House of secrets finale

House Of Secrets🏘️
Final Episode
‘Yes Madam’ I swallowed ha-rd , it would take a miracle for me to
stay alive.
‘What is this? Are you crazy’? Romeo was terrified.
‘Mum? What are you doing? You think you can kill us all and bury
us in the garden’? Rose went wild with curses.
‘Shut up you little Bytch, I am not your mother, I couldn’t have
birthed you, you’re sick, your father too’ Helen dropped the
c@m£ra on the table and pointed the gun at Romeo.
‘Pl@yit, and I want pin drop silence, come this way Ajunwa’ she
ordered me and left for the door.
‘Helen you don’t have to do this…’ the pastor wondered what had
come over his wife.
She didn’t say a word, Romeo obeyed and pla-yed the video.
‘Mum…I can explain’ Rose was shocked, I could see it on her face.
‘Helen, plea-se, it was the devil’ the pastor fell on his knees.
‘the devil? Funny’ she laughed.
‘So you were Bleeping your own daughter, how nice is that? You
connived with her to destroy me, you told Romeo I was the one
who’d killed Grace and I should be shamed, after everything I did
for you Rose, why?’ Helen’s voice cracked.
‘Mum, I’m so sorry, plea-se forgive me’ she cried.
‘When did it start’? Helen wiped her face.
‘I am sorry Helen, this is all my fault, I f0rç£d myself on her’ The
pastor crawled near her.
‘No dad, let’s tell her the truth, that we love each other, no one
would fathom this but it is real. Mum, I know you wouldn’t kill
me, I’m your daughter, all I ask is for forgiveness’ Rose begged.
‘My daughter? Sorry Rose,I would put a bullet throu-gh you, and I
wouldn’t feel a thing’ Helen replied and pu-ll-ed the trigger, without
hesitation, Rose l@ydead.
‘Jesus!’ we all screamed, this woman was crazy.
‘Shut up you all, now let the dinner begin’ Helen wiped her face
and pu-ll-ed a chair.
‘So you set me up”? Romeo laughed.
‘Call it whatever you want, but you’re dying tonight and I am
burying you un-derneath my roses’ Helen smiled.
I watched as the pastor wept aside his daughter.
‘Helen, I would never forgive you for this, you killed our only
daughter’ he cried.
‘Oh shut up and st©p acting the saint, and by the way, you killed
her, I wore gloves remember? So it’s your f!ngerprints the police
would see when they come’ Helen laughed.
‘What are you talking about’? Pastor Ita wondered.
‘Well, let’s say, you t©uçhed the gun while you were asleep, I kind
of pressed your palms to it, so start weeping for yourself,
because I would ensure you end up behind bars for the murder
of our daughter’ Helen exhaled and faced Romeo whose face was
a cloud of fear, shock and disgust.
‘So Romeo, how much shall I pay you? You are the cause of
everything, why didn’t you keep your nosy self out of my family
business? You threatened me with those lame messages, now it’s
time to end you, any last words’? he asked.
‘If you kill me, you’ll die too’ he sounded confident.
‘Why is that’? Helen raised a brow.
‘Oliver and his boys have surrounded the building,they would kill
you if I don’t come out alive’ he said.
‘How stupid, now Ajunwa, tell him about our little plan’ she
pointed the gun at me.
‘Grace? What is going on here? and why does she call you that’
Romeo asked.
‘I’m sorry Romeo, I am not Grace, just a look alike and Oliver is
working with us’ I explained.
‘Oh my God, Helen, plea-se don’t kill me, I promise to stay off your
family, plea-se’ he begged, so Oliver had betrayed him?
‘No, too late, next time you come into this world, just choose a
better occu-pation, don’t be a snitch or a blogger, you could be like
me, a rose gardener’ Helen smiled and pu-ll-ed the trigger.
‘No’ her husband screamed. I couldn’t, it was so easy for this
woman to shoot people, I knew I could die any minute, so I
started reciting prayers.
‘Shut your mouth you dirty bastard, else you’ll join them’ anger
flashed her eyes.
‘Just kill me, I accept, take this pain away,, you monster’ the man
‘No, death is too easy for you’ Helen sm-irked, he deserved to live
without his precious daughter.
‘plea-se don’t kill me’ it was my turn to beg her.
‘No, I’m not killing you, your job is to bury these bodies in the
garden, now get to work, let me deal with Oliver’ she gave her
orders carefully and I obliged, I had no option, clearly, Helen Ita
was a psycho.
Coincidentally, Oliver stepped into the house as I moved over
Romeo’s b©dy.
‘Oliver’ she drawled his name, but he ignored her, he scanned the
bodies on the ground in disgust and before one could say Jack
Robinson he pu-ll-ed out a gun at Helen.
‘Oliver’? I fixed my eyes on him, what was he doing?
‘I’m sorry I have to do this Helen, but it’s the only way to have
my freedom, If I let you live, you may blackmail me in future, so
goodbye’ He was about to pu-ll the trigger when we heard
gunsh0ts outside.
‘You’re surrounded by the Police, everyone step out with your
hands on your head’ the police radio echoed and we all froze.
It seemed like the world had st©pped. Oliver pointed the gun at
Helen and Helen Pointed hers at him, while the Pastor wi-de-ned his
mouth in shock.
‘Did you snitch on me’? Helen asked weakly, she hadn’t expected
the police.
‘Let’s go outside’ Oliver lowered his gun and placed his hands on
his head and we all followed suit.
‘There she is, plea-se don’t hurt her, she is innocent’ Mark pointed
at me.
‘Mark? What is going on here? what are the police doing here’?
Helen was stunned to see him with them.
‘All of you must remain silent, anything you say or do may be
used against you in the court of law’ a police man barked and I
watched in sheer horror as they were handcuffed, one by one.
‘Mark what did you do’? Helen asked.
‘Something that was necessary, you, dad and Rose killed Grace
and buried her in the garden, you killed Nelson too, even when I
R@p£d all those girls, you did nothing to correct me, I left to think
about my life and I realized I have a mental disorder, and I had to
see my thera-pist who encouraged me to report you all to the
police, luckily I found dad here too, a pastor who is a murderer. I
am not sorry Mum, I don’t regret this, as I would be joining you
guys too for as-saulting women’ Mark sneered at them. He had
decided to report himself at the police station, maybe that could
absolve the guilt he felt for hurting Ajunwa.
‘Where’s Rose’? Mark asked me.
‘Two dead bodies’ a police man shouted from the house.
‘Who killed her’? he asked.
‘Your mother, Helen’ I replied.
I was stunned that Mark could offer himself to be arrested just to
show he was remorseful about what he’d done. I had forgiven
him and told him his actions were unnecessary but he was hell
bent on being punished so I left him.
There had never been such a scandal in Nigeria such as the Ita
family scandal, not even Miss Anambr@’s cu¢v-mber saga could
beat it, theirs was on a higher level. How could a Pastor sleep with
his own daughter?
‘How could my Uncle sleep with his own daughter’? Joy dropped
the newspaper in disgust.
‘If you ask me, na who I go ask’? I replied.
‘I’m just glad you c@m£ out of all these alive, Grace wasn’t that
lucky, Nelson too’ Joy sighed.
She was as shocked as many Nigerians to discover the dark side
of a man they all looked up to, his wife was an icon to many but
they both were s£ntenced to life imprisonment.
‘It was really a house of secrets’ I was glad I had made it home.
Grace had died, Nelson followed, then Rose and Romeo, I was
just lucky.
‘No, it is a house of monsters’ Joy said and we bur-st out laughing.
This got me thinking, do you know your house? Is it a house of
secrets? Or monsters? Are there just roses in your garden? Or
something dark waiting to escape? Show me your house….