The Knock That Ruined Everything

 

Intro:

This is a Nigerian neighborhood comedy set in the heart of Port Harcourt — a city as rich in oil as it is in chaos, drama, and unforgettable characters. Randy had spent three months chasing Benita. Three months. And the moment everything finally came together, two mischievous teenage boys with nothing but time and bad intentions knocked on his door and ran away. What followed was a chain of events that Randy never saw coming — involving soldiers, public humiliation, and the two most irritating kids in the compound laughing so hard they nearly fell over. Some days, the universe just has a sense of humor at your expense.

Author's Note:

This story is part reality, part fiction. Growing up in a slum is an experience that will either mar you or make you. The kind of life we choose depends on our character and the environment we find ourselves in — we just have to be careful, because every choice comes with consequences.

⚡ Power Has Come

The time was about 4 p.m. in the evening, and there was power supply.

That alone was enough to make people stay indoors—watching the news or the latest movie.

This was one of those compounds in a slum in the city of Port Harcourt, one of the southern states in Nigeria.

Port Harcourt is an oil-rich city, boasting many infrastructures, with oil companies in every corner, all vying for what people call the black gold.

This compound had eight rooms—four on each side, facing each other.

Port Harcourt is a very rich city—some would even say richer than California in the United States.

It could have been a destination for tourists and foreigners wanting to see its marvels.

But instead…

It became a city of slums and gangsters.

😈 Dick and Sunny

That day, when the power came on, everyone was shouting.

It had been more than six months since people last saw electricity.

Yet, in all that darkness, the bills kept coming—and people kept paying.

So when power finally came, those with televisions rushed inside.

Dick and Sunny took advantage of that moment.

Two mischievous boys.

Troublemakers.

As everyone stayed indoors, they moved freely through the compound, planning their next trick.

Every door was closed.

When they reached the last door on the right side of the passage, they froze.

There was a voice inside.

A scared voice.

Pleading.

They looked at each other.

Grinned.

Then pressed their ears to the door.

👦 Who They Are

Dick was the only son of his parents.

Stubborn since he was five.

Disrespectful.

Now fifteen—and worse.

He had a big head, large eyes, and a mouth as wide as a crocodile.

Short.

Stout.

Sunny was the opposite.

Skinny.

Tall.

With a charming face that melted hearts when he smiled.

🚪 Something Is Happening Inside

Sunny stood by the opposite door as they listened.

A woman’s voice came from inside.

"I can’t take it anymore, it hurts… please stop."

They heard her breathing hard.

Then a man’s voice.

Randy.

A short man known for his stingy nature.

"Please… just stay still a little. It will enter."

"No," she said sharply. "That is too big. I can’t take it."

"Calm down. Just endure—it will soon enter."

"No… I can see blood. That’s not what you told me. I can’t."

"Relax, please. Don’t leave me like this. I promise—I will do anything you want."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

They heard his relieved breath.

"I swear on my ancestors—I will give you anything."

🚨 The Knock

The boys stepped back quietly.

Grinning.

"That man is wicked," Dick whispered.

"We need to save her."

"That is adult stuff," Sunny said, smiling.

"How do we save her?"

"We knock."

Sunny’s grin widened.

"And run before he opens the door."

They moved silently.

Knocked.

No answer.

They knocked again.

Inside, the woman’s voice rose.

"I’m in trouble—someone is here!"

Randy tried to calm her.

Then shouted:

"Who is there?"

The boys covered their mouths, holding back laughter.

Then—

They knocked harder.

Dust fell from the door.

"WHO IS THERE!" Randy roared.

He cursed loudly.

"If I catch that person—I will deal with you!"

The boys had already run.

When he opened the door—

No one.

He snarled.

"Today, I will commit murder."

He went back inside.

The woman had already dressed.

She was leaving.

"Please don’t go," he begged. "There was no one."

"I’m sorry. I can’t bear the pain."

And just like that—

She left him.

😤 Randy’s Lament

Moments later, he sat outside his door.

Talking to himself.

Three months.

That was how long he chased her.

And now—

Ruined.

He clenched his fist.

"If I catch who knocked my door… teeth will be everywhere."

Then he saw Sunny walking down the passage.

He rushed him.

Grabbed his shirt.

Spittle flying.

His hand trembled with rage.

"Are you the one who knocked my door?"

"No," Sunny said calmly. "I’m just coming in."

"Did you see anyone?"

"No."

Randy’s eyes burned.

"I suspect you."

"Of what?"

"Don’t deny it. If I had evidence… you’d be finished."

Sunny shrugged.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Randy released him.

"I will get you one day."

Sunny walked away.

Then burst into laughter when he got inside.

He almost laughed earlier.

That would have been his end.

🍺 The Drinking Man

That evening, Randy sat with his friends in the compound.

Drinking.

Hard.

"My guy, calm down," Alister said, trying to take the bottle.

"What’s wrong with you?" Barry asked.

"Those kids… I will kill them."

"It hasn’t gotten to that," Barry said. "What happened?"

"They ruined my show."

The air was cool.

Power had gone again.

Everyone sat outside.

"What show?" Alister asked.

"I was with Benita… after three months of chasing her."

Both nodded.

"Turns out she’s innocent."

"Wow," Barry smiled. "You broke an egg."

"It never got to that," Randy snapped.

His eyes shifted.

Sunny and Dick were nearby.

Laughing.

Mocking him.

He tried to stand.

His friends held him.

> "You have murder in your eyes," Alister said.

"I will strangle them."

🪖 The Soldiers

The boys kept laughing.

Pointing at something.

Barry followed their gaze.

Froze.

"Are those soldiers?"

About ten soldiers were approaching.

With a girl.

Randy looked.

It was Benita.

His heart skipped.

The soldiers reached the boys.

Asked them something.

They pointed at Randy.

Still laughing.

He turned to his friends—

They were gone.

Ran.

The alcohol hit him fully.

Before he could move—

A fist slammed into his stomach.

He doubled over.

Vomiting.

"You have the mind to tarnish our sister’s image?" one soldier said, dragging him.

All Randy could hear…

Was laughter.

From the two boys.

Mocking.

Echoing.

The Ledger of the Damned

"When hunger speaks, the soul stays silent."

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