Anthony Estate, Aja, Lagos.
Martha felt horrible. She couldn’t even look at herself in the mirror. Ever since she tried to seduce Joseph in his hotel room, she had felt so terrible. She had lost her pride and dignity. She couldn’t even place what made her do it. Ever since she broke up with her boy friend a year ago, she had developed this unusual, sexual craving and she spent all her ‘life’ masturbating with a dildo. She had named it Joseph. Then, something kept telling her,
You can do it with him, real.
Another voice kept telling her to go for deliverance, but she was embarrassed about it. Now, Bisola had come to decoy her with a new life and new job in Manhattan, only if she could lie against Joseph. She didn’t want to do it, but again, something kept pestering her to do it. She felt empty and miserable. She felt like a worthless harlot, where would she start from? Now, She had this masturbation addiction, she had probably lost her job as a PA, she was heartbroken and she needed love. She wasn’t sure if the ‘new’ life at Manhattan would bring her much joy. She had made up her mind to end her life. The ‘pills’ were in her palm. All she needed to do now was swallow them and she would be ‘gone’. As she was about to taking the pills, her leg knocked the bin down accidentally. She cursed under her breath and tried to pick up the pills on the floor.
It was then that she noticed a scrambled paper that looked like a tract- it had come from the bin, her eyes fell on the cover;
JESUS LOVES YOU
She had heard these words from evangelists and speakers at the road side, but now it made sense to her. Maybe Jesus loves her despite all the evil things she had done, maybe He always had her in her mind- He died for her when she didn’t recognise him. With tears in her eyes she screamed;
“I am sorry, I LOVE YOU BACK!
David Hills, Aja, Lagos.
Chichi did not understand why Joseph was acting strange. He had seized her arm after Bisola’s phone call and dragged her all the way to the bedroom.
Joseph pushed her to the bed roughly. She could see his eyes; they were burning in anger and intense hatred. She didn’t even know what was wrong with him.
She started calmly,
“Joseph-”
“Shut up your mouth! You are a shameful lesbian!”
Chichi froze. She tucked in a loose strand behind her ear.
“Did you just call me a lesbian?”
“Yes, that’s what you are. You think you can bring Bisola into this house and commit all form of satanic, immoral acts?”
Chichi was dazed.
“Joseph, what’s wrong with her?”
He pointed his finger to her eye.
“And you call yourself a worshipper! LIAR! Who knows if you’ve been seeing Martha, whom she said, is also a lesbian.
“Who have you been talking to?” Chichi asked.
Joseph laughed wickedly, but in pain.
“You are a harlot! A great harlot! No wonder you ‘rushed down’ from London, because you love Bisola touching you more than I.’’
“JESUS!’’ Chichi screamed. ‘‘What’s wrong with you?”
“Look, Jesus cannot save you now,” he said hitting the door. “You’re leaving my house!”
The sound of fierce rain and thunder was surprising, the rain had showed no sign-but they weren’t even thinking about that.
Chichi took a deep breath,
“Joseph- look, I can’t do such a thing.’’ She burst into tears “I know it’s my fault, l let-”
He slapped her.
“How dare you Joseph?” She stood up to him.
“What’s wrong with you? Why- are you-”
He pushed her to the wall.
“You’re leaving this house today.”
Joseph opened the door and started dragging her out. When he got to the main exit, he pushed her outside.
“GET OUT!”
He banged the door. Chichi stood out in the rain, wet and hurt. The thunder was deafening, she was alone. She kept on crying bitterly.
“GOD, why?”
Chichi walked slowly. She was outside at midnight, afraid and bitter. She struggled to walk properly because the ground was wet. Now she had no phone, no car, no money and nothing. She started thinking-what if she was kidnapped? What if she was raped? What if something evil happened to her?
A car suddenly came from nowhere and obstructed her path. From the driver’s seat, she could see a familiar face, it was Bisola. Bisola looked out of the car’s window,
“Get in.”
The door of the car opened. Chichi got in and sat beside an unknown man. Bisola looked at the car’s mirror,
“Are you okay? Thank God you weren’t raped, we got here on time. Madam Roosevelt, your neighbour said she heard a shout and she peeped from her window to see Joseph throwing you out of the house.”
Chichi tried to hide her tears .Bisola sighed.
“No problem, umh? You’re safe with us.”
Chichi could make out of the man’s face, he was dark and slim, about her age and strikingly handsome. He wore a dark purple suit. He flashed a smile at her. Bisola smiled too from the driver’s seat,
“He’s Jake weaver’s son- Tobi Weaver. He’s a health therapist. I know you’re so emotionally wounded. He helped me to recover from Fred. He’s here as a friend and also a doctor. He’s a very nice person, he’s not really like Jake, and he’s not into the music thing, you know. He’s different, he’s a Christian and an assistant pastor in a branch here-I’ve even abandoned Jake, he doesn’t help me spiritually. You’ll enjoy being around Tobi and tomorrow I’ll see your husband and talk some sense into him.”
Tobi weaver sighed,
“She’s very fragile, she needs good care. Joseph was too brutal”.
Bisola nodded,
“Despite all the love you showered on him-but you can’t change it, it’s always the till death do us part.” Tobi patted her, “Yeah, she’ll be fine.”
The car drove into Bisola’s apartment. Bisola smiled as Tobi Weaver took her inside. Then she paused and started breathing ‘heavily’. For the first time, she asked herself,
“Why are you doing all these?”
She hissed. She just had to. She lit a cigarette and inhaled the puffs of smokes. Then she convinced herself,
Bitches do anything to get money.
Her phone buzzed. She received the call; it was Jake.
“Hello, rude boy.”
He sounded very serious, “Is the b***h ready?’’
Bisola’s heart was pounding, now she didn’t know why, but she was just scared.
“Yes. The bitch’s all yours.”
“Good.”
“You got the text? I credited your account. Did that earlier today because I trust you.’’
‘‘Tobi weaver knows what to do with Chichi. Bye bitch.”
Bisola pursed her lips; she knew what she had to do. It was painful, but it was the only way she could ‘escape’ from the guilt and shame she felt. She felt like a Judas. She felt that even God wouldn’t forgive her. She had left the ‘one million dollars’ for the only one she loved in the world- Fred. She had credited the money to his account before now and sent him a text. Before she drew the dark, shining ‘metal’, she told herself Cassandra Jones’s favourite statement.
We all live in a bad world and b***hes do any anything to make their money; it’s all about making the d**n cash.
Pointing the pistol towards her head, she took her last breath and shot herself dead.
This is just the first phase…………………….
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