🇳🇬🤎BROWN SKIN GIRL🇬🇧🇺🇸
{Love across races}
Theme: She’s a Nigerian
Genre: Romance
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved
This book or any portion thereof may not be copied or used without permission.
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CHAPTER 29&30
•A Karaoke Bar•
Freddy and Ann walked in the large music room.
“OMG!”She squealed and turned to Freddy who stood behind her smiling with both hands in his pockets.
“Awwwwwwwn”she hugged him.
“thought I should bring you here. Girls like Karaokes”Freddy smiled, she looked up to stare at his eyes and pouted.
“You bring your bitches here?”she asked.
“Exactly but not too correct.”he replied, she broke the hug, folding her arms.
“I took them to cheaper karaoke bars.”he winked.
“I love here”she hugged him again.
“Knew it, Witch”he finally hugged her back.
“Next time, I’m taking you out— to a swimming hall, need to know your swimming skills”she winked, walking to grab two microphones and a majorette baton.
“No p”he replied.
She threw a mic to Freddy who caught it, confused.
“I don’t sing”he twitched his brows.
“For me please, hmmm? sing for your Witch”she pulled his hand. They walked to the front, facing the couch as their audience.
Freddy gave in, nodding slowly.
Now, he looks like a doll.
What love cannot do, does not exist.
“Play, ‘like Jennie’ by Jennie”she told the TV screen.
Like magic, the song started, the screen displayed the lyrics.
“Whoa!”Ann screamed.
🎵Ha, C’mon
It’s gonna be fúcking hard.
Ann joined immediately.
🎵 Special edition and your AI couldn’t
copy
🎵 I’m leaving clues in the fitting room and
It’s hot tea…
Ann danced perfectly. Same dance step.
Perfect.
And Freddy? He froze.
•An Outside Restaurant•
Kelly kept on rolling his eyes every now and then, staring at July who wouldn’t stop staring at his every move.
“You’re making me lose interest in sitting here”he muttered without looking at her.
“Huh? But you just came”July blinked.
“So? I’m tired already”he rolled his eyes again.
“Kelly, you agreed to meet me here an hour ago. It’s not up to a minute you came and you’re tired?”She muffled in pain.
“You don’t wanna eat too. It’s unfair”she added.
“That’s cause I’m not looking for a rich girl who’s gonna feed me”he replied and stood up.
“Nice spending a minute with you”he said and walked away.
A strand of tear fell from July’s eye.
Her phone started ringing. She picked it up and frowned lightly.
Dad’s the caller.
“Finally, you need me,”she mumbled.
•Axel’s Home•
Axel walked in. He’s red as füç?, boiling in both anger and something else he can’t explain.
“Big Bro Axy”Ella ran to him and hugged him, Kiki rubbed herself on his legs.
“Not now, Cat. I’m not really in a good mood”Axel ruffled his sister’s hair.
“But you’re calling me Cat. Shows you’re fine”Ella argued.
“Well, I’m not”he replied, she shrugged and carried Kiki, nodding at him.
“But be fine, okay?”she asked.
He nodded.
Ella smiled at him and walked to her room, intentionally using Kiki to brush past Britney who was just walking down the stairs.
Britney screamed and almost fell but held the stair rail. She slowly climbed down.
One step at a time, staring worriedly at Axel.
Axel looked at her and scoffed, walking past her.
“Axel, am I invisible?”Britney turned to him, whispering.
“Didn’t see you, maybe you are”he looked back at her and continued walking but her voice made him halt.
He stood without looking back at her.
“What did I ever do to you and Ella? It wasn’t my fault that your ex did what she did. Yes, I asked you to get a girlfriend but I didn’t ask for a slut. I didn’t mean to hurt you,I was only caring and now, you and Ella hate me like crazy! It hurts Axel!”She screamed.
Axel turned to her.
“Or is it about you not living alone? I don’t want you to stay alone because of your condition. If you lose your breath, who’s gonna be there for you? You complained a lot about staying alone and that was why I pushed you into having a girlfriend— one who’d stand by you when Ella or I are not there!”she continued.
“Of course, Mom. It’s about having a girlfriend, right?. Same girlfriend stuff. From the beginning, it was all girlfriend this, girlfriend that! Look at me, the first girl I ever loved was taken by a kill joy, the second is taken by the same! Life’s fúcking kidding me”he yelled, laughing like a maniac.
There’re tears in his eyes also. Just below his eyes.
Britney blinked.
“Axel, did something happen to you that you’re not telling me? I thought your ex was just a slut..”
“You don’t wanna know anything about me! Just be the careless mother you are!”he yelled.
“Axy… you’re yelling”Ella walked to the scene, staring at mother and son.
“I’m fine”he muffled and rushed all the way to his room.
Ella’s eyes caught Britney and she sneered.
“What did you do?”she asked.
“There she goes again. There they go again. It’s always me!”Britney yelled, hitting her forehead.
Ella scoffed and walked back to her room.
Britney sighed.
*
Axel got to his room and locked the door, groaning in anger as he ruffled his hair.
‘I love someone else’ Trisha’s tiny voice rang in his ears.
Those words are haunting him like mad. They’re slicing him bit by bit.
It’s killing.
Axel forgot he wasn’t supposed to think much.
More memories trooped in his head.
He and His ex.
He and Trisha.
Then Bryan and Trisha.
He fell on his bed, hitting it angrily.
And…
His breathing seized.
He lost it.
He started struggling to breathe. He managed to bring out his inhaler from his pocket but little did he know it’s empty.
His eyes rolled. His eyeballs turned completely white. He became red.
Thank gawd he’s strong, he was able to crawl to the spot where there’s another inhaler bottle.
He grabbed it, puffing from it addictively.
At last, he got back to being him.
“Why!”he yelled, kicking it away.
Life is unfair.
•CIAS~Bryan’s Private Class•
Trisha slowly entered. It’s really true that his passcode is Little Angel.
He had told her that just in case she wants to meet him.
She slowly smiled when she saw a beautiful portrait hung on the wall.
But that’s not all— it’s a drawing of her.
Her drawing on a portrait?
“Wait, is that me?”she placed both palms on her mouth.
“Maybe. Who knows?”Bryan’s voice made her turn to him.
He’s with a cigarette, puffing from it as he stands by the window.
“You have other drawings of me? I thought the paper in your room was the only one. Can you sketch me while I’m there?”she ran to him.
“You wanna watch me draw?”he rubbed her chin. She nodded, collecting the cigarette.
She threw it on the floor, stepping on it. His brows twitched but he didn’t say anything.
He only walked to sit on the couch, getting lost in the coziness of the couch.
“What happened?”he stared at Trisha whose attention is back on the portrait.
“Like what?”she looked back at him.
“Your eyes. Did anything happen to you?”he called her with his fingers.
“Next week Monday, a few days before the said pool party… my department will be going on a little trip”she got to him and sat beside him, but he pulled her by the waist to himself, resting his chin on her head.
“And?”he whispered to her hair.
“We’ll be traveling by sea. I can’t imagine the roaring waters…what if it rains right there? What if I get traumatized and lose my conscious state? What if I get pushed into the…”
“Shhh. You talk too much”Bryan muffled. “You shouldn’t bother much. Especially when I’m here”he added.
Trisha looked up at his eyes.
“You won’t travel by any füç?ing sea and you won’t go alone”he said.
“How? You’ll go with me?”she asked.
“Is there any rule that says I shouldn’t go? I’m not letting you outta my sight, Brownie. Not now, not forever”he replied.
She slowly smiled.
Bryan’s phone buzzed and he picked the call immediately he saw it’s from his secret informant.
“Hey boss. All evidence is clear. I’m visiting tomorrow”
“Sure”Bryan said and hung up.
His hands shook as he dropped the phone back on the couch.
Trisha noticed it and looked up at his face, she couldn’t pinpoint anything since he’s stoical.
She didn’t bother asking. Maybe it’s just her imagination.
•Michelle and July’s Place•
July’s eyes popped out in tears as she entered the house. She walked straight to the kitchen and got back out with a bottle of milkshake which she immediately drank from.
It hurts that Kelly doesn’t like her. It fúcking hurts.
She looked around the living room and frowned.
By now, Michelle would have been on the couch watching movies on Netflix either on her phone or the TV.
Why’s she not here?
July walked upstairs to their room to meet Michelle on the floor crying and kissing an expensive necklace.
“Where have you been?”Michelle glared.
“I was…”
“You were what? Where were you while I was being disgraced? Huh?! Where? The black bitch insulted me and you were nowhere to be found!”Michelle snapped.
“I didn’t ask you to disgrace yourself before anyone. You got what you wanted and now you wanna blame me for it?”July yelled back, using the same angry tone Michelle used.
Michelle’s eyes bulged.
“Because of your stupid and indecent behavior, people see me as annoying. I’m not you and can never be like you. I’m fúcking tired of trying to act to your will, I give up!”July continued.
“Then you don’t stay with me. Your slut of a mom died of breast cancer, and you’ve been under me since then. At your age— twenty one, you don’t know your father!”Michelle retorted.
“Oh, you’re blind. I do know my father. Even though my mom had a one night stand with a man and gave birth to me, I know the man too well. You can’t ask how I’m living even without collecting tips from you? My dad sends me money every day, the only difference is he doesn’t see me as his daughter but guess what? He wants me now and he’s filthy rich”July got to her and snatched the necklace, Michelle sprang up.
“This broken necklace is for Trisha, right? I’m gonna return it to gain her trust. Even if she doesn’t accept it, I’ll gain her trust however and I’ll sell the necklace and become super rich”July said and ran out.
“July!”Michelle ran after her.
•Next Day~Thursday•
The group of friends are taking a stroll.
Trisha’s taking tons of pictures of nature with a Polaroid.
Ann’s arguing senseless matters with Kelly who wouldn’t reply. She had called him a girl countless times.
Courtney’s also taking pictures with her phone but hers is different— she’s taking selfies.
“Tomorrow’s Friday!”Ann suddenly screamed when she got tired of ridiculing Kelly.
“Who doesn’t know?”Courtney snapped.
“Oh, you’re just realizing?”Trisha looked at Ann.
“To be frank, yes,”she replied.
“Just pray you’re an audience or you’ll wish you never joined the game”Kelly said.
“How bad is it?”the two naive ones got interested.
“Bad bad, girlies. And fun at the same time. It happens once every semester so it’s normal if everyone goes crazy about it”Courtney replied, smiling widely.
Kelly nodded once.
“Who brought the idea of the game?”Trisha left her Polaroid, it dangled on her neck.
“An old student, dunno much about him but heard he’s dead… blah, what’s more important is the pool party, I fúcking can’t wait”Courtney gushed.
Ann gushed too and they almost hugged each other, but remembering they’re big time enemies, they eyed at each other and hissed.
“Someone says she hates parties here”Kelly cleared his throat.
“Why?”Courtney looked at Trisha.
“Just don’t party. And pool parties? Not for me, I don’t swim”Trisha replied.
Courtney burst into laughter.
“Who says pool parties are for swimming? Girl, you get dressed in your best bikini, dance, swirl, play, füç? and get crazy in the pool. You don’t wanna enter the pool? You hang around, “she said.
“Miss Africa is just boring,”Ann said.
She’s the only one that knows Trisha is scared. Trisha already told her.
“But don’t worry, I’ll bag you there. You must go, you’re ???y. Just tell me how you’ll look that night”Courtney said.
“Burst my brain”Ann said.
“Are you both getting along or what?”Kelly asked.
“Never”they chorused.
Midge walked past them, staring strangely at them one by one.
“Weird”Trisha mumbled.
“That’s Midge. A strange dude. He can do anything for money, beware.”Courtney said.
“Stupid”Ann rolled her eyes.
“But he’s also as weak as füç?. He only tries nonsense with people he thinks are weak”Kelly completed.
“The arsehole almost died in my hands. He thought he could bully me”Courtney said.
And conversation went on as they walked.
•Yolanda’s Home•
She opened the door and frowned deeply, seeing Jeremy at the door.
“What?”she snarled.
“Long time no see you too, cousin”he entered, smiling.
He’ll win an award for smiling.
“What are you doing here?”she asked.
“My late sis was your mom. So save that question, I can visit my cousin sis anytime I want”he fell on the couch, looking around.
“Your house is as boring as a graveyard,”he said.
“Leave, Jeremy”Yolanda rolled her eyes.
“Fine. Just came to say hi to a gone too soon sis”he stood up, walking out the same way he came in, locking the door behind him.
Yolanda naturally hates him.
But she has no time for him.
Not when she’s engrossed in finding the best wedding dress online.
She smiled at her phone, walking back upstairs.
She fúcking can’t wait to say ‘I do’.
•Bryan’s Residence•
Bryan’s eyes are red as he battled with the game on his phone.
Freddy watched him immensely.
“Simmer down, Quiet Arsehole”he rolled his eyes.
“Not when the cúnt knows a little tip about Trisha’s weakness”Bryan replied.
“Then the game is what you’re venting your anger on?”Freddy raised his brows.
“Since no one wants me to burst his balls”Bryan glanced at him, his blue eyes flickered with jealousy one second and they got back to normal when he looked back at his phone, picking the incoming call.
“Boss, I’m coming in,”the secret informant said.
Freddy stood up.
“In three, two…”
On one count, Jeremy entered carrying his lively spirit along.
“Now this what I call a home”he jumped on Freddy who scoffed, pushing him away.
“Hello boss”he glanced at Bryan shortly, before smiling at Freddy.
“Gimme the USB drive. You can continue your madness with Freddy”Bryan stood up.
Jeremy gave him. He snatched it.
“Nah, I’m not as mad as he is”Freddy glared at Jeremy who wrapped his arms around Freddy, hugging him tightly.
“Been to busy around Ronald, I’m just noticing my baby is all grown,”he said.
“Who’s your baby? Hey, I’ve got a girlfriend”Freddy said. Bryan already walked upstairs.
“For real? You just broke my heart, thought we both promised to fúck pussies till death do is part”Jeremy moved away from him, pouting.
“I never promised that shit with you”Freddy rolled his eyes, laughing.
“I’m not talking to you”Jeremy rolled his eyes, rushing upstairs.
“Bestie”Freddy mouthed, following him.
Jeremy wasn’t part of the squad when little, but when he found out years later that his sister’s death was tragic, he started working with Bryan.
Bryan had always suspected Ronald as his father’s murderer and Jeremy had wanted to find out why Ronald didn’t worry much about his wife’s death.
Turns out Ronald killed Mr Walters for his selfish aim and ended his wife to hide his dirty secret.
•A Room•
Bryan walked to his laptop seated on the table. He opened it and sat down before it.
Not wasting time, he inserted the USB drive— not a normal drive, a forensic flash drive.
One that saves deleted files.
He clipped his wireless over-ear cans on before clicking on the laptop.
Freddy and Jeremy entered and both stood by his side.
Jeremy by the left and Freddy on the other side.
Bryan’s a mad hacker. It’s talent.
So he was able to retrieve the deleted files, searching for the proof he needed.
Jeremy and Freddy placed on headphones too, stooping down to watch.
The drive was what Jeremy took yesterday at the Dawson’s mansion.
How did he know? He had investigated. An old worker had to confess knowing where Ronald hid it.
Now to the video which is playing on the laptop screen and the audio sounding in their ears.
The video: 10 years ago
Ronald is seen on the screen backing his wife who wouldn’t stop accusing him.
“Why’d you do that?! Why, Ronald? He was your best friend and close business partner!”Mrs Dawson snapped.
“How dare you yell on me?!”he retorted, turning to her.
“You shouldn’t have planned his accident. His son is turning twelve in a few days. How’d you feel if Yolanda finds out you killed her best friend’s father!”she screamed.
Ronald got to her and grabbed her by the throat.
“Won’t you shut up, woman? I’m doing all of these for our own good. You think if Alexander was alive, he’d let his son marry our daughter? You and I know how much Yolanda loves him and I only cleared Alexander to bring the two bonds together”he said.
“Lies… you wanna override… the… Walters company… you’re jealous of Alexander”Mrs Dawson managed to talk.
“Seriously?”Ronald let out a not so good laugh. “I love my daughter so much that I’ll do anything for her. The only fúcking way to bring the Walters family to our need in the future is this! As Alexander is outta the way, I’ll take over as top 1, Selena is as weak as fúck and that’ll increase chances of other companies overriding theirs, Selena will come to us for help, don’t you get?!”he yelled.
“But..but does Yolanda know this?… Huh, did you tell our 11year old…old baby your evil scheme.”Mrs Dawson released herself from his grip.
“A good father will do anything for his child but not to the extent of that! Ronald, you just want fame! Fame! That is all. After all Alexander did for you, you decided to pay him back by causing a severe accident…”
“Go to hell”Ronald pushed her away, angrily.
She slammed her head on the wall, her skull broke. She fell dead.
Ronald didn’t look remorseful. He spat in anger.
“What’s your fúcking business if I want fame? You’d have benefited from it anyway. Rip to you”he scoffed, pacing the room, smoking lazily.
He pulled out his wife’s dead body after hanging his cigarette in-between his lips.
He walked back in.
His eyes caught an upper part in the room, he widened them realizing there’s a camera up there.
Breaking the camera won’t solve anything because they’ll surely be saved files on it already— that’s how rich and expensive it is.
Ronald just have to print out the flashdrive, hiding it forever. Where no one’d ever find it.
Ronald switched off the camera.
•Back to Reality•
Jeremy was already crying. Ronald really killed his auntie?
Freddy couldn’t help but shed tears, reminiscing how holy Ronald acted when news of Alexander’s death was announced and how he cried over his wife’s death.
Bryan only stared with red eyes.
He won’t arrest Ronald.
Nah, Ronald is his.
TBC…
