In the car there were three guys and a driver. Two shared the backseat with me while I stayed humbly in the middle. One sat in the front (the guy who first approached me). The car drove madly out of our street and when we got far away from where I was adopted, they minimized the recklessness.
I sat thinking of what to do, how I was going to get away from this mess. Suddenly, I impulsively jumped on the drivers neck with one hand and covered his eyes with the other simultaneously. Due to the high speed of the car on the highway, he swerved off the road ran into a slab, the car somersaulted several times and landed in a bush.
When the car stopped, I noticed that I was still alive, but was compressed with bodies. I struggled with all my strength to push myself out. The door seemed to be jammed. So, with the only leg that was loose I hit the door several times, yet it refused to give way. The bodies were now making me uncomfortable. Suddenly, one of the guys laying on me started moving. I pushed him aside and went for the window.
I slid through and pushed myself out. On my way out i noticed that the driver was dead with his eyes open. He was bleeding profusely from his nose and from a deep cut in his head. The guy in the front started moving when I was out. I wiped off a wet substance on my face thinking it was sweat, to my surprise it was blood. It kept flowing and dripping on my shirt. My leg hurt so bad I struggled to stand erect. The guy in the front struggled out, he was bleeding from his leg, it looked really damaged. His milk trouser was badly soaked in blood.
Gradually, cars started stopping to see what’s going on. I immediately ran to the driver of a car that swung over. A bulky man and a young lady came down from the black Mazda car.
“help me, they’re kidnappers. They have a gun.”, I said, limping towards them.
The man moved away from me. The lady ran into the car calling the man to join her. Two other guys approached me, “you said they are kidnappers?”, one of them asked.
”yes, they kidnapped me and were driving before the accident”, I said.
The kidnapper in front was already out, calling for help.
“check the car, there’s a gun with the guys in the back”, I said.
“I am not with them”, the guy in the front said, frowning in agony from pain. “I am not one of them”.
Police came and called ambulance. While we were waiting for the ambulance I was interviewed and the other guys were dragged out. The driver was already dead and the guys with me, one would barely speak while the other was unconscious. The gun was recovered as well confirming my my statement .
The ambulance came and we were rushed to the hospital. The case was investigated and it was discovered that they were gang members of the guy I fought with (the one I killed in an uncomplicated building. The same guy who fought with me at Amaka’s mall).
I was discharged from the hospital the following day. Ruth followed me home helping all the way. She was with me serving my every need. Mom took a liking to her. They both laughed as they chatted the whole evening. She slept in my mom’s room and came to my room to inform me she was going to work early the next day.
I had just a fracture on my leg and a cut on my head which were professionally handled. Being alone, I decided to fix noddles for breakfast when Sandra called that she was around. I asked her in. She brought provisions, took over the cooking and helped with water to bathe. We had a beautiful day together until she left later in the evening.
Ruth kept passing the night at my place after then, and mom got used to her. She took good care of me during the night and Sandra took off where she left during the day. I considered myself a very lucky guy, having two beautiful girls tending to me. Mom never met Sandra throughout her visit which made it safe for me to avoid her nags.
Few days later, I was okay to walk around so I followed Sandra home. I just finished having a bout of sex with her when Candy who has been on my neck to follow her to a church program which has been ongoing called to remind me of the last day which was that very day.
“hello Mike”, she said as soon as I picked up.
“yes Candy?”, I answered.
Sandra was resting her head on my chest and hearing a name such as ‘Candy’ raised her head, looked at me then laid back.
“it’s starting by four o, please endeavor to come”, Candy pleaded.
“I will try”, I said nonchalantly and hung up.
“who’s Candy?”, Sandra who couldn’t wait for me to end the call asked.
“Ruth’s sister”, I said, stroking her hair .
“what does she want?”, she asked again.
“she is inviting me for a church program by four”, I answered.
“church program?”, she asked as if for confirmation.
“yeah! Exactly. I will try to attend”, I concluded.
I left Sandra’s place around 5pm and went straight to the church. It was a crowded place. I called candy just to tell her that the place was full and I can’t stay out side. My excuse to leave. But she ran outside and took me to the front where she kept a seat for me. I sat grumbling, regretting why I came. The choir was singing and the place was in a frenzy as people danced with reckless abandon. Few minutes after that, a man of God came, preached and prophesied. People echoed ‘Amen!’ to every prophecy.
The prayer section followed after the preaching. I just followed the prayer instructions when suddenly I found myself at the floor of the alter alongside others who were rolling on the floor with others lying still. I woke up immediately wondering how I got there.
“how do you feel now?”, the preacher asked me.
A man pointed the microphone on my mouth. But I looked at him, and to the preacher wondering what he meant.
“how do you feel now?”, he asked again.
“I feel light”, I said.
“so you have been bedding your boss?”, he asked again.
I looked at him in shock. How could he know about it? Has candy been discussing me with her pastor? Such were the thoughts in my head.
“she has a familiar spirit that destroys anyone who beds her. You have been encountering problems since that day right?”, he asked but didn’t wait for my reply as he continued. “You would have been dead if not for grace that saved you”, the preacher said. I wondered how he got to know about it buts soon as he started praying for me again I saw myself on the floor.
I got home with Candy who told me how I manifested and confessed everything I had with Amaka . How I jumped up and down shouting. I really wondered how much of a display I put up and I was grateful for not mentioning Sandra, or, was Candy hiding that part from our discussion? If Candy knows about Sandra, Ruth will skin me alive. Even my mom will be very much disappointed in me.
To be continued…