Fiction Stories: Dairy of a campus episoded 16

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EPISODE 16

Not again, not again today I said to myself.

The hand still rested on my shoulder without

shifting its position. My mind was already

made up for the worst. I slowly turned around

to confirm whose hand it was. I was alarmed

when I saw who it was, Bayo.

“Shush.” He sounded with his index finger on

his lips, telling me to be quiet.

I was surprised to see him in my room. I

thought I searched the two segments of the

room, where did he hide? I asked myself.

“Banji, you have to help me here.” Bayo

pleaded and added, “I need you now more

than ever.”

“Before you make your devilish request again, I

would have to ask you few questions.” I said

with a bossy face.

“Go ahead. I will sure have an answer.” He

replied.

“First, How did you get into my room and why

did you come?”

“I entered early this morning.” He said. “Many

students are gathered in front of my room,

even the school security, so I have to come

take shelter here.”

“Ok. Fine. Secondly.” I said when Bayo

interrupted.

“Banji, please I have no time for all these.” He

said, covered all over with pity. “Help me

please.”

“Guess you don’t need my help.”

“Please Banji, Please.” He said on his knees.

I was dazzled by Bayo’s pleas. Bayo on his

knees? I still can’t believe. He really must

need my help, I thought.

“Ok Ok Ok. Fine. What’s it?” I said with a

pompous pose, “how may I be of help?”

“Banji, am wanted!” He fearfully said grabbing

me by my shoulder. “Everyone is looking for

me.”

“Then, how is that my business?”

“Banji, you know we were together all the

while Emeka and Chinedu died.”

“Ehn! Please and please don’t say that again.”

I warned. “We were not together and I know

nothing about their death and how you killed

them.”

“Banji, let’s pour it all on Strike.” He said,

“let’s pour it on him if it becomes hotter than

this.”

I nodded to agree with him just to ease him off

my neck. He proceeded to Emeka’s wing to

lay on his bed while I went to mine. Bayo

became restless all the while he was chilling

out on Emeka’s bed, I could hear him move

around. He couldn’t bear it any longer so he

came to me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.” He replied. “I am fine.”

“Sure, you are not.” I said. “You are feeling

guilty about Emeka’s death, huh?”

He bent his head remorseful and sat on my

bed. Bayo was so dejected after telling him

what really have been lurking around him.

“Bayo are you a cultist?” I boldly asked.

He raised his head and gazed at me for some

seconds and bowed his head again. I moved

closer to him, and raised his head up.

“Are you a cult member?” I restated my

question.

“Banji, It’s a long story.” He said sorrowfully.

“Am not in a haste.” I replied. “Perhaps, I just

have a lecture and that’s in the afternoon.

Speak on.”

He paused for some seconds and explained, “It

all started when I resumed as a freshman. I

really can’t differentiate my right from my left,

all seem good to me. I had a ‘rock it all’

mentallity. I guess I interpreted this saying,

‘pass through the school and let the school

pass through you’ wrongly. My parents

restricted my movements all through when I

was in secondary school. I exploded now that

I have the opportunity to be far from them. My

calamity started when I met Akingbide

Sukanmi. He–”

“Who is Akingbide Sukanmi?” I interupted

quickly.

“Oh! Sorry. I mean Strike.” Bayo clarified.

“Ok. Now I get. Continue.”

He adjusted his sitting position and

continued, “I met Strike at the cafeteria. That

faithful day, he sat with his cliques, they were

all eating on the same table when I entered to

eat also. I bought my food and quietly sat at

a corner a bit distant from them. I was eating

when he ordered his guys to bring me to where

they were. I didn’t resist because I wanted to

make a whole lot of friends. I sat so

comfortable with them. Then, they were all

about to leave when Strike gave me an

invitation to a club party. I went. It took place

that night. While grooving and catching fun, a

girl came to me and whispered in my ears to

follow her. I couldn’t resist her beauty so I

followed. She took me to a small and dark

room. I was quite scared so I asked her

what’s she up to and she said I should sit

while she goes to change in the bathroom. I

was so happy thinking she wanted to give it to

me free. Unknowing to me, It was a trick to

get me to meet Strike. He came out fierce

looking with a dagger in his hand. I knew

immediately I was in danger. I couldn’t do

anything because his gangs came out one

after the other to join him. He asked me a

question which I quickly gave an answer to

because I don’t want to die.”

“What question?”

“Will you join us?” Bayo replied, “I immediately

said yes because I was scared he will kill me

if I said no.”

“So how where you initiated?” I curiously

asked.

“It’s so terrible to describe.” He said.

“Just go ahead and describe.” I said, acting

like a FBI.

“They brought human blood in a ”

Bang! Bang!! A knock on the door.

TO BE CONTINUED…