Derricks POV;   I get home feeling mentally exhausted. This is the worst I've felt in a long time.    I walk into our living room and find it empty. However, I know my father is around cause his car is still parked in our compound. I head lazily up to my room and take a long, cool shower. I get into a simple pair of shorts and a vest before laying on my bed to nap.    A few seconds into my sleep, a knock on my door interrupts me. Causing me to sit up In irritation.    "May I come in? "My fathers voice questions and I silently throw my arms and legs in the air in annoyance.  Why did he have to come now? Couldn't he wait two more hours?    Why now when sleep has her seductive arms all over me?   "Come in! "I call in agitation and the door opens slowly. Revealing my father. Something about his appearance doesn't seem right.&n

Dayos POV; Derrick just called a few minutes ago to inform me of Esthers fear of thunder and darkness and that I should go check up on her.    However, when I went to check on her, she said she was fine and seemed to not want nor need help. So I really don't know how to help her if she needs it. She'd better be fine for her own sake.    I pull off my shirt and singlet, and dump my body on my bed. The power has just been cut and being that it's raining, all the windows are shut, to avoid any coming in. Which means heat is building up.    I am startled into a sitting position when Esther barges into my room screaming my name.    "Dayo! Dayo! "   She doesn't just stop there, but jumps unto my bed and grabs my arm. Shaking like a vibrating cell phone.    "What is it? "I question and she looks at me panting heavily.  &

Dayos POV; I spent all night thinking about Esther. Wondering why she never fights me off when I try to get close to her. Wondering how she feels when I touch or hold her. Does she want it? Or is she just scared?  What if she's scared of me now? What if she only does the things she does out of fear? After all, she was only a timid little girl when I first met her. My longing for her keeps intensifying with every passing day. Every morning when I watch her lazily walk about the house. When she walks with her eyes half closed to avoid loosing her sleep. The glow her tender, fair skin gives off every morning. And her messed up hair sticking out of her hair net. Like a little girl who needs a fathers help getting ready.  I never intended to fall for her. Not when Derrick is her older brother. If wrong steps are taken, my friendship with Derrick might suffer a nasty blow. A blow I would only hope our friendship will survive.  I love

Derrick POV;  I'm on my way to Lisa's house. It's been a while since I last saw her and she's been worried about me. I told her that I have been busy with some things. In quote, 'minor issues' but I never really gave her an insight on anything that has been happening.   So, I can fully understand her worry.  This morning alone has been drama-filled for me. I went with my dad to Dayos house to try convince Esther to please come back home with us, but she refused. Saying she meant it when she said she was never coming back.  All three of us. I, my dad and Dayo tried to convince her but she didn't budge.  I pull up at Lisa's house and her jolly gate man greets me. I smile at the Igbo looking hausa man and hand him a thousand Naira note. Our usual tradition. One in which he greets and I give him money for being polite.  I Walk under the morning sun's warm shine to Lisa's front door. I ring the doorbell

Dayos POV; "You will not raise your voice at me in my office! "The woman screams at me and anger explodes like a bomb in me.  "Listen here old woman, my sister is currently going through so much pain and I will stop at nothing to help her.  So if you get in my way, I shock you in ways you could never ever imagine. Do you understand! "I scream at her and the look of shock gets plastered on her face.  "Derrick, "I hear my father call, but I ignore him.  "Don't talk to me like that! I am old enough to be your mother! What sort of woman raised you?  "She screams and for a split second, all I see is red.  "Don't you dare say another word against my mother with that black hole you call a mouth! "I bark at her and she jumps a bit.  "Excuse you ma'am, I will not have you talk about my late wife like that. "My father replies and I clench my fist. Why does he find it necessary to explain th