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[Girls do crazy things things and these girls are the craziest of them all??]
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Note: 18+ ? adult contents ❌ not for re-aders un-der the age of 18
Episode_Sixteen
Priscilla’s POV:
” Get out of my house!” Frank yelled at me as I la-id on the be-d in my lingerie and a book in my hands.
I glanced at him over the book. ” And why would I do that? Weren’t you the one who told me to stay with you, give you S-x and make your meals?”
” I never said you should pack your things and live with me,” he snapped. ” I don’t want you in my house, get out.”
” I’m surprised at you, Frank,” I said, visibly angry. ” I’ve been here for sometime now and yet you still haven’t t©uçhed me nor eaten my food. What’s wrong? Are you tired of me alre-ady?”
” I don’t trust you, that’s why.”
I laughed. ” Frank, you do know how to crack a girls ribs. First you were demanding and now, you’re compromising. Well, here’s a news flash for you. I’m not going anywhere and not you nor your cult boys can do anything about it.”
” Don’t push me to the wall, Priscilla,” Frank threatened. ” I can still kill you, you know that right?”
I stood up and walked undeterred to him. I stood before him and stared eyeba-lls to eyeba-lls with him. ” Do your worse, Frank.”
He was surprised. He saw no fear in my eyes. It made him seemed weak and helpless.
I hid a smile. I was smart to hide his gun before he c@m£ into the room last night. Frank was nothing without that gun. On a hand to hand combat, I was sure I can take a chance at Frank despite the fact that I was a lady and he was a man.
His eyes wandered over to the wardrobe where he normally kept his gun but it was no longer there. I was wise to have hidden all forms of weapons in the house. Both guns, knives and any dangerous objects. Indeed I had planned everything out well.
He looked away from me. He was smart to know he could do anything so long as he had no gun on him.
” Alright,” he sighed, pointing to the door. ” But can you at least give me the keys to the door? We’ve been indoors since morning.”
I sneered at him and walked towards my be-d, picking my book up. ” Sorry Frank, but I’m not with the keys.”
He stiffened. ” What do you mean you’re not with the keys?”
I fell on the be-d, stretching my back. ” Just what I said. I’m not with the keys.”
He knew I was lying. Ofcourse I was lying. I was with the keys. I hid them somewhere he’d never find it. This guy hasn’t seen anything.
Na me and him today.
” Priscilla,” Frank called but his voice was getting feeble. ” I’m going to ask for the last time, give me the keys.”
” Sorry, Frank,” I laughed. ” I’m not with any keys. We’re tra-pped in this house together.”
” Don’t give me that,” he roared at me. ” There’s no way I’m staying locked up in this house with you.”
I laughed again, this time louder. ” Sorry Frank, we die here together.”
” Priscilla,” Frank swore as he approached me. ” If I count to three and you don’t provide those keys, I swear to God, I’ll do you something you will regret for the rest of your life.”
” What will you do?” I barked back, rising to face him. ” Kill me? r@p£ me? Call your cultist gangs? Don’t think you can scare me. There’s nothing you haven’t done that would make me afraid of you. I don’t have any keys with me and even if I have them, there’s no fv¢king way in hell I’m letting you have them.”
Frank began boiling in rage and for a moment, I thought he would pounced on me. My hands sli-pped un-der my pillow where I had hidden a kitchen knife.
He glared at me for a long time without moving a muscle. Then he moved away from me and ran to his wardrobe with speed.
I relaxed, exhaling in relief as I let go of the knife handle un-der my pillow. I smiled and la-id fully on the be-d with my legs crossed.
Frank began searching madly for his gun. I yawned and waited a bit longer. He was becoming savage. He threw clothes on the ground and nearly to-re the wardrobe off the wall.
His gun was missing.
He turned sharply to my direction with a scowl on his face. I turned as well and met his gaze.
” Are you looking for something, Frank?”
He would have told me but he was too mad, too scared, too confused to tell me.
He walked away from me and di-pped his hands in his pockets. He searched himself thor0ûghly then with realization, he yelled at me.
” Where’s my phone?”
” Your what?”
” My phone! Where have you hidden my phone?”
I yawned tiredlessly. ” Look, Frank, I don’t have your time right now. Next time you should be cautious of where you keep your things.”
” My phone was in my trou-sers,” he insisted. ” Where did you hide it?”
I didn’t reply him.
” Priscilla,” he shouted. ” I’m talking to you.”
I remained mute.
He ran up to me and seized my arm. ” Why you little–”
I let go off my hand and sl@pped him ha-rd in the face.
He let go off me immediately and stood back.
” l@yyour filthy hands on me again and I’ll goddamn well kill you,” I warned him.
Frank glared at me with wi-de opened mouth.
I returned back to be-d with a wi-de smile on my face. My hand sli-pped un-der the pillow and closed around the knife.
I had him where I wanted him. All I have to do is wait. This guy just messed with the wrong girl. He’s gonna pay. He’s definitely gonna pay.
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Lucy’s POV:
I was home putting away my books when Cynthia rushed into the house and fell on her be-d, crying noisily like a newly born baby.
This got me electrified. It was rare to see Cynthia running in like that and falling on her be-d in tears. I wondered what happened to her.
Cynthia was still crying and it was getting louder by the minute. I abandoned what I was doing and walked up to her.
” Cynthia, are you alright?”
She sniffed. ” I’m fine, I’m fine.”
She was straining really ha-rd not to cry but her emotions betrayed her and she cried more.
This was the strangest thing to have happened since I got to know Cynthia. I sat beside her on the be-d and stro-ked her hair gently.
” Cynthia, open up to me. What happened? You can tell me anything.”
Cynthia bec@m£ quiet. After a while, she opened up. ” Remember my fiance?”
I nodded, hating that name with pas-sion. ” Yes, Paul, right?”
” Well, I caught him with another woman today.” She said.
I bec@m£ mute. At first I was surprised but then again, I bec@m£ happy. This was good news. Why, this was the best news I’ve heard in ages.
” That’s soo sad, dear,” I said, trying to comfort her but at the back of my mind, I was rejoicing.”
” It was Bella,” Cynthia cried.
” Bell who?”
” Bella!”
” What happened to Bella?” I asked, becoming more and more confused.
” She was the one with my Paul. She’s Paul’s side chick.”
My mind went numb. Okay, not a good news. This one was bad. Really really bad.
” Cynthia, are you sure of what you’re saying?” I laughed uneasily. ” Bella isn’t that wicked. She wouldn’t do such a thing against her roommates. I’m sure of that.”
” It was her!” Cynthia sh0t her head up from the pillow and yelled at me. ” I saw her k!ss!ngPaul with my own eyes. We were going to check on Paul, she didn’t even know the man she’s been slee-ping with was my fiance until I caught them k!ss!ngeach other on the veranda. This isn’t the first time.”
” There were other times?” I asked, shocked.
Cynthia raced throu-gh the whole story. She told me how she’d visited Paul and how Paul had chased Bella away on the stand that he had a guest. She also told me about Eric, the gate man and the drama that unfolded afterwards.
” Unbelievable,” I covered my mouth. ” Still, I don’t believe Bella would do that to you. Bella must’ve been deceived by Paul as well.”
” I doubt it,” she said. ” Bella knew all along. She did this on purpose.”
” You don’t know that.”
” I know so.”
” Why are you even crying?” I said crossly at her ” I mean, this guy hasn’t even paid your bride price nor had S-x with you. Or have you two gone to the be-droom before?”
Cynthia turned Sharply to look at me. There was that look of igniting hope in her eyes. ” No, I haven’t sle-pt with him yet.”
I bec@m£ excited. Wow this just seemed Soo good to be true.
” Then what’s the point crying like a kid?” I raised my hands in the air. ” Since he hasn’t paid your bride price nor sle-pt with you, there’s no nee-d to go sulky over what happened.”
Cynthia looked at me, her eyes shinning. ” You think so?”
” Absolutely,” I grinned, ” Cynthia, to be honest with you, I think you should be thanking Bella for ma-king you see the sort of man Paul is. If this hadn’t happened, your marriage life thereafter would be miserable because by that time, it’d alre-ady be too late for you.”
She saw the logic in what I was saying. Then placing her head on my che-st, she sobbe-d. ” But it’s painful. It’s really painful. I liked that guy. I wanted to impress him, to make him see me as a beautiful strong woman and wife. Now it’s all wasted efforts. I was working myself up for a dirty rotten cheat.”
Feeling her head pressing against my br**sts got me in the mood. I slowly raised her face with my hands and stared into her eyes. She was crying and her eyes looked black and swollen from crying but her fake eyelashes brou-ght out the beauty in her. I couldn’t help myself.
She looked Soo S-xy in that outfit she was wearing too.
Cynthia opened her eyes and saw that I was staring at her.
Still holding her face in my hands, I began we-tting myl-ips. ” Can I tell you something shocking, Cynthia?”
” What?”
” You’re beautiful just the way you are. Paul expected you to change the true personality of yourself because he never loved you for who you really are. But I do. Despite all my flaws and mistakes, it has always been you I ache for day and night. You’re beautiful. You don’t nee-d to wear some fake eyelashes to prove that to me. You don’t even nee-d to wear a fancy dress to look S-xy for me. I love you, Cynthia and it breaks my heart every single day to know that some hor-nymaniac was going to marry you and make your life miserable. I get jealous and hurt but I let it be because I’m a girl and not a man. Still, my feelings for you are Soo strong. Cynthia….”
Cynthia stared at me, her eyes wi-de, her b©dy tensed.
I leaned my head forward, wh!pping tears off her face. Myl-ips crushed on hers and I gr!pp£dit.
She made no movement nor did she resist.
Good.
I began su-cking on herl-ips subtly. She tasted of tears and sorrow but I didn’t mind. My hands ran over her, starting from her back down to her che-st.
I was afraid she’d resist me but she didn’t.
Suddenly I felt herl-ips moving against mine and before we knew it,our ton-gue were finding their ways into our mouths.
This was Soo good. Cynthia tasted soo sweet. I bec@m£ berserk when her hands held the back of my head as our k!ssgot dee-per.
We both fell on the be-d and I mounted upon her, my mouth refusing to leave hers. I was pressing her br**sts and my other free hand was busy Zi-pping down her dress.
I am going to fv¢k this girl. Even if it’s for the last drop of my blood. I can’t let this opportunity pas-s me by. She’s mine for the taking. All mine.
Then the door threw itself opened and stepping into the room was Bella.
Cynthia and I to-re ourselves from each other and stared at her in shock.
Bella stood there by the doorway, watching both of us with orange eyes.
For a long moment, nothing was said between the three of us. We just stood there, staring at each other like fools.
Bella stared at us for a while then she narrowed her eyes and her jaws moved, chewing her gum.
” I’m sorry, was I interrupting you girls?”
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TBC
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