The Ghost of Annabelle: Episode Eight

I told Angela I was not going to marry her anymore. She laughed out loud in great surprise and I wondered what was on her mind. I never meant to hurt her feelings and I wished she would accept the news in good faith. She listened and nodded and laughed as she absorbed the information which told her so much and yet so little; so much because it might affect the course of her life and so little because I didn’t give her a reason why. As I was speaking to her, a war was going on in my mind. Was I doing the right thing or was I led by that Mabel of a lady?

“Andrew!” said Angela, amazed. “What a pleasant surprise!” She was one of those ladies who always looked happy. She looked so enchanting and charming and I felt guilty telling her that I was not going to marry her.

“I’m so sorry; I don’t know how to explain this.”

“Could you get out of my house.” She was on top of her voice.


“Don’t infuriate me further. Just get out of my sight, you disgust me.” She said acidly and hauled herself to her feet.

“I wish you don’t feel down. I wish…” I hesitated to add more words, not wanting to invite more trouble.

“Leave my house or I call the police.” She showed me the way out. “It’s a perfect idea going our separate ways.” She said out loud.

I left her house lugubriously. The drumbeats of my leaving deafened my eardrums and shattered my mind. I knew I wasn’t doing what I should have but Mabel’s condition influenced my rapid action. Angela was my feast of joy. I had given her the whole of my heart but destiny had put us asunder. If wishes were horses, I would have ridden with her to an unknown land completely out of sight. Like a flowing river, irredeemable promises had overflowed from my sugar coated tongue. Marrying Mabel was the last thing on my mind but her pregnancy had compelled me to be with her. Regrettable regrets had begun to creep in and sunk was I in the ocean of despair.

While I was driving home, I shuddered to think that my marriage to Mabel would be successful. I had no strong feelings for her like I had for Angela. In fact, I was engrossed with thoughts about Angela and I couldn’t forgive myself for breaking the relationship.

I was dodging some pot-holes on the rickety road as I was driving home when I hit a hawker. “Oh my God.” I exclaimed. I really thanked God she wasn’t injured because that might have been my end. A teeming crowd had gathered and was almost hitting my car and I with sticks when the hawker shouted and said she was alright. I gave the salesgirl some money before I entered my car. As I was kick starting it, my phone beeped. It was an unknown number, so I hesitated to pick it up. It beeped and beeped and beeped before I decided to answer the call.


“Hello, is this Mr. Andrew?” It was Dr. Lucy from the Federal Health Centre.

“Yes, how can I help you doctor?”

“Oh, Miss Mabel was rushed to our hospital after an auto crash and the only person she had been calling was you and one Miss Angela.”

“Auto crash? Where?” Tears had wetted my eyes.

“I’m sorry but you have to come to the hospital immediately.”

“I’ll be there soon.” I responded with a cracking voice.

The news of Mabel’s accident destabilized my mind. I was driving on high speed. I passed the Central Market full of people buying and selling. The huge crowd was doing commerce, moving from every direction, carried forward as if by ocean waves. Beggars were scattered on the streets and people passed them, dropping some notes. Among the beggars were women with loose hair, bare feet and bare shoulders with wrinkles of frustration on their faces. They were dressed in tattered rags as they begged for money. Disappointment, anger, bitterness and suffering were released from the way they looked which obviously and openly told their stories of misery and melancholia.

When I reached the Federal Health Centre, I was warmly welcomed by the nurses and when I introduced myself, they took me to the room where Mabel lay. As soon as I entered the room, the doctor spoke and I felt my heart breaking into pieces like a ceramic plate.

“She gave up.”

“Doctor, doctor, this can’t be true.” Angela shouted and began shedding tears

“Mr. Andrew, I’m sorry for your loss.” The doctor said as she walked out.

I regretted my relationship with Angela. What was in her that all and sundry loved her? Lovely, nice and kind she was. In her, I found love so rare. The day she glowed in my sight, a comely bright light took away my plight as her eyes radiated joy. With her, I walked with head held high.

“Was she the girl you wanted to marry?” Angela asked.

“Yes.” I said, nodding my head.

I knelt down, begging Angela and she smiled.

‘Years of fruitless search have shown me that I will never find another woman like you.” I said and I got a slap from Mabel.

“Get out of my sight, you wretched gold digger.” She hissed and walked out on me.

22 thoughts on “The Ghost of Annabelle: Episode Eight” by innoalifa (@innoalifa)

  1. Kosnie (@Kosnie)

    Omg!!! So Mabel died so so sad,now you have two female Ghosts to contend with…Thank goodness for Angela for walking away from a Scumbag like you. Nice Episode @ Innoalifa but did you have to kill Mabel??? Hmmm just my thoughts cos I felt she would have lived n den later confess about the pregnancy being fake,but they are your characters so you know what is good for them. In all Great Job dear

    1. @Kosnie, I didn’t kill Mabel ooo…I think it was just her time to depart from Andrew’s life….

      Thanks a million for not only reading but for commenting as well…

  2. Ihunanya (@LONE)

    A bit mix up towards the end with Mabel dead and still slapping Andrew, Andrew regretting his relationship with Angela etc. Meanwhile where is Annabelle’s ghost or is the dead Mabel going to join forces with Annabelle to torment Andrew? lol!! see me predicting the story. No mind me @INNOALIFA my friend.

    1. I can’t imagine my mixing up this tale…shit, the Mabel at the end was supposed to be Angela…cause she (Mabel) has gone to the world in which Annabelle belongs…

      I can see the prophetess in you, @LONE :)

  3. oxymorontalks (@oxymoron93)

    even though I did not start with you, this is a great piece. some small small things here and there, but great work from the last short story I read written by you

    1. Wow!! I’m elated you found this tale of mine interesting…inviting to go back reading from the beginning in order to get the full gist.

      Thanks for stopping by, @oxymoron93 :)

  4. I have never met a dryer ghost than Anabelle, is she really a ghost, pls terrorise this mumu that cant his thoughts straight.
    Eyya poor Mabel, it was her time.
    Angela run for your life.
    Yes @lone maybe they should join forces it will be gr8.

    1. It was Mabel’s time really…she had to go… Annabelle seems dry in the grave but let’s not crave for her bad side…I think her ghost is a calmer spirit…

      Watch out for more, @ameenaedrees :)

    2. Aminat (@Aminat)

      I swear Annabelle is the driest ghost ever maybe she needs a partner. Mabel has gone to join her let’s see what will happen @ameenaedrees
      Keep Up the good work @innoalifa

      1. @Aminat, thanks for reading :)

  5. Aderonke Daramola (@Shovey)

    I agree with @LONE i’m confused too. was mabel pretending to be dead? I guess Annabelle has finally slept.

    1. Lolz…pretending ke? It was a mix up? Mabel is gone but Annabelle is not gone yet…

      Thanks for reading but come back for more, @Shovey :)

  6. Ufuoma Otebele (@ufuomaotebele)

    Inno I feel this is drifting into too much of a romance story even with the death of Mabel added. I want to see what the title promised. I like romance but am hoping this gets darker… why are we even caring if Andrew finds love again, he killed an innocent girl because of sex and that should be our number one focus. He hasn’t begged for forgiveness hid not even in remorse over what he did instead you are saying his just fine and moving on.

    I want justice. Arise oh ghost of Annabelle

    1. Aminat (@Aminat)

      Lol… I kinda agree with you @ufuomaotebele

      1. @Aminat….I kinda see sense in your agreeing with @ufuomaotebele…:)

    2. @ufuomaotebele, your intelligent observations are well-noted… the ghost of Annabelle has heard your concerns…she will act accordingly…

      Thanks for stopping by.

  7. anak adrian (@anakadrian)

    Alright, I’ve read this from the initial episode up till now.

    My first thought was “how the hell did this Andrew guy get rid of Anabelle’s body and how did the matter of a homicide die out so quickly with the police who would surely have been involved, and the last person she was known to be with (Andrew) going scott free? No be Nigeria we dey again?”

    My next question was how possible it would be for Mabel to have been Anabelle’s friend and still go out with Andrew afterwards, despite Anabelle’s mysterious death, no questions asked.

    The characters were introduced like we had already known them, or were supposed to know them from a previous series.

    It strikes me that Anabelle is truly a docile, peace-loving ghost since all she does is appear and smile.

    After a while even the periods of her appearance become so few and far between (episodes 3 to 5 or so)

    Which makes me wonder whether the title should actually be about her and not about the sweet-talking Andrew or his numerous ladies.

    Sometimes it seems like i’m reading poetry, then prose, and then poetry again. So I really get confused about what genre this story has barking up its alley. Chaii, @innoalifa you sabi describe eehn…

    I’m not going to say things like “there weren’t many typos” because you are far above that rookie mistake, with the very few that occured showing the obvious fact that you are only human.

    But I am going to say that I liked the story, and it was enough for me to read through all eight episodes even though I’m not much of a romantic. I would definitely have liked it better if “the ghost of Annabel” was a horror flick, but that’s just me talking; as most people that comment seem to have a preference for romance.

    1. @anakadrian, all your questions and observations are not out of place. I’m considering them and other sundry concerns as I’m thinking about my subsequent writings. I’m glad you like the story, nevertheless.

      Watch out for the next episode…

  8. Mr. Inetanbor (@Gabi)

    ‘Years of fruitless search have shown me that I will never find another woman like you.” I said and I got a slap from Mabel.

    Is it from the Dead Mabel, or another Mabel or that phrase is a flash back?


    I still marvel at how you guys cook up this stories ( I mean write in free form – ) that happens to be this dramatic!
    @innoalifa, please refer me to more free form stories you find interesting I need to see more!!!!

    1. @Gabi, there was a mix up, the Mabel is supposed to be Annabelle and not the other way round. There are itches here and there and it’s all because I’m still honing my craft, hoping to write better pieces subsequently.

      Thanks for dropping by :)

  9. Omena (@menoveg)

    I thot Mabel’s ghost did d slapping, sharp sharp.

    1. It was Annabelle really…

      Thanks for reading, @menoveg :)

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