BURGUNDY.
Episode 11.
By Amah
I called Ireti’s number and she picked.
” Baby, my aquarium is missing, my burgundy shoes has been exchanged with some cra-py shoe. I was told you c@m£ over and took them… why did you do such?
She screamed into my ears.
” Me???…who told you that? A whole me… C’mon my love, I’m too big for such. Who is that unfortunate and useless fool that lied with my name? I c@m£ to the house just briefly to check if you were around when I couldn’t get you over the phone. I’m even surprise that you c@m£ back without informing me. I guess you planned to get back at me for not informing you when I returned from Dubai. My love, you should know me of all people… why will I take stuffs like that when I can afford mine. My Papi got money and he gives me everything I want. The enemy is within you…. the thief is living in your house and I will help you expo-se her… I’m coming right away to do that. She can not escape this… you accommod@t£d a deadly thief without knowing. I’m coming to your place…I will personally deal with that thief myself…
The call ended and I sat ha-rd on the ground, holding my head.
I looked over at Sandra and looked away.
” I left my house in your care Sandra…what sort of ru-bbish explanation are you giving me. My aquarium and shoe disappeared and you are telling me you don’t know…
I said, trying to control my anger but I just can’t help shouting at her.
” Sir, you can go ahead and ask Musa. He was around and saw madam Ireti. Nob©dy can come in here and take something away, Musa said she was the one…if you doubt me ask him…
I stood angrily from the ground. my phone was ringing, when I checked the caller it was my Mum. I ignored and turned to her.
” Ireti cannot steal from me. She has everything and her father is well to do. What is wrong with your head. Are you stupid? How do you expect me to believe what Musa said? Musa is your friend, he will defend you…I don’t believe this bul$h!t story your giving me Sandra. I don’t. But my shoe cannot go missing, my aquarium that was in this house before you c@m£ cannot just disappear. I will not take this nons-en-se story of yours…no, I won’t.
My phone was ringing for the fourth time.
It was my dad this time.
” Hello Dad…
” Are you alright Martin Jr? Your mother have been calling but you aren’t picking up. We were worried and wanted to know if you have gotten to your house safely.
” Yes dad… I’m home.
I wanted the call to end right away because I wasn’t in a perfect mood for it. My dad gave the phone to my Mum.
” You got me worried son, you promised to call immediately you arrived, waited for your call but nothing c@m£ in. Is everything okay?..
” Yes Mum, I’m fine just a little busy and I will talk to you later. St©p worrying over me all the time, I’m not a child Mum. I’m alright…yes, I am. Talk to you later… have to go now….bye.
I ended the call, threw my phone over a chair and walk out to the sitting room. I asked Sandra to leave my room until Ireti arrives.
I went out and called Musa, I asked him who c@m£ in my abs£nce and he repeated the same thing Sandra said. Putting at Ireti as the big madam that c@m£ during my abs£nce.
I wasn’t expecting him to say otherwise. I guess he was trying to defend Sandra, his friend.
I went back inside and couldn’t just sit still. I walk to my room and started examining the shoe again.
The person that exchange my shoe with a fake one was a pure criminal. The creative designs on the fake shoe was not properly done when I took a closer look at it. The heel wasn’t even equal, one was bigger than the other. The b©dy wasn’t crafted well like my main shoe but the mistakes are not easily dictated but it becomes so obvious with a close look.
Ireti finally arrived.
” Oh my gosh… that beautiful aquarium that I admire so much. I haven’t even come across it anywhere. even your burgundy shoe. Ah…ah… this is very serious my love. I told you I wanted to make something similar for my Papi’s birthday and I did, I pres£nted the one I made to him during his birthday p@rty…he was so happy. Why will Sandra do this…
I looked at her, Sandra who stood at a far end wore a straight face. She didn’t cry or argue. She just stood staring at Ireti angrily.
Ireti move to her, calling her names. Yet Sandra did not react.
” Sandra you are a big thief…a criminal. That’s what you are and I will make sure that you are arrested. You must provide those things you stole. I warned Mart about you but he won’t listen, now look at the outcome. I’m always right because my instincts never fails me. Sandra the criminal. You planned with your street b©yfri£ndto rob your boss house while he was away. You planed to sell off his expensive property to enrich yourself. Your plans has failed. You are a wicked Witch. All those your stupid, wretched b©yfri£ndthat joined you to commit such crime will be expo-sed.
When Ireti mentioned Sandra’s b©yfri£ndI quic-kly remembered Jeff. Yes Jeff was Sandra’s b©yfri£ndand Ireti maybe right
I looked at Sandra, more anger forming in my mind.
” How could you Sandra? I asked moving closer to her.
Ireti began to shout.
” Mart I told you about this girl but you won’t listen. I think I told you…now see the result. She’s a criminal and she must provide everything she has stolen. Call the police and get her arrested. They will make her confess to the crime and with that her other accomplice will be apprehended. Call the police Mart…. call them now.
I sat back on a chair. Ireti cl@pped her hand on Sandra’s face, she to-re her clothes and kept humiliating her. Sandra struggled with Ireti as her clothes was been torn.
Ireti gave her two resounding sl@p that echoes in the house.
Sandra staggered back and held her chick in pain. I thought she will retaliate but she didn’t. A tear dropped down her face and she quic-kly wiped them off.
Ireti’s long nails gave Sandra a cut on her face.
I called Ireti to st©p. She shouldn’t take laws into her hands.
Ireti kept urging me to call the police but I chose not to.
Ireti who was angrily boiling even more than me.
She went over Sandra again.
“Poverty stinking fool like you. So after stealing and selling off your boss property you paint it on me….eehh! You are shedding crocodile tears. We can’t be deceived. Since Mart do not want to press charges on you then I I will deal with you until you confess. I will video you, take your pictures and Share on Instagram and Facebook…all the social media, alerting people to beware of the kind of person they employ as maids…I don’t want another person to fall victim to your scam. Sandra, I will make you go viral for the criminal that you are. I promised to deal with you and I will make sure of it.
Ireti try to sl@p her again but Sandra held Ireti’s hand ti-ght.
” If you dare…I mean if your name is Ireti and you strike me again…hmmm. I will beat you Ireti. I will so much beat you until you pas-s out. Don’t dare me. I have taken enough of all this accusation. You can call me names and humiliate me but don’t hit me again. I have had enough of your nons-en-se and will not take any further from you.
Sandra pushed Ireti aside and she crashed on the ground like a feather and quic-kly got up.
” Mart, did you hear her? This fool want to beat me… did you see what she Just did to me? Mart get her arrested. Is because you aren’t doing anything that’s why she got wings to challenge me. Mart go and beat her up, show her the real Man in you. You are not to be messed with or Call the police…
Ireti picked up her phone and try to video Sandra.
I stood from where I sat and collected the phone from her.
” Enough of this Ireti. I’m in pain, disappointed and hurt. I love my aquarium and my burgundy shoe, they gives me joy but they are both gone. I’m trying to think and get over it all. st©p wors£ning it Ireti. I’m not calling the police… because I don’t want Sandra to be arrested. I will rather dismiss her. plea-se, no pictures or videos. Let her be… st©p all this crazy drama. I’m tired… Really tired. I don’t un-derstand why Sandra will want to do such to me. What for…
I turned and face Sandra.
“… Sandra, if you nee-ded money you could have asked me. Why will you sell off the things I cherish most and replaced my shoe with a fake one. That’s criminal act and I can get you arrested for it…
Sandra interrupted.
” You want to get me arrested for a crime I did not commit then go ahead. Why do you conclude that I stole the things you cherished most? And why will I want to do such? Why do you point an accusing f!nger at me? Is it because I work for you as a help, or because you thought I’m not from a rich home, my father is an ordinary man unlike your woman’s “Papi”. Is it because I depends on you for survival, I don’t have a say because I’m a nob©dy and Ireti, who’s father is wealthy is far more important and she is not capable of committing such crimes. She can’t steal or hurt a fly. why did you conclude that I stole the aquarium and shoe? I was crying earlier because I hate injustice. I thought you will be wise enough to deferentiate the truth from lies. But you are too gullible Mart…”
I was shock, Sandra actually called me by name.
Ireti took over the action.
” Mart she actually called your name… did you hear what she Just said? this girl have developed wings because she saw that you are not taking her crime up. What a disrespect from a pure criminal. Big thief… you and your b©yfri£ndor your brother, whoever you planed this with will be expo-sed. You people will rot in jail. I will personally make sure of that.
Sandra took few steps at Ireti. There was this strong authority in her voice as she speaks.
” You called him Mart, so why shouldn’t I? I addressed him with “sir” because he was my boss but I’m criminal to him now and before my judgement let me speak out my mind and await my arrest. Talking about arresting my brother or b©yfri£nd… the only man that’s in my life and we are inseparable is Jeff and he is a cop in Canada. We spoke most night when he is not on duty… Jeffrey….
Ireti suddenly hushed her to keep quiet.
” Shush…shush your mouth. Keep quiet there before thun-der strikes you. Who dash you someb©dy in Canada? A common church rat like you. You are a criminal from the slump. Who are you to say you have someb©dy living in abroad. Hahahaha, this girl is damn funny. So ap@rt from stealing you also have grades in lying. You are standing there running your dirty mouth and speaking English, all this will not save you. I will make sure that you are arrested, lock up and the key will be thrown into the sea… let me see how your imaginary cop friend or whoever he is will save you from the fake Canada he reside. Stupid fool like you…I will deal with you until you return all that you stole in this house. If not that my sweetheart st©pped me from ma-king a video eeh, the whole world would have known that you are a criminal. A big tag will be attached to your name and you will be ruined forever…
In the beginning Sandra was crying and looks afraid but suddenly she looked like she was re-ady for a fight and even dares Ireti to carry on her threats. She was unafraid and bold.
Ireti’s f!nger gave her mark on the face, which was obvious now. her clothes was still thorn but she did not care.
Could it be because of her so called b©yfri£ndthat lives in Canada, who happens to be a police guy. I don’t care about who she has because if I decided to take her case up she won’t escape from my hands.
I thought Sandra was a good girl and I almost make the worst mistake of my life by trying to break up with Ireti and declaring my feelings for Sandra. I’m glad I didn’t, I would have regretted it.
Sandra was filled with pretense and I felt worst within myself falling for someb©dy like her emotionally.
I don’t have the heart to watch her get hurt I could have called the police and they will make her confess to where my burgundy shoe is and who she sold my aquarium to but my heart won’t let me hurt her.
” plea-se Leave my house and never smell near here. You are not even Sorry for what you did. You have the gut to challenge me and my woman. I expected you to go on your knees and cry for forgiveness but instead you stand there daring me. Get the hell out of here… employing you was a mistake that I will forever regret because I may not be able to find my aquarium or my treasured shoe again…
I said angrily at Sandra who started walking inside to pick her things. Ireti turned to me.
” Are you going to let her go just like that without arresting her? Mart, do you have a soft sp©t on her or you have sle-pt with her before? Why aren’t you beating her up and breaking her head? Why are you not calling the police to come and pick her up? Why did you st©p me from taking her pictured and videoing her so that I can share on social media? Why Mart… she’s a criminal and deserved to be tortured. You saw how she dares me, talk back at me without fear even pushed me to the ground. Mart you saw everything and you decided to let her go like that… what is wrong with you? You are supposed to beat the truth out of her not let her go scot-free….
I was too tired to reply Ireti. The pain of loosing my shoe was so heavy on my che-st that I felt like smashing everything on sight but I remained seated and pu-ll-ed my head back. Trying to breath to calm my raging heart. I looked over where my aquarium used to be and screamed out. I punched the chair that I was sitting on, trying to suppress my pain that rages like war in my heart.
Sandra c@m£ out with her bags. I watch Ireti rush to her.
Ireti dragged the bag out of her hand, rushed to the door and threw it outside.
Sandra stooped and looked at me with a frown and unexplainable pain in her eyes.
” The truths will never be hidden forever, it will finds its way out someday and I pray that it will be soon. Soon the hidden lies will be expo-sed. God will vindicate me and when that happens don’t come looking for me because I will be gone for good…
Ireti have alre-ady threw almost all of Sandra’s things outside. Calling her names as Sandra walk to the door.
” Pastor Mrs Sandra the gold digger we have heard you… Leave oo. Criminal…thief..ole ooo. Go to your church and give Thanksgiving that Mart decided to let you go after stealing his most treasured property. he didn’t beat you or get you arrested, you walked out free… just go and thank your God but remember everyday is for the thief one day will be for the owner of the house. Bastard Criminal from the slump may thun-der strikes you dead as you leave… nons-en-se….
Sandra walked out and that was the end of her.
Days turned into weeks then month but the pain of everything refused to go.
I was becoming more angry and sad. I threw off the fake shoe. I hate the sight of it. It reminds me of my precious burgundy that I try to forget. I even wanted to ask my uncle in UK to s£nd another burgundy shoe, if possible the same type he s£nt before but on a second thought I did not.
I’m so hurt because of my obse-ssion for the shoe. I just want to forget and move on.
Ireti was more loving than before but after sometimes she told me she wasn’t interested in our relationsh!panymore because I was acting as if I miss Sandra more than my stolen properties and more than everything else.
I pleaded for her to stay and promise to show her more care and love than before. I nee-ded someb©dy around me and I didn’t want Ireti to leave me because of Sandra.
Ireti decided not to be coming over to my place everytime with the excuse of doing something for Papi. I did notcomplain.
I visited my parents before they travelled. I was the one that drove them to the airport and bid them goodbye.
I wish I was traveling with them, maybe with that I will be able to forget everything but I Just chose to stay.
I continued tidying my house whenever I’m free. I refused to employ another help when Ireti urged me to do so.
I don’t have time to cook everytime so I resulted to ordering food or eating in my favourite restaurant. I take my cloths to the dry cleaners and do the little I can.
I missed Sandra’s cooking and the way she carefully cleans my house.
Even though I hate to admit that I truly miss her but sometimes I wish I will come home to meet my food on the dining, my cloths washed, ironed and put carefully away. The house feeling so fresh and smelling so nice. Sandra was good with many things unlike Ireti but Ireti Will never steal from me or hurt me.
Well, so I thought until she c@m£ around one day. While she was in the shower her phone was ringing.
I was closed to it. Ireti usually carry her phone everywhere even to the toilet and I did not really put my mind to it.
I respect people’s privacy and expect the same.
When her phone rang, I looked up from what I was doing on my l@pt©p and saw that Papi was calling her.
I wanted to inform her but she wouldn’t hear me because of the shower noise.
After three miss calls, few moment later a message c@m£ in and it was from Papi.
I looked at it again, blinked severally just to be sure of the name s£nding such message.
I picked up the phone and the message was on the screen because the phone was pas-sworded.
” My fine wine I’m still waiting for your nûd£ s£xy pics tonight. Honey, I wish you are here to grind me ha-rd as usual, I can’t sleep, I nee-d you in my arms”.
That was what I re-ad.
yes, exactly that message c@m£ from Papi.
Isn’t Papi Ireti’s father again? Or I’m I dreaming? What’s going on? Or is there two Papis? I don’t un-derstand, why will “Papi” s£nd such message to my woman. I mean why?
Another message c@m£ in, I took a quic-k peep because I can hear Ireti coming out of the bathroom but I couldn’t see it. The lock screen covered it.
I was shock, real shock and kept thinking to myself.
Ireti c@m£ out of the bathroom and rushed to her phone.
“Oh my gosh. I forgot to take my phone along. oh Papi called me…
I watch her in silent as she tries to unlock her phone with her f!nger print. Only her f!nger print can unlock her phone.
I haven’t taken notice of that except now because I wanted to come to the root of why Papi will s£nd such kind of message to her.
I stayed far from the phone and pretend to be busy with my l@pt©p.
She took the phone back to the bathroom and later c@m£ out after sometimes.
She smiled to me and I returned a fake smile back to her.
The only thing in my head right now is for her to sleep and I will l@ymy hands on her phone to know who Papi really is.
Who could be Papi s£nding such dirty message to Ireti. Is definitely not her father, then who is he?
I bent my head on my l@pt©p and pretend to be busy but my heart was racing with speed.
I’m waiting for a perfect time, when Ireti will be asleep, I want to dig and find out who is really “Papi”
I’m so curious right now.
Episode 12
Ireti c@m£ to me that night but I told her I was very busy with work which I nee-ded to summit the next day.
” What kind of work is more important than me? I would have stayed back with Papi who wanted to take me for shopping instead of coming here. Benefits of being an only daughter and only child, my Papi does everything for me. Mart, will you still give me the money you promise me and also my car, I told you I nee-d to change it. Since I cancelled my shopping spree with Papi just to be with you, Mart, you will refund back the shopping money that Papi supposed to give me. right…?
I usually give money to Ireti every week which I count as nothing because she is my woman and i nee-ded to take care of her.
I sometimes transfer money for both her car maintenance and for shopping. I can’t buy a new car for her now as she’s been requesting. Is not in my budget and is unreasonable to even consider such unnecessary expenses but I will give her the money for shopping if that will make her happy.
But that’s not even what’s heavily seating on my heart.
All I’m after is to get hold of her phone.
Since I know the method of how to unlock it.
Ireti later went to be-d, clinching her phone so close to her.
She was chatting and I kept looking over to know when she will sleep.
I stood and walk to the kitchen. I made some h0t coffee for myself and sat on the dining. Gradually siping it quietly and trying to calm my nerves. The coffee will make me remain awake for most p@rt of the night.
After sometime I returned to the room and Ireti was still awake. Talking and laughing over the phone.
I began to wonder if she knew my plans and decided to remain awake.
I grind my teeth and went back to the sitting room.
I turned on the TV, one of Sandra’s best stations that I have come to enjoy.
A ro-mantic movie was showing, and when it got to the k!ssin p@rt, I began to imagine what Sandra will do
I looked over at where she sits most time and started wishing she was here with me.
I flashed back to the day I k!$$£d her, the test of herl-ips, her soft warm skin, the fierce look in her eyes.
I remembered the day I try to impress her by cooking dinner, I gave her some to test and she smiled and said ” so delicious” l!çk!ng up herl-ips. Her laughter still echoes in my head. It was a beautiful moments.
I wondered where she maybe and what she could be doing at that moment. “is she with Jeff or slee-ping? maybe praying, or even talking over the phone… what could she be doing and where exactly is she?
I don’t know why I can’t seem to forget her. It’s so ha-rd and I don’t really want to forget, I cherished the good moment we shared and wish it was more.
I g@sped out, place my head on the throw pillow and went into a dee-per thought.
” What if Sandra was innocent, what if she was really saying the truth but was unjustly accused? Can Ireti do such a thing…why did Papi s£nt such message to her?
Oh my God… I wish the aquarium was taken and my burgundy shoe was left unt©uçhed. I wish both my aquarium and my shoe had not not disappeared. Everything would have been normal, Sandra wouldn’t be gone, she would have still be here. I will be coming home everyday to her smiling face and delicious aroma. I would have been slee-ping by now and not sitting here with a troubled heart and waiting for Ireti to sleep so that I will know why Papi s£nd her such message.
What if he wanted to s£nd the message to his lover and mistakenly s£nt it to his daughter…to Ireti’s phone.
I was too curious to find out.
My head began to ache. I stood and went back into the room.
Ireti has finally fallen asleep but I did not see her phone.
I scanned round the room but saw nothing.
I gently pushed her to another side of the be-d, I thought she maybe lying down on the phone but it was not there.
I felt so broken, where could it be?
I searched, when I couldn’t find it I f0rç£d myself to sleep.
The following day, the phone was in my mind. I won’t rest until I get to the end of this.
I chose to stay home instead of going to work.
Ireti wanted go back to her place but I told her to stay with the promise to give her more money for shopping.
I ordered different food and drinks, drove out and bought a strong slee-ping drug from a pharmacy.
I added it in the alcohol, the jui-ce and water that she will likely take. She drank the alcohol first, I also took mine in a cu-p and pretend to be drinking it.
Ireti gulped it down and demanded for water to drink and I brou-ght the table water that I mixed with the drug.
I brou-ght it out from the fridge, shake it and poured it into a cu-p. I gave it to her and watch her in silent drank half of the cu-p of water.
She ate and later complained of feeling sleepy.
Ireti went to be-d, all this while I was monitoring her phone.
She threw her phone un-der her pillow case, placed her head on it and sle-pt off.
Now, I know why I couldn’t find the phone the previous night. She usually secures it.
After I was sure the drug has taken full effect and Ireti was in de-ep sleep, I gently moved her head away from the pillow. I re-moved the phone from the pillow case, took her hands and started using her f!nger print.
She shakes, made a sound and change positions.
I started all over again, took every of her f!nger print on the phone. Just the same way I see her do it.
The phone suddenly unlocked. I g@sped out in relief before leaving the room to the parlour. I took a seat, gave another de-ep breath and started digging like an ultimate search.
My target was in finding out who Papi is, so when I opened her phone, I went straight to the message with Papi and it was indeed filled with unbelievable shock.
Dirty messages, her nûd£s, complete n@kedness was usually s£nt to Papi, she even s£nt one yesterday to him while she was in my house, she snapped her n@ked self in my bathroom and s£nt to him.
I c@m£ face to face with a big realisation that Papi is not her dad as she made me believe. Papi is her elderly man friend, he is the main man and I was her side c0ck.
It was like a terrible night mare. so unbelievable.
She took pictures of my aquarium and s£nt to Papi, asking him if he likes it because she planned buying it for his birthday. The foolish Papi was excited and showered her with praises.
I saw my burgundy shoe on his dirty, ugly legs, he even wore it for his birthday. p@rty
I almost screamed out that night, I felt like killing her and killing myself too.
The truth have been staring right back at my face, the truth was so glaring but I was too foolish to know.
I felt crazy and began to laugh like a mad man.
I nee-ded to scream to keep my nerves together.
I screamed and kept screaming, forgetting the time of the night.
that was the only thing I could do to re-leased the anger of not strangling Ireti to death that night.
Musa c@m£ rushing up to the house. He knocked on the door, before going throu-gh the window to talk to me.
I was sitting on the ground, sobbing in silent
” Oga… Oga, Na your shout wake me up from where I dey sleep. I carry my dagger for hand. we-tin dey happened? no fear Oga, anyb©dy wey wan kill you I go Killam first. I be correct soldier, nothing dey happen…I dey here.
I ignored Musa and remain seated, pu-lling at my bears, b!tt!g myl-ips and trying to keep my emotions in order.
I thought of how I humiliated and accused Sandra, I thought of what Ireti did to her and I did nothing. I hate myself even more.
All the memory of Ireti mentioning and admiring my burgundy shoe and aquarium and I never re-ad meaning to all her obse-ssion because I thought her family are rich enough to acquire all that.
She loved my burgundy shoe far more than me and has wanted it long before she took it. She snapped it and made a fake one even after warning me to becareful of ex-posing it much to the public eyes. She Replaced my shoe with the fake one. Ireti was a real criminal and I was indeed gullible as Sandra had said.
Why did I Judge Sandra so harshly, why did I let a good girl go and kept the evil one.
Why… just why did I allow myself to fall victim to such scam.
I couldn’t explain my pain throu-gh words as I cry like a child. I wanted to be a man but tears crowded my eyes and I gave way for it to pour down while still sitting on the ground.
My parents, whom I always wanted to make proud will be so disappointed in me if they were here.
Ireti woke up late the following morning and I was still where I was all throu-gh the night.
The only difference is that I made a call and some men were outside, waiting for her because I asked them to wait until she wakes up.
I wanted to give her time to sleep to her satisfaction because that will be her last in my house.
” Hey Mart, why did I sle-pt off like that? Well, I guess I drank too much alcohol. did you see my phone, whaat…
She saw her phone and rush to it but I held it.
I have alre-ady changed the settings on the phone and it does not require her f!nger print to unlock anymore.
” How dare you take my phone, give me back my phone this minute… you have no right to t©uçh my personal stuff. How did you unlock it? Mart….??
My face was still down I was holding her phone and I guess she was troubled because she doesn’t know how much information I have on her throu-gh her phone.
I swiped her phone to her bewilderment and brou-ght up the picture of my aquarium, also pictures of Papi putting his wrinkled ugly legs in my original burgundy shoe. I opened different pictures of her n@kedness which she usually s£nd to “Papi”. I kept waving it to the air in a funny way without saying a word even though all I wanted was to scream down the roof
I couldn’t even look up at her evil face because I may do and hurt her beyond repair.
” Mart… I’m sorry, I can explain… plea-se, I love you… let me explain. I’m sorry… give me a chance to explain plea-se…
I turned to her with a sarcastic smile and said.
” Alright baby I will, but you will have to explain with a torture in jail until my aquarium is returned back and you must pay dearly for my burgundy shoes because it appears your so called”Papi” loves the shoe and I don’t want it back. You will explain better to the police my pretty Ireti. Oh yeah, The police are actually outside since 5am. Waiting for you to wake up…
I took my phone and called the men in black to come inside because the witch has awakened.
And in no time, three police men filled my house.
Ireti started screaming in fear immediately she saw the police.
” Mart you can’t do this to me, no… you can’t. I thought you said you love me… plea-se my love don’t allow them to take me away. Mart… Martin… plea-se let me explain. I will do anything you want , anything you want me to do I will. plea-se don’t allow them take me away. I’m begging you… plea-se.
She went on her knees and began to cry.
” Don’t cry yet. Reserve the tears for your upcoming torture. Ireti, you will have alot of crying to do, so reserve your plead and tears for that time to come. this is not the time for it baby. I will also love to meet this “Papi” of yours and truly know why…I mean why you did this to me. Ireti, You c@m£ for the wrong meat and the born will hook in your throat for a very long time. I will personally makes sure of that.
I turned to the police
” plea-se take her away. do whatever you want with her but I want my aquarium back and she must pay for my burgundy shoe that she gift out to her Papi. Everything she has must be ceased, her Papi must be arrested because he is an accomplice. Let me know if you will be nee-ding anything because I’m on this case for real…
Ireti, the drama queen started rolling on the ground tearing up her clothes. She was shouting and preventing the men from arresting her.
I went inside gr@bb£d another clothes and threw at her.
If after she finish tearing up the cloth on her she will see another one to cover her cheap n@kedness. I was kind enough to give her a spare cloth. She will be nee-ding it anyway.
They pinned her struggling b©dy down on the ground as she tries to resist arrest.
I watched as they handcuffed her and whisked her away.
She kept screaming, crying loudly and kept pleading but this was the beginning of hell for Ireti.
Ireti messed up my life and did not only shatter my emotions and stole from me, she also made me to hurt the only girl I cherished so much.
I don’t even know where Sandra is or how to find her.
Her number isn’t going.
I’m going crazy here.
Ireti finished me up. Her hurt eat de-ep into me and I began to wish is all a bad dream.
If Ireti stabbe-d me openly I would have seen my physical wounds and sort ways to nurse it.
But this wound is internal and I don’t know if I will ever recover from this hurt and pain that have come to take a dwelling in my heart.
I don’t know if I will ever get over it all.
TBC