🇳🇬🤎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 53&54
Two minutes passed, and Trisha didn’t say a word. Her lips are just parted.
“You’re wasting my time, Kiddo,”Ronald rubbed his gun. She looked up at him, and looked at her shaky hands.
This man looks dangerous. His features are scary. He’s serious about hurting Bryan if she doesn’t leave.
At least, it’s not about herself but him.
But is Bryan really getting married to Yolanda?
“Yes. I accept… I should leave, I do not belong here afterall”she muffled, biting her lower lip.
“Good girl,”Ronald smiled.
“But… gimme two days, I have to let my friends know,”she added.
“Granted”Ronald blew air into his pistol’s hole.
•AXEL’S HOME•
Courtney was wrapped around a thick duvet on the couch. She’s putting on one of Axel’s sweaters, sipping hot coffee from a mug.
She carefully kept the mug on the table before her and smiled at Britney who patted her on the back.
“Thanks Mom,”she said.
“Ohh, you’re just like me. I hate the sight of cats. Axel and Ella sometimes scare me with that terrifying kitten… Ella does worse”Britney explained.
“Who’s talking about Kiki and I behind our backs?”Ella emerged from the staircase.
Britney and Courtney looked her way, the little girl had her arms folded, frowning venomously.
“Bro Axy should be back from the pharmacy store by now. What’s taking him so long to get the drugs? I need him to come treat your fúck up”she walked to Britney pointing directly at her face.
“You should learn how to stop yourself from telling other people about Kiki and I,”she added.
Courtney frowned immediately.
“And you…”Ella turned to her. “I was starting to like you, but you hate cats? Are you really my brother’s girlfriend? Cause the Axy I know won’t like someone who doesn’t like what I like”she dropped the bombshell.
“And the Axel I know won’t have a nosy kid sister”Courtney snapped.
Ella paused on her pointy finger.
“Yeah, your mom might be the cause of Axel’s critical asthma condition, but you won’t bash her… afterall, you’re not Axel who’s feeling it”Courtney rolled her eyes, pulling the duvet off her body.
“I’m nosy? Cool”Ella smirked.
“That’s not cool, little bro. That’s shit”Courtney said, all the while, Britney stared at her, smiling widely.
For the first time in forever, someone really defended her.
“I hate to say this but… moms can be sometimes nice,”Courtney continued.
‘Even though my mom’s crazy…’she thought.
“Mistakes can be amended, yunno?”she said.
Okay, Court. This is getting outta hand. You need to become a therapist at this point.
“I rest my case”she nodded at Ella and took another sip of her coffee, gently placing it back on the table.
“Fine. That’s why I’ll never get over Trisha. She never mistreated Kiki. Now poor Kiki’s on her bed, crying. You made her feel like a monster… you and Britney, you’re the same!”Ella stomped her feet on the floor several times before marching back upstairs.
Courtney looked at smiling Britney.
“Who’s Britney?”she asked.
Britney pouted and she made the ‘ohh’ shape with her mouth.
•Trisha’s Place•
Immediately she left Ronald, she ran straight to Bryan’s to return back his card and pick her few things, coming back home.
She’ll stay here till it’s time for her departure.
Trisha sat on her bed, hugging Brownie.
“We’re going home soon. You’re happy?”she caressed the teddy.
Brownie stared.
Trisha sighed and picked her phone, calling her dad.
•Collins’ Place•
Collins flicked his lighter, licking his lips as he sat on the couch.
People already found out he’s using Bryan’s projects so what? He’s taking all what Bryan has.
Yolanda and his fame.
Now what plan should be started with?
Collins was still thinking when his door was opened, Kelly entered.
“I don’t need you now, so leave”he said without looking up, instead he stroked his crotch.
“If I leave alone, I’ll be dead twice. It’s better we leave together”Kelly replied.
Collins looked at him and frowned.
“You wanna die before your birthday? Leave, or you don’t get to celebrate your twentieth birthday”he rolled his eyes.
He stood up and turned to walk away but the cocking of a gun made him turn back.
His eyes bulged immediately he saw Kelly aiming a pistol at him.
He gulped.
“What the fúck are you doing?”he growled.
“I’m no longer the school’s representative… everything’s taken away from me, if I don’t do this, you know what Bryan’s capable of doing”Kelly said.
Collins moved, before he could stop Kelly, Kelly shut his eyes, firing bullets on the parts of his body.
Head, chest, stomach.
Collins groaned out, his lighter fell from his hand to the floor. It broke.
Collins fell like a thing, his nose landed on the floor directly. It broke.
He died on that spot.
Kelly placed the pistol’s hole under his jaw, gulping. He shut his eyes.
Guess it’s his death day. He’ll be celebrating his birthday in hell with Lucifer and his demons.
Slowly, he pulled the trigger.
•Bryan’s Residence•
From the look of things, Bryan already knows Trisha left the house.
But why?
He walked to his bedroom and picked his card which was lying on the table. He sat down, watching it for a while before texting Trisha.
~You left, why?~
After tapping ‘send’. He went out to his private room, turning on a new laptop, ready to use it.
He lit his blunt, not minding it’ll reduce whatever shit the SSRI is doing to him.
His fúcking wedding is on Saturday, he should be ready enough to prepare well.
He loves things like this.
And maybe he won’t tell Trisha about it… it’s not important anyway.
•Next Day~Dawson’s Mansion•
Yolanda paced the living room, biting her long, artificial black nails.
July glanced at her, tilting her head from her phone.
“You caused it!”Yolanda sprang to her.
“Caused what?”she blinked.
“You made dad change his mind about killing the brown bitch. Mine didn’t work, if dad would have sent his big bald head thugs to her, she’d have been a dead chicken by now!”Yolanda yanked her shirt.
“But she’s not going to be in England anymore. Why do you just want her dead?!”July snapped. “That’s because you know BMW will find her! He loves her, not your ugly arse!”she screamed to Yolanda’s face.
Yolanda slapped her immediately, she fell back on the couch.
“Who the hell are you? The daughter of a single mother who craves Dawson’s last name so badly that she had to frame the lie of having a child for my dad! Your dead mother was such a lowly pretender!”Yolanda shouted.
“You’re just frustrated, the Walters family signed the marriage contract, that doesn’t mean BMW’s ever gonna get married to you. Who knows what he’s up to, his quietness these days is odd, innit?”July smirked.
Yolanda fumed and almost slapped her again but Jeremy held her hand, blocking July with his full frame.
“That’s enough, you should be smiling these days, not venting your anger on someone”he said.
Yolanda forcefully took her hand off his hold, glaring.
She scoffed while marching out. She’s going to a medical center right now.
Jeremy turned to July and smiled, she ignored his enchanting, rizzling smile, picking her phone.
“Hey, I saved you”he sat down beside her.
“Saved me? From the fiery dragon or the beast?”July blinked.
“You’re my goddess, you ought to act like one. You’re being harsh right now”Jeremy said.
“I was so calm and gullible, but not anymore.”July smiled and turned to him, relaxing her elbow on the couch neck rest, placing the back of her palm under her jaw.
Her other hand rested on her lap.
“I found out that being sharp sometimes is good. You won’t be bullied”she added.
Jeremy nodded, acting motivated.
“Hmm, interesting”
“Well, that’s all,”July turned away from him, scrolling on her phone.
“WHAT? KELLY!”she screamed.
“What?”Jeremy shifted closer, peeking on her phone.
July didn’t reply, instead she sprang up, mistakenly slapping her phone on his face as she ran out, crying.
Jeremy sneered, rubbing his cheeks.
•CIAS•
Trisha and her friends walked together, the once lively spirit wasn’t there anymore.
They’re down. Apart from Kelly and Collins’ sudden death news, Trisha’s news of leaving, haunted them like bees.
“Is it really true?”Ann swallowed, getting tired of processing what Trisha said thirty minutes ago in her head.
“Does it look like a prank?”Courtney scoffed, though the softness in her voice lingered.
“Miss Africa, talk to me”Ann pressed, ignoring Courtney.
“I’ll call you both, we’ll talk everyday. Besides, I’m leaving tomorrow night, we still have enough time to chitchat and have fun”Trisha smiled.
“Please, it’s not funny. Why’d you wanna leave like that? What did we do wrong?”Courtney asked.
Thing is, Trisha only told them she needed to go back home for something important, she didn’t actually tell them about Ronald.
“Guys, we should be talking about Kelly,”Trisha pouted.
“Who the hell is Kelly?”they chorused. The trio stopped walking, looking at one another.
“I’m so sorry but…”Trisha muffled, tears falling from her eyes. “Annie, please don’t let Freddy know”she said.
“Why?”Ann snapped, crying too.
“Because…”
They all hugged, sniffling quietly.
“Courtney… Trisha!”a tiny voice made them break the hug.
Ella ran to them, Axel followed, walking slowly.
Ella immediately jumped on Trisha, hugging her.
“I missed you so much,”she grinned.
“Me too,”Trisha said.
“What happened to you? Are you crying?”Ella frowned.
“No?”Trisha blinked.
“I do observe yunno? I can tell when someone’s lying or not. I can also tell when one’s in pain. You’re crying and you’re lying. You’re not fine”Ella said.
“I promise, I’m fine”Trisha ruffled her hair, she shrugged. Axel got to them that same time.
“Courtney”Ella walked to Courtney interlocking her little fingers together, fidgeting.
“I know I did bad and I’m sorry, I was just angry you were like Britney. Big bro Axy didn’t play with me yesterday, he said he’ll stop talking to me if I don’t beg you… also, I realized I talked harshly to you…”she said.
Courtney looked at Axel and smiled, she squatted before Ella, holding her hands.
“You did well, and I wasn’t angry with you,”she said.
“When did you two know her?”Ann asked Trisha in between her teeth, the latter chuckled.
“For real?”Ella raised her lids.
“Hmmm. But I want you to do a little tinny tiny thing for me and we’ll be BFF”Courtney winked, Ella nodded once.
Courtney leaned over to her ear, whispering.
“Consider it done”Ella gleamed and ran to Ann, pulling her away.
“Wait, what?”Ann blinked.
“Please, I need you to ride me home with your bike. There’s something important I need to do”Ella pouted, running with Ann.
“How do you know I have a bike?”Ann laughed.
“Courtney told me,”Ella screamed. The little jog turned into a playful race.
“Hey Trish”Axel nodded at Trisha, she smiled. Courtney smiled at them both, but when her eyes landed on Axel’s, she couldn’t look away.
He stared back.
Both stared…. Awkwardly.
•Next Day~Morning•
The school is unusually quiet. Students stood close to each other, staring at their phones and one another in surprise.
•BMW’s wedding is three days?
•With Yolanda Dawson?
•I knew it. It’ll come to that, especially now that Rest Hotel is marked as the best.
•But I thought BMW was with the brown girl.
•I never liked the brown girl for once.
Trisha walked alone, wondering why girls stared at her with mocking eyes.
Before she could process what was going on, large hands grabbed her away.
This second Trisha was in the hallway, next second, she was in Bryan’s private class, resting on the wall with heaving breaths.
Her wide eyes stayed on Bryan who’s hands are on the wall, above her.
“Mill…”she looked down.
“Should I then kill myself?”he cut her off, his breath causing cold shiver down her spine.
“You know the best way to die? It’s by drinking yourself to stupor, drinking to your last breath”he continued.
“Bryan stop, it isn’t funny”Trisha snapped, releasing her tears.
“Then why have you been avoiding everything about me, Trisha? The texts… the calls… what part of ‘I want you and only you’ do you not understand?”Bryan yelled, anger boiling inside of him.
“Bryan, I don’t want you to die… I better leave”Trisha muttered.
“What the fúck are you saying? Where do you wanna leave? Didn’t you promise not to leave me? Fúck!”he left her, suddenly feeling the urge to destroy things, or to punch someone.
“You made a promise, and you’re never going back on that word, Little Angel. Who told you what you heard?”he asked.
“Are you really getting married to Yolanda?”Trisha slowly asked, walking forward.
Bryan frowned. His demeanor changed.
Ohh, Ronald’s gone far to that extent of telling Trisha?
The stupid wedding was supposed to be a secret, welcoming only a few guests while Bryan executes his plan, but now Ronald wants it viral? He even brought Trisha into the picture?
Cool.
“Are you?”Trisha slowly blinked.
“Fúcking no! Although there’s gonna be a wedding but trust me…”Bryan walked to her, she slowly moved back. He stopped, squinting.
“A wedding?”she repeated.
“Yeah, with my baby”Yolanda walked in. The door wasn’t closed so luck was on her side.
Bryan and Trisha looked in her direction.
She looks sick, tired and exhausted but evil, all the same.
Her hair is tied in a perfect, messy bun. She’s different.
Her arse is larger, three times larger than what she had.
She’s in a long, black gown, perfectly exposing her breasts and cleavage— she’s not putting on any bra… only her nipples are covered.
Well, only her boobs are exposed, her arse are well covered, but the large, ???y shape is darn visible.
Why won’t she cover it? She just had a BBL yesterday, so she’s not fully recovered. She’s even in a tight compression cloth, hiding under her black gown.
She’s supposed to be at home, resting today on her bed, lying on her tummy but she badly wants to meet Bryan today. She missed him.
Yolanda smiled slowly and entered, her steps slow and careful…anything to avoid her from hitting her arse somewhere.
“No matter what you do, brown girl, Bryan and I are meant to be. We’ve been together for ages and you can’t come from your sunny continent to ruin us okay? Look…”she started, showing Trisha her phone.
It’s the picture of the wedding invitation— the couple’s signature, the date, the hall… blah.
Trisha swallowed and Yolanda smiled.
Bryan remained quiet, having a better plan in his head.
Yolanda and Ronald just made it easy for him. He’s not gonna attend the wedding at all, Yolanda’s not gonna attend either.
The work is a lot easier now.
“So you see…”Yolanda said. “You’re nothing,”she added.
“Yolanda, good job. I’m so impressed”Bryan clapped twice, smirking.
Yolanda looked at his face and swallowed. That smirk again.
In no sec, he collected her phone, smashing it on the floor.
Before she could do a thing, he already wrapped his full hand around her neck.
Her neck fit into his hand perfectly. She turned red. Too red. Like an ember.
Yolanda couldn’t cough, she started hitting his hands but he held tighter, raising her from the floor.
Her heels left the floor and she knows is death already.
It’s death, no doubt.
“Bryan!”Trisha screamed in horror.
He only tilted his head without looking at her, his dark fiery eyes burned Yolanda.
“YOU’RE DEAD, YOLA”he muffled.
And…
He cracked her neck.
TBC…
