บททั้งหมดของ Something On The Inside: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

BoluI had thought my constant vomiting was because I had malaria. Little did I know it was the baby. Alex's baby."Dr Afolabi you need a lot of rest and little exercise. Try to eat right. You've practically been starving and that isn't healthy for both you and the baby. You need mostly vitamin and iron for the baby."The doctor who was an acquaintance of mine, said looking at me in a careful manner.I nodded and stood up to take my leave.I had another life growing inside of me.I wasn't alone anymore.I wondered how my parents would react when I would tell them I was pregnant. They would want to know the father of the baby, so I decided not to tell them just yet.Then I wondered how Alex would feel. I had been calling his line, but it always went on voicemail. When it would ring, he wouldn't even pick my calls.I thought about

Writers POVIt felt like it was starting all over again.Mia. He could still recall the first day he had met her. He could forget everything, but not that day.It happened at an event he was invited to, by one of his clients call Rachel Okafor. A woman he had help her won her case.On that Saturday evening, he had seen a girl, clad in ill fitted clothings, and was being denied of making her way forth into the event hall, by an usher. Because she was dressed totally different from the way everyone was dressed.After arguing with the male usher that was standing in front of the huge doors, she began leaving, looking quite sad that he, Alex felt the sudden urge to help her. He began advancing towards her, with she not even bothering to raise her head up to see that he was approaching her.And then he held her tiny arm in his, so he could talk to her. He wasn't one to do that, though. He was one to always mind his business. So it ba

Writer's POVContinuation of flashback"Let's go to the karaoke bar." Said Mia as they made their way towards where Alex had his car parked. It was eight thirty in the evening and a lot of people were heading home."It's late, and I have books waiting for me.""And here comes the old Alex." She pouted, buckling her seat belt. Sleep was completely erased off her eyes this time. And she looked active again. "This is the last I'll ask of you tonight. Please, please, please. I want to sing.""Remind me never to go somewhere with you again, after today." Alex replied as he started the car. But he didn't mean it, he wanted to go different places with her and try new things just like the way he did today. He wanted her to take shots of me, with him unaware. He wanted to use any means he could get, just to hug her. To get close to her as possible. He wanted to eat all the rubbish with her, from vendors at the park. It was crazy, but he wanted t

MiaFlashback"I was still in my shell while living with my grandma and cousin brothers, because I was still grieving my late parents. It was hard to accept they were gone, and move on." I blew out a big puff off breath, then allowed my eyes to meet his. We maintained eye contact for a while, with my cheeks flushing. Until I looked away from him and carried on with what I was saying. "It was after the kitchen incident when I was thirteen, that I started coming out of my shell. I even became wild. Started wearing and borrowing my cousins clothes. Drink beer with them, do minor jobs just to earn cash, because we were still so poor. We the kids were struggling to make ends meet, because our grandma wasn't really fit to help us. She was quite old then.""I must say, you did enjoyed your stay with them." Alex said, staring at me in a thoughtful manner."Yeah, I did. I miss them very much."

Writer's POVThen on that night, on her way out of the eatery she had gone to her dinner, she got kidnapped by Tunde Ibrahim and his men. hot and her unconscious body which her kidnappers thought had given up the ghost, was dumped in a bush.However, she was rescued by someone who hurriedly took her to the hospital.There, the bullet was being operated out of her chest. And was being treated. The doctors and nurses thought that it was a miracle she survived a gunshot on the chest.And on the third day, she finally woke up.When she flicked her eyes opened hours later, she found a young man watching her. He was sitted on a chair close to the edge of her bed. Looking extremely rich, uneased and unmercifully viciously beautiful. His intimidating eyes, were the kind that could make ones heart skip a bit, when they landed at the person. He had thick brows and very long lashes, which Mia thought would make it difficult for him to scan things clearly. His