The night was young. But the anxiety of an unforgettable night out with Fiona got Charles monitoring the wall clock.Immediately the clock struck eight, he knew it was showtime. He moved the curtains on his window and gazed at the glowing lights of the streets that had painted a beautiful set of colours across the darkening sky.For a moment he gazed at the lights and imagined how beautiful his night could get.But he did not waste much time in the land of imagination and dashed off into the bathroom. And within ten minutes he was done bathing. He gazed at the clock and this time it was nine. As he rushed to dress up, he slipped and almost hit his head on the floor.It was at this point that he thought to calm down and take things slowly. Having applied all the body lotion and hair cream, it was time to put on his tuxedo. He had ordered it, especially for his night out with Fiona. As he stood in front of the full-length mirror, he adjusted the impeccably tailored tuxedo to fit prop
"Oh my head," Albert said after waking up from sleep. His breath smelled of alcohol and Chris wasted no time in telling him, "Dude, your breath stinks. Go wash your mouth already." Albert, who had slept on the couch, dragged his feet to use the washroom when he noticed the presence of a third force seated next to the window that opens into the street. "Hey, man! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work by now?" He said. "You crazy ass son of a bitch. I should hit you in the face for scaring the shit out of us last night," the third force who happened to be Charles replied. "What is this one talking about?" Albert asked Chris and started moving towards Charles."Hey, stay right there with your stinking mouth. I'm not close to you but I can smell your breath from here," Charles warned. "He's talking about you getting wasted last night. Don't you remember? You looked like you were dead" Chris swiftly answered. "How much did you drink last night?" He further queried."I don'
It was almost midday and the sun was yet to shine in its full glory. The day appeared slow and lazy. Especially for anyone who found him or herself in the residential areas of Purple City.The residential neighborhood of the city was characterized by calm and peace of mind. And on most days, the place almost felt like a ghost town as most people would have left for work.But the class and wealth that resides in this part of the city could never be subdued.Anywhere you turn, there was an element of luxury that served as a constant reminder of the worth of that neighborhood. Expensive front designs. Luxurious cars such as Range Rovers, Lamborghini, Rolls Royce, Bentley and a few other expensive cars could be seen in front of most of the houses.Only a select few were privileged to own a home in the residential part of Purple City. And the Parkers have been fortunate to live in such a neighborhood and have rubbed shoulders with most of the rich and mighty in politics, music and even foo
The room was quiet and nerves were calmed. Charles was yet to give a piece of in-depth information about who was dead. He did not know how to let it out considering how his father felt about Fiona.But Chris pinched him and whispered into his ears to boldly tell his parents. Charles heeded his friend’s words and blurted it out. “It was in the news,” Charles said.“What was in the news?” His mother asked. “Did you guys not hear the news about the fire outbreak at the Golden Moon nightclub?” he asked.“Well. I did, but what does it matter?” Eddy asked. “I was there last night, father. And all that happened immediately we left,” he said and pointed to Chris and Albert to indicate that they were with him.“But you came out unhurt and that is good news. Besides, I did not know that you were there. And although it wouldn't hurt to know your whereabouts, you are a big boy to decide what to tell me and what not. But the most important thing is that you and your friends escaped that night and
The living room was left in an awkward silence. A lady who did not live at the Parker house had entered the living room and sat down without being permitted to.Edward, who was standing, sat back on the couch as Cynthia and Charles sat adjacent in a chair next to his. The Parkers were wondering how the strange lady was allowed entry considering the tight security post in place.But the strange lady looked comfortable and her posture in her seat made Charles wonder some more. Who was this mystery woman he thought. But before he could further make his deductions and arrive at a possible conclusion as to who the lady was, his mum broke the silence.“Angie! What are you doing here? How did you get past the gates?” Cynthia asked in a surprised tone. The lady in question was Angelina but she called her Angie because of the history they had together.Years ago, Angelina and Cynthia were the best of friends.The two grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same college and were roommate
The atmosphere at St Anthony Hospital was filled by the sounds of sirens blaring from all angles of the hospital. It was just half past midday and already over thirty patients had been brought in by the ambulance.The smell of antiseptic could not be coiled within the four walls of the hospital.While some visitors sat in the visitor’s area, Doctors and nurses who were on duty rushed down the hallway to attend to their patients. And a few other patients were wheeled across the hallway to their rooms.Charles had nearly created a scene at the hospital. Upon his arrival with his friends, he had wanted to enter the hospital with his dogs and when he was refused entry, he got mad.“Sir, you cannot go inside with the dogs. Please, you may have to leave them outside if you must enter the facility.” One of the security guards informed him.It took the intervention of Chris and Albert to reason with him and calm his nerves.“Charles, you cannot blame the guard or get mad at him. He was simply
“The news about the Golden Moon nightclub is disheartening, to say the least. I know this may sound selfish and inappropriate, but I am glad we left that club unhurt.” Tracy said and handed Louisa the television remote.“I dare say we have the drama that unfolded to be thankful for. Had that silly girl not kissed Charles to wrench my heart, I’m sure we would have stayed behind a little longer. And who knows what would have happened?” She added.And sat next to the right-hand side of Mrs Briggs as Louisa pointed the remote to the television trying to find the channel that reported the news.“You know what I’ve learnt from this?” she queried. “What?” Mrs Briggs asked.“To stay true to myself and continue to be me. Clubbing is not my thing. It has never been and it will never be. I am never going to the club ever again.” Tracy said with her arms folded after she noticed Louisa had found the channel that broke the news about the fire outbreak at the club.“That was sad and hurtful to watc
The day had been long and stressful. The news about Fiona’s death affected Charles’ frame of mind.Upon his return from the morgue, he dashed off into his room and jumped right into the shower without taking off his clothes. He stood under the running water and kept looking down as the water flowed over his body.Soaked, he stepped out of the shower and took off his shoes. Then he slowly lifted his left leg into the Jacuzzi followed by the right leg. For an hour he sat in the Jacuzzi with his clothes on and rested his head on the edge of the Jacuzzi as he gazed and gazed continually into the mirror ceiling. He tossed his head to the left and the right and then finally kept a glance at himself in the mirror on the ceiling.It was at this point that it dawned on him that he was still in his clothes. He reached for the first button at the top of his shirt, then went for the second, and the third and continued till he unbuttoned his shirt while in the Jacuzzi. And dropped the shirt onto