All Chapters of Nightmares: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ding!I woke up terrified from bed in a dark room, panting heavily from the nightmare perpetually haunting me every single night. I was drenched in sweat and my whole body was trembling. I was frightened with tears unconsciously running down my cheeks.I dug my hand into my black; full; virgin; long hair in pains, then I tugged them behind my ears to wipe off my tears. I sniffed in some secs later gasping out in aid to calm down as I unraveled the shadow of curtains around the wall.I stood up from my bed slowly and moved to the bathroom to go take a shower. I pulled off my pajamas weakly, turned on the shower letting the water race over my head. I dried myself, then stepped out of the bathroom, made my way to the dressing table in my towel wrapped around my chest. I looked myself in the mirror as I sat down on the chair in front of the dressing table, recollecting memories of the past, the scars, and my mistakes, reminiscing on what I've lost

Chapter two.I placed my hand slowly over my mouth at the sight of the ladies. "Oh my!" I whispered, my hand on my forehead now. "Oh my God!'" My voice was above a whisper now. I shifted my gaze a bit, and it landed unintentionally at the pictures of my death parents' on the wall, and some artistic pictures, down to the leather couch that beautified the living room. My hand fall on my waist as I turned again to face the four ladies standing side by side one other. "Oh my God, girls!" I felt the surge of happiness in my voice as it became louder. I reached out my open arms to the girls, who wouldn't stop giggling and chucking excitedly. "Damn! This is a big surprise girls, you couldn't -" I placed my hand on my forehead, smiling. "Gosh, I didn't receive any calls from you, I never expected you to be here, I wasn't even expecting anyone." "Babe, calm down okay? We need to be here, for you." Ciara- the one I consider

Chapter three.(USA)  We already became friends at that moment in the poolside, chatting and cracking up jokes as Amy tends to lightened up my mood from her funny gesture. A guy inside the pool, splashed water at me, he looked up staring at me apologetically, and in a way I can't really explain. He came out of the pool, but never took his eyes off me as he was lost in thought. "Hey man, you gat to apologize for splashing the damn water, not just staring?" Amy scowled at him. "No no, it is fine." I mumbled to her. "No, it is not fine. I should have been careful, really sorry about that but, can I know you girls the more, you all look so stunning," he shrieked. Just in his white pant, and broad chest. "I am Arnold and you...." Expecting a reply - "Oh well, I am Amy. You are not bad too, you have got six packs as it is, and..." She said seductively, while Lilian cut in;

Chapter four.* * *  We were all in my apartment, at the dining close to the window. Cool breeze rushed in, and blew at our faces and hair. We were all chatting, and giggling, when I heard my phone rang. I knew at once it was the same caller, that had been calling since dawn broke. So, I ignored.  "That is your phone there Monica." Lilian brought to my noticed –who was opposite my seat, next to Olivia. "Yes, I know." I fixed my eyes on the glass cup in front of me still. "So why aren't you taking it? Who is the caller?" Olivia had a shot of the drink in front of her. Amy took the phone before I could answer their question. She peeked at me, and check the caller ID. "stalker?" "What!" They all exclaimed, laughing out loud.  "Who the hell is stalking you?" Amy emphasized, and pronounced the word 'stalk' like it was something

Chapter five.Hold on girls!" Olivia took a step backwards and strained her ears to listen again to whatever sound she might have heard initially. "Can't y'all hear the sound of water drizzling?" Olivia demonstrated the sound with her mouth and fingers. "Oh my God! Bathroom?" I traced the direction the sound was coming from and landed at the entrance of the bathroom. The other ladies followed closely and peeped through the keyhole, near the doorknob. There, Monica sat under the shower, in her pajamas. She folded her two legs, and cupped her face on her thighs, and supported her head with her arms. Water dripped down her hair, which looked fuller than we last saw it. The girls made their way into the bathroom hurriedly, while I just stood at the entrance and watched, bemused. Olivia closed the shower expecting Monica to turn and check for the intruder, but she remained in the same position. "What the hell is wrong with you girl." Amy d

Chapter six.*** "Hey love! How's your sister? I haven't been seeing her around lately." I hollered at him. I was lying on the soft white, 3-seater - couch in the living room, and with my knees joined together like a yogi. I was busy chatting away my time on my phone. "Loveth has become a very busy make-up-artist, always moving on and on to parties, occasions and stuff." Arnold headed towards me, from the kitchen, with a white flat dish in his hand which contains different kinds of diced fruits. "Oh wow, that is cool," he placed the dish on the edge of the small table at the corner of the chair. "This looks delicious." I got up from the couch and dropped my phone beside me. I reached for the toothpick on the plate, trying to pinch a fruits with it, but he dragged it away from my reach. "and why is that?" I made a face. "I was in the kitchen alone, dicing this," He pointed

Chapter seven.NIGERIA..  I lied on my left, on my bed in my room, going through an heartrending novel titled 'My scars'. Just then, I heard a sound. "What, Monica!" I turned to the direction the voice came from. It was Amy, clad in a sexy short gown. I looked at her curiously expecting her to say something and she did.  "You haven't dressed up just yet? Don't you notice I'm all dressed up, but you are here reading some sort of novel." She pronounced 'novel' like something disgusting, and shook her fingers: a sign of displeasure. "Oh! my, gosh! I am really sorry. It slipped my mind, sorry boo, gonna do that now." I got up hurriedly from the bed, and placed the novel faced down my bed. I moved closer to my closet in search for what to wear.  Amy cattily moved close to my bed, . She sat down on it, and crossed down her legs expecting me to bring out what to we

Chapter eight.***  I was together with Arnold in his room, on his bed one afternoon. I rested my arm on his shoulder, and held onto them for support, while he was busy chatting on his phone.  "Arnold?" I called out to him. "Hmm!" He responded but didn't turn to face me.  "I wanna speak to you, it is very important." "Okay, I'm all ears." "I said it's very important." My voice came out louder. "Go on now, I'm listening." "What is wrong with you Arnold, you don't even have my time anymore. I said I wanna talk to you, but you're still busy on your phone." I only expected him to look into my eyes, and pay me attention.  "Oh! Come on –Okay, I am sorry, just wanna reply to this particular message –Okay," he dropped his phone and looked into my eyes."Go on."

Chapter nine.***"Yes, and don't even give me that innocent look, because it's of no use anymore," she moved closer to Olivia, and uttered softly. "It is not your fault actually. I'm sure Olivia pushed you to do it," it came out loud again. "Why don't you wanna see a friend happy Olivia? 'Cause I don't even understand you any longer." "What are you saying? Why on earth should we want her to remain this way. Can I even–" Olivia caught her breath, while Lilian wrapped her arms around her rib cage, then rolled her eyes at her. "Are you trying to say–we made her like this? I called Arnold? While I don't even have his contact. By the way, why are you always blaming Olivia for everything, all she had wanted until today is her happiness, she only want to see her happy, but you are always misunderstanding her girls." Amy said, in a calmed voice. "Is this the time to argue? I mean, is this actually the

Chapter eleven.    I stopped walking and turned back my gaze. They stared at each other until Amy came to a conclusion to get the door opened. "Who is there?" She asked, holding the door handle. "It is me."A familiar voice came through the door. That is mum. Amy opened up the door, and smiled widely at her. "Oh my! Welcome ma. Pls, come in." "How are you all doing? You all look so stunning." A dark-skin, average, slim woman walked into the house, putting on a large smile. "Mum!" I ran off to her and gave her a comforting hug, while in tears.  "Oh! Come on. It is just a matter of time, everything will be for the best. Sshh! No tears." She wiped off my tears."What are your plans now Monica? Will you meet Arnold and sort things out between you both?"  "Doctor!–" I heaved out. "I–I