Tiwatope's Redemption

By Kayode Odusanya

'Tiwatope's Redemption' is a romantic suspense novelette about a university girl who lives a fast life till a boy walks into her life and changes her for the better.

The story is set in modern-day Nigeria. It also has an undertone message about the negative aspects of drug abuse (like the abuse of Codeine and Tramadol).

It passes a positive message without appearing too preachy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Publiseer
• Release date: Jun 2, 2018
• ISBN: 9788828331278

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Chapter 1

THE SMALL ROOM WAS painted blue on two opposite sides, and white on the other two opposite sides. The reading table and a bed took up most of the space in the room, with duffel bags here and there on the rug. She sat naked in bed, with a lit cigarette in her left hand and a silver colored iPad in her right. The extremely dark skinned guy beside her looked dead till he rolled over on his side. She looked at him briefly and as she brought her focus back to the screen of the tab in her hand; she saw a red dot on her left breast. She let the iPad drop to her lap and looked at the mark intensely with a frown on her face. Her mind went back to a few minutes ago when she was making love to David, and she remembered he had been nibbling too hard on her small perky breast. Gently, she rubbed the spot and looked him angrily.

The lit end of the cigarette had burnt a whole lot and she shook her hand slowly to let the ash drop in the glass ashtray on the bedside stool. Sting’s ‘English Man in New York’ came on the radio, and although she wasn’t familiar with classic song, its beat and sweet melody made her start bobbing her head. She took a drag from her cigarette and exhaled smoke in the air.

Towards the middle point of the song, the beat changed to a hard knocking 80s hip hop beat for a few second, and it got her more hyped up. She dropped the iPad on her friend’s back and started dancing in bed. The end of the song had the singer repeating same thing over and over, and with time, she found herself singing along with him, repeating the words, ‘be yourself, no matter what they say.’

When the song ended, she didn’t feel like sticking around any longer, and she shook David, but from the look of things, she knew he wasn’t waking up any time soon. She picked her tab from his back, killed the cigarette on the ashtray, and got out of bed. Her denim jeans and white spaghetti top were on his reading chair, but she couldn’t find her bag anywhere. She sat back on the bed, and reached for her black bra and panties on the black duffel bag beside the bed.

A dog started barking outside as she moved around, dressing up, and looking for her bag at the same time. She briefly checked her time and saw it was 10:45pm. ‘Shit!’ she cursed under her breath and hastened her search. Tucked underneath the fluffy pillow she had been resting her back on was her big red bag. She shook her head as she unzipped it, threw her iPad in it, zipped up the bag, and swung it around her shoulder. She was about exiting the room but stopped and walked back in; rushed to the table, grabbed a pen and scribbled something quickly on a jotter, tore out the page she had written in, and walked over to place it on the bed beside David. She looked at him sleeping for a few