She frowned. From what she’d read from SONGBET site, the auditions had already taken place but that wouldn’t hinder her plans for Fifi.
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‘Mum I’m equally surprised. I never got wind of the information but mum, I have to get into this competition this year, no matter what it takes. You know it’s the biggest in Africa and has many sponsors,’ she complained bitterly to Evelyn, her mother who always knew the buttons to press.
‘That wouldn’t be a problem. Just get ready, you are going to win this competition.’ Her mother reassured her.
‘What competition?’ Dami strolled in wondering what his mischievous mother and sister were on about this time. His love for his mother had waned since his half sister left the house years ago and he knew his mother instigated it. He hated his father more.
‘Your sister has been chosen for the Golden Voice competition, she needs our support o!’ His mother lied expertly while watching her son’s reaction. For some reason, Damilola had become aloof and withdrawn; she ignored it at first blaming it on puberty and hormones but past his teenage years he still acted indifferent towards her and Fifi and it scared her a lot.
He wasn’t in good terms with his dad. He was caught severally smoking Indian hemp in his room and he was currently home because the university had placed him under suspension for participating in violent activities in school. She wished he would hearken to her voice but it seemed late as he began laughing as he saw the information on the tablet.
‘So mum….or should I call you Evelyn’ he winked at his mum who wasn’t smiling a bit.
‘Fifi your dullard of a daughter wants to sing all of a sudden, just because Bola is on this stage?’ he pointed at the picture while struggling to keep his excitement in check. He loved his step sister and always saw her as his role model but his mother had prevented him from playing with her those days of childhood.
‘Well, if you must go, remember to carry me along because I want to see the tears on your face when you finally lose’ he mocked and his sister broke into sobs.
‘Fisayo the fish brain’ he mocked louder and quickly dodged his mother’s palms that headed towards his face.
‘Stay away from her you bloody ingrate!’ Evelyn hissed angrily, wondering if Dami was really her son for the umpteenth time because he saw everything she had done or decisions that she’d taken as evil.
‘Don’t worry dear, you are going to be up for the next competition. I promise, sweetheart’.
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‘Babes I saw your missed calls, I was busy with Alhaji’ Rose rolled her eyes. That deal had fetched her enough money for her birthday shopping.
‘I’m sorry I disturbed, I wanted asking if you would be free to accompany for the next audition.’ Bola added weakly still trying to come in terms with what had happened to her earlier.
‘Sure, I guess that would be the semi-finals. I will always be there for your presentations.’ She said, wondering why her friend was kind of sad.
She probed further ‘Bee are you okay? You don’t seem alright’
Bola sighed wondering whether she should go back on her decision. She didn’t want Rose getting upset and doing something stupid. After the competition, she would revisit the issue. For now she had to stay away from her shady deals. She was now a mini-celebrity as she smiled at her pictures on the internet. She had already received a thousand request from her fans which she would deal with later.
‘I’m fine Rose, just keep me out of deals for now except when I really need it. I am now in the eye of the paparazzi.’
‘No problem, I understand. Sleep well dear.. Goodnight.’ Something was definitely wrong with her friend but she wasn’t sure what.
The weight of loneliness crashed down on her once again. She had just one friend, no family and her mother was late. She cried into the pillows and slept off when she got tired of weeping.
Then she saw him again. He held her softly against his chest. They were seated on a beach, so colorful were the flowers that surrounded the whole waterside. The lilies had never smelt so beautiful, the clear aquamarine sea waves danced proudly and everything felt so perfect.
He placed a flower in her hair and kissed her nose ‘I love you sweetheart.’ She smiled and kissed him back.
‘Vega’ she groaned as she rolled across the bed then the sunrays hit her hard. It was just a dream, a bad dream. Why was she thinking of the man that humiliated her earlier? What was he doing in her dreams?
‘I hate him so much’ she whispered softly but deep down she knew it was a weak lie.
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Getting Fifi a spot wasn’t going to be easy. Mrs Evelyn Makanjuola knew this and money had the answer to all her problems.
‘Darling, I need to talk to you,’ she shook her husband in the middle of the night. He was such a deep sleeper.
‘What is it that can’t wait till morning?’ he asked irritably. Women were so annoying, he had a full dose of that. Why couldn’t his wife allow him get some sleep?
‘It’s about Fifi. I will need some money to help her gain a spot in the golden voice competition,’ she paused as she saw the reaction on her husband’s face.
The man sighed angrily. He had been in love with Evelyn since their teenage years but somehow he fell for her friend Alero, Bola’s mother, the woman who betrayed him by having an affair with his best friend. He could never forgive such betrayal. As fate would have it, she got the penance for her actions which consequently led to her death but he wasn’t going to deny the fact that she was a good woman who helped build him up.
Evelyn had come around immediately on hearing about the demise of her one time best friend. Evelyn had dumped him earlier for a richer guy that was when he found Alero but she quickly returned when she heard of his new status as a widower. He knew Evelyn was a mistake from the beginning but his mother had encouraged him to take her back because she looked changed. He soon found out she was still the same fox who had succeeded in trapping him in a cage.
Many nights had come and gone and he kept questioning the rightness in his behavior towards his first daughter Bola but anytime he mentioned it, Evelyn was terribly displeased. What was he to do? Age was no longer on his side and he’d been battling with a heart disease. If Evelyn eventually left him, how was he to survive alone?
The woman spoke money, ate money, breathed money and he was tired of it. She had given him two children who could be termed ‘useless’ using Nigerian standards. The only son he had was a drug addict and very unserious with his studies. Fisayo was attending one of the best schools he paid heavily for in London but her grades were too poor she had to be withdrawn. They had succeeded in ruining his finances and they kept asking for more. Sooner or later, he was going to close down the company but none of them cared, they just kept asking for more.
‘Didn’t you hear what I just said?’ Evelyn repeated her question a bit confused at her husband’s long silence.
He shook his head sadly. If only this woman knew what was coming, she wouldn’t disturb his peace which had already been taken from him since the moment he sought help from the C.E.O of Olive Groves Corporation. He had to take that difficult step just to get a huge loan to resurrect his dying company, if only his family would understand.
‘I thought a competition was free to participate in, why does Fifi need money to gain a spot?’ His heart started beating a bit faster… Why was Evelyn so insensitive? He had done everything to please her.
‘Well, you have to give me this money whether you like it or not. It’s just about two million naira!’
…. To Be Continued.