COLD (a nigerian story)

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We're back to Yemisi's pov :)

I woke up with a start and then felt someone hitting me with a hammer before realizing I had a depressing head ache. It hurt so bad and not to mention, my throat was so dry. I felt as if I had been run over continuously by a mad truck.

But that was the least of my concern. What concerned me most is that I might be hallucinating. I could see my room, I saw myself in my room clutching onto the sheets. I pinched myself and then yelped in pain.

Wasn't I meant to be rotting in hell by now? Or still, somewhere in the bush?! Or better yet about to be digested by a hungry bear or snake.

I rolled my eyes at myself and forced myself to sit up. I reached it for the glass of water by the bed side and gulped it down. I tried keeping it back when it slipped from my hands and fell onto the ground.

The door burst open and my mom and dad came in worried. "Are you okay?" Dad asked while mom rushed to my side hugging me and then holding my hand.

"How are you feeling. Does anything hurt?" She asked. I weakly pointed to my head and she nodded, worry evident on her. She quickly rushed out and came back with aspirin and another glass of water.

I downed two tablets and drank the water before giving the glass back to her. "I don't understand" I croaked out. "I..I mean, I fell in the middle of the bush or forest and now...how did I get here?"

"Shh... Its okay. Relax" my dad said patting my head. "Temi. She brought you"

"Are you serious?! Oh my god! Is she around?" I asked literally Jumping up. "Yeah. We couldn't let her leave? Plus she asked to see you" mom said.

I got up from the bed and ran downstairs, ignoring the dizziness I was starting to feel. Once I saw her, I ran to her and hugged her.

"Hey there" She laughed hugging me back. "Thank you so much temi" I cried into her shoulders. She patted my back awkwardly

" Wipe those tears jare" she said. I laughed and wiped them off.

"How do you feel?" She asked. I sat down and held held her hand. "crappy" I muttered
She giggled "I'm sorry."

"Nah. I should be. I suck at apologizing but like..  I'm sorry for what I did back there. It was uncalled for. And then insulting your God. .  it was stupid of me..."

"Yemisi" Tells warned. "His our God"

"Well I don't think so" I shrugged. "It all sounds stupid and meaningless to me. He can be yours and anyone else's but not mine"

"Stop this nonsense! When Jesus died do you think he said he was dying for some specific special people?! He died for the whole world. For everybody! And you sure have a body so yes he died for you too."

"And what if I don't want him?! Is it by force? I ran here thinking we'd be over this nonsense already" I hissed and stormed out. I ran to my room and shut it.

"Yemisi! Open this door now" Temi shouted. I got up to lock it when she opened it and walked in.

"WE. NEED. TO. TALK" She said through gritted teeth.

I rolled my eyes and looked away.

Rolling your eyes will not kill you ni

"Look at me in the eye!" She barked.

"I am not going to force you to do what you don't want to do but as a friend, I'm trying to help here and I need a little response from you my dear"

I looked at her and raised a brow.

"Now.... If I may ask.. What makes you think God isn't interested in you?" She asked with seriousness, I knew better to not joke with her or make her angry.

"When I needed him the most... He didn't help" I stated looking away.

She grabbed my chin and forced me to look at her in the eyes.

"Can you please elaborate?" She asked fake smiling but even a blind man could see that she was angry.

"My sister! Yinka Heaven Simon! When those guys came and I needed help, why didn't he just help me? Now I've lost everything. She dead.. Temi... My happiness is dead."

Her eyes softened "I'm sorry.. I know how much it hurts okay? Sometimes it feels as if you should just give up"

I nodded thinking she was getting soft and would just drop the topic and leave, but she wasn't done.

"But!... That doesn't matter"

"Huh?"

"It. Doesn't. Matter. Somethings would happen. Yemisi. Or did you think life was just a bed of roses?"

"Daniel" I muttered

"What?"

"That's what Daniel told me''

"Yeah. I'd pretend I know him... As I was saying. Life isn't a bed of roses. You know they spat on Jesus too? The kicked him and beat him even if his God's son.

Not because God hated him but because it was meant to happen. I. Lost. Everything. my mom. My dad. Tolu and Demilade. My house. My money. EVERYTHING! But guess what? I will not give up on God because I know he's going to do something for me! He still speaks to me. He helps me to get food or money sometimes.

You still have your parents. A rich home.. You know if God did hate you. You won't be here. Or, he could just have killed your parents and maybe let you die in a burning house or fall off a bridge. But nah. You still dey here na? Yemisi stop hurting yourself. without God You're NOTHING. Nothing at all. Think about that" she said standing up.

She patted my shoulders softly and walked out, leaving me to my own thoughts.

This wasn't what I expected.

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Well...let's just hope that our love, Temi. Will help Yemisi. 🤞🏽