Terrors Of The Past

Terrors Of The Past – episode 4

It was a sunny day on Tuesday after school, Smart was going back to his hostel, when he remembered that he forgot his mathematics text book.
He sluggishly and clumsily went up the classroom stairs, he reached the JSS3 classroom, when he heard a struggling in an adjacent empty class, accompanied with a shout of struggling voices. He heard a voice say.
“Alex, leave me alone, what are you trying to do?” The voice said amidst tears and the voice looked quite familiar, it was a females voice.
“what I’m doing? Hahaha!!! I have always planned for this moment, who can help you now? It’s just best you just give for it to be a simple one for you.” A male voice which was unfamiliar spoke out.
                  With the ongoing quagmire, Smart had already got wind of what was going on in the class and he immediately made for the classroom. He reached the class and was quivered with the figure, he saw. It was Sandra struggling with a guy, he knew not.
Smart had the thought to leave the class and leave her to her fate, but on a second thought and seeing her in tears and that she was getting weak, he had a rethink. He immediately rushed between the almost successful rape act, her school uniform was torn in many parts and her b-ra was already visible, due to the struggling.
He pushed the young man off her and faced him.
“Guy, what is wrong with you? Trying to rape a lady in a classroom and in the full glare of the sun.” Smart said quite disgusted at the act.
“Who the hell are you to ask me such questions? Will you leave this class Immediately before I change my mind?” The guy said.
Smart looked him straight to the eyes and smiled.
“I can be a fan of anything in the world, but this act of yours.” He said and his Visage turned cold. “I’m not a fan.” Smart said.
       The guy approached him as they stood staring eyeball to eyeball with their nose only a breaths lengths away.
“You bumpkin, i will deal with you so gruesomely, that even a drop of rain on you would be like a whirlwind, when I’m through with you in this school.” The guy said emphatically.
Smart smiled and said.
“The last time I checked my name was never referred to as a bumpkin, get that into your thick skull, I’m known as Chibuike or Smart.” Smart said in a rambunctious manner.
“Smart! I will remember that name.” The guy said and pushed him out of the way and busted out of the class in a hot rage.
                   Smart, turned and stared at Sandra. She was trying to button the upper part of her shirt, which was exposing a part of her cle-vage. She was ashamed and looked away, immediately he looked at her. He left the class without giving her another glance, he didn’t bother going for the class, but left for her hostel.
           Smart immediately went to Dave’s hostel which was House A, he located Dave’s corner, after some exchange of greetings. He said. “guy, I have something to tell you.” Smart said.
“What is it?” Dave said and became suddenly interested, as he sat up on his bunk.
Smart started his narration of what happened.
Dave sighed and asked.
“Do you know the young man in question?”
“No, I don’t know him from Adam, even his name.”
“Describe his features.” Dave said.
“He is tall, has a straight face and has a compact structure.” Smart explained.
“F-ck!!, bro you are in a hell of mess, that’s Alex the self acclaimed Alexander the Great.”
“So that’s him.”
“No need to waste time, we have to call, Gabe and Jeff, things will get out of proportion in no distance time, he is gonna make your days here in school so miserable, if something is not done.” Dave said.
“What do you intend on doing? Yes, I remembered her calling that name Alex, when I was approaching the class.”
“just leave that to me.e
Lets go and call the other two, we have to put heads together.”
“OK.” Smart said.
Dave immediately, dressed up and they both left to call on the others.

Sandra had walked back to her hostel, hiding at intervals, whenever, she sees a student to avoid seeing her in a tattered uniform. Her only savior was that most of the students had retired to their hostels and the schools premises was void of students except for few, who had something doing. She moved forward as she solilioquized.
“So Alex would have had his way with me if, not for the appearance of the new guy. God!! Thanks be to you.”
Sandra had reported Alex excesses to the school authority but nothing had been done, as the school authority overlooked the case, with constant promises of looking into the matter, without as much as doing anything. It seems that the more she reports the case the more Alex’s over bearing attitudes was getting to its peak.
She had gone to get her assignment book from her locker, when Alex intercepted her on the way. Smiling sweetly and innocently like a prodigal child.
“I’m sorry, for what I did yesterday.” He said smiling in a repentant manner.
ĆAlex, what do you just want from? Why do you want to make my days in this school, so unbearable. Chasing off everyone who cares to associate with me. What have I done to deserve all this from you?” She said almost breaking down.
” I’m doing all this to protect you, from those ruffians in this school. ” He said placatingly.
” Alex, just let me be. Please im begging you in the name of God.” she said yelling out.
” Just hear me, out this last time, and I will let you be.”
“I’m all ears say it and be gone.”
“No, let’s go to that class over there.” He said pointing at an empty class in the JSS3 block.
They had gone to the class and instead of Alex to say something reasonable. He had started behaving strangely touching her all over. He had forced her and was tearing away her clothes. She had scre-med telling him to stop this madness.
She had been lucky the new guy as the new guy came in to save her.
She felt an unexplainable feeling brew in,side of her a sudden likeness for the new guy.
“I will try to make peace with him. But how?” She muttered.
She suddenly had a thought and fear, untold danger and imminent disaster lurks around,the new guy. Alex would stop at nothing to deal with him. What will she do to remedy the situation?
     She brought out her diary and wrote into it as particles of tears, could be seen in her eyes.
           Dear Diary,
                              I think, I have found love, but the road seems bleak. I have a bad feeling, but does he love me too?”
 She closed her diary, and was lost in thought. She was really the emotional type.

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