I just had the worst day ever....
Lagos can be the sweetest place, the most fun place and the stuff of nightmares!
the day had been wonderful, having dinner with the Mr later...hes taking me somewhere special he says
I'm counting down the clock til 6pm, have so much work to do and don't want anyone stopping me from leaving as soon as its time.
Gosh he looks so nice, he's sweet too, dinner was wonderful we talked for ages...we always have something to talk about.
Got in the car so he can drop me off where my car is parked, its kinda getting late..the folks will start calling soon, but we just cant stop talking...u see the thing is we just had the mother of all fights where we talked about our relationship....now we are both on the same page...no eggshells anymore...we have a lot of catching up to do.
So my perfect day is looking too perfect...i should have been worried...something bad was definitely coming right.....
Something strange is going on....hmmm why did that bus just park strangely in front of us....OMG who are they? they have guns!! Mo gbe o....I'm dead robbers!!....phew just the police...they are trying to check up on us abi....nice of them....Mr wind down lets greet the nice men..."good evening officers, how ur night o, she dey go dey go??"
It was like a movie....." shut up there" " what do you think you people are doing in that car" " oya come down now"
So we came down, trying to explain, show our ids and all that....nothing o....5 policemen reeking of alcohol, with guns....started pushing, pulling and shouting....
I started begging, cos i have heard of many stories of accidental discharge. Mr wasn't hearing it o....arguing with them, shouting...the next thing i know one of them hit him with the gun and they tell me to sit in their bus....by now i was crying my eyes out...i went to the bus and the next thing i know....all of them have jumped in and have started the bus about to move!!! they only want to take me away...to God knows where....why only me though? Were we not two "arrestees"? Mr is holding on to me trying to pull me out of the bus...I'm shouting, screaming, crying....i fall from the bus, they try to push me back in, one of them brings out a cane - koboko to be specific and starts to beat me saying this girl sef too stubborn...but i am determined not to be taken away no matter what it takes.
By now my leg is bleeding, i don't even know where the cut came from, Mr is also bleeding...I'm screaming and crying...i have cuts all over my hand and i look like i work on the farm with the amount of dirt on me! I know there are people on the street, they have definitely heard me shouting, cant see anyone coming to help, cant blame them though, 5 drunk policemen with guns!! lai lai!
This continued for about half an hour, till i practically blacked out....i think they thought i had died so they ran away.
I am kinda still in shock...cant tell my dad yet cos he'd go ballistic!! and at the end of the day its not like i can identify the madmen, Mr is constantly apologising...which is pissing me off, and i don't think i wanna talk to him for a while.
And i am scared as hell...cos now i have heard horror stories of what they do to girls they carry away like that.
If the police cannot protect us....seriously who can??
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