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Crazy Girl(2)

Evelyn pace up and down the small room she shares with her husband and her two children. She fumes as she remembers what her friend just told her on the phone, the rage inside her could not be contain.
“Mum I am hungry.” Uche her three years old first child complains pulling at her dress.
“Stop, pulling my dress Uche!” Evelyn screams at her son.
Uche starts to cry and his sister joins in.
Evelyn do not know when tears start rolling down her face, she picks up her son and set him on the only chair in the room. She pick her daughter and back her and serve her son food from the pot behind cupboard. Thereafter, she sat on the bed and starts crying.

Peter walks round his new acquired property one more time, and feeling proud of himself, he could still remember his humble beginning where to eat a morning food is not certain talk more of afternoon or night. He had fight against all odds to get to where he is today and vowed never to go back to where he was from the beginning.
He enters the house and forget all about other things except his happiness. He searches through his phone and his eyes caught Ifeoma’s number, he smiles and click on IJ.
Ifeoma had not seen her husband for over a week and half now and he is not picking her calls, she is worried that something bad had happened to him. How could someone say he is going to work and never returns. She doesn't know what to do, she had called his closest friend that she knew but was told he had traveled out of the country.
“Where could he be?” She screamed out loud for the umpteenth time.
She doesn't want to involves his parent or her owns and the police had not come up with any information so far.
She grabs her head, roughens her hair in frustration. The pain of what her mind thinks is happening is too much for her to bear.
“No No he can't be dead.” She tells herself.
“No, maybe he is kidnapped or something.” She comforts herself and wish the pain her heart and brain is giving her could stop but it did not.
“Or he had an accident, and lying somewhere, where nobody knows?” She said talking to herself more audible now.
“What could be wrong?” Ifeoma keep asking herself different questions. Suddenly, she heard a noise; she listens attentively and heard someone shouting peter!
She quickly left the house and went to see if it is her husband that she had been searching for. She saw a man hugging another man, she observes them to know if who is Peter among the two. Then her sight caught on the skinny one and rushes towards him.
“Peter! Where have you been all this while?” She screams while running towards the man across the road, she didn't bother to check if cars were coming or not.

The two men exchanged looks and doesn't feel comfortable about the approaching woman. They both ask each other if the other person knew the woman shouting and screaming towards them. The skinny one picks race as the woman wanted to embrace him, the other friend was just laughing so hard and people around watch in disbelieve as a mad woman was chasing the young man.
“When they would be raping mad women, and thinks they won’t recognised them.” A lady close to the incident says.
The skinny guy runs with all his strength as Ifeoma does not renege in pursuing him.
“My love, wait...where are you going?” Ifeoma asks Peter still running after him.
A lady just finished setting her food on a stand, awaiting her customers when the skinny guy who was running stumble on the table and sent all the food flying. He couldn't wait to apologize or try to help the lady. He quickly gets up and keep running away.
“Foolish boy! Wait! Come ooo! Help me catch him!” The lady was shouting unsure whether to follow him or to salvage some of her foods.
Ifeoma stopped suddenly and starts picking the food from the ground eating them.
The lady could only stare at her and does not know what to do to the mad woman eating all her fallen foods.
She burst into tears.

After eating from the buffet served at the party, Ifeoma starts going home to meet her husband. She smiles happily at herself and looking forward to meet her husband. When She got home her neighbour told her that her just left. She went inside and slept off.
She woke up, feeling restless and walks outside for a while and gets to a house. She smiles and starts knocking the door.

The Mercedes Benz c300 cruises along the quiet street, few people walking on the street couldn't help but appreciates the superior craftsmanship of the car, most of them wishes it is their car. Peter feels proud as he notices the stare the car always attracts whenever he drives it and he relish the German machine a lot. He notices a lady who tries to adjust her feature but she wasn't who he need. He diverts his gaze away from the lady and continues driving slowly.
It's been two weeks he had a woman and he is desperate to get another woman or he would start having problem.
He turn to a street and there are more people in it than the previous one, he stops by a small girl who looked so innocent.
“Hello fine girl.” He greets displaying his well sets of teeth.
“Good day sir.” The girl replies bending a little and smiles back at him.
“Fine girl are you staying in this street?” He asked with the same smiling face.
“Yes sir.” The girl answered.
“That's lovely, I am going to house 7.” He asked after quickly scanning the number on the building he could see.
“It's at the beginning of this street.” The girl answered.
“Is it still far?” He asked thinking of how to make her enter his car.
“It shouldn't be far…this is house 289. So just go front.” The girl answered trying to analyze with the numbering.
“Okay. Thanks girl. Please take this token for your help.” Peter said stretching his hand to give her some wads of cash.
“Thank you sir.” The girl was so happy that she collects the cash and become numb immediately.
Peter quickly scan his surroundings and notice that no one is looking at him.
“Enter the car.” He commands the girl and she enters the back of the car.
Peter quickly drives off and made a turn at the next turning, finding his way out of the area.

To be Continue...

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