connell decide against it, because he felt the boy damn sluggish and less calculating so he changed his mind and dribbled down the court, with his heart thumping loudly in his chest.When he was quite close to the opponents net, he didn't jump, he just threw the ball and watched as it glided through the net and bounced on the floor.They were ten in Number who had arrived at the basketball court that evening and the coach splited them into two groups and made them play against eachother.The game finally came to an end, and O'Connell's group won the other group.In his group, O'Connell scored 1
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After graduating out of National University of Ireland, Galway, O'Connell chose to stay in Galway. He got an apartment of his own, and did minor jobs, because he had it at the back of his mind that he was going to head back to Drogheda, to work and stay there. His father had been more than supportive to him, and O'Connell was really glad he took the bold step, to look for him. Being the heir to his dad's companies, he decided to not stay with his dad and brother, since he wanted to work for himself and earn his own money. He was to inherit most of his dad's possession at 26.O'Connell missed his mother, Raymond and siblings. He hadn't completely cut off all ties with them, but he chose to stay away. He felt since his mom couldn't accept him for who he was, then there was no way he was going to go back to her and her family. Although he felt really sad, because Raymond had treated him like his own father.O'Connell had even developed an Irish accent himself, since he wa
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Thomas, that was his name right? O'Connell wondered, as he looked at his kid step brother. Who was purely Irish and not a biracial like him. Plus the boy was really handsome. His blonde hair was skin cut. And he was chubby. Still had that round baby fatness on his cheeks, arms and stomach.The kid as if sensing being watched for the second time, looked at O'Connell and offered him a smile. With chocolate stained all over his chubby round cheeks.Not that O'Connell didn't love his siblings from his mom's side, but he just felt there would be a bond between him and this kid. Well, that would be if he would by accepted by his father.He shoved his fists into his pants pockets, then tucked his tongue inside his cheek to feel the soft silk-like flesh. Trying to make himself feel relaxed a bit.What if his dad denied him, and sent him away. Would he return back to Nigeria to meet his mom? He doubt he would. He even made the decision to look for some job a
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How would his family take this? Does he have a wife? Does he have kids? How would they all look at me? What if I get seen as an enemy and gets rejected?That would be if he had a family. O'Connell thought.He closed his eyes, then let out a big puff of breath. Wanting so hard to stop himself from feeling that way.Closing the car door shut at his side, he curled his fingers into fists then clenched them hard. That he could detect slight cracking sounds from them, with his ear.He was beginning to wonder if he made the wrong decision by coming over to meet his dad, who was a total stranger to him.As they made their way into the house, O'Connell was awed by it. It was so high and wide with beautiful deco and modern expensive looking furnitures. The house spoke of wealth. There were big beefy body guards, surrounding the house. Plus the security guards were up to five.O'Connell began wondering if his dad was someone drug Lord or mafia. And th
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After searching for his dad, for a week, O'Connell finally found someone who claimed he knew where O'Connell's dad was.O'Connell began wondering how his father would act, after seeing him. He had only seen a picture of his father, when the man was eighteen or so. And the color of the picture was black and white. The man's name was Adolphus.O'Connell's mother had lied she had a one night stand, with some stranger in Ireland, when she went visiting , and had no idea she was pregnant until she came back to Nigeria.The man horned and it interrupted O'Connell from his mind traveling down that memory lane. It seemed like he had zoned out throughout the drive on the streets. Because he was currently in the man's car, and they were heading to his dad's place.And at that moment, they were right in front of a huge black gate."Is this where my dad lives?" O'Connell asked, turning to look at the man.And the man replied him with just a firm nod.
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So O'Connell, after finally getting his biological father's picture and name from his mom's safe, he started off his journey to go in search of his father. With the help of his Grandma Estella, who help flew him out of Nigeria to Drogheda, Ireland.The place seem cool, and people barely paid attention to him. Because he was like them too. His hair, his skin color. And he felt a tad better and didn't feel out of place anymore.It was hard to find his father, because he was all alone in somewhere he had never been before. He just had the name and photo of his dad. And it was really hard for him. Being sixteen and all alone in Ireland with just his backpack, and important items inside the backpack.He had blocked Raymond and his mom's numbers from calling him. Having decided that it was high time he start making decisions for himself.
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