Broken Bottle

By Serah Iyare

Bina was turning into a menace. Every one that came her way, be it male or female, got wounded one way or another.
Losing the love of her life opened her eyes to her catastrophic and thorny lifestyle, making her seek necessary changes.
Was there hope for a second chance?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Serah Iyare
• Release date: Mar 1, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370013104

Serah Iyare

I am a born again spirit filled Christian fiction romance writer, whose passion is to bridge the gap between man and God.I am married with two kids, living in Abuja, Nigeria.

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BROKEN BOTTLE

BY

SERAH IYARE

© 2016 Serah Iyare. All rights reserved.

SYNOPSIS

Every one that came her way, be it male or female, got wounded one way or another.

Losing the love of her life opened her eyes to her catastrophic and thorny lifestyle.

Was there hope for a second chance?

CHAPTER ONE

Seventy-five-year-old Lolly made her way into her grand-daughter’s bedroom. Everything was topsy-turvy. The bed was not made. The pillows were scattered about on the tiled floor, the bed sheet was in a heap at the edge of the bed, the wardrobe was wide opened, and clothes were hanging in a big mess. There were lingerie hanging on the chairs, empty plates of food on the table, used cups, glasses and cutleries were under the table. It was a total chaos. A scowl appeared on her dark round face. She couldn’t understand why the room was no different from a pig sty. She didn’t bring her grand-daughter up that way, but the girl refused to be tutored. She grew up strong-willed, stubborn, and undomesticated. Most times, she feared for her. She noticed that the dark chocolate skin girl was fast asleep. She lay on her tummy; head rested on her arms.

She kicked a pillow away from her path and walked towards the bed, Bina… Bina… she bent down and shook her by the shoulders.

Bina groaned and turned on her side.

Wake up. It is already ten o’clock, Lolly spoke harshly.

What has that got to do with me? she raised her head and lay back on her tummy.

Lolly frowned, bent down and smacked her on the buttocks.

Granny! she glared at her.

Don’t you know that you are a woman? Lolly eyed her.

Please don’t hit me again, ah-han… what is it? Bina hissed and rubbed the painful spot.

She settled at the side of the bed, You are thirty years old for heaven’s sake, there was a note of disappointment in her voice.

Bina rolled her coffee coloured eyes. She was in no mood for the old woman’s nagging lecture.

Look at the state of this room, what happens when you get married?

She flashed a smile, Till then.

Her defiance attitude enraged the elderly woman, This is one of your many problems. You don’t take these things seriously.

She hissed again and laid her head on her arms.

Bina!

She didn’t respond.

What am I going to do with you?

She bit at her lower lip, Tjay is in the sitting room.

I will see him later, Bina turned on her side.

She hit her on the buttocks, Get your bum out of that bed this minute!

Oh-oooooh! Leave me alone now, ah-han… Granny you have started o, I don’t like this, I don’t like this at all. I am being maltreated in my own house, she sat up and eyed her.

They heard a knock. They turned and looked towards the door. It opened and a black head peeped through it.

My God! This room is worse than the ruins under Oshodi Bridge, his dark eyes darted around the room.

Lolly got up, Talk to your friend, she looked back at her and navigated her way out of the room.

Young woman, why do you live like this? the dark skinned, broad shouldered, five feet seven inches’ tall young man with a round face and full black lips walked into the room.

Bina reached out for the closest pillow to the bed and flung it at him. He dodged it and joined her on the bed.

Seriously, you need help, Tjay eyed her.

Whatever, she yawned and stretched out her hands.

He gave a shake of head and noticed that she was still in her night-wear. A sleeveless satin lace mini gown which barely covered her soft pear shaped bosom. He dropped his gaze and it fell on her glowing smooth dark chocolate thighs. He swallowed spittle and tore his eyes away. He wished he had waited for her in the sitting room.

What are you doing here anyway? she lay on her back and covered her body with a wrapper.

He exhaled with relief, I… I… Joy, Charles and Nneka came to see me last night.

She hissed and turned her face away.

Ibinabo, his disapproving look