My Life In Campus Episode 11
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I quickly stood up to be current about the
latest action. The four of us were still up on
our feet. I was sure about Emeka because he
was standing just beside me. I looked at Bayo
and he quite has this ‘what did I do’ look on
his face. In a flash, Chinedu dropped on the
floor. Emeka rushed to Chinedu. Bayo
accidentally shot him on the chest.
Chinedu was floating in the pool of his own blood. I
wished I was dreaming. I foolishly bit myself
on the hand to be sure I wasn’t dreaming. I
wasn’t. Emeka kneelt beside Chinedu crying
bitterly. I looked at Bayo with pity.
“Bayo! Kilode na?” I shockingly asked, which
means ‘Bayo! What happened.’
Bayo was dumbfounded. Emeka stood up after
realizing that Chinedu won’t be revived even if
he kept crying.
“You will definitely pay for this.” Emeka
furiously said, “you won’t escape it.”
He moved closer to sorrowed Bayo and shoved
him against his wardrobe. He cruelly gazed at
Bayo. I noticed the pistol was still in Bayo’s
hand. I prayed so silently loud that Bayo
won’t do anything silly again.
My prayer was
answered in a tick, Emeka released Bayo.
Emeka gazed once again at lifeless Chinedu
then he decided to take his leave. POW!
Jeeeeeeeez! Emeka down. Now I really felt like
dying myself. I have never seen a fresh dead
person before but that night, I saw two. Bayo
shot Emeka. I rushed to my roommate, who is
still gasping for life.
“Banji! Banji! What did I do?” Emeka
lethargically said.
“Emeka! I am sorry!” I yelled, holding him
tight with tears in my eyes.
Emeka became very cold in my arms and I
perceived he is gone. I released my arms
around him and he dropped dead on the floor.
I was so pained. The fear of death vanished
totally from my subconscious. I had it in mind
to battle Bayo or even kill him as he killed
these two. I turned around to face Bayo only
to see him targeting the gun at me.
“Bayo are you mad?” I fearfully said. “I guess
you are.”
“Banji, don’t joke with me here.” He said
moving closer to me.
“Bayo, don’t let the devil use you completely.”
“He had better use me completely.” He replied,
“the devil should better complete what he
started.”
Bang! Bang! Bang! A rapid and continuous
knock on the door. I could sense that we are
in trouble. We both panicked. We became
friends for the moment.
“Banji, wetin we go do?” Bayo came closer and
gracefully asked me.
“I no know o.” I said and shrugged.
Bang! Bang! The stranger banged the door
again. That sent a message of trouble to me.
Could it be Usman? I asked myself.
“Who be that sef?” Bayo yelled.
“Na us!”
“Who be us?” Bayo questioned. “Us no get
name?”
“Open the door!”
Now we were both so sure that students are
aware of the gun shots. We could hear them
talk. We were both confused of what to do.
Bayo decided to call someone. I didn’t really
know who he was calling at the time.
“Strike! Strike! Na me. I dey one big gbege for
my room. Abeg come commot me from here.”
Bayo conversed over the phone. “Full attack
abeg.”
He dropped the call and I wondered who he
called. The words in his conversation were so
dangerous. First, I thought, is ‘Strike’
someone’s name? Or is it the real definition in
its sense? I was so troubled. I felt am in more
problem than I am.
“Bayo, please are we safe?”
“Who are the we?”
“Bayo, please don’t do this to me.” I pleaded,
went fast on my knees.
“I will help you on one condition.” He said
with a frown on his face.
“I am ready to do anything please.”
Bang! Bang! Bang! It now became a riot bang.
They used objects to hit the door, trying to
force it open. I started shaking like a
slaughtered goat. I was praying instantly. I
thought of calling someone but who could I
call, my mum? What will I tell her? They were
almost breaking in because one out of the two
hinges that held the door flew out of its
position.
POW! POW! POW! Gun shots. This time
around, it came externally. I was almost
fainting while Bayo jumped up with joy. This
guy is a demon, I almost said.
“Awon temi ti de!” Bayo shouted ecstatic,
which means ‘my guys have arrived.’
Bayo gladly opened the door, knowing fully
well the rioters would have fled. I wasn’t sure
about the number of hefty looking guys that
entered his room, but I could count seven; my
mind wasn’t settled for that.
I thought Chinedu reincarnated because he has quite
the same physique with these guys, I checked
and found him still lifeless on the floor. I can’t
but notice an extremely short fellow chatting
with Bayo at a corner of the room. He looks
old to be a student. He even has his hair
plaited. I guess he is the so called Strike.
“Guys carry these specimens and let’s move!”
Strike commanded the giants.
Wait a minute, who are the specimen? Oops,
dead Chinedu and my roommate. They heaped
them up on their shoulders like bag of cement
and forged out of the room. I followed them
behind like a strolling dog.
“Hey!!! Stop there!” The school security men
shouted from afar.
TO Be Continued
