Strong Emotions - Episode 20

 

           I walked to the kitchen and realized that the person who murdered the lifeless body I saw earlier, did so with a knife he or she found in my kitchen because the knife was placed near the sink covered with blood. The sight of the human blood and the fact that I saw a headless dead body made me trembled so much that my hands vibrated when I tried to dial a number on phone. I didn't even know the number to call, I thought of whether I should call George or Antonio or even Tracy, I shivered at the thought that a neighbour or a cop might enter my house  and accuse me of murder since the door was opened and despite the fact that it was late in the night, the sight of the blood was still obvious . I heard a faint footsteps, someone walked towards the kitchen, that gave me the hint that the murderer was still inside my house. I walked tiptoed round the kitchen looking for a weapon to defend myself if the case might warrant such when all of a sudden a hand seized me from behind, my eyes and mouth were covered with an handkerchief, I kicked and fought with all my might but the person overpowered me and dragged me towards my bedroom.
         "Please don't hurt me, if it's money you want, I'm ready to give you." I pleaded amidst tears but I was pushed hard towards the bed, I groaned in pain. Oh! My God who could this person be and what does he or she wants from me? I knew that George would surely look for me, Lord! Direct him towards my house because I'm sure he would be worried if my number wasn't recheable

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. I waited for what might happen next, I was anxious because there was total silence and I thought I would be considered and released not until when the person began to rip-off my clothes and it then dawn on me that it was a man, the soft,chiffon,floral gown I wore made it easier to tore. I screamed for help but the sounds couldn't force their way out of my mouth, I fought with my hands but he pinned my hands against the bed, after he had removed the last piece on my body which was my pant, he had his way with me and at that point I became weak, powerless and hopeless but there was some things that were in him that were quite similar to that of George's, I could perceive a similar smell like his, the hands felt familiar, the way he rode into me.

"Gosh!" I gasped, no it can't possibly be George. The rapist heaved a sigh of relief when he was done and he tied my hands and feet with ropes. Few minutes later, I heard the sounds of the shower. I laid on the bed for five minutes before I came back to my senses and to accept the fact that I was raped in my own bed, I sat upright, and I wept bitterly. What did I do to deserve this ? 
         

    "You are a liar..." The rapist screamed and Gbam! It turned out to be George's voice. He pulled the handkerchief away from my eyes and mouth and I knew my eyes wasn't seeing double, I'm not dreaming, it's real but he refused to untie me.
       "George..." I screamed. He staggered with a bottle of Brandy which he had almost finished drinking, he was drunk to stupor.
        "Shut up!...I know you don't love me , you only tell me lies that you do love me and I'm not bothered about it anymore. You went out with that fool today on a date, you think I don't know why you were angry with me this morning? It's because you know he will propose to you. Here have it." He stretched a small ring box towards me "wake him up to give you the ring. Nonsense!" He shouted bitterly.
          "You killed Antonio? I was out with Tracy and not Antonio, why did you have to kill him. So it was Antonio's body I saw in the living room?." Oh my God! So Antonio wanted to propose to me that was why he invited me on a date the day I decided to cancelled it in order to satisfy George and he wanted to make it a surprise for me in my hostel. If only he knew I wasn't interested in dating him but rather I wanted to shift his attention into Tracy's ,he wouldn't have met his untimely death.
He held the bottle of alcohol in the position of his lips and drank all the content. "Yes, I did, he came looking for you this afternoon with that stupid box and I got furious because I can't afford to lose you to him.. Hahaha.." he laughed hysterically.
          "And...you raped me".
         "That's part of my accomplishment, I want you to know that I can do and undo...yes! I'm the boss." He stretched his arms in a boastful manner and laughed loudly. Yes! ... George is finally mad, Why didn't I realise this on time? He will kill me soon if I don't do something.
       "You will remain tied till further notice." He smashed the empty bottle against the wall and cut his flesh with, he smiled stupidly at the sight of his own blood. So George had been going through a lot here in Canada without the awareness of his family or were they aware but pretended as if there were not? 
         "George stop this madness..." I yelled. 
        "I won't hurt you my love, I just want you around me." He smiled sheepishly, walked towards the parlour and dragged something which I know was the dead body towards his car, I scan the room to see if I could see a sharp object to cut off the rope which he used to tie my hands and feet then suddenly I saw one of the broken pieces from the bottle he smashed against the wall, it was right in front my feet. I turned around so that I could grab it with my hands since it was tied to my back, I cut my thumb in the process of cutting the rope on my hand but I couldn't feel that pain because I was in a greater pain. I stared at the door to be at an alert so that I wouldn't be caught in the process of trying to escape but luckily, he was not yet done with whatever he carried the corpse for. Within two minutes I had loosen the ropes on my hands and feet, now the next action was to call someone for help, I needed to find my phone and I could remember vividly that I dropped it unconsciously when he seized me up in the kitchen. I tiptoed towards the door and peeped around, there was no one in sight, I scampered in to the kitchen and grab my phone which was lying on the floor and stained with the blood. I stood up and saw George through the kitchen's window digging the ground to bury the body, he can't escape with what he had done, he would surely pay for this. I tiptoed back into my room , searched my school bag and luckily I found the card Miss Carole, the psychologist from Green Medical Hospital gave at police station in case I might need to contact her, I ran into to the toilet, locked the door and I pressed my back against the door. 
      "Hello..."I whispered."I'm I speaking to Miss Carole?". I asked still in a whisper.
"Yes please, how may I help you." 
  "This is Enny, the lady you gave your card to at the police station. I need your help, it's urgent because my life is in danger."
     "What happened?"
      "It's a case of a murder and rape but the murderer and the rapist is still in my house." I said quietly trying not to attract George's attention.
    "Oh My!  Enny, tell us your location now." 
    "Number 3, Addison street, the house is built with bricks and painted brown."
  "We are coming there right now, just stay calm , try to hide somewhere and don't move." 
   "Okay..." We? That means she was probably coming with the cops. I felt my forehead with my palm and I noticed how hot it was, I was feeling dizzy and I wouldn't want to collapse yet untill he has been apprehended. I could hear George screamed my name from the living room, he walked into my bedroom and my heart almost leapt out of it's cage when I heard his footsteps towards the toilet I was hiding.
    "Enny!... Don't let me hurt you, just come out from wherever you are hiding because we would get married tonight. Enny!... Where are you?". He ranted. He stopped when he got in front of the toilet door."Are you there?". He waited for a reply and when he heard none, he banged at the door. I held my mouth with my palms in case I might let out an unconscious cry, I text a message to Mrs Carole to inform her that he might break down the door of the place I was hiding and she replied that I should remain calm because the police have surrounded my hostel and they don't want to alert him so he wouldn't escape. I let out a sign of relief, since it's not Nigerian police I don't have anything to panic about. 
   "I Know you are in that toilet, I'm going to break it down now. " He shoved his body against the door and I wished I could crawl out through the small window, the tension a person goes through in a moment like this could not be fully described because at some point it will be like one's soul had vanished and the body was no more functioning. George had turned into an animal , in fact an uncontrollable animal and he would kill me if he successfully break this door down and at the thought of this I soiled my pants with hot urine despite the fact that I was in the toilet, at that period all what my brain was after was survival. I looked at my phone and saw several missed calls from Tracy and Mum and Tracy sent a message that our freshman's party was next week and I had to be there. If only she knew my present situation she would have showed up at my hostel in her car.
    "Put your hands up.." I heard a voice called and I knew the cops were finally there. They called me out when it was safe and I opened the door to see Miss Carole, Officer Benson and some other cops. As they handcuffed George he kept smiling as if he was possessed. I closed my eyes to calm my nerves down and hugged Miss Carole.
    "Calm down darling, everything will be fine." Miss Carole soothed and patted me while I cried uncontrollably. 
     "Can you show us where the body was buried?" Officer Benson asked and I nodded while Carole handed me a tissue paper to clean my tears, I led them to the backyard where he buried Antonio and he took the knife soiled with blood with a glove. He said I would need to follow them to police station before that I would be driven to the hospital for a check up and to make sure I was okay due to the rape incident, I was led into Miss Carole car while George was bundled into the police van. The only question I kept asking myself was what happened to George? When and how did he get insane?I suspect Lola knew something about this and she had kept it away from me. I wonder how many trials and challenges I would have to go through before I would sail through, I dated a man who cheated on me with my best friend, i lost my dad in the process, got pregnant and went through the pain of miscarriage and I got raped by my best friend's brother and he murdered my new friend. Sometimes I feel like committing suicide but I noticed that is not the best option now, there are lots of people who had gone through half of these circumstances and had committed suicide but some decided to give life a second if not a third chance, coming down to Canada was something God had planned for me for a purpose and I have to be strong, if not for myself but for my mum.