My Life On Campus… Part 22 (A Must Read)


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I wondered why he was staring at me
as if I had
killed him.
“Sir, what’s wrong?” I asked.
“I should ask you.” Mr Okanlawon
replied. “You
both were locked in here alive and
now only you
is up on your feet.”
I felt like slapping Mr Okanlawon
because of his
crazy insinuation but I controlled
myself not to
compound me being delinquent.
Mr Okanlawon rushed out of the cell
to get help.
I went closer to Strike to examine if
he was still
breathing, I tapped him, pinched him
but all to no
avail. Mr Okanlawon returned with the
CSO and
some medical officials. The medical
personnel
were busy examining Strike with all
their medical
equipment, while the CSO stood at
akimbo
looking at them.
“Sir, his blood has stopped flowing.”
A female
medical personnel said, still staring at
Strike.
“Meaning?” The CSO questioned.
“Sir, he’s dead.”
Beads of sweat immediately formed
on my
forehead and the goose bumps that
arose from
my body were as tall as mountains. I
was
shocked from head to toe. There’s
just a second
between life and death, I said to
myself.
My late relationship with Strike
showed vividly
how nice he was. I learnt a vital
lesson from
Strike, that every bad person has a
reason for
their actions. The fault comes into
play when the
person decides to remain bad without
a bit of
repentance.
I was still shocked when the CSO
asked the
medical personnel to mummify Strike’s
body and
take it ato the morgue. The CSO
glimpse at his
watch and bowed his head. It was
already late in
the evening.
“Okanlawon!” The CSO called.
Mr Okanlawon saluted, stood at
attention and
responded, “Sir!”
“Take that boy to my office.” He
commanded.
“Yes Sir!”
I just wished I could start my life
afresh. I was
totally jaded of the campus and my
life entirely. I
wished I could be temporarily deaf
every time Mr
Okanlawon speaks. I’m always
disgruntled
anytime he opens his gutter to talk.
“You have killed another person again
abi?” Mr
Okanlawon said, shepherding me to
the CSO’s
office.
I remained mute all the while he was
vomiting
the rubbish he had stored up in his
mind. We
both arrived at the CSO’s office and
he fired up
his words again.
“They will sure kill you one day.” He
said with a
frown on his face.
I was pissed already. My patience
was totally
exhausted and my rage was
staggering on the
fence of my self control, another
word from Mr
Okanlawon would absolutely tip me
over the
edge.
“Not only will you be killed but with a
gun.” He
added. “Yes. They will shoot you.”
I faced the old security chump,
shoved him
against the wall, installed my blazing
eyes on
him and roared, “Keep your mouth
shut and stay
off my case!”
I let go my hands off his uniform and
returned to
my position. What a miracle, Mr
Okanlawon’s
loosed mouth was completely sealed;
respect is
reciprocal. I gazed at him once again,
the fear
that pumped out of his eyes were
considerably
much to seal his mouth for a year.
We both heard the voice and the
footsteps of the
CSO, so we composed. The CSO
entered and
quickly sat on his chair, he seemed to
be in a
haste.
“Banji, what can I do to you now?” He
said,
staring at me.
I pitifully replied, “Sir, I swear am
innocent. I will
sure fish Bayo out as soon as I get
him.”
“This is a murder case, you know?”
He added, “I
can’t take it cool with anybody I think
is
involved.”
“Sir, Please. I am innocent.”
The CSO thought for some seconds
and said,
“Okanlawon, what can I do to this
boy? Should
we detain him till we get his friend?”
“Ehm—Eh—Ehm Sir.” Mr Okanlawon
stuttered.
“What’s Ehm Ehm? I said what can we
do to
him?” He furiously asked.
I swiftly stared at confused Mr
Okanlawon, he
looked at me and got the answer to
the CSO’s
question. I was almost laughing but
smiled at his
sudden fear of me.
“Oga Sir. Let’s just leave him to go. I
can see
sincerity in him.” Mr Okanlawon
defended.
“How can you see sincerity in
someone, ehn, tell
me, Okanlawon?” The CSO questioned
again.
“Ehm—Eh-Ehm Sir, Hmmmm, Oga Sir, I
just saw
this one.” He trembling replied.
“Ok then. I assign you to keep watch
on him till
he produce his friend.”
“Ok Sir!” Mr Okanlawon said and
saluted.
The CSO shifted his focus back on
me and said,
“You must report yourself to Mr
Okanlawon
everyday else you will be in more
trouble.
Understood?”
“Yes Sir!”
“You may go.”
“Permission to fall out Sir?!” Mr
Okanlawon
requested.
“Carry on.” The CSO dismissed.
I and Mr Okanlawon walked through
the passage
of the security office discussing like
friends.
“How are we going to do it now?” Mr
Okanlawon
asked, still filled with fear.
“I don’t know o?” I boldly said.
“Ok. Come at your own time. I will
cover up for
you.”
“Thank you.”
I walked away while Mr Okanlawon
shouted,
“Please try and come everyday o.”
I ignored and bounced away. I was
happy that
I’m a little bit free from all the
hassle.
I brought my phone out to check the
time
because it was quite dark, then Bayo
called.
What should I do?……….
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