Chapter 5: No Turning Back

All the anger from Dapo wahala just burst out.

Na the kind vex wey dey boil from under, the one wey dey cook for weeks. Dapo own pain join Musa own silence—everything just scatter my head.

Even as I know how hard adulthood be for incubus without their person, I still talk with strong mouth.

I dey act tough, but my spirit dey shake. I dey fear say if I soft small, tears go rush me.

Na... na because Musa dey provoke me.

I dey try hide my pain. For my mind, na Musa dey bear the brunt, but I no fit hold am again.

Musa shift back, collapse for ground like say bone melt.

The way e leg just fold, e no even try stand. E be like say e wan disappear into floor.

"...Then go."

The voice low, rough, like person wey don shout for hours. My heart cut small.

He lower head, Adam apple move, voice rough.

The image dey cut my spirit. Musa, the strong guy, dey beg make I commot. Pain dey show for e face.

My anger burst.

I no fit hold am. The tears wey I dey hold, the frustration, everything just explode. I wan shout, I wan talk—anything wey go make the pain stop.

Wetin he mean? He call me come, now say make I go?

If na so Dapo hate Musa, dey use me do competition, then I go make sure say he lose well.

Na me and Musa matter dey real now. I no go let Dapo win this one, no matter how e pain me. This time, I no go run. If Dapo wan play game, make e ready lose. As I dey look Musa for ground, I swear for my mind—tonight, na me and am go face this destiny together, no turning back.