??Love and betrayal ??
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??Episode 01??
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From U.S Bah ❤✌?
EFFE KEDEM HOLLISON pulls down
the zi-pper at the side of her black
skirt, and pulls it down her
smooth hips. She steps out of the
skirt with a smile on her face. She
quickly unbu-ttons her pink shirt
and pulls it off her shoulders. She
unho-oks her Br@ and drops it on
the floor and smiles.
She is now wearing only see-
throu-ghblack pa-nties that
accentuates her breathtaking
figure. She walks silently towards
the closed door at the end of the
office. She slowly opens the door
and steps inside with a
mischievous smile on her
beautiful face. The room is dark
and so she fumbles for the
switch on the wall and turns on
the light.
There is a bed in the room. On
the bed is her husband, STEVE
HOLLISON, and he is totally Na-led
except for his black socks. Lying
in front of him is ELAINE OPOKU,
Effe’s cousin. She is also Na-led,
and she is lying on her side
because she is heavily pregnant.
Steve is lying behind Elaine and
ki-ssing her ne-ck, his left hand
gently Ca-ressing Elaine’s left b—-t
as he moves gently behind her in
their Love-making. Elaine’s left leg
is thrown across Steve’s thi-gh,
giving him easier Thr-usts. She is
M0-ning and as she lifts her
head to receive his lust-ful ki-ss,
the light comes on. They both
look towards the door. On Steve’s
face is a look of complete shock
and horror.
EFFE
(in a horrified voice)
Steve…
She feels faint, and her legs
cannot support her. She tries to
hold the door for support but
she can’t hold it, and she falls
down to her knees.
STEVE
(shocked, horrified and afraid)
Effe, Jesus, oh no!
ELAINE
Oh, dear Lord…Effe!
Effe is trying to get to her feet.
The room is spinning; her heart
is tearing apart with great pain.
She crawls from the room into
the office. She is crying bitterly
now. Her agony is so great that
she can’t breathe, but the tears
fall down her face thickly, in
torrents. Phlegm pour out her
nose and mouth. She crashes
into her husband’s hu-ge desk.
She grabs the desk and pulls
herself to her feet. She bends and
picks up her skirt and shirt. She
stumbles towards the door, and
now she is wailing
uncontrollably. She flees blindly to
the main door and pulls it open.
She is now in a well-lit corridor.
She clutches the wall and runs in
her ba-re feet towards the far end
of the corridor. The office door
opens and Steve appears in the
corridor.
STEVE
Effe! Please Effe! Stop, honey, oh
please stop! EFFE!!! STOP
DARLING!!!
Effe is trembling as the tears fall
down her cheeks in floods.
Behind her Steve is running ha-rd
to catch up with her. She reaches
the lift. She pushes the bu-tton.
The double metal doors slide
open and she almost falls inside.
She punches the ground floor
bu-tton desperately. The doors
begin to slide close.
STEVE
(running ha-rder and shouting)
EFFE!! PLEASE!!! WAIT, EFFE,
HONEY, PLEEAas-sE!!!
Effe drops to her knees and
clutches her heart. Throu-ghher
tears she sees her husband
trying to stick his arm throu-gh
the lift doors to keep them open,
but the doors close, and the lift
heads down. She struggles into
her skirt and zi-ps it. She sli-ps into
her shirt and bu-ttons it quickly.
The lift dings as it reaches the
ground floor. The door swings
open.
Effe steps out into the main
reception area of the EDEN
HOSPITAL. A white man in a
doctor’s tunic with a stethoscope
around his ne-ck is approaching.
He is 50 years old, and he has
thick iron-grey hair. His name is
RUPERT HENDERSON, a South
African, and a Paediatrician at the
hospital. He takes a look at Effe
and his face expresses his shock.
RUPERT
(shocked)
Mrs. Hollison! What’s wrong? Are
you okay?
He tries to hold her but Effe runs
past him towards the main glas-s
doors. She pushes them open
and crashes into an Orderly who
is pushing a wheelchair. Effe falls
to the floor, and feels a sharp
pain in her right thi-gh.
ORDERLY
(in a contrite voice)
Oh, Jeez, Dr. Effe, I’m really sorry,
didn’t see you coming! I’m sorry.
The orderly tries to help her up,
but Effe gets up and starts to run
blindly, crying in agony. She runs
into the street. It is very late and
only a few cars are around. The
glas-s doors swing open behind
her and Steve appears. He looks
both ways and sees his wife
running ha-rd towards the traffic
lights on his right.
STEVE
Effe! Oh, sweetheart, darling,
please stop!!
EFFE
(crying, breathless, almost falling)
Go away, Steve, just go away!
The traffic light turns red, and a
taxi pas-ses her and stops at the
red light. She can hear Steve
almost on top of her now. She
can’t breathe well. She is
breathless. She turns and opens
the back door of the taxi and
gets in. The taxi driver turns and
looks at her with surprise.
TAXI DRIVER
(surprised)
Hey!
EFFE
(breathless and speaking in
gasps)
Please take me from here, don’t
let him come near me.
TAXI DRIVER
I beg, madam, but I close.
EFFE
Please take me just away from
here, anywhere!
I’ll pay you whatever you want.
Please!
The door opens, and Steve
reaches inside and grabs Effe’s
arm. She screams and hits his
hand, but he drags her out
forcibly.
STEVE
Stop this, honey, let’s talk about
this!
EFFE
(screaming and struggling)
LEAVE ME ALOONE!!! LEAVE ME
STEVE!! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
STEVE
Stop it, honey, just stop it!
Effe pulls free of Steve and falls
down. Steve tries to grab her
again. The taxi driver is out now,
and as Effe tries to get to her feet
she notices that the taxi driver is
tall and well-built and has
dreadlocks and a thick beard.
The taxi driver pushes Steve
away from Effe, and Steve totters
backwards.
TAXI DRIVER
(in an angry voice)
Hey, paddy, the lady say make
you leave am alone, you no hear?
Steve gains his balance and sticks
a finger angrily at the taxi driver.
STEVE
You better get outta here, you
douche bag, before I kill you!
Effe gets to her feet and dashes
for the open door of the taxi. Her
husband tries to cut her off, but
the taxi driver pushes him back.
Steve steps forward and
suddenly he swings a blow at the
taxi driver. The blow rocks the
driver’s chin ha-rd, but he grins
and spits out blood.
TAXI DRIVER
You dey hit like a nun. I go show
you how to hit like a toff, Mr.
Man!
The driver hits Steve, and he
crashes ha-rd unto the street.
Steve tries to get up, and the taxi
driver moves towards him with
his fist drawn back to hit him
again.
EFFE
(alarmed)
Stop it! That’s enough. Don’t hurt
him, please.
The taxi driver turns to her, and
he looks surprised.
TAXI DRIVER
(looking puzzled)
But Madam, this madman be
dangerous o! Look how he
attack you and me.
EFFE
(in a sharp voice)
Leave him alone, I said. He’s not a
madman!
TAXI DRIVER
Not mad? But he be Na-led? You
no dey see sey he dey wear only
socks?
EFFE
He’s my husband.
The taxi driver looks at her, then
he looks at the dazed Steve who
has blood running down his
nose from the blow, and is trying
to get to his feet. He looks
confused.
TAXI DRIVER
Your husbie? Na-led on the
streets?
Charlie, e ha-rd o!
Effe enters the taxi and the driver
slams the door. Steve tries to get
up.
TAXI DRIVER
Mister, you know sey you be
Na-led?
Steve gets to his knees and looks
down, and realizes that he is still
Na-led, and that the few people
around are looking at him. The
taxi driver shakes his head and
then he takes off his big shirt
and drops it on the ground
beside Steve. He goes round the
taxi and enters, and then he
drives away. Steve picks the shirt
and wraps it around his wai-st to
cover his Na-ledness, and he
stands like that gazing after the
taxi.
Effe starts to shiver as the taxi
moves. She closes her eyes ti-ghtly
as she relives the sight of her
Na-led husband lying behind her
pregnant cousin.
Her jaw clenches ti-ghtly, and she
wraps her arms ti-ghtly around
her stomach. Her face is awash
with terrible pain.
TAXI DRIVER
Where you wan go, lady? Make I
take you to the police station?
Effe does not even hear him. She
leans back in the seat and begins
to weep bitterly again. Her body
trembles violently as she cries her
heart out. The taxi driver turns
round and looks at her. He starts
to speak, but he closes his mouth
again. After a while he sees a bus
stop and pulls over. He kills the
engine and then he leans
forward and takes the box of
tissue off the dashboard, and
wordlessly drops it beside her.
She takes out some of the tissues
and blows her nose, and even
though she remains silent, the
tears still continue to fall down
her cheeks. He turns and speaks
gently.
TAXI DRIVER
Madam, ebe almost midnight. I
for go home and rest. Please
where make I take you?
EFFE
(speaks softly)
Just shut up, for a second, please,
would you?
He turns away again and shakes
his head. He fumbles for a
cigarette and puts it in his
mouth. He pulls out the car
cigarette lighter.
EFFE
(sofly again)
Don’t.
TAXI DRIVER
W-etin?
EFFE
Don’t smoke inside the car,
please. I can’t stand the smoke.
The taxi driver’s teeth clenches
ha-rd. He slowly lights his
cigarette, then he pushes the
lighter back into its slot. He
opens the car door and steps
out. It is very cold outside. He
looks at his watch. It is thirty
minutes to midnight. He smokes
in silence for a while, taking his
time.
He looks at his watch again. It is
fifteen minutes to midnight. He
drops the bu-tt of the cigarette
and steps on it. No cars are
pas-sing, and there is nobody
around. He opens the back door.
The woman is lying on the seat.
TAXI DRIVER
Madam, you be okay now? Where
make I take you?
She does not answer. He starts to
speak again, and realizes that
she is asleep. He sighs heavily
and shakes his head. He walks to
the back of the car and opens
the boot. He rummages throu-gh
a box in there and takes out a
folded sheet. He closes the boot
and goes back to the car. He
spreads the sheet over her. He
goes back to his seat behind the
wheel and looks at his watch
again. It is midnight. He sighs
again.
TAXI DRIVER
Oh Charlie, e ha-rd o.
To be continue
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