Ella was already in her nightie, crying, when
Latie got in. "Ella, why are you crying? Did the questions upset
you?"
"No, Ella replied, wiping her tears. They
brought back painful memories," she replied, sitting up. "Latie, I
don't want to build up my hopes. I used to do that years ago as a child, filled
with hopes. I hoped that one day, someone, maybe a relative would walk into the
orphanage looking for me. But as the years grew, the hopes fizzled out. I
prefer not to start again," she lamented.
"Ella, its just that Tamie and nanny see in
you a very uncaning resemblance to his late mother. Could it be a
coincidence?"
"I really don't want to build my hopes up
again."
"But you'll take them to aunty Ed ... "
"No, I won't" she stated vehemently,
settling back unto the bed. "You've got to Ella. It's the least you could
do for them and yourself. Its just a chance .."
"I don't want to take a chance, not another
failed chance and hope Latie. Don't you understand that?" she screamed.
No I don’t, I believe you’re being unreasonable.
You're being selfish ... " Latie hissed.
"Don't you dare accuse me of being selfish!
It's not fair; You're not in my shoes.
You've got the warmth, security and shelter
of your
parents for years as long as you can remember, but I’ve not. Don’t talk to me
about being selfish.
Don't you see I'm afraid, afraid of a failed
dream and hope?" "You don't need to be, you don't Ella.
Please, and it's just a chance. Please ... "
Latie pleaded in tears. "I love you Ella, like a sister. It would be great
to have you as a sister in-law."
"Don't start!" Ella hissed in a broken
voice.
Slowly, Latie enveloped her in a hug. Her heart
ached for her friend. "Maybe just this once, your dream will not be in
vain, your hopes will be restored. Ella please,” She stared into Ella's eyes.
"Honestly Ella, I believe something about to
happen, trust your instinct and give it a try" she pleaded and Silently
the sunk into Ella ...
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"Father, the plans are almost concluded Justice
said.
Father and son were in the study, both sat facing
each other and staring hard each other. Chief Collins stared at his son. The
boy behaved abnormally at times like one who's engaged in drugs. But he
couldn’t be sure that he's involved.
"I don't think hiring people is the right
step. What if they made a blunder? You know I'm highly respected in the
society," he said.
"It won't be like that father. I have him
right where I want him. Infact, the assassins will do it few weeks to his
wedding, which is a month away," Justice assured his father.
Chief wished Tamie was his son instead. It seemed
evil begets evil because Justice was so blood thirsty. He'd gotten wind of the
way he treated girls and deep down, he knew his son must be into drugs to
be able to act in such a deranged manner.
Well, he'd take his chances. He wanted the empire
that sleazy son of his brother was sitting on, and if the worst came to the
worst, he wouldn't mind his son out of the way to achieve that.
"That reminds me Justice, I hear your wild
ways with the girls. You better be careful,' he grunted. Justice sat up as if
he'd been struck, shocked that his father
knew about it. .
"I'll change dad." Thirty minutes
later, took his leave. As he drove through the light Lagos traffic, he focused
his mind on his cousin. The bastard had everything working for him. He would be
getting married soon to the most beautiful woman, he had ever seen.
He'd wanted the girl the first day she was introduced
to him. Anytime he saw her, he got an erection. He parked by the road side and
put his hand under his car to bring out a bottle filled with white substance.
Relaxing back, he uncorked it and took a sniff.
Breathing deeply, his eyes took on a glazed
look. He sniffed some more and closed the bottle and threw it back under the
seat. He relaxed back for few minutes. His
eyes closed, then he
opened it and stretched his hand and inserted a tupac cassette and
drove off.
His eyes caught some girls standing and waiting
for transport. His father's warning rang in his head but right now, he had a
mind of his own. He brushed the warnings aside and after some distance, stopped
beside a young pretty girl.
"Hey, young girl, care for a
lift?" The girl lowered her head and stared at the him.
"I'm heading to Ikoyi," she replied.
"Get in, I'm going that way. I'll drop you
off”, he said.
"Thank you," she replied breathless
with relief. She'd been standing there for thirty minutes. He increased the music,
making the girl wince in distaste.
"You care for a drink?" he asked. She
smiled, "well, yes,' she said.
"Okay, my house is around the corner. Can we
go there?" he asked. She hesitated, thinking she was already late and her
mother would be worried.
Come on, I won't take much of your time, just a
drink hmm" he persuaded.
"Okay," she replied.
He drove into the house and led her to the living
room. "Lets go to my bedroom," he said making his way to the room.
"No, I'm okay here," she said settling
on one of the settees. He looked at her for a second and walked into his room.
He pulled off his clothes and walked to the wardrobe.
He sniffed more drugs. Minutes later, he walked
to the living room in his boxers.
"What would you like " he asked,
ignoring her look of surprise.
'A coke," she said, staring at the erection
he had. She looked like Latie, he thought. He would pretend she was Latie, and
fuck the living day lights out of her.
"Bitch!" he muttered under his breath,
abandoning the coke he'd wanted to get and walking up to her.
Come on lets go into the bedroom?” "No I'm
okay here," she replied.
"Come on dear, what's your name? Mine is
Justice. You look so much like my cousin's fiancée"
"I'm Tinu," she said.
"Really?" he pulled her hand, to pull her up but she resisted. He was
getting worked up. Suddenly, he pulled her hard and she screamed. He'd almost
broken her arm.
"You're hurting me" she screamed.
"Sorry Latie, I won't hurt you. You belong to me not Tamie," he said.
She stared with dismay at him. He thought she was
someone else. God! What had she gotten herself into? She asked herself.
"I want to go Justice, please could you let
me go?" she pleaded. He looked like one into drugs and she was scared. He
dragged her and she fought back.
He hit her and dragged her into the room. She
cried and slapped him. Angry, he hit her head and she fell across the
bed.
He ripped off her top, leaving her jeans. Holding
both hands in his, he pinned her legs with his and tried to undo her zip. She
struggled hard and one hand came off. She bit him hard and he screamed and hit
her again, and again. He managed to pull off her jeans and tore off her
panties.
In one sweep', her straddled her and rode her
like a horse, forcefully hard, grunting on top of her. He rode her continually
while she struggled. Suddenly, she broke free and looking around she grabbed
the nearest object, a bed lamp and struck him on the head with it. The glass
broke and Justice grunted in pain. He staggered up off the bed, holding his
head.
She scrambled up, crying, and looking for an
escape route. He came at her, grabbed her neck with both hands, all rational
seemed to have fled. As he grabbed her neck, in that instant, all he could see
was Latie and his thought was that if he couldn't have her then, not even Tamie
would have her.
He lifted her up in a daze and flung her with all
his might across the wall. She screamed as she hit the wall. The crack of bone
could be heard, then she crumbled on the ground, struggled and twitched a
little and was still. Justice hissed loudly. Tired, he slumped on the bed and
fell into deep sleep.
CHAPTER 10 THE END
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