My Madam And I – Episode 47

I waited, until Ruth who laid on my body all through the rest of the evening went in to sleep in my mum’s room, after several persuasion from me. When I was sure she has slept, I snuck to the balcony to call Sandra. The phone rang and ended twice before she answered the third time. 

“hello!” I said, feeling relieved. 
“hey baby. I was waiting for your call before I slept off.” Sandra said, sounding sleepy. 
“I’m sorry for what happened.” I apologized. 
“it’s okay. I asked for it but I’m over it already,” Sandra replied.
“how did you find your way home?” I asked. 
“I just drove,” she said. 
“Thank God. I can sleep now,” I said, heaving a sigh of relief. 
“how about your girlfriend?” she asked.
“she’s asleep,” I mumbled.
“hope she didn’t tear you apart?” her voice depicting a smile. 
“she did, a little.” I said, smiling. 
“alright sweetie, thanks for forgiving me. I will see you in the morning.” Sandra assured.
“Okay! Tomorrow,” I responded before she hung up and I went straight to bed. 

The next morning, I woke up very late to meet an empty house. Ruth didn’t sneak into my room to wake me up with a kiss as usual. I didn’t feel bad about it because I knew it was going to take time for her to heal from last night’s hurt. So, I fixed myself a breakfast and sat in front of the TV to enjoy myself. Suddenly, I heard voices from the next flat. 

A young childless couple lived there. The husband used to work in a reputable company until he was sacked about two years ago. During his working days, he bought a car for his wife and set up a business for her. During the first year, his wife was very supportive but gradually and over time, things turned sour. The man began bringing girls into the house while the wife was away. Rumor must have relayed the news to her because of their constant fights. But she never caught him red-handed. 

Everyone in the compound had learned to let them be as the fight became almost a daily occurrence. Sometimes, the woman locks the man out. While at other times the man beats her up mercilessly. But the crazy thing about them is that after everything, at night they end up having loud sex. 

On this day the woman cried louder than usual. The man seem to be hitting her really hard. I tried to ignore them but her cry wouldn’t let me. So I stood up and went to their door. I hesitated on whether to knock or not. A neighbor living downstairs saw me as he was about entering his car. 

“Mike, let them be, we are used to it.” the man said as he entered his car and drove off. 

I was about leaving when I heard the woman shouting, “somebody help me!”

I turned back to the door, knocked severally but no one responded, but when I heard her scream for help again, I pushed in and the door gave way. I staggered into the sitting room and saw the man pressing the woman’s neck. I rushed to where he was and pulled him off her. She started gasping for air, gripping her neck. The man tried to bounce on her again but I resisted him by pulling him by the waist and throwing him on the floor. 

“stop this!” I said afterwards, as I tried to regain my balance. 
The woman hid behind a chair still holding her neck. 
“she’s a prostitute!” he said, getting on his feet.

“are you one of her lovers?” he asked, pointing at me mischievously. 
“please, stop this madness!” I said. 

He ran towards the woman again but I jumped on him and he fell over. He got up swiftly and went to get a wine bottle. I was still trying to know if the woman was okay when a bottle landed on my head. Then he stabbed me on my palm as I tried to defend the bottle from piercing my chest. He tried again but I pushed him hard against the chair and he fell over to the other side. I quickly jumped over to where he was, picked up the broken bottle and made to stab him too but his wife held my hand and begged me not to hurt her husband. I pushed her away. By then the husband was up and ran outside. I chased after him as he ran downstairs to my mum’s shop calling for help. 

When mum saw me coming, covered in blood and bottle in hand, she jumped and ran to towards me and embraced my waist. 
“what have you done to my son?” she yelled, still holding me. 

I tried to push her aside to descend on the man who was looking helpless in my mum’s shop. His wife joined mum in holding me. I was bleeding on my head and the cut on my hand was deep. 

My mum finally convinced me to leave him alone with lots of begging and shouting. Other passersby also came in to dissolve the issue. Finally, I went to tend my injury at a nearby by hospital.

To be continued…

This article was written by Topher Chris.

4 thoughts on “My Madam And I – Episode 47”

  1. na only you waka come…
    from one trouble to the other.
    i hope you will not go and sleep with this man’s wife now.
    wont be surprised if it led to that.

  2. Omo… Na una o… Wetin sef? You for leave am na. Sebi Dem dey gather mad ni….
    Pele o..
    I sure say your own matter don tire you sef.
    Nice story. thumbs up!!!

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