💣NOT MY BLOOD 💣EPISODE 2💣
I feel so irritated at the way the old man looks at me and licks his disgusting old tongue like a strãy dog.
He brought out a bundle of 1000 naira note and gave to my mother, there’s more to come if she’s as good as you told me.
He said with a stiff smile displaying his ugly snuff set of teeth
I watched my mother’s eyes lightened up in excitement, she jumped up thanking the old man and singing him praises.
Chief trust me, she is as good as good can be
Amara, be a good girl and remember all that I thought you and don’t disappoint me okay. Chief she’s all yours enjoy. She said
That was the last thing I heard my mother said before kissing the bunch of money in her hand and headed inside the house.
I watched as my two younger siblings stood outside looking at the whole sceneries, I guess they must be very confused about what’s going on.
I was still looking at my mother and trying so hard not to cry whe I felt a hand on my laps, it didn’t just stop there it proceeded further to my thighs rubbing it and smiling while licking his lips
I closed my eyes as hot tears stream down my cheeks, thousands of thoughts run through my mind as I contemplate on what to do to this disgüstíng old man.
I thought of biting him, slapping his hands off, begging him to please let me go, heating his head with my shoes and jumping down from the car but then the thought of my mother and siblings crossed my mind.
The reasons my mother gave to me, the conditions she placed on me, the warnings and threats, and the oath she forcefully made me take came flooding in my mind.
I don’t want anything to happen to my education or to that of my siblings, I don’t want us to be thrown into the streets or start begging from house to house and streets to streets, I don’t want any of my siblings to be sold out. No! no!! I don’t want any of that
I am the Ada, the first child of the family and I am responsible for my family and siblings, I know my mother can be mean and harsh sometimes but she has really tried in taking care of us since we were little
My father abandoned us and ran away according to my mother and since then she has been the one suffering on our head.
This is the only way I have to help her and my siblings according to my mother. But I am too small for this old man, I am just 15 years old
I would have preferred to hawk any thing hawkable atall in the whole street of port-harcourt, I even suggested that to her but she vehemently refused, reasons been that is only going out with men that will bring bigger and faster money.
I felt his hands cupped my little breãst and I swallowed back the hot saliva in my mouth down my throat, I felt a rush of adrailine in my body, as anger, bitterness, fraustration and rage clouded my mind.
Sir, please don’t do this, I am like a grand daughter to you, please just let me go. I pleaded with him with my shaky voice amidst tears
But you are not my grand daughter, he said whispering in my ears letting out a croaky laughter
Sir this is child abüse and moléstãtion just allow me go, please sir, I beg you in the name of God. I pleaded further
You’re wrong my Angel, you’re 18 years old so you’re not a child anymore, he replied with a disgusting laughter
I swear to God, I am just 15 years old, you can ask my mother, please sir believe me sir..
You looked 18 and more like 20 and I don’t care about your age, what I cared so much about is those things in-between your legs and this beautiful matured oranges in your chest.
He said that and pressed my breãst so hard smiling mischeviously
I felt a very sharp pains that went straight to my brain, the pain was unbearable and without thinking straight, I landed him a heavy punch on his mouth.
He let out a painful cry holding his mouth
I tried to open the car and run away but it seems it was locked. I was really scared that I started banging on the car window and shouting for help, it seems the car is tinted because the glass is black
Increase the music, and start the car immediately, he commanded his driver, I have changed my mind, we are no longer going to the hotél but to my house. He barked at the driver, anger written all over his face.
I know I was literally diéing in fear, but the effect of the blow I gave him and the little cut I see in his mouth gladdens my heart.
You dare lay those pathetic hand of yours to me, you are doømed for life. Driver! drive faster! He shouted as he continues wiping the blood from his lips
Dear Lord, only you can help me and save me from the hands of the evīl ones. I prayed silently in my heart.
The car pulled over in a very big mansion, I saw him press something like a remote and the gate opened. My fear tripped and my whole body was shaking without control
Immediately the the driver open the door for him, he stepped down from the car, looked at me for a while and then said
“Bundle her inside”
I became more terrified as the driver with a huge body grabbed me by my hands and dragged me out of the car. He lifted me on his shoulder like I don’t weigh a pin and started mounting the steps.
I guess this is really my døóm I muttered inaudibly as fresh tears starts pouring down my cheeks.
TBC
