Incomplete - Episode 5

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SORRY FOR THE LONG SILENCE FRIENDS, I HAD SMALL ISSUE WITH MY PHONE BUT AM BACK NOW TO CONTINUE FROM WHERE I STOPPED AND TO “TOBI”, I DEDICATE THIS EPISODE TO YOU. SHE DESIGNED THE COVER PHOTO FOR ME WHICH GOT ME MOTIVATED TO WRITE THIS STORY, I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT IN MY INTRODUCTION PAGE BUT AM DOING THAT NOW, IF YOU ARE READING THIS STORY I CAN’T HELP BUT SAY THANK YOU. I REALLY APPRECIATE.

Now to the latest episode, lets dig in; I hope this episode serves better…………

 

Bea

I blinked my eyes continuously because of the strays of light entering directly into my eyes; I turned to the other side of the bed to avoid the light but that came out wrong cus the morning sun rushed in deep to my eyes as if telling me to wake my lazy ass up . I yawned and stood up from the bed scratching my already messed up hair; I walked sleepily to the toilet to ease my over filled bladder which I guess is filled cus of the excess drink I had last night.

I walked out of the toilet and stood infront of the mirror looking at my reflection; my hair looked disheveled and I am just in my undies, at the realization of my nakedness  I covered myself with the nearest bed sheet

I looked around the unfamiliar room and saw a guy that looks like a bouncer with tattoo all over his body sleeping peacefully on the big bed. The room looked like a hotel room but an expensive one at that cus it is tastefully furnished

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. He stirred and faced upwards showing his big biceps that looks so strong to play on; I shaked the thoughts off and drew closer to him and peeped at his cute face

“ken”

“what am I doing in a room with ken?”

Hazy memory of last night flashed through my mind but none came of Ken; did he drug me, did we actually have anything last night, frustrated with thoughts I struggled effortlessly into my cloths

“Damm these skirts”

My eyes darted to my phone which beamed light indicating a new message from my mom; I slid the phone open and read the message that was written all in capital letters to show its urgency

“Remember to collect your payment then walk straight to my house and submit my share”

“Good morning sunshine” I turned to see the once admired handsome face of Ken that looks like a monster as I realized who actually brought us together. His eyes were glittering with satisfied look as he smiled to me “you were full of energy last night and for that I am going to double your payment” my phone beamed again showing an alert of two hundred and fifty thousand. “yea, that’s your payment”

My face remained expressionless as anger boiled within me, he read the signal wrong “you are not comfortable with the amount” Okay, I will double it. He pressed something on his phone and another alert beamed on my phone. “That’s all I can offer”

I let the anger inside me explode and I lounged myself at him biting off the head of the nonsense tattoo on his left arm “You bastard, I thought you loved me” Ken surprised at my outburst slid himself away from me nursing his left arm which I bet will be dripping blood by now cus I bite with all the anger strength in me

Still nursing his wound he looked at me; Love? Your Mom said you are still in the business and she hooked me up with you”

That explains it, that woman always get on my nerve; she remembers me anytime she needs money. No wonder the recent come and see me calls

“What of the text messages and calls” I asked hoping to hear something good.

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. “I was just playing by the rule; your Mom said I can get you through those things and last night although you were drunk you agreed to go with me disregarding the customer I saw you with when I came

My eyes lit up at that “You mean Chris”

“whatever, I don’t know his name; we are not here for chit chat” he left me standing there and entered inside the bathroom “this is just business and contact your Mom, I don’t want to lose my contract with her”

Hot streams of tears flowed freely on my cheeks; I thought creating a new personality of my self is going to wash away the old memories. I cleaned the tears and packed my things haphazardly “I refuse to be beaten to this game

I opened the door and walked out angrily, walking down the long hall I hate to admit it but the hotel is very expensive. Lost in my admiration I walked into a soft but hard wall

“I am sorry” we both say at the same time

“Beatrice” the owner of the hard wall called out, realizing I couldn’t face anybody with my tear laden face I ran down the stairs

“Hey wait up” I can still hear his voice trailing behind me. I ran faster than my legs could carry, getting downstairs I realized I did not come with the car, I searched frantically inside my bag to looking for my phone

“I will drop you wherever you are going” I looked up to see who I was running the 100m race with

“Chris?

“Yes me, come in and I will take you wherever you are going to; I promise no funny business”

Beaten to it, I reluctantly entered the car, reciting these words in my mind; I am a successful woman, nobody should know about this ugly side of me

****** “are you really not going to say anything”

I looked at him and shifted my gaze back to the window “we have been driving for twenty five minutes now yet no destination and you refused to say anything”. I just gave him the GPS of the direction to my mother’s house, he nods and drives forward

I know I am just being a b*tch right now to the person that came to my aid but I need to save all my energy to talk to my mother. I adjusted myself to look at my savior “He is really handsome, that I admit and looks pretty rich too but quite young; the strong biceps that seems to be threatening to come out anytime soon shows he is a fan of gym and the soft chiseled lips that fits perfectly the carved out lines of his face gave me goose pimples” No Beatrice focus, I swirled my head to clear any thoughts when I noticed the little smirk on his face “he really have a poor way of hiding his effects on girls”

“we are here” he announced “Here we are in front of the gigantic building that puts any poor man to his place, the empire my Mom built while putting me through pain”

I got down from the car forgetting to thank Chris “I need to get to the root of this” I muttered to myself and walked to the familiar big door that looks like the gate to heaven, only if heaven’s gate will look this scary

I contemplated on knocking on the door or placing my thumb on the finger print reader for the door to open wondering if my old b*tch still leaves my facial and thumb recognition “Stop wasting your time, just put your face in there and come in” My Mom’s voice boomed from the intercom beside it

“talk about the devil” I hissed and placed my face for the facial recognition; the door clicked and opened. I walked down the familiar corridor richly painted with gold and milky color; my mothers favorite. She believes that everything about a rich and successful woman should be notified with gold..

I stepped into the huge parlor with her big portrait standing just beside her favorite coach, looking at the portrait I used to admire so much I noticed something, there is no emotion in those eyes of hers. I hissed so much of a mother

“Welcome my dear, I have really missed you” the woman that calls herself my mother says coming from her money office as she calls it still looking young and fresh like the last time I saw her

I looked at her with so much venom in my eyes wishing I can just strangle her right there “no need for that hateful look, I need my money where is it?” she asks stretching forth her hand

“I will send it to your account later but let this be the last time you are going to pull that on me, the next time I swear you will regret ever giving birth to someone like me” I warned without any atom of smile on my face

“Hahahahaaa” she laughed out loudly “No need for all this drama my dear, what Nora wants she gets” she laughs out loud out loud again “besides you are still my little Britni, the little kid that I have wrapped around my finger. Forget the change of name, it will do you no good” she walked out smiling triumphantly

I hate to see that satisfied look on her face, “not anymore mother, I am Beatrice and I stand out tall”

“Not so fast sweet heart, come see this” she played a video for me to watch and there in full glamour was me having sex with one of my client back in the days

She saw the shock on my face and smiled “One more threat from you and this video is out to the whole world to view, imagine the title; the renowned manager of Bea’s Consultancy in a sex video tape” she smirked again and left “don’t forget to send my money”

I staggered backward with tears on my face; I saw my six years of hard work creating a new personality for myself crashing before my very eyes

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Okay people, this is just a little reason for the one side darkness on our picture. Please just relax and read this story with me

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