DILEMMA (short Story)

[img]https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2nw3Qj9PCk/V66n9MXH_OI/AAAAAAAAMjc/YbA6e-coOBcm5OlOui5yCit6P021LtHUQCK4B/s1600/Capture.JPG[/img] Episode 2 She started struggling on my bed, kicking her legs and moaning painfully, gasping for breath. My heart skipped a thousand beat, before I could understand what was happening, she collapsed on the bed. I fearfully stared at my unconscious visitor Confused, nauseous and lost. “please don’t do this to me” I pleaded seriously. Tears fell from my eyes,serious manly tears. My heart pounded furiously. The poor girl breathed her last, a very heavy breathe it was before keeping still, leaving me all alone to my fate. All alone and hopeless. I was left with the choice to tell the truth. A freaking truth which no one would buy. “No no no” I cried with panic, jumped out of the bed and wore my trouser. My mind was set on going out to seek help. To scream, to cry out loud. “Perhaps my neighbours could be of assistance” I reasoned with a cold shiver. But on second thought I played down my fears and decided not to seek external help. She wasn’t breathing, she already was freaking gone. I felt her pulse over and over again. Desperately, I tried breathing into her mouth to see if she can start breathing again but to no avail. I pressed on her chest a hundred times over, but nothing worked. I fell back with fear, while the consequences of my predicament ran through my head. I was in a very deep shit. I needed no one to tell me that I only had a little time to think out a good explanation or plan. Time was running out fast. Dawn was quickly approaching. “Damn” I exclaimed as my head played back our last moment together. I really was ruined, definitely fucked. “Damn 2go” I hissed, wondering what must have happened to her. “perhaps she’s asthmatic or something. Perhaps I woke up too late to save her. Jeez” I cursed, reached for her handbag and searched it for drugs or something similar but found nothing. Slowly my clock struck 4:10am, I had little time left. “I have to act fast. I have to move her body” I reasoned with a fearful courage. “Where will I dump her?, how do I cover my tracks?, did anyone see us together the previous evening?” I wondered as I pulled her down from my bed............. TBC

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Hmm

This is really bad

too bad

I pity u ooo

so bad. very difficult situation

furk her dead body maybe she go wake up

na suggestion i give ooo

So bad

Mehn... dis story is gonna be hot

so bad

Hmm too bad,I have read this story somewhere b4 an just waiting for part 2 hope you survive this sha

Gbese re o

Kasala don burst

already posted here

eyaaa but what you are about doing is very bad and if you are caught in the act that means doom

Shebi na u sabi fuck??, oya face the consequence.

Too bad

Ur own don finnish

Hmmm na wooow

no be small dilemma

Bro i can relate ur pain... I've been in some kind of shit like this

too bad.,.. hope our youths will learn from this incidence

wat a bad day for u

it's treble

this case is serious

Hmmm....next

Ehya dat realy bad. @softtouch u mean girl die for u room?

@maths she be wan die oo for my hand ooo.... Immediately she recovered from hospital, i broke up with her ooo

what happened to updates?

[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 3 I quickly pulled off her night wear and dressed her up with the clothes she wore from her place. A black jean trousers and a pink top. It truly was the most difficult and irritating task I have ever done in my entire life, pulling off clothes from a dead person. The worst aspect of it was that it was trousers, putting that trousers on her was like an uphill task but i had to do it. I turned her facing down and facing up at intervals to make sure the trouser entered perfectly. Putting on her bra and pink polo wasn’t that difficult. “What next?” I asked myself as I looked out of my room window. The hostel (lodge) gate was still locked. There wasn’t any way I could carry her out of the lodge without waking the gateman or seen by early morning weed smokers (annoying students who were fond of smoking hemp in front of some hostels). Moreover the hostel lights were equally on and glaring. I rubbed my face in desperation. I was living at the top-most floor and so had little or nothing to hope on. It was a do or die affair. I left my room and took a quiet tour round the lodge. Fortunately no one was outside, which really was a very big relief. I went round the lodge searching for a quiet hidden place I could dump her body. Of course I wasn’t thinking of dumping her outside the lodge because there wasn’t a way I could do it without being seen. I couldn’t ask the gateman to open the gate without arousing suspicion nor scale the fence with such a heavy load. I had to look for a spot within the lodge to dump the body. Finally an idea quickly struck me. There was a staircase at the extreme end of wing "C" which was hardly used because the three stairs at the front and middle back of the big hostel was the most preferred by everyone. The staircase was exactly the kind of place I was badly searching for. There wasn’t any bulb underneath it like the other staircases _ (the bulbs were probably stolen) and so had poor visibility even in the afternoon. My only fear was that the cleaners who swept the lodge every morning might discover her on time. Perhaps before I could be able to dispose her handbag and other belongings which I intend disposing at a place very far from the lodge later in the morning. Seriously i never imagined my heart could be as dark as it was that fateful morning, but it got me to realize that the heart of man is very dangerous especially when faced with an unimaginable circumstance. I quickly inspected the staircase, rushed to my room and carried the poor girl’s body. Discreetly i headed back to the staircase, my heart almost at breaking point.... TBC

[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 4 I quietly carried her to the staircase, my heart beating wildly as I carried the heavy load. I needed a whole lot of luck to avoid detection. Only a single mistake could destroy everything I had planned. Luckily I got to my destination without being seen. I calmly dumped and pushed her well, underneath the staircase (of the first floor). “If things go as planned perhaps, it will take a day or two before she’s discovered” I reasoned before another idea came into my head. I rushed up to my room, grabbed a bucket of water, came down and poured it all over her. I wasn’t a biologist but i felt it could destroy any evidence like my prints which were on her body. Yea it might sound silly but i felt a bit relieved after doing it even though the water quickly spilled out towards the exit door but it wasn’t enough to draw attention. I grabbed the empty bucket and returned to my room. I knew nobody would investigate spilled water in a lodge filled with students. Unless of course the cleaners. As I got to my room, I quickly cleaned up everywhere, packing up all of Nneka’s things in a big black sack bag including her phone which was the first in the list, but before doing it I first, logged into her 2go account (luckily, the application opened without asking for a password) and deleted everything about me, including my phone numbers and text messages we shared. I knew the police had the means to get me if they were serious but I did everything just as a precaution. I equally washed the bathroom, and changed my bed sheet, made sure everything was in order before sitting down to rest. I was so terrified and nervous. I needed all the good luck in the world. I was scared of being caught. My future just stood before me, glaring at my face. I knew i did the worst atrocity by trying to hide the poor girl, but I had no choice than to do it. I wasn’t ready to be hanged for something I had no hand in. Nervously I waited for the hostel gate to be opened, the success of my plans depended on it. I had to dispose Nneka’s things in a place very far away. Precisely in a river... TBC

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will you succeed?. move on so we know what will happen

Pray God see you through.

Ride on..

what a situation

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[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 5 I cracked my head searching for a good river but couldn’t remember any. In desperation i thought of other alternatives. “A good bush will do” i concluded as i remembered a very large bush, four hostels behind mine. The bush really was at the end of the street. A yet to be developed plot. But i was very unsure of the best time to head to the place. I knew there wasn’t a way i could go there without being seen by many students and my movement might draw suspicion due to the sack bag in my possession and if eventually Nneka’s body is found, tongues may talk and i could be caught. I reasoned. “The only solution was to head out of the school environs with my load perhaps towards the small mechanic village which was fifty naira bus drop away from my lodge, find a good refuse dump site and dispose everything”. Luckily her body wasn’t discovered that morning and so by 7:45am, i smashed her phone slim and memory card wrapped the debris in a small nylon before flinging it with the phone back into the sack bag. Soon after i left the lodge with my load and headed towards mechanic village, nervous, shaken but determined. It was very easy to find a burning refuse dump site when i got there. I quickly disposed everything and headed back to my lodge a bit relieved. All that was left was to sit and wait for the poor girl to be discovered. I kept to myself, acting cool and trying hard not to behave in a way that could draw suspicion. It wasn’t easy, i couldn’t eat, sleep nor do anything. I was conscious of everything, plus i began seeing things. Strange weird things. Perhaps it was my imagination, perhaps it was guilt and fear but i truly wasn’t myself anymore. I didn’t kill the girl but i wronged her spirit. I felt she was everywhere i went, staring at me with her dark eyes. Then she was discovered…………………… An early Monday cry from one of the cleaners ripped the whole lodge apart. TBC

[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 6 The sharp cry shook the entire lodge, frightening me tremendously. My heart furiously pounded. The day of reckoning finally has arrived. I waited for few minutes in my room as i tried so hard to compose myself. Just like other students, i had to check out the cause of the cry and noise coming from downstairs. I wished i had travelled, but truly it was very bright of me to stay put in the lodge instead of travelling, because i had to be around in order to follow events and plan ahead. Moreover the hostel was a large one but it never stopped students who lived in it from knowing each other’s habit and as i hardly travelled. Who knows i could be suspected. Yes i was so scared that i felt every step i took could lead anyone to suspect me even though i was far from being one of the neither hostel terrors nor cultists who could easily be suspected as the hand behind such a deadly act. I drank a glass of water before heading out of my room. I slowly headed downstairs, towards where i dumped Nneka’s body days ago. You can’t imagine how nervous and scared i was as i slowly made my way to that place. Hundreds of students were already at the staircase when i got there. Students from the neighboring hostels alike. I greeted some of my neighbors who told me of the terrific discovery. I pretended to be shocked and forced my way to the front of the crowd. After a little struggle, i succeeded in getting close to Nneka’s body which was already pulled out from the staircase. The poor girl was now lying just some steps away from where she was originally dumped, looking pale as ever. I drew a bit close as if i was very concerned. “Do you know her?” a girl quickly asked me. I turned to see almost everyone staring curiously at me. I swallowed hard with tension. My guilty conscience shook me like an earthquake. “What?” i stammered. “Do you know her?” the hostel president asked, before the girl could repeat her question. “Hell no. That’s exactly what i came to check” i managed to reply, dashing all their hopes. “Nobody knows her. She has no ID or anything” the girl who asked the first question explained, while i shrugged, saying nothing. The relief i felt as i heard the girl’s explanation was quite enormous. I really had feared the question was asked with suspicion. However i still feared the worst was yet to come. I knew there must surely be a scapegoat. A sacrificial lamb who will be blamed for such a horrible crime. Who will it be? To be continued.

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Let me stay in these dark corner and continue observing things.

@lonewolf05 I dey with you... bcus I dey fear for this guy

chai

am speechless

Hmm

Hmmmm Ride on

Hmm

Observing

who will it be ooo

hmmm, let's see

it alrit.... Loking at u with one eye

observing with one eye closed

Hmm....next

Hmm

[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 7 The school S.U.G president soon showed up with the school authorities and the police, quickly dispersing everyone. “You can now go on with your various activities; we are here to take charge of the situation. Is rest assured that the person behind this outrageous crime will be caught? If you have any information to share please don’t hesitate to bring it to our knowledge. Mind how you talk to the press or better still leave us to do the talking, “you are warned” the Dean of student affairs addressed us before we were dispersed. I returned to my room extremely scared and afraid. I couldn’t imagine what the outcome of their investigation will be. I didn’t leave my room all through the rest of that day. I simply stayed indoors with my conscience punishing me. I was ready to do anything for my fears to go away. Nneka’s body was taken away later in the afternoon. I couldn’t help but peep through my window as an ambulance carried the poor thing away. Yes the time was precisely 3:15pm. I really couldn’t imagine what caused the delay in moving a body discovered very early in the morning. However some minutes after her body were taken away. A strange kind of dizziness took over my entire body. It was as if my room was spinning round with me in the center. I lost balance and collapsed on my bed, breathing heavily while sweat drenched my body. I couldn’t believe nor understand what was happening. I never experienced such a thing before, but luckily I regained myself some minutes after. I tried hard to think what could have happened, but just couldn’t figure out anything. Not only was my eyes now seeing things that never was, the rest of my body has equally joined in the game. Could Nneka’s spirit be behind this?” I wondered miserably. “But I didn’t kill anybody. It was just an accident. I did what I had to do to save face” I kind of spoke aloud before realizing myself. A sharp knock of my door, quickly notified me of a visitor waiting outside. “Was I heard? Is it the police?” I nervously asked myself as I sluggishly went to my door........ TBC

[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 8 I nervously opened my door and came face to face with the hostel president, a policeman in uniform and the S.U.G president. I stared at them with panic. “Please can we come in? The officer has some important questions to ask you,” the S.U.G president explained while my heart froze. My guilty conscience was at its worst that moment. I fearfully allowed them into the room, my heart pounding furiously as the policeman took a sharp look round my room before settling down on the only plastic chair I had, while the two students with him stood and stared at me. I knew they all noticed my nervous behavior. “I’m here to question you as a result of the body discovered in your lodge. The dead girl found under the stairs”. The serious looking officer said to me as he brought out a small notebook which he opened. “So what’s your name?” he asked. I breathed deeply and looked at the hostel president who nodded to me in agreement. I slowly murmured my name, repeating it twice. “You saw the girl’s body right?” the officer asked. I swallowed hard and nodded. Nneka’s image quickly appeared in my head. “Yes I saw her” I answered weakly, “do you know her?” he asked, sending my heart flying with the question. “Um no, not at all” I replied, “Are you sure?” he asked again, “yes I’m sure” I answered, “you mean you have never ran across her even in school premises?” he asked. “Yes I’m sure, I haven’t seen her anywhere” I answered a bit boldly. He marked something in his book, closed it and stood up. “Thanks for your time, but I may be back” he grinned before leaving. I locked my door, fell on my bed and covered my head with a pillow. “Liar, damn you liar” i heard Nneka’s voice scream in my head, sickening me. I lay awake all night, scared and afraid. I was scared of Nneka’s ghost, scared of the police and scared of being discovered. A very terrible wind equally blew that night as if rain was about to pour, but there came no rain, instead the wind kept making strange noises on my window which seriously terrified me. Early Tuesday morning i packed some of my clothes in a small bag and headed to my friend Gideon’s lodge. I just couldn’t stay all alone in my room anymore. Unfortunately Gideon and his neighbours were all too eager to hear the dead girl’s story, especially how she looked, who was being suspected and so on. They wanted to hear everything without knowing that they were upsetting me with their questions. The more I managed to answer, the more questions they asked to the extent that I almost lost the remaining part of my mind. Early Wednesday morning I headed home to be with my surprised parents who were very astonished to see me return home in the middle of the week. I managed to mutter some lousy explanation which I believed they never truly bought. But then it was as if the devil had so much interest in my case, because by 8:15am the next day, the hostel president called me on phone, asking me to show up at the lodge. “The police needs to search your room”. He ended up saying.............. TBC

[img]https://2.bp.blogspot.com/qHulfiUlZvY/V5v4csEtaRI/AAAAAAAAMIk/eyFPX77ncu0Da3-3z7iphLnJ6go93cegACLcB/s1600/46cea7f1-8029-41a2-ae98-bde70619b661%2B%25281%2529.png[/img] Episode 9 “What? What’s the reason for that? Why will the police want to search my room?” i asked desperately. “They just want to search all the rooms in the lodge. According to them it’s the procedure. You are not the only person, so you have to come as fast as you can or else they might break into your room when it gets to your turn” he explained patiently “fine I’ll be there” i murmured half-heartedly, breathing deeply. It really took me about two hours to make up my mind on returning to the lodge, because i was so scared that the police might find something in my room. A lipstick, lock of hair anything incriminating. I feared. Though I was so sure that i wiped my room clean before travelling, but they were experts and i was scared something could be found somehow. However I finally returned to my lodge very late in the afternoon with the hope that my room has been broken into. But on the contrary it was as i left it {still locked}. I quickly met the hostel president with questions in my heart and immediately he saw me he smiled, offering his hand for a handshake. “It’s very fine you showed up today. All the rooms that are yet to be searched will be searched tomorrow. Some students travelled like you did which is very bad and as a result the cops decided to search the rooms of available students today while the locked ones will be searched tomorrow whether the owners return or not” he explained, settling my curiosity. I returned to my room a bit relieved and satisfied, quickly cleaned up everything in it one more time, washing the bed sheet Nneka laid on over and over. In fact i made sure my room was very much in order before resting that day. My room was so clean that the three policemen who searched it early the next day commented on it. “Seems like you are the cleanest student in this lodge. Your room is so clean” one of them said to me as he tossed around my properties, without suspecting a thing. I smiled nervously. Unknown to them the room they were searching was the main crime scene and they left without finding anything, leaving me a bit relaxed. “What next?” i asked myself as i watched them leave. TBC

Episode 10-final We took a bus down to Nneka’s village. When we got to her compound, I saw a woman, surrounded by other women, they were consoling her “it’s alright. Don’t worry. She would be found....’ I needed no soothsayer to tell me that the poor woman was Nneka’s mother. I felt sorry for her plight. I was filled with guilt. “But I didn’t kill her, I am innocent. I wished her daughter could just come back to life and say to her; mama it’s alright. I’m here”. When she caught sight of us, she ran towards us and held the poor girl with me. Nneka’s roommate “where is my daughter! “She yelled. It took people’s effort to let her go off the helpless girl. I should be held, not her. I heard a voice calling me. I turned and it was Nneka. I shifted backwards in fear. I was about to run, but where to? “Tell my parents what happened” she said thrice, with a voice re-echoing in my head over and over again. She disappeared. I knew other people didn’t see her. I had to act fast before I die of fear before my time I called her parent aside with great courage. I told them that their daughter is dead and has been appearing to me. Immediately I said that, she appeared to me and said with a thunderous voice, “Tell them what actually happened before I kill you here” I confessed for the very first time. Her mother was like strangling me to death. I sustained bruises from her rage. It was the man who even saved me. He demanded to see my parents. My heart skipped a bit. He was really angry and sorrowful. I could see it written over his face. We arrived at my parent’s compound. Nneka’s parents, myself, the and Nneka’s uncle) It was a thing of shame for him as I was forced to re-confess. My parents were disappointed in me. My father ceased my phone. I couldn’t raise my face up as I faced the ground. Soon people gathered. I felt like I should just die and leave everything. After sometime, Nneka appeared for everybody to see. It was a serious scene. Some people ran and stopped at some point to observe while some stayed out. Even her mother was terrified. Nneka told everybody that I didn’t kill her. She said her asthma disease did. I was a bit relieved but I was not really myself at that point. I was surprised when she pleaded with her parents to let me go. She finally told her parents to go to the police and tell them they are her parents so that they would be given her corpse at the mortuary, as ordered by the school. Before she disappeared, she looked at me, smiled and said” I have forgiven you, Jude” Hours passed into days. Days into weeks and weeks into months. I had learnt my lesson. Social network nearly killed me. I lost my parents trusts, concentration with studies and my good name. But above all, I prayed to God to forgive me. ***The end *** THANK YOU ALL FOR READING. WRITTEN BY Coolval

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finally u pulled through bt it was a scary experience

Hmmmm... Thank God for your life.

thank god for ur life

nice work @itzprince

at last u are free 4rm guilt

Dis is confam dilema

At least u re free

Menh it was a bit scary

hehehe

Thank God you didn't die

tnk god for saving u

Hmm thanks ur star

Great story @itzprince

Am coming back for you...

Too bad...

Ride on

Bad idea bro

My oga u don buy market

Nice work writer