Falling For Innocence?

Falling for innocence

Falling for innocence?

Twenty four hours earlier:


It is a lovely evening. The sky is clear and the stars are shining so brightly. This must be a good luck sign and I really need that tonight because I am going to pop the big question. I am going to ask my girlfriend of two years to marry me. I am so excited.

Hannah and I have been dating ever since we met at one of my concerts in warri. At first, I had thought she was one of the loose girls who throw themselves at me just because I am famous but it turns out she didn’t even know who I was. Her friend had dragged her to the concert that day and she was going to sneak out when she lost her way and landed in my dressing room.

It was a breath of fresh air to talk to a beautiful girl without her looking at me like I was a mini-god just because I was famous. We talked for a while that night and I was able to cajole her number from her. One of the stage crew had come to inform me to be ready in five minutes and that was how she clued into the fact that I am the star she came to watch. Thankfully, she just laughed at the fact that I fooled her and left after promising to meet me after the concert.

I was so excited throughout that concert and I sang my heart out for an hour. I could tell that my fans loved my performance that night by their excited screams and frenzied dancing. A teenage girl even fainted when I touched her cheek while singing. Lol. That always seems to surprise me even though it wasn’t the first time it had happened. The excitement of that concert had died down when I didn’t see her after the concert ended and I went back to my dressing room.

She never came back that night and for months, I thought about her as the mystery girl who stole my heart. I wasn’t able to look for her as my busy schedule didn’t allow me to prolong my stay in warri and it turned out she gave me a wrong number. About three months after that, fate brought her to me. She was at my record company looking for a job. I took this opportunity and made her my manager.

I courted her for months before she agreed and we have been dating for almost two years now. If this isn’t destiny, I don’t know what is. So with fingers crossed, I got in and waited for her in our dining room which I decorated for the occasion. It really is beautiful, just like my Hannah. I heard the door click open and I quickly got on one knee with my guitar slung across my chest ready to start playing as soon as she comes into the dining.

“Baby, where are you?. Why is the light off?. Ar-” she stops abruptly as her eyes fell on me. I notice a weird expression cross her face and I chuck it up to surprise.
“Baby-” she gasps and I sigh at  how beautiful she looks in her green jumpsuit. Oh, am supposed to be singing. I shook my head at my awestruck behavior and strum the strings of my guitar in the prelude to my latest single ‘mystery girl’.

It’s a personal favorite of mine as it tells our love story. I closed my eyes and let the music take me as I play. As I got to the end of the song, I stood and walk over to where she is standing and dance around her. I winked at her and she blushed. The song came to an end and I dropped my guitar on the counter beside us then got on my knee again and nervously brought the diamond ring out of its box.

“You were my mystery girl and now you have eradicated my misery.”cheesy right? I know but she loves it when I make stupid rhymes and I smiled at her and continued.
“I love you so much, baby. From the earth to the moon. Will you marry me?” I asked. She looked down at me and nods frantically.”Yes, baby. Yes!” she screamed.


I slid the ring on her middle finger and stood up to engulf her in a tight hug. I covered her face with kisses before I reached her lips and kissed her deeply. Her hands got around my neck and I moved my hands to her hot ass and wrapped her long legs around me as I walk her to our bedroom.


The sun coming through the window blinded me momentarily before I rub my sleepy eyes. I turned to the bedside clock to see its 9:00 am. Hannah is still beside me sleeping and I kissed her neck to wake her up. She blinked her eyes open and kissed my lips.
“hmmm. Someone woke up happy” I said as soon as she breaks the kiss.

“Of course am so happy. I can’t believe we are getting married. Its gonna be the talk of the town. Hell, the country even!. How many carats is this diamond? When are we telling the press?” she rambles excitedly.
“Oh, babe. There’s something else I have to tell you. I want to end my music career. I want our children to live freely without the press following them around” I told her as I watched her face fall.

“What? Are you out of your senses?!” she yelled at me and I looked at her stun. Hannah has never raised her voice at me.
“Am sorry babe. It’s just so sudden. I just don’t know how to react to this” she said
“I have been planning this for a while although I can work behind the scene as a songwriter and composer. That way the money would still come in” I said
“but what about the fame?” she asked
“don’t tell me you want to marry me for the fame” I said half kidding

“Of course not!. You can do whatever you like. I am already late for a meeting with that annoying reporter who is out to get you.” she said and got off the bed. She didn’t even look at me as she entered the bathroom leaving me stunned. I thought she was going to love the news. Atleast quitting would mean more time for her and our future kids and she won’t have to watch as other women ogle me during concerts and the rest.

Well, we can straighten everything out when I get back from the photo shoot I have scheduled this morning. I quickly went downstairs to one of the bathrooms and took my bath. When i was done, Hannah was nowhere to be found. I quickly threw on a pair of ripped jeans and a Gucci shirt. I’ll get dressed at the studio so no need to get overdressed.


The day is uneventful as I just go through the routine of the shoot until my phone rang and my assistant brought it to me.
“five-minute break, people!” the photographer yelled as I got to the corner to answer the call. It’s from Hannah
“I knew you couldn’t stay mad at me for long,” I said as soon as I answered but the line was silent.

“Hello, babe?”
“we have her so listen carefully. You are going to bring 10million naira to the address I will send in two hours or I’ll send you different parts of her body for every hour after that.” a voice said from the other end of the phone. Oh my God. Is this a prank?. I checked the number to see its Hannah’s.

“Is this a prank? Why do you have her phone?” I yell down the line but when I heard Hannah screaming through the line, I lost it.
“Shit. Don’t f**cking hurt her or I’ll snap your neck when I find you. You bastard! You are going to pay!” the voice on the other end laughed and it sounds so familiar.
“you have two hours, friend,” he said before the line went dead. Oh no!

And this is how I got to this very spot. With a dead brother and a lying snake, I don’t want anything to do with anymore.
Love really does suck.

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