Ahanuwa_B_Osarugue

EP 1; Placing the coffee mug on the glass table, "you know what darling, girls like you who always try to run away from dating and relationships, always end up falling in love at the end." 

Letting out a brittle laughter, "grandma I think you're under the influence of fairy tales. Or did you watch Cinderella cartoons before coming?" 

"Huh? I can't even remember the last time I watched fairy tales movie." 

"Then why are you talking bout dating and relationships? Because I know am not interested in them" 

Raising her eyebrows, granny Mathilda burst into laughter.

Scowling her face, "grandma what's funny? I didn't say something funny" 

Slightly pinching and pulling bianca's cheeks, granny Mathilda chuckled, "yes dear, you just said something funny." 

Frowning confusedly, "how?" 

Taking a deep breath, "first of all, let me tell you something." She sat up properly and faced her. "Do you know that old men and women of my age  still goes into relationship?" 

Widening her eyes and mouth in shock, Bianca threw her hands in her mouth and gasped. "Ahh, you gat to be kidding me grandma" 

Nodding her head, "no darling, am not kidding, am talking legit." 

"But why do they have to go into a relationship when they're old and weak?" Shrugging her shoulders, "weird" 

Flicking her forehead, "oh you haven't heard of old people dating sites?" 

Frowning confusedly, "old people dating sites? No I haven't and why is it?" 

Chuckling, "okay I'll tell you" she whispered and explained. "Every woman needs a life partner, whom will watch over her, protect her and support her till the end of time. So no matter your age or who you are, you still need a partner." 

Sitting up properly, Bianca helplessly shook her head. "But it's not in my gene to date anyone right now, because–" placing her hand on her chest, she gave a doleful look and added, "I don't wanna suffer another heartbreak, please feel my pains" 

Patting the top of her head, she chuckled. "I do feel your pains too dear but heartbreaks are also part of life" 

Widening her eyes and mouth in shock, "huh?" Bianca shouted shockingly.

"Uh huh, if you didn't date someone then how do you experience heartbreaks? Or do you just watch them happen in the movies?" 

P.S The cover page don't belong to me.

BREATHLESS [A story that will touch your soul]

Slapping her head, "oh stupid me, I almost forgot." Bianca groaned fustratedly. 


Tapping the laptop, "I need to give him this. It's for his business meeting and he forgot it at home." 


"Okay." Sipping her juice, "so when are you gonna come back?" I mean, am all alone in this mansion, and it's fucking boring." 


Pecking the top of her head, "Maybe today or tomorrow." She chuckled. 


"Ugh, you are always postponing. Alright, but make sure you arrive on time. Your father is coming tomorrow." 


Widening her eyes, "yippee!" Bianca jumped up and squealed excitedly. 


"Hey watch it, the laptop is gonna fall, if you jump up like that again." 


Hugging her tight, "Mom, Dad is coming! I miss him, I miss him, I miss him, I miss him!" Bianca beamed. 


Spatting the juice, Isabella coughed vigorously, "bianca, do you want me to choke?" 


Opening the door, Elsa walked in, only to find Phoebe sleeping and snoring soundly on her bed. 


"What's this? What is she doing in my room? Huh? This––" dashing towards her, Elsa grabbed her legs and started pulling it down. "Get off my bed! You daughter of a hoe!" She shouted angrily. 


"Ahh!" Phoebe woke up from her sleep instantly. 


Pushing her to the tiled floor, "are you mad? What are you doing in my room? And why are you sleeping on my bed? Huh?" 


Wiping her sleepy eyes, "Mom, I––" 


"Shut up, am not your mother! Do I look like your harlot mother? Huh? Answer me!" 


Startling from the sarcastic question, Phoebe vigorously shook her head, "n–no no no, mom." 


Pulling her cheeks mercilessly, Elsa gritted her teeths, "stop calling me Mom! Am not your mother, don't you get it?" 


"Ouch, ah, ah, Mom it hurts, my cheeks are hurting." Phoebe winced. 


Lifting her up, on her cheeks. "When am done with you, you'll know how to stop calling me Mom." Elsa gritted her teeths and tossed her to the wall. 


"Ouch! My head!" Phoebe cried, when her head smacked the wall, with blood licking out instantly. 


Pulling her hair, "come here, you little rat. You want to tear my happy home apart, isn't it? You want to destroy my home." Elsa shouted angrily as she dragged Phoebe along. 


Broken head