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Diary Of A Broke Playboy 35

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If you thought I was ever going to miss My baby's birthday just because Cynthia dropped her bad ass in my room that fateful day, well, you would have thought right and if you thought I wasn't going to miss Naza's birthday for anything in the world, errrm, you should be right also.
Of the above two school of thoughts, the later was more applicable, I so much wanted to stay back and sample what Cynthia had brought for me, that was me, if it's cute and shapy and wears a skirt, I'm in. But then, Shape wasn't ready for that and besides, she had to protect the interest of her dearly beloved friend.

"Cynthia," I had sang out the very moment she walked into my room, all thick with her endowments. She would have been very muscular if she was a man. She gave me that look that would knock any man out and make any flaccid dick do a dab. As I sat there, the Cynthia I saw was far from the devil I had always tagged her to be, you couldn't find any better definition for a perfect angel, only that she wasn't fair or had wings.
"Baby," she muttered, walking up to me on the bed and drawing me into her thick, sweet, seductive perfume. She sat besides me, her boobs all over me like the anointing was on the disciples on the day of Pentecost.
"You never told me your were coming." I managed to say amidst the whole excitement.
"You would have told me not to come." she replied, dropping her head on my shoulder.
"I missed you," she whispered and dropped her hand on my bare laps, just below my boxers.
"You missed me abi you missed the banging."
She laughed and withdrew her hand.
"I missed everything." she replied. I turned to face her and God was I tempted. I imagined the about 30 minutes fun that would happen if I was to get down with this fine lady and compared it with the days of unlimited tongue lashing that would happen if I happened to miss Chinaza's birthday. My mind told me it wasn't worth it but the flesh was weak all through. My body was going to be disappointed in me if I missed this opportunity of sampling this girl again after a very long time.
"So what did you bring for me?", I asked, trying to cover up all the dirty thoughts going on in my mind.
"See me here, am I not enough?" she asked, giving me a suggestive smile.
"You what? You want to come and forget something again abi?" I asked and she burst into laughter.
"How is your baby? Are you still together?" she asked maybe expecting a no. She was disappointed shaa but that didn't stop her from stealing a kiss. A kiss I willingly allowed her to steal. We adjusted ourselves on the bed for a little romance, as e dy hot. My lips found its way to hers and we kissed explosively, kissing each other out of breath, my hands were already on their ways to her zipper, yapping at her bra strap at the same time, the bra snapped first and the load of her massive jugs fell on her clothes. I moved my lips down to her nape and my left hand involuntarily found its way to her mass of fleshy breasts.
It had been a long time since I last got some action and my body reflected it so much. One thing to the other and we were both on the bed, a few inches to being fully unclad. My fingers were already penetrating her wet coochie while my fully erect peni were protesting to take their rightful place, she moaned softly to my touches and held my near exploding dick with her hands, trying to dislodge it. I tugged and pulled at her panties and she held my hands to my surprise. I gave her a look that portrayed all the vexation I was going to heap on her if she dared stopped what she had started. She merely smiled and nodded towards the door.
"Lock your door please," she said and I jerked up from her, shooting my gaze towards the open door.
"Ok, the door," I replied and got up from the bed, adjusting my boxers and heading towards the door, I waved the curtains aside and Shape was there, staring at my awkwardly elongated boxers.
"Shape!" I snapped, staring at her.
"Chinecherem!" she called back, her eyes still fixed on my erected dick.
"Must you come now?" I asked with frustration all over my voice, disregarding her attention towards the lower part of my body, after all she was a virgin, what does she know about it all.
"How do you mean?" she asked with a wicked grin on her face.
"I have a guest baby, could you wait a little while before coming back?" I pleaded.
"It depends," she replied.
"On what?"
"Whether your visitor is male or female."
"Male ko? Male and my something is rising like this, do I look "Gayish" to you?"
"So it's a female then?" she asked trying not to break into a laughter.
"Yes naa, and I need to sort out something with her before everything goes cold."
I was really trying hard not to yell.
"I'm not coming back anything, I am going in there with you now."
"Shape please, you know we love each other."
She nodded and smiled.
"That's why I am trying to protect you dear."
"Protect me? You are frustrating me joor." I said getting really annoyed that I was losing my attention.
We dragged on, back and forth and in the end, shape found her way into my room, spoiling my fun. By the time we both got back in, Cynthia was already dressed and that added to all my anger.
" Oya go and bath dear, you don't want to be late for Naza's birthday, trust me," she said with a tone of feminine domination. I eyed her and hissed.
Soon she was already conversing with Cynthia while I grudgingly made my way to the bathroom, I was visibly annoyed at everything, the shower, the water, the soap, the sponge, even my own dick was annoyed at me.
"Shape had it been you weren't a virgin, I would have fucked the both of you right there." I murmured angrily.
I soon finished and got out of the bathroom, Shape and Cynthia were busy with the TV and chatting away when I got out. I eyed her again and turned my face towards Cynthia.
"Cynthia, you can do anything with her," I pointed at Shape and continued "but don't be friends please."
Shape laughed and Cynthia smiled.
"Why?" she asked
"Because it will be an infringement on some of my interests, just don't be friends with her abeg."
The two of then burst into laughter. It puzzled me how Cynthia wasn't even angry at Shape for disrupting our little fun, well shaa, girls and their ways.
I managed to change, away from their prying eyes and trust me, it wasn't easy at all. Shape never for once took her eyes off and Cynthia took occasional glances.

2pm and were already on our way out, I, Shape and Cynthia. We got to where we had to pick a bus, Cynthia bade us farewell and dropped a simmering hot hug on me, one that let my body x-ray hers. As she walked away from us, all protruding parts of her body shook and my dick nodded in unison.
"That was what you made me miss." I said and pinched Shape at her back. She winced and slapped my arm off.
"Don't worry, Chinaza will compensate you for that."
"I'm always telling you, they are not the same."
"Which is better, she or Naza?"
"Don't ask me," I replied.
She laughed and rubbed my hand in a way that I couldn't help but smile.

You needed to see how Chinaza threw herself at me when we got to her lodge. If I hadn't eaten, I would have landed on the ground. She was all over me, showing me off to her lodge mates in a way that got me wondering if she thought I was some celebrity.
The sweet aroma of fried rice ushered us into her room. Funny enough, that was my first time of ever visiting her. The room was up to her standard as a girl. The room was very feminine in a an appealing way and I loved it.
The pot of rice soon got down from the fire, we sang a happy birthday song, I presented my borrowed gifts which she loved so much and never hid that fact, she returned the favor with loads of kisses and sweet names calling. I flashed the "Borrowed Bottle of Red Wine" in her face and dropped it by the bed. Apparently she hated red wines and wasn't going to drink it. I brought it for that purpose though, because I was going to return it to the owner, I don't have 5k to lavish on colored alcoholic water when Heineken and Smirn Off is always available.
Well, the music came on and she twerked to her birthday, she had the floor alone for sometime before Shape joined her and then her other sexy lodge mates. She twerked on me and I praised God that I didn't miss this birthday for anything. Her happiness made me happy and the coming night looked so promising, if you know what I mean. The power of alcohol could never be over estimated, Not even the devil could keep me away from shape's backside, I tapped all the blessings and kept it for myself alone. Her female lodge mates weren't spared too, it was a rocking spree and I immersed myself fully in in it. The other guys couldn't keep away from shape, I didn't like it and wished I had brought James along, he would have handled shape and kept her away from those scavengers. We danced and danced, got more drunk and danced more. Had it been possible, I don't who would have done it but I was sure one person between Chinaza and I, would have swallowed the other. Only then did I realize how much I had missed my baby. Maybe the booze in my system opened my eyes to that fact. She was so beautiful as she sweated from the rigorous twisting and shaking of her body and assets.
And when the time came, remember that borrowed bottle of wine? The one of "FIVE THOUSAND NAIRA", the one I was planning to return? Yes, that particular one,


 Chinaza "Popped" it!

Diary Of A Broke Playboy 34

March 26, 2017 2

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"You are plus one today, that's a plus to your your age, a plus to your wisdom, to your intelligence, to your brilliance, to your sexiness, to your hips, ass and boobs and a plus to everything good and sexy in your life, may your birthday bring great Joy that will surprise even you into your life. My star, my moon, my baby mama, my headache and my soft mattress, happy birthday"

There is only one person in this world that i can send this type of message to. You are free to guess.

I made sure I woke her up with it, i wanted mine to be the first message she will receive on her birthday otherwise it may mean a one month long fight between us.
Her reply came in few seconds after I sent the message. She called shaa, apparently my text had woken her up. The sleep was still all over her voice but she was excited.
"Baby, I love you so so much much sugar, muaah!!" that was a kiss
"Haa, easy o before you give me diabetes, happy birthday sweetheart"
"Thanks baby, I love you".
"I know, so who's taking you out?"
"Are you not coming? "
"Come where?"
"My lodge nah, Neche you have to come o, its my birthday, your baby's birthday" she stressed that baby and birthday and my brain translated it to "come and spend money"
"Your birthday and then? Is it Christ's birthday abi Christmas that i will visit you?"
"Hmmm, Neche even on my birthday, you want to start quarrel?maybe you think I will fight with you and then you can dodge giving me my gifts, lie lie, I will fight with you today, tomorrow you will bring me my gift o". I only smiled, she don catch me like that. Shaa I was planning to pay her a surprise visit but on a low key. I will just go there, chop food, chop her and go back to my house, I have done enough fasting and needed to flex my muscle.
"Bae chillax naa, we will see later but not today" I said
"Why naa, it's not fair o, if its other girls now"
"Ehe, if it's other girls?"
"I don't know, Just don't talk to me again if you don't visit me today, imagine, you have not even been to my lodge for once, to see how I am coping, if I am fine or not"
"If you are not fine, come down to my place. In fact i don't blame you, na me send you text message " I said and gave her a 200km hiss.
"Neche am sorry, please come naa, I want to see you, eh biko"
"I'm not coming, I don't have transport money, happy birthday and goodbye".
The call ended like that, none of us usually took the fights to heart as it was a normal thing. I manage to pull myself up from the bed and brushed my teeth before I forgot. Dressed up my room and went outside.
"Good morning sweetheart". That was chinenye greeting me, she was one of the curve queens in our lodge, her face normally looked better when she had make up on than when it was bare, but she fine to an extent shaa tbh. So since her face was bare, I just fixed my gaze on her boobs.
"Baby wassup naa"
"I'm sharp"
"I can see that " I said eyeing her all over and spiritually licking my lips.
"Its like your body is still asleep"  I said shifting my gaze back to her boobs.
"How?"
"Your breast, they are lying down on your singlet, wake them up".
She hit me with the towel she was holding and burst into laughter. I shaa adjusted the singlet for her and ran into James room. I met the nigga lying on the floor fast asleep. I walked up to him and beat him up.
"Nna guy what naa, someone can not sleep for you again even on Saturday " he protested rubbing his eyes.
" Mumu today is Friday, I just need one thing from you"
"What? "
" That flower your babe gave you for your birthday"
"what for?"
"I want to give it to Naza for her birthday, I hope the scent is still there? "
" Oh, today is her birthday"
"Yes, where is the flower abeg?"
"Erm check the wardrobe ".
I got the flower, a red one, the smell was still partially there but it wasn't much.
" You body odour is already smelling all over it" I said looking down at him. He gave me one kind look that made me correct my statement. "Don't worry, I can manage it".
"One more thing" I said pocketing the flower.
"What is it? "
" The birthday wishes card she also gave you"
"Noo, that one is specially made for me, She will ask for it one day and i can't give it to you"
"James please naa, remember I once gave you Chinaza's bumshort to give to your babe as a gift" I said hiding a smile, he eyed me and smiled.
"Oya carry microphone and tell everybody naa, get it from my locker".
I was able to dig up the card, it had a beautiful design and the message was just perfect for my baby.
"How will you change the name on it?" James asked
"Don't worry, Just watch me".
After over 15 minutes of cutting and designing bits and pieces of paper, I was able to cover the names on the card and wrote mine on it. My next stop was in shapes room. She was on a cotton short nicker and a top that looked like a bra and a singlet. It showed her stomach and her boobs too. I would have been distracted but I was there for serious business, besides anytime I set my eyes on shape, the first thing that comes into my mind is Virgin.
"The sexiest virgin alive" I hailed her as I got into her room.
"Hey, sweetheart"
"How was your night?"
"Cute, yours? "
" Fine o, Just this cold and loneliness". She smiled and eyed me naughtilly.
"Hope you have wished Naza a happy birthday?"
"It was the first thing I did today and that is also why I am here"
"Tell me about it"
"Well first one, can i have your powder?".
"Ok". Her powder smelled absolutely nice so all I did was take out the rose flower, sprinkle the powder on it while Shape watched like I was doing a merlin something. I managed to get the flower to smell like the powder, it was a lovely one and shape laughed at my ingenuity. What else can a broke lover boy like me do?.
"Now onto the next one" I said and shape looked at me in a really sweet way and my mind yelled, Virgin!
"Ermmm, shape, do you have a new pant or bra that you are not using?". Hahaha, now, that was supposed to be a joke but i was serious in a way.
"Why?" she asked Giving me a puzzled look.
"I want to add it to a list of Naza's birthday presents"
"But me and her don't wear the same size naa, I'm bigger than her" she said and that was true, Naza was the hour glass type of girl but everything was moderate in a sexy kinda way, but shape, men she was just shape.
"Don't worry, the tailor will slim fit it" I said and we both burst into laughter.
So with everything set, I was ready to drop in on Naza like a nuclear bomb, her presents were lined up on my bed according to heights. The card, the flower and a bottle of red wine, borrowed from a lodge mate. I had promised to return it to him once I get back, Naza hated red wine and I was sure she wouldn't drink it but at least she would acknowledge that I bought WINE even though it wasn't her type but then, I  can always say I forgot that she hated it. Shape was going to accompany me, I don't know who was going to pay for the transportation but then, I know that the Lord will always be Good. 11am on the dot, I was preparing to take my bath when my door opened.
"Shape, its stilll early naa, I thought we agreed 1pm" I said facing the T.v.
"Hello" a totally different, Seductive and hypertension reducing voice called out. I jerked up and took a look in the direction of the door. I didn't know whether to be angry or smile at her. She just stood there in all her beauty and curvature, her skintight mini gown x-raying her body, her face looking better than it was the last she had visited, her curves were sharper than a French curve abi bending corner. She was a heavy, the Mercy Johnson kind of heavy. The moment I set my eyes on Cynthia at my door, I knew Chinaza's birthday was about to be relegated to the background.

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Diary Of A Broke Playboy 32

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These pussi niggas peasants, yeah
All my niggas gon be present, yeah (here)
Bish I'm wrapped up like a present, yeah
I got credit fukk a debit (fuck it)
And, I'm the truth this not no flexing
I got, skinny jeans with a weapon
And, I'm the future and the present
Baby, pop that pussi like a Pepsi
Baby, water like a water fountain
My money colored like a clown
Show me them places like a noun
She can't, can't ride this dikk without a sound... 

Young thug can rap for Iraq, that nigga is good. I was following his dope track "no way" that was blasting on my home theater, shaking my head like i was high on cheap weed. I was in this mood like this when shape walked into my room in all her glamour and curvytude, suited in a jean bumshot and singlet that was getting tired of holding up her heavy boobs. I switched from singing the song to humming it. She walked straight to the bed and sat beside me while i put my hand around her waist. 

"Neche do you have airtime?" she asked and i nodded my head still nodding to the music too. 
"Can i use your phone, i want to call someone" she asked and as if on cue, the hook to the song came up and i sang it out loud 

No, no, no way, no-no way
No, no, no way, no-no way
No, no, no way, no-no way

"Please nah" she said rubbing my laps. I paused the music and faced her. 
"For this thing you just did, i will allow you a 30 seconds call"
She smiled as i flipped my Nokia Torchlight at her and she started dialing a number. 
"Who are you calling?" i asked her 
"My baby boo"
"But i'm here naa, how can you be calling me when am here in your own present presence" i said and she rolled her eyes on me and started her call while i kept looking at her ass picturing my self on top of it, my dikk rose but my tight boxers held it tight. I was too busy meditating on the mysteries of her ass that i didn't notice that the call had lasted more than 2 mins. Before my mind came back, she was already done with a big smile on her face. I put the music back on and reduced the volume a bit

"for your mind, you don outsmart me naa" i Said and she smiled pecking me  
"Who be that your boyfriend sef?"
"You won't know him, he is new"
"Ar ar, when did you meet him?"
"This xmas, he gave me a lift in his venza and asked me out"
"so because he get car and we no get, na why you leave all the guys wey dy die for you in this lodge come follow am abi, even James wey dy use ur picture masturbate"  i said and she hit me on the laps laughing. 
"That one dy shaa, anywhere you never do me new year o"
"Baby what would you like me to give you?" she asked and i faced her with the naughtiest smile my face could gather.. 
"I want a 3some" i said caging the laughter that was trying to run out of my mouth. 
"Hmmm, with whom and whom"
"You, your sister and I, i can handle the both of you"
"No, i want it to be Me and Naza" she said with a naughty grin
"No, i need an entirely different vjay"
"and what's the difference between my own and Chinaza's own, why do you keep cheating on her" 
"Its just like the difference between jollof rice in Mr biggs and Jollof rice in Lady Stainless joint" i said smiling 
"Whats the difference?"
"The style, the size of the rice and how oily it is, how it is packaged plus others" i said and she pulled my ear. 
"So which is better Mr biggs or Lady stainless? "
" I haven't been to mr biggs so i will say Lady stainless is better " i said and winked at her
" So between me and naza, who is mr biggs and who is lady stainless?"
"I don't know "
" You must know o, tell me osiso"
"How can i know when i have not tasted you? For now you are mr biggs". She slapped my cheek playfully and got up from the bed and headed towards the door. I called her back. 
"Shapy i'm serious"
"About what? "
" The 3some " i said and bit my lips while i sang a part of the "no way" song that came up, referring to shape. 


"I told that bitsh suck my vienna out the can man
She started doing it without a command
I want you to fit this dikk inside your hips
And I wanna eat that pussi creamy like a dip"

"You can try it with Chinaza and Jennifer " she said and laughed. 
"Shape thank you, happy new year, begin dy go your room"  i said and faced my tv. She stood there smiling and looking at me. 
"I would have been your girl if we were both single " she said looking at me. 
" But now that we are both UNSINGLE? 
"Nothing, your bae is my friend "
" come closer" i told her and she came to the bed. 
"Shape you know we feel something for each other right?" i said and carried her on my laps. 
"Yea but its so inappropriate "
" Yea, but then, it doesn't stop us from having a fling once in a while"
"Hmmm, i'm a virgin shaa" she said 
"V what? " 
" virgin, forget about all this things i carry, its natural".
As she was saying that, i was busy feeling her body like they can tell me if she was saying the truth or not. 
"Shape, that 3some, don't worry about it again, i was only joking" i said and she laughed. 
"Are you running because am a virgin?"
"Why will i run, just go to your new guy, let him break you and then come back "
She slapped me and ran out of the room while i stared at her trying to figure out the virginity in her but to no avail. 
Haaa, shape a virgin, noo, izz not possible but who can i ask. Anyways whether she is telling the truth or not, the only way to find out is ehnmm, you guys understand naa but then i'm not interested in that, the last virgin i broke is still stuck to me like my brokenness. Chinaza. 
I can't afford another one


No, no, no way, no-no way
No, no, no way, no-no way
No, no, no way, no-no way

Cold 30

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The classroom could be likened to a graveyard going by the fact that not even the breath of the pupils could be heard, that's how Miss Martha Loved her classroom to be. She sat on her desk busy with the class works piled up in her face and observing the details over the rims of her glasses. She shifted her gaze from the the books to the kids, who had their heads on their desks, each time she heard even the faintest of noise without moving, only her eyeballs rotating in their sockets.
August got up slowly from his seat at the far end of the wall and walked quietly towards the door.
"August" Miss Martha called without raising her eyes from the books. He stopped and turned in her direction.
"Come here" she commanded, her gazed still fixed on the books. He walked up to her noiselessly, like his feet wasn't touching the ground.
"And where are you going?" she asked, not looking up for once.
"The toilet" he muttered
"Where?" she asked
"The toilet" he said louder, fidgeting his fingers.
"You could have taken an excuse from me, that would be proper, don't you think?"
"I'm sorry ma'am" he said
"Good, next time, say excuse me miss"
"Yes ma'am"
She dismissed him with a wave of the hand and he walked briskly out of the classroom and headed straight to the toilet. He locked the door and climbed the covered water cistern to access the small window above it. Through the window, he observed the school backyard and everywhere was clear with nobody in site. He climbed the toilet seat and heaved himself up through the window and effortlessly climbed out the other side. He dropped his feet on the floor and broke into a run, climbing the short back fence of the school and running into surrounding bushes.
  * * *

"How do you think he will feel when he sees you again" Oscar asked looking at Jaycee who watched the school gate from the passenger side of the blue sedan.
"I don't know but I wouldn't want him to see me"
"I know but you know"
"Know what? Must you always talk?" Jaycee asked staring at him.
"No, I was just thinking and imaging the thrill when he sets eyes on you, he may run, you know, thinking you may be a ghost and all"
He chewed his gum mechanically and smiled as he talked. Jaycee laughed and tilted his head to the side, shifting his gaze to the road ahead of them.
"Like the ghost in the church graveyard?" he asked with a grin
"He knows I'm no ghost"
"Yea, but he thinks you live in a grave yard"
"Mad mad, I think you are better off dead"
"Hahaha" Jaycee started to chuckle and stopped halfway, all of a sudden.
"Look who we have here" he said, watching Jaime clear his car at the other side of the road.
"Jaime Rodneck" Oscar mouthed slowly.
"The fuck is he doing here?"
"His son schools here you know"
"Fuck you Oscar"
"Welcome" he replied with a grin, Jaycee smiled and tugged at the pistol tucked into his pants
"I could take a shot you know?"
He threw a gaze at Oscar who scoffed.
"And you can be sure of your second death bro, Nancy ain't here"
"Oh, my Love and savior"

From the other side of the road, Jaime got down from his car and shut the door, observing his wrist watch at the same time.
"1:50 pm" he whistled and walked into a store across the road, trailed by the eyes of Oscar and Jaycee.

"I could take a clean shot and I would be sure to have him" Jaycee muttered.
"Man at least be grateful, he is looking after your brother for fucks sake, give it time bro"
"Cool, one day, I will have a go at his cop ass"
"I thought you already charged August with that?"
"It's gonna take a million years for him to be able to do that, he may even fall in love with the man"
"Yea, considering he has a cute daughter who's all over August" Oscar commented with a broad smile on his face.
"I may kill you before I kill him eventually"
"No you won't, you love me bro"
He let out a dry laughter and observed Jaycee who had a smile at the corner of his lips
"I hope you ain't thinking about going out there for him"
"Not really, but now that you mentioned it, I'm considering it"
He threw him a stare and grinned savagely.
"Good thing I got the wheels"
"I know a lot about drive by shooting"
"I just pray you are not serious about this" Oscar said with a tone of seriousness in his voice.
"I pray so too"
Jaycee replied absent mindedly, massaging his pistol.

August crept back into the school in time before dismissal. He clutched a white shovel as he walked back to the toilet window. He dropped it against the wall and climbed back into the building through the window.
He made his way through the scanty hallway and back into the class without a word from the teacher. He sat down on his seat at the far end of the wall, smacking his lips in satisfaction.
Time dragged on and everyone waited quietly for the dismissal bell. August played and replayed his simple plan in his mind. He smiled at himself and nodded with satisfaction each time. The clock above the classroom board clicked 2 pm and the school bell followed. The pupils all stood up, happy that the boring day at school was over, the race for who will make it out the classroom door first began but not after August had slid through. He ran down the hallway and around the school building, making his way to the back where he dropped the shovel. He picked it and observed it closely, he waved it around and nodded. Dragging it behind him, he trudged on, back into the hallway and moved through the flood of student unnoticed with his tool. He moved a little distance and stopped. From where he stood, he could see Terry's back turned in his direction, he was standing with 2 of his friends, yelling out his point at everyone around. August squeezed his face and put his hand against his racing heart, heaving a heavy sigh, he walked on, dragging the shovel behind him.
"Terry!" he called out, moving quickly in his direction, the shovel heavy and ready in his hands. Terry turned swiftly to respond to the call, setting his face for the impact with the shovel. August put all his energy in the effort and landed him a fatal blow on the face with the shovel. He fell immediately on impact, August followed up with another blow, he got him on the head as he lay writhing in pain, the two friends with him bolted as the pupils around stood around watching with awe.
"Please, don't hit me again"
Terry begged, his left hand in the air as he crawled away from his assailant. August moved closer with murderous intent. Terry let out a blood curling scream as another blow landed him squarely on the head and left a gash at the side of his blond hair, he passed out as blood tickled out of the gash, August let the shovel drop beside his still body, he let out a smile of satisfaction as he stood over him, victorious in his own terms.
He looked up from the body and saw a teacher running towards his direction, he took a quick turn and dashed in the opposite direction.

Jaime walked out of the store clutching two packs of cookie in his hand and walked to his car and pulled the door open. He dropped them on the seat besides the drivers seat and sat down,  with the door still open. He checked his wrist watch again and the time came back as 2:15 pm.
"They should be out by now" he murmured and got out of the open door, adjusting his trouser.

"A black Mercedes car" Jaycee sang out, watching a black Mercedes car pull up from behind them "This is not good".
"What?" Oscar asked.
"Every single bad news I ever came up against is associated with this make of car, gotta to be ready for the worst" he said. Pulling out his gun from his pants. Oscar grabbed his own piece from underneath his chair and placed it on his laps.
They watched the car pull up in their front and came to a halt before them.
"Now what?" Oscar asked
"Just wait and see what happens next"
"Do you think they are here because of you?"
"I don't know"
"Maybe you should have stayed underground like before"
"Don't be a sissy man" Jaycee whispered.
They sat there for another 10 minutes, the tensile atmosphere within the car could not go unnoticed, they switched their gaze from Jaime who rested on his car to the black Mercedes parked in front of them, the car was so still that it gave them the creeps, no one had gotten down from the car and the glasses were all tinted.
The next 5 minutes saw August run out of the school gate into the street. They saw him at the same time Jaime saw him, the Mercedes came to life again.
"August" Jaycee gasped and flipped his door open, sliding his blue face cap on, he jumped down from the car with his gun held tight by his right hand.
August made out Jaime in time and rushed at him breathing heavily. Jaime grabbed him as he came to him.
"What's the matter?" he asked as August panted continuously, trying to catch his breath.
In a split second, the Mercedes jerked forward and screeched to a stop beside Jaime and August, Jaime raised his face to look at the car, the tinted glass wound down and they came face to face with a masked man, his right hand held a glock pointed at them.
"Put the boy in the car" he commanded.
Jaime stared at him with a stubborn expression all over his Face.
"I said get the boy into the damn car 'fore I blow you open" he thundered a second time.
Jaycee stood a little distant from the car and raised his gun up, he squeezed the trigger and the bullets flew in through the back of the car, shattering the rear glasses, the masked man withdrew his head back into the car, Jaime took the distraction as an opportunity and grabbed August, he dashed around to the other side of his car and withdrew his pistol from its strap.
"Stay down" he yelled at August and waited some seconds before slowly and discreetly creeping up the front of the car.
The sunroof of the Mercedes snapped open and the masked man came out of it, pulling an assault rifle along with him, Jaycee saw him early enough and dashed further down the street. The man pulled the trigger and the gun let out a cackling sound, firing leads at Jaycee who dodged in time.
"Shit, told that boy to be careful" Oscar muttered and started the engine of the car.
From the side of the car, Jaime took an inconsistent aim and fired at the man, he missed and gained his attention, he turned to shoot at him but stopped on a second thought. He went back into the car and faced his driver companion with his black hat. He shook his head at him and he hit the steering wheel with his fist.
"I'm not leaving here without him" he yelled and drove the car back with rage and full force. He pulled up behind Jaime's car and opened his door, jumping out of the car with his assault rifle.
Jaycee ran forward, reducing the distance between him and where they stood, he fired aimlessly at the car again, the man in hat shot a look at his direction and their eyes met. Jaycee held his gaze with a shock expression all over his face. He smiled at him and jumped back into the car compelled by shots fired by Jaime.
"Williams!" August yelled as the man got into the car.
"Stay the fuck down" Jaime yelled at him. He was standing and trying to get a better look at the man in hat. He couldn't mistake the face of his brother. He tried running to the car but was held back by Jaime. The Mercedes Jerked forward and dashed further up the road, escaping into the bend ahead.
Oscar did a 180 degree turn and stopped right before a stunned Jaycee.
"Get into the car man"
He opened the door and called out to him. Jaycee snapped out of his shock and jumped into the open door, Oscar screeched the car forward and drove away through the other end of the street.
"Damn it, that was fucking Williams" he snapped.

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"Hey, Donati".
The voice was more than familiar and August stopped on his track, his heartbeat racing out of control. He dreaded Terry and he hardly let's him pass without a tease which gets physical sometimes.
He stood still, looking ahead of him while Terry approached with his friends from behind. He nudged him at the back and came to stand face to face with him. August squeezed his face and stared hard at his shoes, punching his hand into a fist.
"How is your wife August?" he asked, referring to Janet and squeezing at August's nose", he pushed his hand away and raised his face, staring at him eyeball to eyeball. Terry gave out a wicked grin and the two boys with him followed suit, August felt the tears trying to well up in his eyes and sniffed in an effort to keep them back. He bit hard as his lips and gave his tormentor a stare filled with bitter hatred.
"Are you going to cry now, Donati?" Terry asked and laugh while the pupils around stared on.
"One day Terry, I am going to put a bullet in between those dirty teeth of yours " he blurted out and sniffed again. Terry couldn't deny that he was surprised and shaken by the outburst but he wasn't going to let it show.
" What did you say?" he asked looking him closer in the eyes.
"You heard me, Pig" he yelled and tried walking away, Terry held him by his hand and pulled him back forcefully, he fell to the ground and Terry Jumped on him. He was stronger and that gave him the edge against August. He sat on his belly and landed him blows all over his face, August tried gripping his wrist but failed many times. He gave him a punch that left a bruise at the side of his face that left it bloodied. August winced in pain as he lay helplessly on the ground with students around cheering them on.
Janet ran up from the end of the hallway, clutching her school bag and trying to see through the strands of hairs that littered her eyes. She got close to the action and without a second thought, hit Terry hard on the head with the bag, he screamed from pain and jumped up from August, Janet dropped the bag and landed him a heavy blow on the stomach. He staggered back and observed her with rage in his eyes, she ignored him and helped a sobbing August from the ground. Terry left with his crew at the realization that he couldn't do anything to Janet without being busted. Janet helped clean August up and pulled him by the hand, leading him out of the school premises.
"I will kill him for this" he muttered as Janet led him on.
"When?" she asked bitterly and August observed her with a bit of surprise.
"I don't know, soon maybe"
"Please do or I'm telling dad about it" she said and he could tell she was unhappy with the way she sounded.
"Sorry" she muttered, squeezing his hand and he nodded.
"Tell me about your family" she asked, looking at him with a smile. Reminding of his family made him sad but he was also happy in  way, he couldn't remember everything but the happy moments played back in his mind, he revealed to her all the times they were happy together, they little memories his young mind could bring back made Janet wish she had a family like that. She was happy to see the smile through his bruised face.
"Are you happy?" she asked him and he nodded.
"I'm happy, you make me happy".
They walked home together, holding each other by the hand and once again, he was happy and glad that she was there.

                                   *   *   *   *
"I need a gun" he said with a stone cold look on his face
"What do you need a gun for?" Oscar asked, turning to look at him.
"I want to kill a person?"
"Who?"
"Terry, the bully"
"Oh, I see, can you shoot a gun?"
"Yes, I did it once, it was easy" he said, still looking in the direction of the church yard. Oscar kept mute for sometime before talking again.
"You are still too young to have one"
"But how am I supposed to deal with people that try to intimidate me, how will I avenge my family?" he asked in a teary voice.
"There, you are crying again. You are not yet strong enough and you can't handle a gun if you are not strong enough" he said.
"I promise I won't cry again" he said and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand
"That's good, when you are old enough, I'll get you one"
"How do I fight Terry, he beat me up today and I was saved by a girl"
"Did you fight back?"
"No" he shook his head, staring at the dark ground "he was stronger"
"Hmmm, you don't have to get closer to him, try and handle him from afar"
"How will I do that without a gun?"
"It mustn't be a gun, there are other ways you know, but you will have to figure that out yourself"
He nodded and they both got up from the grave. They had been talking for over 1 hour and the church clock had announced the time as 11pm some minutes ago.
"We will meet again and I would like you to have handled Terry by then"
"I will" he said.
He covered his head back with his hood and ran out of the cemetery and the church into the road.
Oscar moved deeper into the cemetery like before and met with two people, a boy and a girl, standing there, apparently waiting for him.
"He needs a gun" he said on getting closer to them.
"What for?" the boy asked
"Some bully at school, a guy named Terry, beat him up at school"
"Fucks, Maybe I should start following him around, catch up with the bully" he said thoughtfully.
"No Jaycee, people are going to see you and know you are still alive" the girl said, clutching on to him.
"He has to worry about his dead family, now he also got to add some bully to it?"
"They are just kids, he can handle it someway, I already told him about it" Oscar said.
"Thanks man, but tomorrow, I'm tracking him personally" Jaycee said.
"And Nancy?" Oscar asked nodding at the girl.
"She will save me like the last time, if the need be" he said, hugging her tighter to himself.

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The room was silent save for the sound of the ticking clock which had announced the time as 12am some minutes ago. In the pitch darkness, Janet tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She had gotten so used to August sleeping with her that she can't shut her eyes without him by her side. She closed her eyes and did her normal ritual of counting 1 to 300 each time she was waiting for something or someone. She counted and still Augusta wasn't there. She hissed and started over again. On getting to the count of 150, she heard a rap on the window. She jerked up and took a look and she saw his face there, she quickly opened the door as stealthily as she could and he climbed in along with cold breeze that hit her in the face.
"What took you so long?" she asked as he fell on the bed beside her, shutting back the window.
"Nothing, Just felt like staying longer"
"You stayed too longer, I was already getting scared"
"Did anybody look for me?" he asked
"No, no one"
Janet had always known about his weekly visits to the grave yard and had asked one time to accompany him, he had refused blatantly, he told her she needed to stay at home and watch out for him. August was like a new addiction to her and she couldn't stay for long without him.
"When will I go with you to the graveyard?" she asked after some seconds of silence.
"No time, a graveyard is no place for a 7 year old girl" he replied coldly.
"But you are 7 too?" she protested.
"Yes, I am 7 and a boy too"
"I will go with you, if you are there, nothing will happen to me "
"Why do you want to go?"
"I want to see Joseph's grave"
"You can't go please and stop asking"
Another minute of silence followed and together on the bed, they listened to the noises around, the periodic sound of passing cars, the ticking of the clock and the noise of the night creatures.
"We will go in the afternoon, so the night won't scare us"  she muttered.
"No Janet, no and no, we ain't going nowhere"
"I thought dad told you not to use 2 negatives in a sentence, it's not correct"
"Fuck that" he muttered under his breath and inside him, he yelled, "Fuck your dad".
"You shouldn't swear too" she said
"Fine, can we sleep now?"
"No, until you promise"
"Fine, I promise, we will go together, one afternoon"
"Tomorrow?" she asked with a winning smile on her face.
"No, one afternoon, just not tomorrow"
"Okay, one afternoon, I won't forget August"
"Okay, fine" he gasped out of frustration.
She gave a nod, a nod she liked to give whenever she wins an argument, she always wins and she always nods. She snuggled closer to him and placed her head on his shoulder and he let her.
"I love you" she whispered
"Why?"
"I don't know, maybe because you are my brother"
"I am not your brother"
"I know, but we live together, so you are my brother"
"Cool, whatever you say"
"-  -  -  - "
"Do you love me?" she asked all of a sudden
"I don't know"
And he really didn't know what or how he felt, all he knew was that he felt better each time he was around her, maybe he was too young to know what he felt.
She kept mute for a long time as they lay awake in the dark, obvious of the fact that each other was awake. He was just there, reminiscing what happened at the graveyard when he felt her wet face.
"Are you crying?"
"-  -  -  -  " sniffs
"Why are you crying" he asked again and touched her blond hair.
"You don't love me" she replied with a teary voice
"Did I say that?"
"You said you don't know"
"Please stop, I love you, Just don't cry"
He too was trying not to cry.
"Will you leave? Go back to your family?" she asked wiping the tears from her eyes.
"I have no family"
"But will you ever leave?" she asked, her heart pounding at the perspective answer.
"No, I will always stay"
He just wanted her to be happy, despite the grudges he bore against her father. She smiled and pecked him on the cheek.
"Goodnight" she whispered.
"Goodnight" he replied.
She slept off in a couple of minutes on his chest. He lay awake all through, thinking of his new family and the old one that was taken away from him, he so much wanted revenge but he didn't know where to start From, he only knew Jaime killed two of his brothers and each time he thought of killing him for that, Janet comes into his mind, he loved and adored her in a way he couldn't figure out and wouldn't want to to see her hurt. The more he thought of his brothers, the angrier he became, he was lost on how to avenge them when the only enemy he knew was being his friend and foster father.
"When the time comes, I will know what to do" he muttered and closed his eyes. His conversation with Carter replaying in his mind and he whispering "I am a Donatti" each time.

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August walked through the hall way, his face up staring at nothing and not wanting to make any eye contact. He walked out of the school building and straight to the gate, other school kids were also going home from school. He walked solitarily through them and had only moved few metres from the gate before through the chatters and noises from the school children, he heard someone shout his name. He stopped and turned. 
"August" 
Janet called as she ran towards him, gasping for breath. 
"August, why didn't you wait for me?" she asked facing him. 
"Nothing, I just wanted to go home fast" he said, hiding his face away from her. 
"What's wrong with you? You are crying" she asked, observing that his eyes was wet.
"Nothing, forget it" he replied, wiping the tears from his eyes. 
"August, tell me what's wrong"
"I said its nothing, please"
"Is Terry bullying you again?" she insisted and he kept mute, she took the silence as a positive answer to her question and hugged him. 
"Don't worry, today, I'm going to tell it to dad and he is going to take care of him" she reassured and he pulled away from her. 
"No, please don't"
"Why? August?" she asked, searching his face with her blue eyes. 
"Nothing, leave it, I will handle it someday" he said, looking her back in the face. 
"No, I'm reporting him, he's been doing it for too long and I don't like seeing you unhappy"
"Just don't tell him" he pleaded with his eyes. She nodded and held his hand, together, they walked home. 
They had gotten closer since the morning Janet woke up and saw a complete stranger sleeping by her. She had been scared but was reassured by her parents. She found August uncooperative and had forced her way into his life, pulling him out of his shell. She loved him more than she would have loved a brother. 
August had adapted to the Rodneck family and lifestyle, it took long but he did blend in, mostly with the help of Janet, he liked her although her persistence can be nerve wrecking most times but he had learnt to cope with her. 
2 years had passed since the death of his family, he never for once forgot any of them, he slept and woke up to the thought of them and every time he had a face-off with Terry, he always thought of Jaycee who would have roasted anyone that messed with him. 

The big clock at St Mathews Catholic church tower sounded an alarm for 10pm. The streets were still a little busy with activities. 
August moved through the streets in a black hooded sweater. He walked and ran at the same time, keeping away from crowded places. He arrived the church yard and walked through the back to the cemetery. He walked through the graves and made his way to the Centre. He stopped in front of a grave with the name Joseph Donati inscribed on the tombstone. He pulled the hood off his head and sat on the grave, his eyes wet from tears. 
"I'm sorry I couldn't come visiting last week, I had a lot going on" he said and looked up at the sky. He had always kept a date with his brother's and sister's grave, he had sworn to visit at least once a week and had kept to this oath for the past 2 years. 
"I'm happy with my foster family, Janet is good, her folks too, I'm alright with them, it's just at school". 
He stopped and sniffed. He heard shuffling of leaves and took a quick look around. On the dry leaves lying around the floor of cemetery, he saw a wall gecko run away from where he sat, he turned around and continued his narration, unaware of the dark figure that stood some distance, smiling at his back. 
"At school" he continued "Terry, you don't know him, he is always trying to bring me down, I don't know why but he is always mocking me and our family. Those were the times I wished you or Jaycee was around. I miss you all and I always cry each night, I swear to be a man, a fearless man like you, it's hard for me but one day, I shall grow taller and stronger and I will kill whoever killed you". 
He fell on the grave and shut his eyes, covering his face with his palms, he sobbed and shook violently like he had always done the previous nights. He sniffed and wiped the tears from his face, opening his eyes, he saw a figure standing over him. He jumped up from the grave and attempted to break into a run but was restricted by strong firm hands. 
"August, August stop". 
He stopped wringing, the voice was familiar but he just wanted to get away. Most familiar voices he knew were dead and in the cemetery. 
"August wait" the voice said again and released the grip on his feeble arms. He turned and peered into the face and with the aid of the moonlight, he was able to make out the face of Carter, Jaycee's friend. 
"Carter?" he called with quiver in his voice. He smiled back in reply and they both sat at the edge of the grave. 
"What are you doing here?" August asked after a short silence. 
"Looking after you"
"How?"
"You come here every week right?"
He nodded in surprise. 
"I follow you each time you come"
"And why?"
"Nothing, just looking out for a friend's kid brother"
Another seconds of silence followed in which they listened to the noise of crickets and tolling of church bells. 
"Who is Terry?" Carter broke the silence
"A boy in my school" he muttered 
"How old is he?"
"I don't know, should be 2 years older than me"
"And he bullies you? "
August nodded and sniffed. 
"I know you wish Joseph or Jay was still around, but you have to know you are all alone now, you have to fight for yourself, if you don't die fighting, you end up stronger, that's how you will be a man August" 
"How do I fight him, he is stronger and has friends too"
"Do you ever fight back?" he asked observing him with the corner of his eyes. 
"No" he said, shaking his head in the negative. 
"You see, Fight back and when you do, fight harder than him, maybe in the end, you will come to realize how much stronger you can be"
August listened like a new discovery was being uncovered by him and it brought a firm determination from within him that spread to his young face. 
"Remember whom Joseph always says he is" Carter said in a way that suggested he needed a reply. 
"He always says he's a Donatti" August replied. 
"Good, and who are you?"
"I am August, August Donatti" he whispered 
"Eh?"
"I am August Donatti" he said louder. 
"Good, and remember who a Donatti is, he is strong, fearless and bows to no man"
The words dripped into his heart like water on cotton and possessed him like an evil spirit. His fear seemed to simmer and fade into the dark, moonlit sky. 
"August, remember who the enemy is, they are the ones who took your family from you, you have to take theirs from them someday in retaliation and respect to your family, to Joseph, to Maria, you have to wipe them out when the time comes, they are your enemy and don't ever forget that"
August punched his fingers into a fist and tears welled up in his eyes, it wasn't the tears he had shed in the past, they were not tears of pain, of sadness, of frustration, no, they were not, they were tears of anger. 
"How do I know my enemies?" he asked 
"Good question, now tell me August, have you ever been hurt in the past?"
He nodded. 
"Can you tell me those times?"
"When Maria died, when Joseph died and when Jaycee was killed and at school too" he listed thoughtfully
"Good, now, can you recall the people that caused your hurts"
"Yes, Maria, I killed her killer, at school, Terry" he called out the name with bitter hatred in his eyes. 
"And Joseph and Jaycee?"
He was afraid to call out the name but he was angry. 
"Jaime Rodneck" he called out softly. 
"Who?" he asked 
"Jaime Rodneck" he called out a second time. 
"Remember August, remember who took your brothers from you, they are not your friends, they are not your family, they took  Joseph and one day they have to pay, you have to make them pay"
He didn't exactly love Jaime and Kate but they had been nice to him, he respected them but then, he loved his brothers, he had sworn a million times to avenge them, he was angry at everything, he was angry that he was all alone and he was angry at those who made it so. 
"How do I make them pay?" he asked and Carter placed his left hand on his tiny shoulder.
"When the time comes, you will know what to do". 
He stood up from the grave and looked down on a self determined August. 
"Who are you?" he asked 
"I am Donatti" he said. 
"Remember that, and remember why you are the only Donatti left". 
He started walking deeper into the cemetery. 
"Will I see you again?"  August called after him. 
"Just say my name when you visit and you will see me" he replied and disappeared into the night. 
August stood up and dusted himself, he looked back at the grave of his brother and frowned his face. 
"Don't worry, I will kill them all". 
He covered his head back with the hood and ran out of the church into the street, from the front of the church, the man in black hat watched him disappear into an alley. 







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Jaime led August to a police car that pulled up shortly after. August got inside the car while Jaime had his wound dressed. Luckily enough, it was just a scratch and the bullet wasn't lodged in his leg. More police patrol cars trooped into the farm and the whole area was cordoned off. The time was 1am by the time they started working on the farm. Body counts was made, corpses Parked into ambulance. August watched from within the car as his brother and sister were lifted into ambulances, he fell deeper into his seat and closed his eyes. He felt nothing and showed no emotions. Every body was accounted for except Jaycee. The water had washed him away before anyone could get to him. The police rounded up around 5am and Jaime drove home with August. 
Back home, Kate waited patiently for her husband. He had gotten an emergency call around 12:30 am about certain shoot outs in the far outskirts of the town. Being whom he was, he would rather go there himself than send his men out. She had argued that he should relax and let the others handle it than going out there and risking his life. He reassured her that nothing would happen and had left her with a peck on the forehead. She waited for hours unable to fall asleep, not even a blink passed her eye. She walked up and down the housing, a rosary dangling in her right hand and muttering inaudible prayers as she counted the beads. At exactly 5:45am, she had prayed all she could and sat on a couch in the parlor, her head nodding from sleep. She heard the sound of a car park outside their house. Pushing the curtains aside and looking through the windows, she saw the siren to a police car rotating colorfully around in the dark early morning. She adjusted her nightgown and walked briskly outside, unlocking the doors quietly to avoid waking Janet. She moved out into the corridor in front of the house and climbed down the stairs made of wood. The whole of the house was painted white and like every house in the neighborhood, it had no fence. She walked towards the car as Jaime limped out of it. She gasped on seeing the bandage around his leg. Jaime saw her fears and gave her a reassuring smile. 
"Don't worry dear, its just a scratch" he said and hugged her, kissing her on the forehead. She hugged him and held onto him for 7 seconds before releasing him. From the other side of the car, August approached slowly like the ground beneath his feet was filled with spikes. Kate saw him for the first time and paused in her display of affection to her husband. She looked down from August to Jaime with eyes that demanded answers. 
"His family members just got killed, all of them" Jamie said looking down at his wife. Her expression changed from apprehension to that of compassion. 
"That's sad" she said and shook her head. 
"Yea" Jaime replied and took her hands. He led them inside the house and shut the door behind them. He flicked the light switch on and the white fluorescent light came up, the light hit hard on theirs eyes as they blinked hard trying to get their eyes accustomed to the bright lights. 
"Janet?" he asked 
"Sleeping" she replied. 
"What's your name son?" he asked for the first time, surprised that he hadn't asked earlier. 
"August". 
The reply was bold and portrayed no emotion. 
"Okay August, I think you should take a bath and change into something better" 
August nodded and took a look at the house. It was different from where he had lived or been to. At the far end of the parlor was the entertainment center comprising of a 42 inches plasma Television hanging on the wall, below it on a fancy table was a DVD flanked on either side by two tall speakers belonging to a sound system under the table. The walls were painted cream yellow and on the left side hung an air conditioning unit. The walls facing the balcony had two large windows while the wall where the TV hung had one window all covered with thick orange curtains with yellow flower patterns. A white flower vase with a bunch of roses stood at the center of the glass Centre  table sitting on white tiles mixed with black tiles in a beautiful pattern. 
Kate motioned August to follow her while Jaime sat on the black cushion to remove his shoes. They climbed 3 steps and went into a corridor that was flanked on either side by two doors. One led into the master bedroom while the other was Janet's. At the end of the corridor were two doors that led into the toilet and bathroom. 
"There, go and take your shower, I'll get you a towel"
She pointed at the bathroom door. August whispered his thanks and walked into the bathroom. He stood staring at the shower for sometime before a knock at the door jostled him. Kate handed him over the towel and walked away. He watched her disappear from the corridor and he stepped out of the bathroom. He switched off the light to the bathroom and walked back in into the darkness, leaning on the wall for sometime before pulling his clothes off and hanging them on a nail that was on the door alongside the towel. He climbed into the bath tub and turned on the shower, the cold water rushed at him, bringing him back to reality, it was like he had been away for a long time and the rush of cold water against his skin had brought him back to reality. The water brought a kind of peace and calm to his body, he sat down on the cold floor of the bath tub, bringing his legs together and holding them with his hands and dropping his head on his knees. The tears came to his face as the memory of all he had lost came back to him, for a moment, he was oblivious of the water rushing against his body and mixing with the tears that rolled down his cheek. 
"Maria, I'm cold" he whispered and his body shook from sobs and the reality that she would never hug him again or pet him like she had always done. He bit hard at his lips, the thought of Jaycee and their exploits together made him shudder, the boyish smile he had always loved appeared before the eye of his young mind. He remembered Joseph, his fearlessness and the times he was always there to protect them from danger. 
"I'm going to be strong like you Joe, I won't cry no more, I will be strong!" he whispered subconsciously, but then, he only cried more. He whispered his parents name softly and sucked on his right thumb. Now he was all alone, none of his family around to treat him like the last child that he was. 
"I won't cry no more" he whispered softly and cleaned the tears along with the water from his eyes. He got up and scrubbed his body with the soapy water. 
The shower lasted 15 minutes in which he made up his young mind to be stronger, to be a man, to be a Donati. 
He walked out of the bathroom with the towel round his waist and clutching his clothes on his right hand. He met Kate outside the bathroom waiting with a pajamas in her hands. 
"Here, change into these, they are Janet's, you will fit into them alright". 
He took the cloth from her hands and murmured a thank you. She led him into Janet's room, where Janet was sleeping in the bed at a corner of the wall. 
"Hope you don't kick in your sleep?" Kate asked and he shook his head. 
"Good, you will do alright, just join her and catch some sleep"
She didn't wait to know if he went to bed or not, she walked out of the room stealthily to avoid waking Janet up. 
August took glance around the room, it was very much like a little girls room, large teddy laying around on the pink rug, little art clips gummed all over the pink wall. The bed was about 25 inches high and a little wide to accommodate about 2 grown up adult. 
He dropped the towel on the ground and slid into the pajamas. It fitted him perfect. He picked the towel and threw it into a laundry basket he saw at a corner of the wall and moved to the bed, sitting on it with a little apprehension. He ran his fingers through the soft woolen sheets and watched Janet's body heave up and down with every breath she took. He couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness. He lay gently down on the bed beside her, shifting to the edge to avoid their body colluding, closing his eyes, he sulked to sleep. 
Kate came out to the parlor to meet his husband busy trying to pull his wounded leg out of his trouser, which was obviously a lofty task. 
"You have to get to the hospital first thing in the morning for that" Kate said, sitting on the table to face him. 
"Yes, Arrrgh" he moaned from pain and pulled the trouser from his leg and threw it to the nearest chair "I'll get to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning"  
"Sorry dear" 
"Thank you". 
He sat back on the chair and threw his head back, closing his eyes to relieve the pain. 
"So what do you intend doing with him?" she asked and he lifted his head to look at her. 
"With who?"
"The boy, August"
"Oh, I don't know really, I was hoping maybe we could adopt him and take care of him, he has no family now and is as messed up as he could be"
"Adopt him? Don't you think he may turn out a bad influence on our daughter,Janet, you know all these kids from the streets?"
"Janet? No, I don't think so. Janet is more likely to influence him, you know how stubborn she can be"
"I don't know, I just want what's best for us" she said with a tone that suggested she had given in to the idea. 
"Well, don't worry, he's just a kid, with time and the right people, he will change into something acceptable" Jaime reassured her. 
"Let's see if we can catch some sleep before the sun comes up " he said, pulling himself up from the seat and limping to the direction of the room with Kate behind him. 

Cold 25

March 26, 2017 0

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The bush led into a pathway that sloped deeper into a body of flowing water. They got to the water and discovered there was no way they could make it across. They stuck to walking along the edge of the water. Jaycee leading the front, Maria and August in the middle and an observant Joseph limped closely behind. The full moon in the sky provided enough light for them not to trip to the ground.
"I am tired" August complained and was reassured by Maria.
"We will rest soon baby" she said with a shaky voice that suggested she had been crying. Jaycee trudged on in silence, a cold silence that showed no emotions, he was there with them but he was still far away from them. In his heart, he felt regrets for ever knowing Nancy, he believed she had died because she was with him and the thought only made him more angry, angry at himself, angry at the people that had put them where they were, angry at his parents for bringing them into that shithole called St Mathews and angry that he never got the last chance to reassure Nancy of his undying love for her. As these thoughts run through his mind, his heart grew colder and his grip on his gun tightened. Joseph had no chance to think of anything, he just wanted to make it out of their present location and lead his siblings into safety.
In the distance, the five assassins stalked behind, tracking them by their footprints, they too kept to the edge of the water, moving silently in the dark at a high pace. They didn't walk for long before they saw the 4 of Jaycee, Maria, August and Joseph moving away from them in the distance. Reducing their pace, they cocked their guns and moved in on their targets like a bunch of predators.
Joseph was able to make out the sound of footsteps different from theirs. He took a look around saw nothing through the darkness. They continued and were approaching abandoned farm houses when he heard the sound of guns being cocked behind them, he took a look and saw the five armed men.
"Run!!" he yelled and they broke into a run, making their way to the farm houses. The assassins too ran after them.
"Jaycee, you and Maria should hide in that house while I go over there" Joseph said handing over a pump action to him and Jaycee nodded.
"Be careful" Maria said and hugged him. They split and Joseph ran into a house facing the direction they had come from. Joseph, Maria and August ran into a hut a little far from where Joseph was. They waited in silence as the five assailants approached slowly. Joseph opened a window and through it observed the entrance into the premises. He waited patiently with his finger on the trigger, ready to pull. One after the other, the men came in, spreading out and trying to surround the premises. Joseph took an aim at the first man and then the second man, satisfied with the notion that he could take them out simultaneously and faster, he took a shot and the first man fell, he quickly switched to the next man before he could duck, he fired at him and he too fell. The rest dropped to the ground and started shooting in Joseph's direction. He had expected it and had moved away from the window in time. The bullets poured in blazing and shattering the house into bits. Joseph lay on the ground, his hands held tight over his ear and gritting his teeth. Silence fell again after about 40 seconds. He waited again for 10 seconds before picked his guns and moving slowly through the rubbles made by the guns. He came outside to meet the men getting up from the ground. One of them fired at him and he took cover behind a pillar supporting the roof of the building. The bullet got deflected by the pillar, he ducked and flipped 180 degrees around, he fired at the shooter and missed when he shifted. From the other end of the premises, he heard a loud shot and saw one of the assassins fall. Attributing it to Jaycee, he nodded and smiled.
"That's my boy".
He ran round the house to the back and one of the two remaining men followed him. The other moved back, releasing shots into the hut where Jaycee and Maria crouched. Maria held onto a shaking August and you could easily see the fear in her eyes as the hut was being raided with bullets. The assaulter ran out of bullets and stopped shooting, he moved quickly away from where he stood with another mag in his hand, switching it with the empty one as he ran. In the distance, they heard someone scream and Jaycee stood up. Pulling his .34, handed it over to Maria.
"Here, this is the trigger, that's where you pull to kill someone"
"I know how to shoot a gun" she said taking the gun from him.
"Good, I will go check up on Joseph"
"Okay, please be careful"
He nodded and ran outside with Maria and August watching him leave. Seconds later, they saw a man run after him, Maria grabbed August and moved out of the hut in a bid to save his brother, they walked in the darkness towards the house Joseph had moved into, Maria holding the gun like it was heavy. They walked slowly in tiptoes and silence. They stopped when they heard the sound of footsteps, before Maria could turn to look around, She was grabbed from the back by strong hands which circled around her neck, squeezing the life out of her body. Her gun had fallen out of her hand and she yelled at August to run. The man squeezed harder and the blood started coming up to her eyes. With the little strength she could gather, she moved her left hand up and jabbed her elbow against the man's stomach, he winced and continued working on her. Determined, she grabbed his hands and with all her strength, moved it up to her teeth and gave him a deadly bite that tore off part of his skin, he screamed and released her, she spat out the flesh from her mouth and kicked him in the crotch, he staggered back and came on her again with mad pain and hatred in his eyes. He pulled her closer to him and gave her a heavy punch on the cheek, she staggered back and fell to the ground, he moved in again and grabbed her by the neck, squeezing harder than before, slowly, she felt the life fleeing from her body, she felt so weak and gave up fighting back, her vision slowly turned blurry and there, all she could see was her family, in the distance she hard two gunshots, the hands holding her withdrew and through the blurs, she saw the man fall and two more shots followed. Slowly, her eyes cleared and she coughed violently. She looked up from where she lay and saw August holding the .34. She jumped up and ran to him.
"It's okay baby, it's okay" she said cuddling him and taking the gun from him. In the distance, they heard the sound of police siren.
"Thank God, police" she muttered and took August by the hand, they walked slowly together, the man coughed where he lay on the ground, Maria looked back and saw him pointing his gun at them, she fell in between him and August, shielding him from the gun, the man fired once, the bullet hit Maria on the chest, she gasped and fell to the ground pushing August far away from her.
"Noooo!!" August yelled and rushed the gun where Maria dropped it, he picked it and shot the man 3 times on the head. He ran back to his sister where she lay gasping for breath.
"Baby, go" she said in between coughs.
"Jaycee!!" August cried out. Jaycee ran to where they were and cried out on seeing Maria.
"Maria!" he shouted and ran to her.
"Jay" she smiled and coughed out blood.
"Sis, don't die on us"
"Please, take care of August" she begged and Jaycee nodded furiously as drops of tears flew off his eyes.
"Please we need you" he pleaded, looking all over her, not knowing what to do. Joseph ran to them from the back of the house and fell to his knees beside his younger sister.
"Baby, what happened? Who did this?" he yelled as the tears streamed down his face. Maria smiled up to him and held her hand up to his cheek.
"I love you bro, I love you all" she cried and shut her eyes. Just then, a police car pulled in. Joseph grabbed Maria and heaved her up to his shoulder.
"Run with August" he said to Jaycee. He grabbed August and ran in the opposite direction of the approaching car. Joseph dragged along behind them until he couldn't move again. The strong headlamps of the car beamed on him. He dropped Maria's body slowly to the ground and cocked his gun. Filled with rage and the memory of all he had lost, his parents, William, Lugo and maria, tears streaming down his eyes, he shot sporadically at the car, shattering glasses and the lights that came from the car. The police men retaliated and fired back at him. The bullets from them tore at him all over his body, the impacts shook him and he staggered back.
"I am Joseph Donati, yes, Joseph Donati, Fuck you all" he yelled and pointed his gun at them again, oblivious of the bullet holes all over his body. Behind the car, Chief Jamie heard the name, the name of the man he had been looking for. Without remorse or pity, he aimed at Joseph and continued shooting. Joseph fell with both hands spread wide. He fell beside Maria and clutched her hands, with a broad smile on his face and wet eyes, he shut his eyes.
Jaime approached him with with alert and observed his body.
"Let's find the rest" he said and his 3 companions followed him.
Joseph and August had gotten to the water when they heard the firefights. Something told him that no matter what, if Joseph fought back, he was going to get killed. He was torn between running with August to safety and going back to help his brother. Whatever decision he took, he took it too late, Jaime and his men were already on him before he made any move. He saw their flashlights as they approached, he was terrified and that made him stronger, the thought that they couldn't have gotten to him if Joseph stilled lived made him more bitter than he was, the thought of losing everyone he loved killed him more.
"Run!" he whispered to August and shoved him away. August moved a little far away and stared at his brother with tears all over his face. Jaycee cocked his gun and raised it, he pulled the trigger before the police could make him out, the gun clicked and there was no sound, it was empty. He cried and watched as they saw him. In self defense, Jaime shot him 3 times at his hands, stomach and leg as August watched silently in anger. He staggered and fell back into the water. August held up the .34 and shot blindly at Jaime, the bullet caught him in the leg and he fell.
"No, wait!" Jaime yelled as his men tried to shoot at August "he is just a boy". He dragged himself off the ground and limped towards August, holding out his hand, his men pointed their guns at August waiting to shoot at any wrong move.
"Come on now boy, I don't want to hurt you, just hand over the gun" he said with reassurance. August looked at him and around at the men, he moved back and dropped the gun to the ground. Jaime pulled him closer and together they walked back to the car to wait for more backup.