Three years ago…..
Sharon
I was in my office, talking to Rodriguez on the phone when Sebastian suddenly barged into my office, ranting like a mad dog.
"Rodriguez, I'll call you back." I hung up. My brows furrowed. "What's the matter, brother?" I stood up to meet him.
He was fuming with high rage. I couldn't compare or describe his anger with anything more furious than he was right now.
"What did I hear this morning?" His eyes narrowed in flames. "You are dating a Nigerian man? Damnit! Didn't I tell you that apart from dad there is no other bullshit nigga that can ever careless for you? I can't believe you're so dumb and stupid at the same time."
"Sebastian, I'll not have you insult me in my office." I warned. I've tolerated enough tantrums from him all in the name of he is my big brother. "And how is it your business how I live my life or whoever I chose to date with my time, huh?"
He gritted his teeth, his warning finger pointing at me carefully. "Watch how you speak to me, Sharon. Don't make me loose my anger on you more than it already have."
"I don't get it. When did you become this irrational that you no longer care to mind your business? Stop pestering in my life, Sebastian. Besides, how is it a crime if I chose to date a Nigerian guy or not? Am I not a Nigerian woman too?"
"Sharon, you're my step sister and I'll do everything in my power to protect you from those hungry Nigerian lions." He said.
I understand how much he despised Nigerian men because of what some of them did to our mother when she was in college.
But look who's talking about protection. He can't even go to places without dragging four convoys of bodyguards everywhere he goes.
"You know what…" I took a deep breath, trying to cool down all my anger nerves. "I'm not fifteen anymore. I don't need your protection, Sebastian. And secondly, I think you should get your brain cells checked out by falling in love maybe by then you'll come to realise what dating truly means."
When he raised his hand, attempting to slap me, I thought he would. Even though I didn't flinch about it happening.
I scoffed. "Go on and slap me, Sebastian. What's holding you? I believe you have never done it before and I dare the devil in you to push the button and see how you rot in jail." I poke my finger on his chest, daring him.
He clenched his fist, tightly and slowly dropped it down. "I'm not asking you to abstain from relationships, but Nigerian men are off limits."
"Go to hell, Sebastian." I sucked my teeth.
He inch closer, eyes darting dangerously at me. Then I heard him say in his usual cold voice. "The next time I see you and that Nigerian guy together again, be sure to hear the rest of him in the morning news."
How dare he talk about Jide in that manner? "I dare you Sebastian. I dare you." I poke his chest again. "If anything happens to Jide, I'll sue you. And make sure you rot in prison for the rest of your miserable life—owww…"
I felt a push from only God knows where, causing me to lose my balance.
It was when I landed on the floor that I realised how Jide barged in and saved me from Sebastian's incoming slap.
I tuck the strands of hair behind my ear as I lift my head to see a war view of two men wrestling on the floor.
I haven't seen Jide for two weeks counting and today he managed to show up, obviously hoping to work things out with me and now my brother is in a fight with him.
This is so not good.
Sebastian known to be a skilled fighter, maneuvered his way on top of Jide and started lacing him with hard punches.
I quickly got up from the ground, hoping I could put a stop to the drama. "Sebastian stop." I don't know how to stop him. He's going to kill Jide if I don't do something now.
"Sebastian, I'm begging you, please stop." I panicked. My heart racing rapidly. Jide was already bleeding, can't he see? "Sebastian, please! I'm going to kill myself if you don't stop!" I shouted, sobbing.
He finally gave way and retreated. But what about Jide? He had already suffered so many beatings from Sebastian and was now lying unconscious on the ground.
"This is just a warning." Sebastian grunts, breathing heavily. "The next time won't be merciful." He stated and left.
I ran towards Jide and knelt beside him. Tears rolling down my cheeks. "Jide, am so sorry." I knew I was right when I once said that him and Sebastian would never get along.
I tried to lift him up even though my strength couldn't match up with his body weight.
He was bleeding profusely from his nose and mouth.
He held my arm tightly like I was oxygen. "God, you didn't tell me your brother was a ex professional wrestler."
It was kind of funny but I couldn't laugh at the moment.
"You need a doctor, Jide." I sniffed my nose and call out to my assistant. "Jasmine! Jasmine!"
She ran inside, her eyes popped in horror. "What happened in here?"
"Go call my family doctor now and stop asking stupid questions." I snapped at her, my arms forming a pillow behind Jide's head.
"Right away, ma." She ran towards my desk to make a quick phone call.
I looked down at my boyfriend, looking helpless and unconscious in my arms. "I forgive you, Jide. Please don't leave me."
I couldn't contain my emotions anymore. He was coughing out blood every now and then, looking like he was going to die.
"Jasmine, call the doctor quick!" I snapped at my assistant who's still on the phone.
She adjusted the phone inches from her ear, "I'm doing so, boss."