Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

PARTY .

Bimpe looked at the mirror and frowned , she saw some negative changes on her body , part of her hair looks purple in colour unlike her friends whose hair still remains black . Applying lipgloss on her lips she looked at the mirror again and this time around the red balm doesn't even match with the black gown she was wearing , why this time around when she is ready for a night party , she bite her lip and frowned , heading towards her cupboard to look for a cloth that will fit her she heard a knock at her door only to see Bolu grinning at her when she opened it.

" Bimpe why red gloss , it doesn't fit you at all . Come-on let's look for a better one . " Bolu dragged her to the room .

" Ok which one ? , Come on I have tried multiple ones , it wasn't like this before and infact I wasn't looking ugly whenever I apply any colour of my choice but why am I looking strange . " Bimpe replied .

" Wait did you dye part of your hair " Bolu smiled , " he he he Bimpe is ready for tonight's party "

" Dye my hair ? , Come-on you know I can't do that . " Bimpe snapped.

" Relax , you dyed it , don't deceive me . So I think with some part of your hair that is purple , how about you try a purple lipgloss on your lips " Bolu smiled .

" You know I don't have a purple one , stop whining me jare . " Bimpe pinched her.

" Here is one , remember we are already late " Bolu applied it on Bimpe's lip and was surprised with the way she looked .

" What , why are you looking at me that way " Bimpe smiled .

" Just looked at the window " Bolu placed the mirror in front of her.

" Wow , is this me ? , come-on I look soo beautiful . I'm happy . " Bimpe laughed .

" That's it my dear , I am glad you are . " Bolu hugged her " come-on we need to hurry , we are late already . "

At the party a lot of student were already dancing to the beat of music played by the DJ . Trying to adjust to the multi colored rays light Bolu felt a hand at her waist , it was one of those rascals in her class , tall and ugly .

" Come-on guy I am not your type , please leave me " Bolu dragged his hand away from her.

" What is it ? " Bimpe interrupt .

" Can you imagine this ugly guy of a thing touching my waist " Bolu snapped.

" Relax Bolu he just felt like dancing with you , you guys should dance to the beat and don't kill your vibe . " Bimpe smiled as she ordered a drink from the bar man .

" What about you , come-on we agreed we will dance with each other " Bolu frowned.

" Not until I am through with this drink " Bimpe laughed .

" Whatever, Mtcheeeww ; you and alcohol , you both should be buried together " Bolu smiled.

" Hey girls what do you have for us " Kelvin approached them .

" Oh no , go and drink , we have nothing . " Bimpe faked a cough .

She wouldn't have noticed it was Kelvin not until when he lights a cigarette , blowing out gases out of his mouth .

" Wow ! Kelvin , so you smoke " Bimpe was surprised .

" Actually this is not his first time , " Bolu continued " I saw him smoking at the school toilet last week . His actually a badass "

" What , this is not the Kelvin I know , he doesn't smoke " Bimpe whispered to Bolu .

" Relax it's just one " He continued " you wanna try . "

" Ha ha , no no no . I don't want it " Bimpe belched .

" I will try , give me one " Bolu requested .

" Bolu , come-on don't do that . Too much of smoke causes .. "

" Lung cancer ! , I know already " Bolu winked .

" Well Bimpe is still a novice here , when last did you come here I remembered , last time was during Christmas eve . " Kelvin replied .

" Actually I don't come here always , because I don't have time anyway . " She frowned .

" Your eyes looks weak . Be careful , you might soon get drunk . " Bolu replied pointing at Bimpe.

" I can drink up to three more bottles , " Bimpe argued " And it won't have any effect on me " .

" Alright let's see , It's a bet . " He continued " you must finish it "

" Alright I am but how much will you pay me . " Bimpe replied .

" Ten thousand , I am gonna announce that " Kelvin argued as he placed the money on the bar table .

" Anyhow " Bimpe smiled .

Kelvin announced the challenge to everyone at the party and they all surrounded Bimpe as they were shouting her name . Gweneven was there but she just stood there frowning at her rival .

Bimpe drank a bottle finished , trying to take the second one she felt her hand radiating a purple light on the bottle , this made everyone sacred as they moved away except from Gweneven and Bolu as they both watched with keen interest . She hold the bar man hand for a support in case she falls but instead the bar man hand which was injured a year ago during a gun attack started to heal immediately and he felt her power within him .

Feeling ashamed she ran out of the party colliding with anything that comes in her way . Instead of everyone should follow her they all looked at her with in surprise , except from Bolu and Gweneven who rushed outside only to see Bimpe floating in the sky .

Bimpe felt herself flowing like a cloud in the sky , struggling to get herself down . She felt her hair radiating a purple light , she was scared , she remembered touching the bar man's wounded hand , it healed immediately . As a fairy she knew the type of power she is gifted with , the healing type .

" I saw what you did Bimpe , are you sure you are normal . " Bolu snapped .

" Come-on I too don't know " Bimpe lied .

" You healed that barman's hand that was wounded a year ago during a gun fight , your hair is radiating a purple color and the most worst thing is that you were flying like super girl , " Bolu continue " This is strange Bimpe and now everyone is getting scared of you "

" Please just stop for now we need to go home early " Bimpe frowned .

" I am not going anywhere until you tell me what is going on , how did you do that ? " Bolu yelled .

" I said I don't know ! " Bimpe yelled .

" So you keep secrets from me , Bimpe . " Bolu replied .

" It seems you love to talk I need some time to think , please just let me be . Bye . " She replied coldly heading towards home .

" Why can't I fly like her . " Gweneven spoke to her inner mind , she always does that by looking at the mirror . Where she sees her old self .

" Why must you be like her in everything . " The opposite of her , replied .

" Because I need to , I need to have the same powers she has . I need to be like her. " Gweneven snapped.

" You can't be like her , you are a witch and she's a fairy . There is a clear difference . " The opposite replied .

" But you told me I can do whatever I want . " Gweneven snapped .

" I don't think it's necessary , but if that's what you want . So be it . " The opposite disappeared .

Gweneven felt herself floating on the air , she was amazed with what she can do .

" Bimpe , I'm doing this because of you . " Gweneven smiled .

" Are you out of your mind ! , What were you thinking . Do you know you've gotten yourself exposed . " Adebumi yelled at her daughter , who is a little bit taller than her . She couldn't bend down scolding her daughter like she was , eighteen years ago . Her daughter had grown to be a beautiful lady , tall and attractive .

" Mom , it's was a mistake . I don't know what to do " Bimpe replied .

" Bimpe it's high time I tell you somethings . " She looked at her daughter .

" That . ... ? " Bimpe replied , adjusting her shoe lace

" I'm sorry to say this , but bu- but , I'm not your mother . I found you near a gutter one faithful night , we ..... "

" I know , you are not my mother , I have a mother somewhere . She's a fairy , just like me , " Bimpe continued " But thanks for picking me up . I would have been dead all this while or maybe if lucky somewhere unpleasant right now , cursing my parents especially the mother who brought me into this world . "

Adebumi was shocked when she heard her daughter saying some matured words she had never heard of her saying before , Bimpe is growing into a lady and she can sense it that she's getting out of her control . Well as the wise would say , wherever you are , a kid will grow up and meet you in such position and if lucky more than your position .

Adebumi smiled without Bimpe noticing , she couldn't remember when Bimpe told her she needs to start using bra , that little figure is now a grown up person , twice taller than her now . She was proud of herself for taking care of her , Bimpe beauty never stops fading . The more she grows , the more she gets more beautiful .

Sometimes she gets jealous of her , especially when both of them are going out to the market , every one , both the traders and the customers never stopped taking their eyes of her daughter , they loved the way she is . Her late husband had told her to make a promise to keep their daughter away from shameless men who are ready to ask her hand in marriage , although it was a custom in her village to marry from the age of fourteen , but due to her high level of education she reasoned that as a bad idea . Morever , people in her village had seen her as sinner , she has broken the custom like her mother did during her own time . Because of that , they don't count her family as one of the influentials in the village , although they are all educated , her father was blessed with only bgirls , in which she's among and he had sent all of them to schools , both home and abroad .

She would have wanted to do her master's in overseas , but the tragic death of her father discourged her and more so there was no money as at that time and she was still struggling with her boyfriend to make ends meet . Her sisters who were lucky to study in overseas before her , forgot about her and the most especially the property her father left behind was shared among his brothers , through those challenges she still managed to make her husband where he was before he died . She remembered when she would steal a cloth from a boutique for her husband in other for him to go for an interview . Tears dropped from her eyes the moment she heard her husband saying he got the job , after two years of struggling to make ends meet , now the suffering was over .

They bought the most beautiful but less expensive house in the community , jam-packing their compound with cars of different sizes and occasions . What of their sitting room , it was like a paradise on earth designed with expensive cushion , a big wide screen television with big speakers that stood vertically and also awards won by her husband due to his hard work .

She had wanted to employ maids as the cleaning of the house was too tedious for her , but her friends advised her not to . Maids are known for their gossip and because she wasn't able to have a child yet she tried not to employ a maid , as they can tell other people your life issues . Her and her husband knew the secret of their inability to have children , but her husband mother doesn't , infact she could come from the village just to harass her , telling her that she has bewitched her son , she has hold his fertility in her hand . She doesn't reasoned that as a serious matter because she herself knew she wasn't the cause , her husband has the fault in him , she's healthy and fertile but he is not .

Bimpe came into their life and they were both happy , except from her husband's mother who keeps arguing that the child doesn't look like her son neither does it look like her . She had sometimes called the chief priest of their village to perform some rite , she had to be sure if child is for her son of not . Meanwhile Adebumi and her husband would have given the chief priest some gifts and money in order for him to lie and keep his mouth shut . Instead , mama would keep on complaining that she had been having sleepless nights dreaming of some fairies which looks exactly like Bimpe , beating her with sticks . After so much pressure and frustration , mama finally left for the village , leaving Adebumi , Bimpe and her husband in peace .

" Mum are you okay " Bimpe tapped her mum who was deep in thought .

" Yes my dear , I'm just remembering the old days " She smiled .

" Oh , mum I have told you to forget about those days , at least nothing is wrong me and you . " Bimpe smiled , giving her mum a pat on her shoulder as a sign of encouragement .

" Your dad is dead , I miss him a lot. " She replied as a little drop of water came down from her eyes .

Bimpe looked at her mother in pity , not because of the death death of her father , but because her mother had missed the wrong man who came into her life , wicked and greedy . She wanted to tell her who her father was , the dark side of him . But she realized immediately that telling her mother direct who her husband was seems stupid , so she found a better way to start .

" Mum , who was your first love " Bimpe asked .

" Your dad of course. " Adebumi smiled .

" No , I mean the one you first met . " Bimpe replied .

" Actually he died with your dad during the car accident , but I love your father , " Adebumi continued " who told you I have someone I first love . "

" Dad told me in my dream " Bimpe lied , she had better not say the truth . Her mother might go to the extent of burning the burial ground .

" It's because you are no longer wearing your cross necklace , I have told you how powerful that necklace is . Come-on it has Jesus nailed on it. * Adebumi smiled .

" I'm sorry mum " Bimpe winked .

" If you dream about anything strange just call me , I'm leaving already . " Adebumi packed her items into her bag .

" Alright , bye mum . " Bimpe smiled .

" My regards to your lover , Bolu . " Adebumi smiled before she took a bike .

NIGERIAN WORDS USED IN THE TEXT

All words are in Yoruba , unless otherwise Indicated .

PE = pidgin English

Mtcheeeww - hisses.

Sha - at least .

He he he - a slang used to mock someone .