🇳🇬🤎BROWN SKIN GIRL🇬🇧🇺🇸
{Love across races}
Theme: She’s a Nigerian
Genre: Romance
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved
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CHAPTER 51&52
•Monday~CIAS•
The three girls got together, squealing.
“I’m so happy for you, Trish,”Courtney sniffled playfully.
“For what?”Trisha laughed.
“Hey, she’s my baby,”Ann pouted, hugging Trisha.
“But wait, our room is literally empty now?”Trisha asked.
“Not literally, bro. You’re staying with BMW now. Freddy’s taken his crazy girl and I have a place close to theirs, so for now our place is for the beds”Courtney winked.
“I’m not really staying with…”Trisha tried explaining.
“Shh. You left us on Friday, what does that mean? Of course you’re BMW’s property”Ann scoffed.
Students screamed, laughing in their voices. Cameras clicked, videos.
Trisha and her friends joined the group, in the middle of the gathered crowd is Midge in a wheelchair with two bandaged hands, Serah is the one wheeling him.
They kept moving, even in the middle of the disgrace. Still, crazy girls wouldn’t let them pass them in peace.
•This is a miracle, from a bully to a poor guy in a wheelchair.
•Hey Midge, look at the camera and tell us how it feels to be in a chair.
•Serah, who forced you into being Midge’s transport?
•Remember when you locked me in the male’s washroom to spend a night there, just because my ex paid you to do it? Huh, Midge?
Midge’s eyes stayed down, his veins boiling. But he couldn’t do a thing.
In the process, his eyes found Trisha’s. He immediately looked away, asking Serah to wheel him away. Serah hesitantly did it.
Bryan made her do this if she wants to stay in school.
Courtney chased after them, pulling the chair.
“Hey”Serah snapped but Courtney easily pushed her away. She fell on her butt, unable to get up. She stayed there, lazily.
“Why’re you running, Midge?”Courtney asked in a mocking tone. Midge almost moved himself away,even when he couldn’t, but she pulled his chair again. The girls laughed.
“She’s too wicked. A wicked teene-bopper.”Ann whispered to Trisha who grinned.
“They’re girls you shouldn’t tamper with. And those girls are my babies and I, okay?”Courtney whispered.
“Ahem, I’m not your baby”Ann coughed.
“Then go füç? a rod or something”Courtney rolled her eyes and stepped on Midge’s groin. He screamed, unable to grab that spot. Not when his hands are temporarily useless.
•Ouch.
•That’ll fúcking hurt.
Courtney flaunted her hair and started walking away like a queen.
“I like her,”Ann whispered to Trisha. “I didn’t say that,”she quickly added. Trisha laughed and pulled her.
The trio walked in slow mo.
•Phantom Art Gallery•
Phantom art gallery is the biggest and most well known art gallery in England.
No painting. No coloring.
Just plain, real drawings.
In public, everyone knows and loves to visit this gallery. But till date, no one knows the real owner.
Rumor says he bought this place at age twelve and became the new boss since then, changing this place to complete paper and pencil center. No trace of adding color beauty.
In a well polished office, Bryan sat on his desk, one leg swinging lazily and the other on the floor. His phone is on his left ear.
This way, Bryan’s different. Dressed in a well ironed, polished sleek black suit. Hair smoothed to the back and fine as füç? pair of shoes.
He’s the owner of Phantom art gallery.
No one knows, not friends, not family.
“Now that the said company is down, Ronald will want us to come crying to him. I’m gonna lay low and wait for the stupid wedding.”he said.
“Whoa. Apart from exposing his deed that day, what else do you have in mind?”Jeremy asked from the other line.
“He thinks my family lost all wealth. It’ll be nice showing him the other side”he replied.
“But boss, what exactly are you doing? You’ve never visited the Walters company even when you’re the heir. Also, you don’t rely on your family’s wealth ever since Alexander died”Jeremy said.
“Hmmm. Touching story”Bryan nodded.
“füç? you, boss. I was only being curious”Jeremy yelled.
“Be curious about the girl you’re lusting after,”Bryan rolled his eyes.
“How do you know… whatever, I can ask her out, right? She’s not my sister?”Jeremy asked.
“Suit yourself”Bryan replied and hung up.
He stood up, smirking to himself as he walked out.
•Clinic•
Michelle doesn’t know what exactly is wrong with her but she feels she’s not fine.
She’s been heavy lately. Feeling irritated at everything and every slight movement.
And here she is again. Ready to know what’s wrong with her.
Her hands shook as her kind doctor walked to her.
“What’s wrong with me?”she threw the question at the doctor.
“Michelle…”
“Hey, I’m not here to be called Michelle. Tell me what’s wrong with me”Michelle eyed her.
The doctor was taken aback. Isn’t Michelle a sweet girl? Why’s she being this way.
“Michelle, You’re not showing symptoms yet, and we can’t test it on a scan at this stage, but due to your countless visits, We used your last period to estimate the age of the pregnancy. You’re pregnant Michelle and that’s not all, we found something strange in your blood and we can’t detect what it is, yet. You’ll have to return in…”
“Pregnant? Ohh, nice joke”Michelle croaked.
“I’m not joking, Michelle. Though your embryo hasn’t formed yet, we calculated the weeks based on your cycle and found out you’re a week pregnant. But that’s not all. Listen you’ll…”The doctor held her hands but she broke free.
“I’d have slapped you right now if I don’t see you as my mom.”Michelle screamed, jolting everyone seated in the room.
Even a baby woke up, crying.
“What’s more to hear than me being pregnant? How dare you say I’m pregnant? I’m just twenty one and I haven’t enjoyed life to the fullest!”she yelled.
Two nurses who are the doctor’s only assistants ran to Michelle to calm her.
“Keep your cool, Miss. This is a clinic”the older one said.
Michelle freely gave her two slaps on each side of her cheeks.
“Fúcking shut up. Of course I know this is a clinic. A little clinic y’all lie to innocent patients about what is not wrong with them!”Michelle yelled, walking to an old woman.
“Hello, mama. I know you’d be waiting to know what’s wrong with you”she said.
The old lady nodded.
“I feel pain….”
“I don’t care to know where you feel pain but you don’t. You’re not old, okay? If you spend one more minute here, you’ll be diagnosed with cancer. Or even diabetes… anything you don’t have, the doctor’s gonna say you have, so run”Michelle yelled in her ear.
The doctor quickly pulled her away.
“Get a hold of yourself, Michelle!”she shouted.
“I guess you love my name that much. You can name you’re future child after me”Michelle smirked and pushed her away.
“I don’t believe you. I’m not pregnant. I can never be. I’ll go check for myself and even if there’s a baby in there, then you injected me with a child. I’ll just go flush the thing out.. I can never be pregnant.. arggg”she ranted, running out.
“I hope she comes back. I’m scared the results will come out as we think”the doctor said.
“I’ll be the happiest soul alive if it turns out true. She’ll pay for slapping me”the slapped nurse frowned and marched away.
“Go”The doctor told the second one. She left.
•A swimming hall•
Freddy sat on a chair, clapping as Ann raced alone in the pool.
She’s flawlessly doing the butterfly style.
She swam out to him, breathing as she took off her goggles.
“How was that?”she spread her hands wide, smiling.
“Cool. Exactly one minute”he stood up, showing her the timer.
“Yay”she collected it and threw it in the pool, hugging him.
“You’re wetting me, you know?”he whispered, holding her waist.
“Hmmm. I have something to tell you”she pouted.
“Is it a confession?”he asked.
“Yeah, you’re a wizard. Guess the confession”she said.
“The first day you saw me, you fell for me immediately?”he made faces.
“Wizard. Yeah”she laughed.
“No more Fried? My Witch?”he winked.
“No. My Wizard”she winked.
“Well, here’s my confession. I noticed your stares and I got interested. Then the first day you insulted my life at the mall, I started loving you. That was when I saw you face to face”he said.
Ann’s cheeks flushed immediately. She stood on her toes and kissed him, before he could go deeper, she broke it, falling into the pool.
“Witch!”he groaned.
“C’mon catch me. Let’s see how fast you are, in swimming”she tapped the pool, swimming away.
Freddy jumped into the pool.
•Theme Park•
Courtney sat with a candy floss in her hand as she watched children play.
She laughed at a point.
She’s been bored so she decided to come here. Besides, her mom’s been calling her so she could talk to her step dad. She doesn’t want that, so she came here without her phone.
“Can I hide here?”a little girl asked.
“Hmmhmm”she nodded. The girl hid under her chair.
Another girl ran to Courtney.
“Did a girl run past here, auntie?”she asked.
“Nah, I didn’t see any girl,”Courtney replied, smiling.
“Oh well”she shrugged and tried running away but the girl under the chair giggled.
“Ha! Gotcha!”
The hiding girl squealed, running out. She ran away, the second followed.
Courtney laughed.
“Wanna join them?”someone asked, sitting beside her.
She looked at him. Axel.
“I love kids”she looked away.
“Then get one,”he said. She looked back at him.
“I’m twenty”she snapped. He laughed.
“Well, I’m sorry”he said, seriously. Courtney smiled, nodding.
“Me too. I shouldn’t have slapped you”she said.
“I deserved it. Thanks for the slap”he said. She laughed.
“I have an offer for you. You’ll be well paid if you act well”he said.
“For real? Money? Money’s everything bro. What’s the deal?”she got interested.
“I realized I’ve been stupid to my mom. I was just blaming her, trying to make her feel all the guilt when I’m the guilty one.”Axel started.
“I’m asthmatic. My mom wanted me to have a girlfriend and I know she still wants that but I’m not ready for now. Not anymore. So, how bout you act as my girlfriend?”he asked.
“Let’s talk about payment first,”she smirked.
•Kelly’s Place•
Kelly has been hiding in his room. If not for anything but to stay away from his phone which is in the living room.
Someone texted him earlier, he didn’t bother reading the message immediately he saw it’s an unknown number.
He knows it’s Bryan and he’s too scared to read it. He’s been having goosebumps since that night. Then he was already dying in fear since the day Bryan shot him in the arm.
He’s been feeling someone watching him.
Kelly stood up from his bed when something popped in his head. He ran to the living room and paused, meeting his disorganized house.
Wait. He left the living room tidy, right?
He ran to his phone on the table and picked it. His eyes caught a clean pistol on the table with a paper under it. He shakily picked the paper.
It read: Use that on yourself and Collins. I give you eight hours.
Kelly swallowed, falling on the floor. He shakily dialled a number saved with ‘Mr Anderson’
At least, he’ll die. He should make sure Trisha leaves Bryan’s life.
•Axel’s Home•
“Are you ready?”Axel asked Courtney, who flaunted her hair.
“Are you still underestimating me?”she asked.
He smiled and opened the door.
Courtney froze. His smile is so handsome. She’d promised herself she’ll just act as his girlfriend for a month without trying to look at him the other way. But oh no, she’s doomed.
‘Courtney, snap outta it. You need this money,’ she said inwardly.
“Mom, I’m home”Axel walked in.
“Axel… what’s with the pretence? We both know you hate me”Britney walked down the stairs.
Axel looked at Courtney who’s still standing outside, mesmerized.
“Cat got your tongue? C’mon in”Axel told her. She scoffed, and coughed before entering.
“Who’s she?”Britney asked.
“My girlfriend,”Axel smiled.
Courtney ran to Britney, hugging her tightly.
“I’m happy to see you. Axel and I have been together for a month now but he wouldn’t bring me home, I don’t know why but now, I’m so glad”she said.
Axel squinted.
“I’m sorry Mom. I blame you always for being the cause of my asthma. I thought I shouldn’t introduce you to Courtney because I thought things would go sour between Courtney and I. I was kinda dating Courtney to punish her for falling for me, but now I realized I’m stupid. It’s not your fault, neither Courtney’s. Well, here’s she and here you are, the two ladies in my life”he said.
Britney pouted, hugging Courtney.
Courtney looked at Axel, giving him the ‘is this how gullible your mom is?’
He gave her the ‘she’s too susceptible’ eyes.
“Two ladies in your life? What about Kiki and I?”Ella appeared.
“Ohh. Three ladies and a pet”Axel smiled.
“Humph”she folded her arms and turned to Courtney.
“Girlfriend? Whoa”she smiled.
Kiki pounced down the stairs and Britney screamed.
“Cat!”
Courtney looked at the kitten standing beside Ella and she screamed, breaking the hug with full force.
She fell down, immediately losing consciousness.
“Courtney!”Axel and Britney screamed. Axel quickly rushed to her, carrying her.
Ella blinked in confusion.
“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make her…”Britney apologized.
“Mom, you screamed too loud.”Axel complained, running upstairs with Courtney in his arms.
Ella glared at Britney and walked upstairs with Kiki.
Britney tried following but Ella pointed at Kiki.
“Try following and Kiki plays with your hair”she said and continued walking.
Britney stood, biting her lips.
•Mall•
Trisha picked everything she wanted. She spent like mad. Bryan gave her his card anyway.
She paid and walked out, her phone rang and she stopped to pick the call.
“Daddy?”she squinted and picked the call, placing the phone on her ear.
“Hello, daddy?”she smiled.
“Adah, are you fine?”he asked.
“Of course I am. Anything?”she asked.
“The guy you were kept under his care called me some minutes ago.”Mr Anderson, her dad said.
“Kelly?”Trisha asked.
“Hmm. He said you’re not safe there and I was worried. Adah, do you want to come back home? Is England too harsh for you? You can tell me”he said.
“Daddy, I really don’t understand what you mean,”Trisha frowned.
“I’ve called the English embassy. You’ll be leaving England in a week. I can’t sit and watch my daughter being molested by a white guy. Kelly told me everything and you’ll be punished for hiding it from me. Is it when you get raped you’ll realize yourself?”he asked.
“What?”Trisha swallowed.
“Someone called Bryan harasses and bullies you and no one ever says anything because you’re different from them. Well, you’re leaving soon. You’re just eighteen, and I was warned against letting you stay on your own but I foolishly allowed you to leave Nigeria. But now, you’re coming back home, you can’t be treated differently because you’re a Nigerian. You’re not mature yet, Trisha”he said.
“Daddy… listen…”
Two huge men walked to her, and she quickly hung up.
“Ronald Dawson wishes to see you. That’s his car over there”The first one said.
Trisha swallowed, hearing that. If she’s right, Ronald Dawson is the said richest hotel owner in London now. He’s Yolanda’s dad.
She slowly followed the men, walking to a black limousine.
The door was opened and she was nudged to enter.
Ronald smiled at her, trashing his cigarette.
“Hello, brown beauty,”he said.
“Hi sir”she stuttered, sitting.
“Stop stuttering, I won’t hurt you, that’s IF you agree to my clean, harmless proposal”he said. Trisha’s phone rang, she quickly cut it seeing it’s her dad again.
“I’m Yolanda and July’s dad, you know them?”he asked.
‘July?’ Trisha screamed inwardly but nodded all the same.
“Yolanda has been with Bryan before you came into the picture and it’s not possible for him to leave her so soon because of you. You know the story, they’ve been lovers since little”Ronald said.
“No, they were best friends but they ceased being that when Bryan found out your daughter faked her IED”Trisha said.
Ronald smirked and brought out a gun from his board, she suddenly felt like peeing.
“However the case is, they’re getting married on Saturday. Did Bryan tell you that?”he asked, she only gulped.
“Well, I’m not here to bargain with you or kill you since you secure a place in July’s heart. All I want from you is for your agreement to leave the United Kingdom. If you say yes, by this time tomorrow, your flight out of England will be ready.”Ronald said, rubbing his revolver fondly.
“But if you insist, I’ll gladly use my revolver on you. Bryan marries Yolanda all the same or I’ll even kill him too”he added.
Trisha looked away.
“What do you say?”he asked.
“I…”Trisha muttered, sweating.
TBC…
