She Did It - Episode 1

 

"You murdered him", Tola said. She had barged into the room with Bimpe as they stared on the floor continuously; lifeless body of a built man. Mouth agape. Rowland was lying haplessly on the floor, as blood dripped out from his stomach and mouth. Much blood had already gushed out, while some were still dropping like a tap about to stop bringing out drops of water.

Sheila was shivering in fear. Her body was covered with goose bumps . She felt guilty because she had murdered the love of her life. Tears were dripping down her cheeks. "I will end in jail", she thought.

"I'm lost! I don't even know what to do", Sheila cried. Bimpe let out a huge laughter. Tola was confused and stared like she was in a different world. She couldn't believe her eyes.

"Why are you crying? You should be jubilant that you have killed this flirt that had been causing you pains", Bimpe snarled.

"So, you know about this?", Tola queried. She continued facing Bimpe, "Jubilant?! What about walking away?!"
"Lower your voice woman", Bimpe shushed Tola. Shelia moved closer and held Bimpe by her cloths.

"Will you get your filthy hands off me", Bimpe yelled. Sheila was shocked

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. She dropped her hands quickly whilst shaking repeatedly. Her eyes were filled with tears. It was swollen after she had cried for so many minutes. Bimpe dropped her bag by the sofa, sat down and crossed her legs.

"Babes, I'm lost. What happened", Tola drew close and patted Sheila. Sheila wanted to talk, but words had failed her. She was blurting spits.

"Just talk to me", Tola questioned again. She gestured at Bimpe waiting on her to say something. Bimpe hissed, snapped and looked away.

"Well, I'm done here, settle your mess and murder case, you are all lumped in. My hands are out of it", she positioned her already loosed bag, tightly on her hands and was about to leave. Sheila ran and drew her back. There was a cackling smile from Bimpe.

"You are such a feeble hearted girl who can't abide by girl's code", Bimpe said and started laughing continuously. She continued, "the man who believes it's his world and had been cheating on you, was finally gunned down by you and you are sobbing?". 

"But.....", Sheila wanted to say. "But what?", Bimpe shut her up.

Rowland had been cheating on Sheila and had always claimed he was right. He physically abused Sheila and still collects money from her. Sheila couldn't get out of the relationship. She was the one in love. Rowland was what Sheila wanted in a relationship; tall, built, cute and other features Sheila fantasized in a guy. Rowland was perfectly the ladies man. Tola was irritated by the relationship and couldn't deal, but she couldn't interfere on Sheila's want. Meanwhile, Bimpe was an alpha female who can't stand her friend being in a toxic relationship. But, she was a hot tempered woman.

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. Rowland was a misogynist and she was a misandry. Two breeds that could breed a toxic relationship.

She had handed Sheila a gun to kill Rowland or she quit disturbing her with the whining of her life. Whenever Sheila was being abused, getting hold of the gun sets her into cold feet, not until that day. As usual, Rowland had cheated and she found the evidence on his phone. He confronted him, and she was battered as usual.

"Who gave you the audacity to touch my phone?", Rowland yelled as he hit her with all his strength and she slumped. Sheila, staggered and stood, then ran to the room, picked up the gun and pointed at Rowland.

"I'm going to kill you, son of the devil", she confronted him, and said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"The effrontery?", Rowland yelled. He came close, and twisted Sheila hands and she writhed in pains. The gun wanted to fall off from Sheila's hand, and there was a gun shot as Rowland slumped and laid helplessly on the floor.

"Oh my God", she dropped the gun and started crying before her friends came in.

"So, who killed him?",  Tola asked. 

"I did, but Bimpe was the master minder", Sheila cried. She continued, "she gave me the gun". Tola sat on the chair with her hands on her fore head.

"Enough of the blames, girl, that's why we are friends", Bimpe said. She continued, "you will get a lover who will love you whole heatedly".

Bimpe stood, went to the kitchen to get a mop, as they cleaned up the blood and started making arrangements on how to dispose the body.