Charles's - [P.O.V]
I think she could see the mystery we were going through and her hug at least made me think straight.The only reason I felt reluctant to pay immediately was because Drian despite called my brother, Exposing myself could put me or him in real"Where?" Drian asked me sternly."How would you get that huge amount of money, Charles?" He asked as his eyes got reddened."How?" Drian asked as he began to cry.I grabbed his hand."Trust me, I will find a way Drian." I said as I hugged him holding my tears in, so he can be strong."You have to trust me." I said to him."Let us do it like this okay?" I said to him as I released him."Go home, find anything valuable we can sell to raise up the money, while I will go to my friend Ceepron and ask him for help, okay?" I said to him and he nodded in response.I took a step away from him before I turned, running my hand through my hair as I ran as fast as I could, from one street to the other till I had found Ceepron staying in a dark corner of one of the building's walls."Charles what's up?" He asked, looking at my body."My brother, I need your help." I said to him."What's up, tell me, who hurt you?" He asked."Forget guy." I said running my hand through my hair."I need money right now." I said looking at him."How much?" He asked."$15,000." I said looking at him as he looked away, seeming not interested in what I had to say."I can do anything you want Ceepron, just help me, it's for my mother's life." I said to him as tears filled my eyes.Somehow I was sure he could help in a way.I and Ceepron had a serious history together. When I was much younger, he introduced me into a gang where I was taught how to use weapons, sell drugs and how to express extreme violence, before I was taken in by my foster mother and repented for the better good.I used my gangster training to get a personal security job in the Ontario family.That was how I got to meet Benita."Please." I begged him zooming out of my thoughts."Okay, follow me." He said and I followed him till we were finally inside his room.He lights up his cigarettes before opening up a box.I looked to see a blue glowing transparent stone inside the box, wondering what it was."What's that!" I asked him."Nothing." He stated before standing back up."You want to save your mum's life, right?" He asked."Yes, I do." I said, cleaning my tears."Good, all you need to do is to deliver this box to my guys at the train bridge and they will pay you… They are Bona's guys, so don't be scared, you are safe." He said to me."That's all?" I asked."Nope, you can use this to protect yourself." He said while giving me a gun and I dropped it over the table back in return.I had to go gangster mode for the sake of my mother, she was worth it."Can you atleast help me with any cash?" I asked him and he looked at me annoyed."Do this job now, or you can forget it!” He said, pointing towards his door, unconcerned even so he knew how important it was to me.I picked the box and he looked at me surprised."I'll deliver it." I said, carrying the gun from his table before I ran off from his place.I ran as fast as I could like a flash.Because I knew that no matter the pain that I felt now... It can't be compared to the pain that I would feel if I lost my mother.I would rather lose my life than let her down, not again after the first pains she had earlier gone through there.So I ran with the briefcase in my hand.But then! Boom!I got hit by a powerful Force.The hit threw me off guard like a stone.I was hit by a suspicious bus.My brain began to twitch with a painful sound, as I tranced to recall a historic accident that had happened to me years ago and that had also caused me to lose all my memories before now.The bus driver rushed to help me, but then I got up limping in pain before forcing myself to keep running again.Tears flooded my eyes to recall that I have been through all this because I have no money and it was worse before now.I recalled all the humiliations and embarrassments I went through while growing up."Broken worthless Maggot!" Madam Moran's voice echoed through my head as I kept running non stop."You're a Lowly Dog!""You will never be wealthy in your life!""Forget your Visions, you're a Loser."I held my head with my hand crying in pain as I ran further more."Him and his entire family are all indeed sick, look at them, dirty filthy animals!" The voice said.Tears rolled out from my eyes."Filthy poor dirty rats!""I will end you and bury you with my money and no one will say a Word!"I fell to my knees as I cried holding the box to my face before I got back on my feet.I was hurt but I wasn't ready to give up.Even so those words kept echoing in my head.I ran faster till I had reached under the train bridge, the money was what mattered now.Black tinted cars suddenly surrounded me.A man stepped out of the car and he stretched his hand for the box which I held in my arms."I demand my money first!" I ordered, not caring what the heck his business was.Charles's - [P.O.V]I could tell he had an opposite Plan as my well trained eyes monitor his movements."Oh sure, I know right?" He asked with a smile before he pulled out his gun and fired it straight at me.I felt the bullet pierce through me and it sent me to the ground, causing me to bleed immediately as I removed my gun firing it at him with my eyes closed as fear rushed through me.I opened my eyes to see water shooting out of my gun.My friend Ceepron, Betrayed me?"I appreciate you for successfully transporting the world's deadliest and the most dangerous radioactive bomb to us, good thing Ceepron used someone we could eradicate without problems." He said as I looked at him a bit worried."You, my boy, will be eliminated within seconds." He pointed his gun straight at me as the rest of the men gathered around me with their hefty machine guns in their hands."After the count of three... We fire according to my order okay." He said nicely."One!" He called as I thought of my mot
Charles's - [P.O.V]He truly wanted me to Leave."You are a blood type O... Go now, I'll be fine, don't worry I won't sleep." he said looking at me."Wait Charles, promise me that no matter what happens, you will be strong and make it in life, so all these people will pay." He said as he placed his palm over my cheeks."I promise, just wait for me, I will get help for you." I said to him as I ran into the hospital like a mad man."Somebody please help, my brother... He is out there." I called for help and a few nurses followed me.As soon as I reached outside.I felt uncertain about him.The waves coming from him seem disconnected.I looked at Drian before I reached him.I grabbed Drian into myself as I looked at him.And my heart broke to know that... He was dead.With all the power I had in this world... I let my brother die.How careless have I become.A hurtful burning tear burns out of my eyes.This was all part of my plans.My goal was to watch all these disasters Happen to fuel
Charles's - [P.O.V]I couldn't stop My feet at all, even so My energy was low but I soon stopped.I had reached our house which was almost burnt to nothing, shocked at the sight, I didn't know how to take it at all.I felt dead already inside.My mother is dead... I couldn't help her, these people were far smarter than some wars I faced, the worst part is they aren't even coming out to fight one on One.My brother Drian is dead too... I couldn't save him.Our house has been burnt down to the ground."What else am I doing in this world?" I asked myself.There's no one that I can love or that would love me."My life is now finished in reality." I said to myself.It began to rain and I fell to my knees.I looked at the sky in return to see God.How could he exist and let me suffer this much?"Why?" I asked him as I looked over the ground to see a short knife which I picked up."Why did you bring me to this world to suffer?" I asked."Eh!?" I cried to him."I am tired of this world, let m
Charles's - [P.O.V]I had lost Memories Twice.One was meant for my true Family who have been in search of me and the other is after I returned after my spies’s news."We were attacked on our way back home by some unknown men, they hit our car over the bridge, and we tumbled numerous times." I said as she used her handkerchief to clean the tears rolling off my eyes as I stared at her."I understand how miserable that must have felt, so just be precise with your narration, I need to be sure something worse didn't happen to you." She said with her eyes reddened as she looked at me."When I woke up, dad was bleeding really badly but he still protected me, taking multiple bullets from the men who opened fire on us." I explained."Our car exploded causing me to be thrown into the large river underneath the bridge and it was after that time that I lost all my memories." I said, recalling everything in detail."After then, I joined a gang to survive before an old lady whom I called mother, h
Charles's - [P.O.V]As soon as I had gotten in."Shut it!" I shouted and the hospital security man slammed the glass door closed, locking it."Call 911." Mr. Donatus said to the security man as bullets punctured through the bulletproof glass door, over and over again."This was definitely unexpected." Mr. Donatus said.I looked at the people shooting.I couldn't believe Ceepron wanted to kill me.We were childhood friends.When did it come to all these?"I knew it. it should be from the family, I guess this is how they wish to extend their greetings."My mother said before I interrupted."No, these people are after me, their gang is a familiar one, they want something back." I was saying before my mother looked at me."What is that?" She asked."A bomb." I said to her."A bomb?" She asked surprised."Does this look like a good time to joke?" She blasted before letting out a frustrated smile."We need to leave here as soon as possible." Mr. Donatus advices looking at both I and my mum.
Charles's - [P.O.V]"This time on the news channel, Gilbert expresses his desire to become president of the United States, who will be getting married to Miss Benita in a week's time as Media rumours Benita proves that she is pregnant for Gilbert too." The newscaster announced it and I was shocked."Benita is pregnant for Gilbert?" I asked.Mr. Donatus praises his iPad before he looks at me with a concerned face."Our IT team confirms that she is." He stated."So she couldn't wait for me, and now they're getting married, wow."I teared up. "Young master, can you explain what you mean?" Mr. Donatus asked."I mean, who is this woman to you?" He added."That's the only woman that I truly love, Mr. Donatus." I said to him with my eyes teary already, knowing the pain I went through for her."I should have known she would never choose me or fight for our love." I said tearing up."I should have known." I said as I slapped myself."Young master." Mr. Donatus calls shocked."I feel like nothi
Charles's - [P.O.V]"Okay sir, I will do just that." She responded back to me respectfully.I looked at my palm."Mr. Donatus, what's the time?" I asked him."It's just 3PM sir.." He said to me."Good, now invite the national Chairman because I have an interest in becoming what my father always envisioned for me." I said to him."You want to become the country's president and a direct campaigning candidate against Gilbert." He asked like it was a statement."Ofcourse, it is now a crime?" I responded."It is actually cool, I mean you have almost 90% of the Earth's wealth, so why?" He asked."I want to spite on him and break whatever he loves so that he can feel the same amount of pain that he put me through, bit by bit until I am done avenging the life of my brother." I said to him as he looks at me concerned."You shouldn't look at me that way." I warned."That man Murdered my brother." I said about losing my tears before I controlled my tears."I was once hopeless and I watched my ho
Charles's - [P.O.V]I was still watching the video.My lips slightly opened in surprise."My son." Rona cries falling on his knees.I turned to look at Mr. Donatus in rage.Did he just order for their deaths without my permission?"Mr. Donatus." I called him like a demon.He notices my erupting rage before he walks towards me and whispers in my ears, before standing back beside me and I smiled.I was begining to love this man called Mr. Donatus.The holographic video shows Bona's son and Ceepron's mother getting back up on their feets."Look at me Carefully." I said starring at them."I am the wrath and wicked chaos of God in human form!" I shouted at them and they all began to go to their knees in return, throwing their weapons away as I looked at them."Tell me, who is your king?" I roared."Charles." They all called my name at once."You should stop crying Ceepron, you know, funny enough, I am sure this revenge tastes like the water of the toy gun that you gave me to protect myself
Pulling her dress upward, he sucked on her navel. “Oh Brian, I love that,” she whispered, wriggled on the floor like an earthworm and started breathing hard when he pulled her skirt to her ankles and saw she had no lingerie; her wet well shaven vagina was already calling on him. “Oh Brian what are you waiting for? Do what you know best,” she moaned with her eyes shut, mouth opened and hands fondling her breasts. Brian looked at the camera he mounted at the wardrobe and it was well positioned to film them as they were about to have sex. He smiled, and unzipped his trousers. Another sex tape was about to be released.Flashback:“And all these happen for your sake. Grandma was hospitalized because I pulled a trick you wanted, what about Mr. Biscuit; he died because I sheltered you from the rain when your car broke down.”“You forgot the part of you drugging my drink just to sleep with me. What haven’t you done?”She raised her voice amid flaming stares. “I did not drug your drink. Yo
Brian and Sia drove quietly, barely stealing a glance at each other and keeping a stern look; no one wanted to say a word to the other. When Brian became bored he turned on the CD player in his Chevrolet and a soft sonorous voice of Blues dominated their midst, as they sped across the chilly tar road of California. Sia watched as Brian pulled over a boutique. Once he turned off the CD player, Sia inquired, “Where are you taking me to?” Brian rolled his eyes at her, “What does it look like?” he turned his gaze away from her, seeing that she wasn’t interested in eye contact. "I want to gift you a shopping spree,” He mumbled and caught her gaze when she finally looked at him, her eyes full of surprises. “I don’t expect that now. I thought you were driving me home,” she said softly. Brian forced a smile and breathed hard, “you had better wear your seat belt because I am about driving you crazy. I just want you to know I made enough money from my drugs. I can’t spend it a
Sia was well seated at the police station opposite detective Ben and an illuminating lantern shone across their faces as she was interrogated. She had been lying about the call she put to the police and she just had to keep lying otherwise Brian would be implicated.Earlier she was highly infuriated to put an end to all about Brian; she was hell-bent on snitching on Brian with the police over his notorious cocaine peddling. Inwardly she had come to the end of the tunnel with Brian and the best way she chose to do away with Brian was snitching on him. She had picked up her phone, stared sternly at the 911 she just dialed, and when a voice picked it on the other end, she declined the call. She struggled within herself to keep her trembling hand to a firm hold. Her hand suddenly started shaking as one suffering from Parkinson’s disease. Her heart had increased its pressure and speed; it was not fear neither was it timidity; it was a greater force than obses
Three police cars screeched into the compound of Mr. and Mrs. Coleman and a band of armed police men led by inspector Ben dashed out from the cars and advanced to the door. His officer stood at alert, eyes darting here and there around the neighborhood, with their rifles handy and ready to take a shot if need be. Mr. and Mrs. Coleman were having breakfast at the time. At the resounding cry of the siren their breakfast was interrupted as they paused thoughtfully to know where the siren was blaring. In few seconds the door bell went in ding-dong. They stared at each other, as quietness hung over them. With their raised brow, they questioned the siren that kept blaring outside of their house. They had not expected police or emergency unit to come close to their neighborhood except something tragic had happened in their neighborhood. The doorbell rang again and their faces were much scowled now, convinced that it was coming from their flat. “That is coming from our door,” Mrs. Co
Brian gave Mr. Biscuit a befitting burial. Beside its grave he built a monument which he specially dedicated to Mr. Biscuit. Grandma didn’t honor the burial and he knew she wasn’t going to pay her last respect to a charismatic pet that served her more than most of her laborers- the wrath of losing Mr. Biscuit still hung in her heart, and Brian would have to earn grandma’s forgiveness before the center between them could hold.Other laborers who honored the last respect to Mr. Biscuit had dispersed to their duties, leaving only Sia and Brian standing at the grave; which had; MR BISCUIT 2020-20222, eligibly written across the monument with titillating pictures of the pet and flowers littered all over.“We are going to miss it so much,” Sia said mildly, standing beside Brain who was still all tears. She looked at his sober face and wondered if he was actually pained for the death of Mr. Biscuit or guilt of being responsible for the death; She had overheard grandma nag
Ken had been in a hot bickering with Mrs. Fanny over her decision to divorce her husband. In as much as he wanted her the guilt of not saving Mr. Fanny from jail wouldn’t allow him encourage her intention. He was of the opinion of giving Mr. Fanny a second chance to love her, also to stand by him in this trying moment- as he serves his jail term. But Mrs. Fanny had barked at ken.“You are saying trash,” she had told ken, “Tell me how I am going to spend the rest of my life with a man I can’t trust?”“We are all humans. You have your flaws too,” Ken had replied. .“My flaws wouldn’t lie and make you feel comfortable only for you to hear the truth in a court of law,” she had gone crimson as her face folded in anger, “My flaws wouldn’t tell you I have got a job at a grocery store meanwhile I am a cocaine king pin.”Ken interrupted, “Oh come on the days of a man are full of ups and downs. Whatever he did in New York; whatever
Grandma, Sia and a few laborers were all tears when Brian drove into the compound and rushed into the ball room. He scarcely could ask anyone what the problem was because everyone was sober and all tears. He stood gaping, confused about his next line of action. Thought of Mr. Biscuit struck in his head and he made to its room, combing around for it.“Mr. Biscuit! Mr. Biscuit!” he chanted as he left its room to search in his room. The moment he opened the door, on the floor was a figure covered with a sheet. His hands convulsed massively as he squatted to unveil the figure. And when he did the lifeless body of Mr. Biscuit flashed before his eyes. The pet died the moment it stopped falling early hours in the morning. Brian stroked its fluffy hairs and felt how cold they were now. The smart dog had died with its pink tongue stuck out; it lay helplessly on the floor with all its limbs falling to the left side and a lump of blood had caked under its
The chirping of birds and twilight at dawn were much in the chilly morning of the next day. A buzzing call came on Brian’s phone and he flinched from sleep as one that woke from dream, rubbed his eyes and gazed around himself to see he was naked under the duvet “Oh my God!” he exclaimed as he peered under the duvet to behold his penis lying between his testis. “What the hell happened to me?” he cried, shutting his eyes from beholding yet further. He stared at his side and saw his jeans, T-shirt, sneakers, boxers, a female lingerie and bra lying on the floor carelessly and his heart skipped as one falling from the mountain top.” What did I do? Oh my world. What did I do? Oh my world! No, no, no, Brian,” he cried, punching into the foam and his eyes rolled in search of Meyer. Another buzzing call came on his phone and he reached to it, and saw that grandma had been calling since the previous night. “Oh, damn!” he cried, “What came over me?” He shook his head and crawled out of the
Brian was well seated in the sofa, calm, and collected within himself as he waited for Meyer to fetch him some hot coffee. He had wanted them to meet at a cafe but upon her request he had visited her home.She occupied a spacious two bedroom detached bungalow with double bath, a garden, and a mini pool at the back. The house was simply decorated with sizeable frames of family pictures scattered across the wall. In all of the frames Brian had identified Meyer; she still had her oval face with skinny figure. He perceived she still lived with her parents; although he had been curious to know if actually she owned the house.Brian stared at the clock on the wall and saw that the coffee she went to fetch had lingered , not until he heard a shrieking noise of oil over the fire and Meyer standing at the door putting on a sizeable apron that he knew she was preparing lunch.“I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I want you to have a taste of my food,” s