page of the Daily Magazine.

My mom would kill me if she heard that I was rude to a woman. So instead, I let her lead me to God knows where. I started to reconsider the other option. You know, pull my arm then run away as first as my legs could carry me. That was when the surrounding started to change.

I had never been Enochlophobic before, but what is this place? Last I remember, I was outside the coffee shop, then next in a market. I tried looking back for my girlfriend, who was behind us at a distance, for an explanation, but it was in vain.

I felt the panic rise in my chest. I know I am exaggerating, but seriously, the crowd that I have been used to was of college parties and at the club, but I was always in the VIP section in clubs. Whatever was surrounding me now wasn close to that.

It made me remember the workers back in the province. Heck, those people were so angry they even destroyed my baby. I shook my head, remembering coming back only to find my tires slashed. The thought of it made me want to kick something.

And here I am, following one crazy woman and the other, whom I barely know, following from a distance, as if afraid of reaching home.

Wait, What if she a psychopath?

The thought almost made me pull my hands from the woman.

¨Are you alright, son?¨ The old woman must have noticed my stiffness and asked. I was about to answer when I almost fell down after stepping on something slimy. It was an avocado.

Who in the name throws ripe avocado carelessly!

Earlier, when my supposed girlfriend slipped, I was inwardly cursing how she could be so careless and clumsy, but now I knew better.

”Careful, son. You don want to ruin those expensive shoes or say hi to the ground. ” Voiced the crazy grandma with an amused grin.

”How much did you buy them? ” She asked, trying to make a conversation.

”Um… they were a gift from my mother. ” I decided to lie. It was better than telling her I bought it for thirty thousand shillings.

¨Oh, those are good quality, I must say, ¨ she commented with a smile.

We approached a dirty road, and people started thinning out.

The crowd lessened as we approached a more quiet environment, with few people walking up and down. At least I could breathe.

At least I could scream for help if these pair tried something fishy.

”Do you know, I make the sweetest porridge? ” the crazy granny snapped me out of my thoughts.

”Huh, I don …. ” I trailed off as we stopped in front of a blue gate. This part was cleaner than where we had passed. She let go of my arm and then walked towards it.

”Okay, then come in! ” She opened the gate gesturing for me to follow. Like someone under a spell, I did just that.

”Come in, my boy. Why are you standing over there? Please, come in. ” she signalled to me. I looked at my shoes which were probably stained with everything we just stepped on, and then at the sterile floor. Melissas grandmother let out a laugh realizing my predicament.

”Just get in. It doesn matter as you are our guest today ” she waved her hand for me. I hesitantly raised my feet and was about to step in when my arm was suddenly grabbed, stopping me from proceeding.

Without even looking, I already knew who it was.

”Um, Haze, I know you are our guest, but… ” she said while scratching her hair nervously. My eyes slightly narrowed at the name Haze, and I could not help but wonder why she kept calling me that.

Could it be that she was really a psycho, who had a boyfriend named Haze, and now she was seeing him in me?

Shaking my ridiculous thought away, I signed, removed my shoes, then went inside, trying to make myself comfortable on the couch as much as I could.

The house was actually very cozy. Yes, the living room was small – like very small – I think my bathroom is even bigger than this.

What I really liked about it was the cleanliness – like squeaky clean.

Are they suffering from OCD?

A dark hue was chosen to adorn the walls, allowing the brighter floors and furniture to become more prominent than they were. Photographs adorned the walls of both Melissa and the crazy woman. Each of them conjures the emotions of those sweet eternal moments.

The room was teal with grey wicker chairs and a few plants upon the window-sill. It brought a sense of ease.

”Haze, about… ”

”Cut the crap and explain what the heck is going on here! ” I snapped, cutting her short.

Her eyes rounded in shock, gaping at me.

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