#MY_INSTANT_MIRACLE_2
Sir Zach.
EPISODE 12
“Wow! I guess once a cheat is always a cheat!” Wumi exclaimed in amazement when Eric finished telling her about his conversation with their parents earlier on, “So you think the Kingsley guy is the guy you fought with at the club?” Wumi deduced.
“It makes sense, doesn’t it? I heard he was asking questions about me after that incident. So I suppose he hooked up with Amaka to get at me. Let’s just wait for him to get here,” Eric said as he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
“And if it is true that he connived with Amaka what are you going to do?” Wumi asked him thoughtfully.
“Let’s just wait and see.”
“What about Kim? She is very mad at you, I guess?” Wumi asked in concern. She had called him again while he was at the club with Kimberly last night, and he had told her what was going on.
“I haven’t seen her this morning. I guess she needs me out of her face, so I will just do what I need to do,” Eric said as his thoughts drifted to last night.
Prisca had given him the other car key and he had hurried after Kimberly as she drove down to the club. He had been scared that she might end up doing something silly to herself so he had watched her from the distance just to make sure she was safe. He had been on the phone talking with Wumi while keeping his eyes on Kimberly, and he had watched as the guy had walked up to her. A part of him had expected her to leave with the guy, but he had been more than relieved when she stood up to leave. And then he had been pissed when he noticed the guy holding her roughly. That was when he dropped the call with Wumi and decided to step in. After that, he had watched her as she danced and kept drinking until she became very drunk. And then she had done something unexpected. He watched her as she looked around the club as though she was searching for him, and when her eyes finally met his, she started crying and raised both hands to cover her face. That was when he decided that it was time to take her home, so he slowly made his way towards her while not taking his eyes away from her.
“Hello, beautiful! Why are you crying?” Eric heard a male voice ask her.
“Don’t worry about her,” Eric said as he wrapped his arms possessively around Kimberly, “I’m very sorry I hurt you, babe. I didn’t mean to. But can we just leave now?” Eric pleaded in Kimberly’s ears as she kept sobbing.
When she didn’t say anything, he lifted her in his arms and carried her out of the club. When they got outside she raised her teary eyes to look into his face, “I don’t want to see you or be close to you,” She said with a sniffle as she tried to get out of his arms, so he gently set her down. Although she wasn’t very steady on her feet, she raised a hand to stop him, when he tried to grab her and keep her from falling.
Although it hurt him, he understood. After all, Chuka had warned him before he did what he did, “Okay. I will stay out of your sight until you can stand looking at me again. But you can’t drive in this state, can I at least take you home?” Eric pleaded.
Kimberly shook her head, “I’ll just get a bolt ride,” she said as she turned away from him, and leaned on the car for support before taking out her phone from her purse.
“This is my car,” She observed as she took a closer look at the car before turning to look at Eric, “Why are you still driving my car when you have more expensive cars parked in your house? Why are you still in my life anyway? You’ve not had enough fun at my expense?” She asked with a snort as she returned her attention to her phone and ordered the ride.
Eric said nothing as he watched her. He knew he deserved whatever she said to him. He waited until the bolt car arrived and he watched as she got into the car, “I’ll be driving behind you, so be careful,” Eric told the driver before getting into the other car. After they safely arrived at the house, he took the other car key from Kimberly as Prisca led her inside the house, and then returned with the bolt driver to the club so he could bring the other car home. By the time he returned home, Kimberly was asleep, but Prisca was waiting for him.
“We should talk,” Prisca suggested.
Eric looked at her, and was going to decline, but decided against it. Prisca was someone he needed on his side after all, “Okay,” he said with a nod as he joined her in the living room.
“I don’t know what happened or why you decided to pretend to be who you are not. But having your friend make advances at Kimberly is totally unacceptable!” Prisca started.
“I expected you to understand Kimberly enough to protect her from things like this, not throw her into such temptations. What if she had slept with him?” Prisca asked with a frown of disapproval.
“We were all hoping she wouldn’t fall,” Eric said weakly.
“And what if she had?” Prisca repeated.
“He would have stopped. He wouldn’t have gone ahead with it,” Eric said.
“Can you hear yourself? And how would you expect her to feel after that? How do you think she will feel? You toyed with her emotions and that is unforgivable!” Prisca hissed angrily.
“You’re right. I was wrong. There is no excuse for what I did. I was selfish. I was too scared of getting hurt, but I ended up hurting her in the process. I’m sorry,” Eric said with a weary sigh as he rubbed his temple where a headache was beginning to throb.
“So what are you going to do now?” Prisca asked wearily when she saw how upset and tired he was too.
“I don’t know. I don’t even know how to face her if she gives me the chance to explain things to her. I love her Prisca. I really do. And I’m sorry I hurt her. I just really wanted to know that regardless of her situation she would at least hesitate to cheat on me. Maybe I’m just an insecure person, but after my first relationship, I’ve been unable to start another relationship with anyone else until I met Kimberly. I was scared, especially when she said she wasn’t a believer in the whole marriage thing. It’s not an excuse, I know,” Eric said with a shaky sigh which made Prisca feel sorry for him.
“You do love her?” Prisca asked reluctantly.
“More than either of you can imagine,” he assured her.
“And you didn’t approach her because her stepmother is your ex?” Prisca asked.
“I’m not that sort of person. As a matter of fact, if I had known that the first day Kimberly approached me, I would never have agreed to meet her again,” Eric said without taking his eyes away from Prisca.
“I don’t know why I believe you, but I do. I will talk to Kim and convince her to hear you out. You planned on taking her out tomorrow, right?” Prisca asked.
“Yeah. I wanted to take her to somewhere nice where I could tell her the truth,” Eric explained.
“So why did you tell her tonight?” She asked in confusion.
“I don’t know. I just felt like she might find out before I get the chance to tell her, so I guess I wanted it to be from me,” Eric explained.
“I see. I will come up with a way for her to meet you tomorrow. Don’t worry too much,” Prisca said with a reassuring smile. Although she didn’t like what he had done, knowing he genuinely loved Kimberly and cared for her was enough reason to forgive him.
“If you speak with her and she insists on not seeing me, then don’t worry about it. I’ll just have to stay away from her until she can look me in the face again,” Eric said in defeat.
“Don’t tell me you’re giving up already?” Prisca asked with a frown.
“I’m not. But I don’t want things to be difficult for her. It’s bad enough that I hurt her this way, I don’t want her to be uncomfortable too,” Eric explained.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it,” Prisca assured him confidently.
Eric sighed as he returned his attention to Wumi, “Yeah, she is still mad, and she has every right to be.”
“Why don’t I meet with her? I’m sure she is mad at me too,” Wumi said with a wince.
“Do whatever you want to do,” Eric said indifferently.
“Isn’t that Kimberly?” Wumi asked when she sighted Kimberly walking towards the police station. She was dressed in ripped jean trousers, a gray polo top, and a pink tennis hat which matched her pam slippers
Eric quickly sat up and turned to look in the direction Wumi was pointing, and he caught a glimpse of Kimberly before she walked inside the station, “Yes, that’s Kim,” Eric said, with a nod.
“I should go and say hello to her,” Wumi said as she reached for the door handle, “You’re not going to come with me?” She asked when Eric made no move to get out of the car.
“No. I’ll just stay back,” Eric said as he relaxed in his seat and kept his eyes on the road.
“Okay then,” Wumi said before getting out of the car. Wumi was dressed in a short jean skirt which stopped slightly above her knee, and a black button-down short-sleeve shirt. On her feet, she was wearing red-colored Pam slippers.
Wumi took in a deep breath before stepping inside the police station. She saw Kimberly talking with the policeman at the counter, “Kimberly,” she called cautiously, expecting Kimberly to snap her head off the next minute.
Kimberly turned to look at her, and although she didn’t have the usual smile on her face which she always had for her, she didn’t look mad either, “Hi!” Kimberly said stiffly.
“Can we talk for a moment?” Wumi asked, looking at her apologetically.
“I nuh fit dey repeat one thing two times, so go talk to your sister-in-law. She go tell you wetin we tell she and your husband (I can’t repeat everything to you again, so speak with your sister-in-law, she will relay the details of our conversation to you),” the policeman advised.
Kimberly sighed before giving him a nod, “Let’s talk outside,” she said before leading the way out of the station.
“I’m very sorry I lied to you. I meant no harm. I approached you only because I wanted to know the lady my brother was in love with,” Wumi rushed to explain before Kimberly could say anything.
“What did the policeman say?” Kimberly asked, ignoring everything Wumi had just said.
“Please Kim,” Wumi pleaded.
“Are you going to tell me or not?” Kimberly asked in a dull tone.
Wumi sighed in resignation, “He said the men insisted they don’t know the reason they were asked to do that to you. One Kingsley guy approached one of them and gave him the job. He paid them generously, and promised to pay them even more if they did a good job,” Wumi explained.
“One of the guys, he said his name was Kingsley,” Kimberly said thoughtfully.
“They all told you fake names. Those aren’t their real names,” Wumi explained.
“I see. So do they know where this Kingsley lives?” Kimberly asked hopefully.
“No, they don’t. But the police made one of the men give Kingsley a call to tell him they had done the job and needed the balance of their money before posting the video clip online. So he asked them to meet him somewhere. The police went with the man, that way they would apprehend Kingsley,” Wumi explained.
Kimberly sighed, “I suppose I should thank you. If you hadn’t shown up when you did yesterday I would have been in a pretty awkward situation by now,” Kimberly said with a solemn expression, and then paused when something else occurred to her, “You weren’t just passing by that road by chance, were you?” She asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
Wumi winced as she shook her head, “I’m sorry I lied. Eric asked me to keep an eye on you and make sure you were safe, so I was following you. I didn’t go into the hotel with you initially because I thought Prisca was inside, but when you said you were alone I had to join you,” Wumi explained.
He had asked her not to eat or drink anything and had also asked his sister to look after her, why? “He thought I was in danger?” Kimberly asked before she could stop herself.
“Well, when he knew Amaka was the one who told you about the job, he felt Amaka was up to something. He couldn’t explain to you why he would think so, since that would mean telling you about his relationship with Amaka and also who he was,” Wumi explained, and Kimberly nodded in understanding.
“Why are you still here though?” Kimberly asked.
“We are waiting for them to bring Kingsley in.”
“We?” Kimberly asked, her heart skipping a beat at the thought that Eric was somewhere around there.
“Yeah. Eric is over there in the car,” Wumi explained, pointing in the direction of the car, and it was all Kimberly could do not to look at where she was pointing.
“Oh! Okay,” She said scratching the back of her head. She just wasn’t comfortable with the thought that Eric was in his car watching her.
“Kim, really Eric didn’t mean to lie to you,” Wumi pleaded.
“I’ll just wait in my car,” Kimberly said and walked away before Wumi could say anything else.
Kimberly watched as Eric got out of his car and headed for the police station immediately the police Hilux van pulled up in front of the station. She got out of her car too, since this whole thing was about her, and she needed to be there and get the information herself rather than ask Wumi any questions.
She tried not to look at Eric as they all stood in front of the police station as they waited for the criminals to be brought out of the van. Kimberly gasped in surprise when she recognized the Kingsley guy. Although his face was swollen and bruised like he had been beaten, she could see the hatred and anger in his eyes as he glared at her
“My fren move! Idiot!” One of the policemen yelled at him and used his baton to hit his head. Kingsley yelped in pain and raised his cuffed hand to his head protectively as he walked into the station, while the other policeman led the guy who had lied that his name was Kingsley.
They all trooped into the station behind them, “Madam do you know this bastard?” One of the policemen asked Kimberly curiously.
“Not personally. We had a little issue at the club the other night,” Kimberly said before turning to look at Eric, hoping he would step in and help her explain the situation. Now that she knew who he was, he seemed like a completely different person to her. And she could tell his presence there had a lot to do with why the policemen were actively doing their job like this.
“What issue?” Another policeman asked.
Eric cleared his throat to get their attention, and naturally, everyone turned to look at him, “He made advances at my wife, and tried forcing himself on her, so I stepped in and I handled things by putting him in his place,” Eric said matter of factly.
“Wait, is this about that video that was going viral on Saturday?” The only policewoman who was seated by the counter, asked as she looked at them all with interest, “No wonder you all look familiar,” she said with a smile at Eric, and then glared at Kingsley.
“So because the man say make you nuh touch him wife you come plan this kind thing for her? (So because the man refused to let you violate his wife, you decided to set her up?)” One of the police guys asked rudely.
As they were talking the phone of one of the policemen rang and he quickly picked it up and moved to the side, but not before they heard him refer to the person at the other end of the line as “oga”. Soon he returned and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, “Make una go, we go take care of this criminal,” he said to them, making Eric raise a questioning brow since he could guess what had just happened.
He hated to use his name to instill fear in people, but he wasn’t going to hesitate in using it this time, “Hey! Look here,” he said in a cold and arrogant tone which surprised Kimberly.
“Do you know who I am? Maybe I didn’t introduce myself to you properly. I am Eric Tunde Obasan. The only son of Chief Obasan, and my wife here is Kimberly Abamba, the daughter of senator Abamba! I don’t care who called you right now, but you’re going to call them back and tell them that this young man here isn’t leaving here. He is going to be prosecuted, whether any of you like it or not!” Eric snapped angrily startling every one of them.
“This is our job, we just said go, we will handle it,” Another policeman said, trying to cover-up for his colleague.
“You are Chief Obasan’s son?” Kingsley who had been about to gloat, asked in horror as he looked at Eric. That bitch hadn’t mentioned anything about Kimberly’s husband being from such a wealthy home, so what was this? As a matter of fact, she had said he was a nobody who wanted to climb to the top using Kimberly. Had she tricked him?
“You shut up!” The first policeman said as he used his cap to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He was feeling very nervous now. Who was he to listen to? His superior who had just asked him to release the senior policeman’s son, or chief Obasan’s son?
“I should probably call aunty,” Wumi who had been quiet the whole time said when she saw the indecisiveness on his face. She took out her phone and dialed their Aunty’s number, while Kimberly watched them nervously. Honestly, if she had been alone here she would have left the moment the policeman asked them to leave. But seeing how both Wumi and Eric weren’t ready to leave, she decided to stand her ground too.
“Hey! Don’t call anybody if you don’t want us to…”
“To what? I dare you to stop her or touch her,” Eric said in a challenging tone.
“Good morning Aunty… Yes, we are at the station right now, and they are trying to get us to leave so they can release the culprits… Okay, aunty, we are waiting,” Wumi said before hanging up.
“She said she is coming,” Wumi whispered to Eric before crossing both hands in front of her as though daring the officers to do anything stupid.
“Okay, let’s stay outside while we wait for her,” Eric suggested and turned to leave, but his eyes met Kimberly’s eyes instead.
“Let’s talk outside,” Kimberly said coolly as she walked outside.
“I need to ask him if my… If Amaka is involved in any of this,” Kimberly said the moment they got outside. Both Wumi and Eric noticed that she didn’t bother to look at either of them as she spoke.
“Yes, she is,” Eric said confidently.
“How can you be so sure? Don’t use your bitterness towards her as a yardstick to…” She stopped talking when Eric handed her his phone, and her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the picture of Amaka walking in and out of a hotel with Kingsley. Tears gathered in her eyes, as she finally had to admit to herself that her father’s wife had tried to hurt her this way. She blinked off the tears as she returned the phone to Eric and squared her shoulder.
“Let them go,” Kimberly said, surprising both Eric and Wumi.
“What?” They asked in unison.
“You heard me. Let them go. I appreciate your help, but things would become messy if the police should probe in further and find out my stepmother was involved in this. It could cause serious problems for my father’s political ambition. He loves her and this could really hurt him too. I’m not sure I want him to know about any of this. So just let them go. I will resolve my issues with Amaka myself,” Kimberly said and walked away before either Eric or Wumi could say anything else.
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What do you think about Kim decision?
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