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THE DEBT Chapter Four: Hostage“You think you can use me and dump me? After everything I did for you? I gave you my sweat...
10/10/2025

THE DEBT

Chapter Four: Hostage

“You think you can use me and dump me? After everything I did for you? I gave you my sweat, my youth, my life!”

“Samuel, you’re scaring me,” she whimpered, stepping back into the living room.

Her mother, a frail woman in her fifties, came out from the kitchen. “My son, abeg calm down. We can talk about this, please.”

“Talk?” Samuel barked, locking the front door. “Talk was what I wanted four months ago. But you gave me silence!”

He grabbed Chiamaka’s phone, switched it off, and threw it to the floor. Then he closed the curtains and dragged a dining chair under the door handle. It was clear he had lost control.

Time dragged slowly. Chiamaka sat on the couch, trembling. Her mother tried to pray aloud, but Samuel shouted at her to stop.

“I just want her to admit what she did,” he said. “Tell me the truth, Chiamaka. Did you ever love me, or was I just your ATM?”

She said nothing. Tears streamed down her face. That silence—the same silence that had haunted his nights—drove him into another fit of anger.

He smashed a flower vase against the wall.

Outside, neighbors heard the noise. A child who came to check was chased away by Samuel. Minutes later, police vehicles arrived in the distance.

THE DEBTChapter Three: The SnapSamuel’s sanity started to break. He began talking to himself, pacing around his room, an...
08/10/2025

THE DEBT

Chapter Three: The Snap

Samuel’s sanity started to break. He began talking to himself, pacing around his room, and typing long text messages to Chiamaka that he never sent.

He would scroll through her pictures, zoom in on her smile, then zoom out to look at the man beside her.

In his mind, he saw the man laughing at him, mocking him. He could almost hear Chiamaka’s voice saying, “You were just a stepping stone.”

One day, he walked into a chemist’s shop in Otukpo and asked for sleeping pills. The pharmacist, suspecting something, gave him multivitamins instead. That night, Samuel lay on his bed, thinking of ways to make her feel the pain he felt.

Closure. That was all he thought he needed — or so he told himself.

On a rainy Friday evening, he packed a small bag, withdrew his last ₦85,000, and boarded a night bus to Abuja. It was a long journey. He didn’t sleep. He just stared out the window, imagining different endings — some filled with tears and apologies, others with blood.

He arrived at her mother’s house in Gwarinpa early the next morning and walked in quietly.

The moment Chiamaka saw him at the door, she froze.

“Samuel? What are you doing here?”

She tried to close the door, but he forced it open with a hard push.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!

THE DEBTChapter Two: The DriftAfter Chiamaka’s graduation, everything changed. Her replies to Samuel’s messages became s...
08/10/2025

THE DEBT

Chapter Two: The Drift

After Chiamaka’s graduation, everything changed. Her replies to Samuel’s messages became shorter, her voice turned cold and distant — everything about her was different.

When he asked about their future plans, she would say things like, “Let’s take it slow. You’re rushing things. I need space to plan my future.”

Then came the final blow, four weeks later: “Samuel, I think we should just break up. You’re in a hurry to settle down, and I don’t want to waste your time. You’ve been good to me.”

He stared at the message for ten minutes, his hands trembling. He called her — no answer. He called again — blocked.

Samuel didn’t eat for two days. He lay in his room, staring at the ceiling, replaying memories — the days they walked hand-in-hand through campus, the jollof rice he bought her during exam periods, the way she used to kiss his forehead and whisper, “You’re my everything.”

His mother noticed the change in him — he barely spoke, barely smiled. His friends noticed too.

“You for no put your heart too much for girl matter,” one of them said.

But it was too late.

He tried to move on. Tried to focus on his hustle, selling second-hand clothes in Otukpo Market. Tried to focus on his siblings’ education. But the betrayal clung to his heart like dust on a wet footpath. He felt used and discarded. The laughter of the boys who once warned him haunted his dreams.

Then came the Facebook posts.

Chiamaka’s new life unfolded in pictures — at a restaurant in Wuse, on a beach in Lagos, driving a new car, her arm around a man who looked like he had never hustled a day in his life.

Then came the rumours — she was engaged, to a politician’s son.

TO BE CONTINUED

THE DEBTChapter One: The PromiseSamuel Oche never imagined that love could end with gunfire. But life, in all its ironie...
08/10/2025

THE DEBT

Chapter One: The Promise

Samuel Oche never imagined that love could end with gunfire. But life, in all its ironies, never asked for his opinion before writing its cruel stories.

Born and raised in Otukpo, Benue State, Samuel was the first son in a family of five. His father, a retired civil servant, died when Samuel was just seventeen, leaving behind an ageing wife, two younger siblings, and a pile of debts.

Samuel had to step up. He took different jobs — working as a motor park attendant, giving private lessons, and selling second-hand clothes — anything just to keep food on the table. Through all his struggles, he was able to sponsor himself at the prestigious University of Abuja.

It was there he met Chiamaka — beautiful, light-skinned, soft-spoken, and seemingly humble. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer, while Samuel dreamed of building a family with her.

The only difference was that while Chiamaka saw her dreams as wings to fly, Samuel saw her dreams as theirs to share. He was three years ahead of her in school, but that never made him doubt his future with her.

They started dating during her second semester. She was struggling financially — her widowed mother could no longer afford her school fees, rent, or feeding. Samuel, despite his own heavy burdens, made a silent promise to himself: I will make sure you graduate.

He sent most of his earnings to her. When she couldn’t pay her rent, he sent money. When she needed a new phone, he bought it. He paid her school fees, even borrowed from friends and took soft loans from microfinance banks to support her. People warned him. His mother pleaded with him. But to Samuel, love was not a transaction — it was an investment.

After he graduated, he moved back to Benue, where life was easier to manage after failing to secure a job in Abuja.

For four years, he did everything for Chiamaka.

And then, she graduated.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!

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THE NIGHTMARE EPISODE 3A stitch in time saves nine, but unfortunately, things had already taken a deadly turn for Tony. ...
24/08/2025

THE NIGHTMARE

EPISODE 3

A stitch in time saves nine, but unfortunately, things had already taken a deadly turn for Tony. You see why it pays to be faithful to your partner, whether married or not? If Tony had honoured his marriage vows and stayed faithful to his wife—whom he had been starving of intimacy and family time—he would have escaped the deadly bullet shot towards him.

If only he knew that Jasmine, the woman he had just finished sleeping with, was HIV positive, I guess he would have dropped dead immediately or, even worse, gone crazy.

The guilt Tony felt for cheating on his wife was nothing compared to what was ahead of him. The deed had already been done, so it was time to dance to the music he played.

While Tony lay in bed thinking of his poor wife at home—probably missing him—his guilt grew worse. After struggling with his conscience for a while, he finally closed his eyes and went to bed. While asleep, he had a dream where he was surrounded by doctors and nurses. In that dream, it seemed as though they were using him for an experiment. His body was weak and deteriorating as he lay helplessly on the hospital bed.

“No, no!!” Tony screamed as he jumped up from the bed with one hand on his chest.

“Are you OK? You scared me,” Jasmine asked as she slowly sat up.

At that moment, Tony was still trying to regain his composure and reminded himself that it was just a dream. He couldn’t explain the reason for his panic to Jasmine.

“I’m alright, go back to sleep,” he said gently and lay back on the bed. But all through the night, he couldn’t sleep and kept thinking of that scary dream.

The next morning, Jasmine prepared to leave the hotel, as she usually did whenever she slept over at a man’s place. The main reason she always rushed home was to take her daily dose of drugs. To avoid exposing her secret, she never carried them around with her.

Before leaving, Tony gave her plenty of money for transportation and upkeep. She kissed him passionately on the lips before leaving. With Jasmine gone, Tony quickly prepared to head back home to his wife since he had finished the business engagement that took him away from the city.

Around 1 p.m., the doorbell rang at his house and the maid hurriedly opened it.

“Welcome, sir,” she greeted, taking his briefcase.

“Thank you! Where’s my wife?” Tony asked.

“She went out this morning and hasn’t returned yet,” the maid replied.

Tony brought out his phone and dialled Becca’s number. She picked up after a few rings.

“Hey baby, where are you? I’m back home,” he said.

“I had an important meeting at the office and also a doctor’s appointment,” Becca replied.

He told her to come back as soon as she could. After the call, he went upstairs to freshen up, then came down to eat.

While waiting for his wife, Tony’s guilty conscience was still heavy, but he tried to push it aside. Just when he was about to rest, his phone rang—and it was Jasmine. Immediately he saw her name on the screen, his heart skipped.

“Hello, how are you?” Tony asked.

“I’m fine, I just miss you,” Jasmine said.

He sighed deeply before replying, “You shouldn’t call me unless I call you. I’m at home now, I’ll call you later.” He quickly ended the call.

Jasmine felt sad and disappointed, but she didn’t complain. She already knew she was just a chapter in Tony’s life and not the whole book. Besides, she had her own skeletons in the cupboard.

Not long after, the doorbell rang again—it was Becca. As she stepped inside, Tony gave her a warm hug, probably out of guilt.

“Look who’s back! I thought you were supposed to be gone all week,” Becca said as Tony wrapped his arms around her.

“I was supposed to be away all week, but I was fortunate to finish early. So here I am,” he smiled.

Their reunion was filled with mixed emotions, as they couldn’t get their hands off each other. Becca later freshened up and got ready for bed. That night, Tony tried to touch her, but she wasn’t in the mood. He tried again and again, but she refused.

“Babe, not today. I had a long day, and besides, I’m not happy with you or this marriage. It will take more than touching and kissing to get me in the mood, because my mind isn’t there,” Becca finally said.

Tony was confused. “What have I done wrong? Is there any problem with our marriage?” he asked.

Becca turned towards him and poured out her heart.

“What makes you think we are fine as a couple? Do we look happy? How can we be fine when you neglect me and give all your time to work? I barely see you, and I can’t even remember the last time we spent quality time together. It’s been two years and we still don’t have a child. How can I get pregnant when you’re never around during my ovulation? How can we make babies when I sleep alone most nights? Honestly, I don’t think I trust you anymore. You’re not the man I said ‘I do’ to. Please just leave me alone, I want to sleep,” she said angrily and turned away.

Tony was dumbfounded and speechless. He didn’t even know their marriage had problems until that moment. Sadly, he had to find out that way.

On second thought, maybe it was God’s way of protecting Becca from contracting HIV from her husband, who was at high risk after sleeping with Jasmine unprotected.

Still, there was a 50/50 chance that Tony was HIV free. Since Jasmine was taking her antiretroviral drugs, her viral load could be low, which might prevent transmission. At this point, it was uncertain whether Tony had contracted it or not. We will find out as we continue reading.

The next day, after an emotionally draining night, Tony wanted to make things right with his wife. But how could he, when his job was the main root of their problems? Before he could talk to her, his boss called him for an urgent three-day assignment.

It broke Becca’s heart that her husband chose work again over their marriage, but she had already grown used to it. Tony was sent back to the same place he had just returned from. He lodged in the same hotel and moved from one business meeting to another.

After a stressful day, Tony retired to his hotel room. As he lay in bed lost in thought, his phone rang—it was Jasmine again. He sighed and picked up.

“Hello dear,” he greeted.

“Hi, how are you doing?” Jasmine asked.

“I’m fine, thanks for asking,” he replied.

But his tone gave him away. Jasmine quickly noticed.

“Are you sure you’re OK?” she asked.

“Yeah, I am,” he said, but she wasn’t convinced.

“I can tell something is wrong. Where are you now?” she pressed.

“I’m in my hotel room,” Tony answered.

“I thought you said you were home? What are you still doing in the hotel?” Jasmine asked curiously.

“Well, I had to come back again today for unfinished business,” he said.

Immediately, Jasmine told him she was coming over. Despite all his efforts to stop her, she refused to listen. While hurrying down to the hotel, she unknowingly carried a bag that had her antiretroviral drugs inside. She had forgotten to remove it after packing her make-up and clothes.

A few hours later, Jasmine arrived at the hotel and went straight to Tony’s room. Deep down, he was happy to see her, though he pretended otherwise. Her company was lively and better than being alone. They ordered food, ate, talked, and laughed together. Later, the mood changed, and Tony knew he was going to sleep with her again—especially since his wife had rejected him the previous night.

The atmosphere got intense, and soon, they made their way to cloud nine. After hours of lo******ng, they fell asleep on each other. By the next morning, Tony woke up first because of an urgent meeting.

As he dressed up, his eyes caught sight of a shiny container inside Jasmine’s open bag. At first, he ignored it, but something pushed him to check.

The moment he picked it up, the words hit him: “Anti-Retroviral Capsules.”

For a moment, the whole world stood still. Tony’s hands shook, his eyes widened, and his chest tightened as reality sank in.

“HIV? No… it can’t be!” he muttered in shock.

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To Be Continued…

EPISODE 4 COMING SOON!

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