"Hey."Damien said as he joined my taboe at the cafeteria. From what I heard, our team had the highest score. I wasn't there. I was late to school. I had argument with Jude that morning and that was a huge turn off for me. I just wanted to be alone, throughout the day.
"Hey."I adjusted my glasses an fixed my gaze back on the good I wasn't eating.
"We made it. Why were you so late today? You should have been there."
"Hm. Something came up."I tried not to sound as cold as I felt.
"Okay."He began to eat and I could not help but watch him. There's this hope I get when I look at his face, his words rings in my head, tels me I'm not worthless, that I am enough. I just could not take my face off him, like he was my source of life.
"Paige? Are you okay?"
"Of course I am."
"You don't look like you are. You've been cold all morning, even now."
I winced. "Shouldn't you be at the class teacher's office, collating results?"
"I've done
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me." ✝ Psalms 23:4I wouldn't think of anything else. "The shadow of death." Was Anabelle in the shadow of death too or is she really dead. I was home alone again and I have a lot to clarify. First, I needed to get to my dad's chatroom again. I had seen it by chance the other day and I knew surely that Jude's laptops would be locked with a code. I was desperate. Who wouldn't be? I thought of asking my robot, I knew he'd report to Jude when he comes back, he's been programmed to be a parrot.I knew it was going to be very difficult because I haven't hacked before. Then I remembered I had a smartphone, thanks to Damien. I hurriedly retrieved it from the drawer I had hidden it. It had dozens of messages from Damien. Poor guy, he really cares and it's overwhelming. I still ask myself, even till now if I deserved it. I se
I had my journal in my hand, somehow I felt a new need to hold on to it everywhere I went. I was with Damien, though I was bruised all over, it was easy to hide the pain. Besides, I was used to being flogged.We were talking about something that made me laugh so hard. It was actually a comedy skit we watched. I almost lost balance, my journal scattered on the ground. I was embarrassed, more embarrassed because the name "Annabelle Steele" was written boldly on its front page."Thank you."I said to Damien, who gentlemanly helped me pack it up. I didn't have to bend, I wasn't in popsocks and I was pretty self popsicks. I can't explain why."Annabelle Steele?"He questioned.I was actually surprised, then I remembered who my mum was."I thought I was the only old school guy."He gushed. "Oh my God, you like her too. I have a book! I love her work."My mum has a book?! Wow!"Old school? It's not old school at all.""It is. In someway. She probably wrote that book when I was a toddler, or yet
My life was normal after that day. I just lived with the fact that my mum was still alive and safe. She might not be well, but I believed we were going to meet someday. I can't find her now, I don't have to try because I'll only get hurt if I do.Studying with Damien was everything I had imagined and more. I wouldn't say I grabbed all that he taught me, but he was the best teacher anyone could have. We were always together and I did my best to hide the dark part of me from him. I study the bible once in a while. He reminds me to do that every day. That helped me a lot. I found a God, a bigger God, and I was ready to stick to him till the end, if not for anything but the fact that Damien cherishes him just as much. My dad's molestations were already a part of my life, so it didn't bother me too much. I wrote more songs with Damien. We made few records. Three days before our final exams, school closed very early and we were asked to vacate the school. Neither my dad nor his driver was a
I wasn't only flogged, I'd say tortured. He also checked if I'd been touched by another man except him. That horrid act, the root cause of all my bleedings. He also restricted my movement for a week, so I didn't have to go to school. I was locked up in my room. I had time to read my mum's book. She really was original. I couldn't help but compare myself with her. She acknowledged her toddler in the acknowledgement session, it was me. I have no memory left of it. The book only gave me a sense of her. I wasn't bothered about myself. I just feared for Damien. Andra asked me to protect him. I failed. My dad now knows about him and who knows? He'll be watching Damien's every move by now.I had the phone with me but I could not reply to Damien's messages, for some reason I just wanted to forget about him. Or I wanted him to forget about me. I avoided my window too, because I knew he'd be there. Damien didn't stop there, he visited my house again. Unfortunately, Jude's security men didn't l
" You really are a good actor Paige."I could not believe my ears and eyes. Damien took out his phone and played the videos of his assault to me. I could not help but scream. He held me and dragged me to one of the rooms in the sick bay. He locked the door so no one would interrupt us and even shut the windows. I was in tears as I watched him. "I'm sorry Paige," he said. "I know everything now. I know how much you'd like to hide this. How much you've lied to me? I know." I tried to speak. "Damien. How did you get that?" "Does that matter now? Huh?" He joined me on the couch and wiped my teara with his palm. I covered my face in shame of him. "You weren't going to tell anyone, were you? Yet you were dying inside. That monster!..." "Damien!"I shrieked. "Please... The walls have ears. I'd die." He swallowed. He was pained, that feeling of responsibility. "Fine!"He gasped. " How long has this been going on?" "Ten years. Precisely, since I was six." "What?!" he exclaimed. I cried an
"I'm traveling to Africa today. I'll spend three days there. I'm going with my driver. You can locate the house now , can't you?" Jude Kam announced that morning when he dropped me at school."You know you don't have to worry about exams. I'll clear that off. So you can stay home tomorrow, till I'm back."I was quiet."You also have the chance to go out with your boyfriend. But trust me, I won't get your whore ass out of any trouble.""He's not my boyfriend!"I slammed the door of his car and walked into the school.I was desperately searching for Damien in the crowd of students in the exam hall. I found him in his usual position and sighed. The exam that day wasn't as good as I expected it to be. Though I'd studied them with Damien before, I just could not concentrate on it. I literally submitted a blank paper. I wasn't bothered though. I had a lot on my mind and all I did was watch him scribble away on his paper. I could not wait for the end of exams that day.*"How was the exam?" D
I was chained to a chair. It all looked like I'd slept for years. My throat begged for water, my soul for food. I tried to trace back my steps, of how I got here. When I was at school, the fierce-looking invigilator had her eye on me all through the exam. I couldn't write because I had a lot on my mind. Then, I was with Damien. I rode on his bike. Did I? My memory is blurry. I just had to think, to make something of where I was and how I got there. I was with Damien, and I rode on his bike. We were followed by a black car and then... Kidnapped!That was how many days ago! How long have I slept?!I felt empty. Jude Kam would have been in Africa by now. Who would find me now? It's obvious he isn't behind the kidnapping. But who else has something against us?I had to find Damien. I tried to move my head, the sackcloth was not only intoxicating but blocking me out of the world. I only saw darkness. "Damien. Are you there?!" I reasoned that since we were kidnapped together we'd be placed
"I would not like to hear from you, my niece is still in a comma. It's all your fault."Jude insulted the cops who had come to interrogate him. "What are you people even useful for?! Since you can not handle a simple kidnapping case like this, then you should be dog chasers, not criminals!"The policeman, who had swallowed his words with all sense of professionalism, then replied, "I apologize for this sudden intrusion Sir. And for your niece. But you really need to understand that she was kidnapped with a classmate and he's still missing...""So...""His parents are here. We'd like to have a chat with both parents."Jude Kam followed them to the hospital's reception. Mr and Mrs Smith stood up on seeing him, they had a wary look and somehow Jude pitied them. They exchanged greetings and sat down."First, accept my..." One of the three policemen who sat on the couch began."Get straight to the point!"Mrs Smith shunned him. Her husband patted her back."It's the third day and one of them
”Are you sure Hope sent you to me?“???”Who else would send me to you if not her?“ He replied with a question, intentionally questioning her insecurities.”Are you sure she's okay? Or are you…lying to me?“ she asked.”She is fine. “ he forced on a smile. ”i'm curious though, why do you care so much?“”i might be hidden in this dark place but I still priorities and Hope is one of them.“Kyle pondered on that statement. It sounded strange coming from a stranger who obviously isn't a stranger anymore. How come? She even calls her by her most cherished name.”That's great.“ he smiled and she nodded.Kamila really did a good job.He thought. But where the hell is she now to complete it?!”Jude Kam was a successful business man so yeah, he had a lot of enemies. Just like you you guys, the cops, do.“She answered willingly.”we do?“ Kyle smirked.”i hate policemen. All of them!“ she spat.Kyle swallowed. ”Why, if I may ask?“Conspiracy. They're failed in a lot of ways. They always have a pr
He woke up with a kick, made by his legs. Another nightmare!He sniffed soberly and dragged himself to the bathroom to wash off the dream not only from his face but from his life. She might be missing now, but she'll be back. He told himself.He was on a compulsory leave and when he checked the time, he saw that he really needed the leave. At first when his boss asked him to stay off work until she is found he argued. To him, it was better that he was at work. He will be more miserable if he's alone without her. He and his team has worked so hard for the past two days, even at night. He settled in late the night before because he had visited a dead trail.It's always been a dead trail. He dragged himself down the stairs to the kitchen, but could not enter. Everywhere smells of her.He kicked a pillow on the rug and sat by the couch. The same way they sit every night. They prefer to sit on the rug than the couch. He sucked on a tear.“Shit…” he hissed, throwing away another pillow. He
“You're not going to say anything?” I said. “I saw a picture in her room. You both were in it. That's why you looked so familiar when I saw you. Or am I…”“You are right.” I gasped. “I should have told you earlier. I was just too… shocked.And hurt. I could tell“ She killed her uncle.I was silent waiting for his reply, maybe he also knew that he wasn't her uncle but her dad“Jude Kam.” He said, as if reading my mind. “She didn't.I winced. The truth gets so hard to believe. “Who are you to her?“ I can't say.” He gasped. “I don't know if I'm worthy anymore to be called by any title to her. She's not going to forgive me. I won't forgive myself, either. It's all my fault.“I'm lost, “I declared“Since we're here together, and we have all day, I'll explain to you.I sat by his side, putting on my only asset, the tape recorder“Jude Kam use to think he was a powerful man. Perhaps he was. His best friend, Brianne Hooke, killed him. He is the same person who have us here. And he's going t
Kyle got home that night sad and distressed. It was the second night that he was going to spend without her. He had searched all the places he could think of. He had been to that address she sent to him the umpteenth time. Yet, she still was missing. He took a bottle of wine from the fridge and gulped in it. Hoping that it would ease his tension. " She's not dead. "He told himself. "It's not two days yet. I'll find her."He blamed himself severally for allowing her take up the case when he knew what danger was in it, blamed himself for ignoring his phone beep while at a rescue mission. Of course, it should have been switched off but he didn't because of his gut feeling. Yet he still failed her.The landline hung on the wall beeped and he reached for it immediately. There was an unfamiliar ID and he wouldn't have picked it if it was not for Kamila's disappearance."Hello."He rasped."Hello, Miss Dickson. I finally tried your home number today. How's everything?""It's her husband speak
I wasn't dead. My eyelids were heavy, and I was cold.it was all too dark, and I could barely see. I moved my hands, and it moved, and my legs moved too. The last I remember was that I was pushed into a vehicle, and that seemed like an eternity ago.I grunted in pain as I pushed off my bruised knees. I was an idiot. I should have waited. I should have called Kyle. He warned me not to go anywhere without him. Paige warned me too. Now I've failed her. I'm caged in here by God knows who, and I won't be able to help her out of there. What is a disaster?!Once I was on my feet, I ripped off the tape on my mouth. Did they expect me to sleep forever? Tch...I took in my surroundings. I was in a cage at one end of a closed basement, and a dim lantern on the side of the space cast just enough light to see dark walls.“Shit!” I gasped. The heat the lantern created was just too unbearable, and I thought that it was the intended torture by my captives.Someone moaned softly. I spuned and gasped w
After that short meeting with Paige, I could not control my nerves. All my being told me to get on with it with or without protection. Besides, Kyle is always busy at work and I can't afford to bother him with mine. Maybe, this is for me. I should do this myself. I wasn't hurt when I visited the villa. Why should I be so scared to visit a college student's house?And i need all the information I can get as soon as possible. There's a lot at stake here, obviously.I parked my car at the entrance of this small cottage gate. I knew immediately that the estate has assured its occupants adequate safety because almost every house has this short cottage gate. I got down from my car, my phone, a polythene bag and some gloves in hand. I was hoping to see something. I just didn't know what exactly.The gate wasn't locked and there was still a car in the lot, probably hers. In the world where tinted car windows showef wealthiness, I hoped someday I'll make enough to get mine tinted and maintaine
"She's my mum and... You don't have to believe me."She stopped and I was quiet too. Thinking."Can we..."She said. "I wanna be alone. I... Can you come tomorrow? I'll talk to you tomorrow. I don't feel alright anymore."She winced."Did I say something wrong?""No, I'm just tired of this conversation.""Okay...but!"I remembered something. "Do you... hurt yourself in there?""Do I look insane to you?"She said, then yelled. "Warder! Get me out of here!"Time to go. I told myself."Okay Paige, thank you for speaking with me."The warder appeared and unchained her. Before I was done packing up she was gone. That was... breathe taking. I needed some sleep. When I got into the car, my phone beeped. It was then I realized I have spent hours in there. It's noon already, past lunchtime. Little wonder, I'm so exhausted."Kamila."He said on the other end. Whenever he calls my name on the phone I get that he is quite serious. Actually, he rarely calls during the day."Hey."I yawned."I found some
“Good to see you today.” I said, while she just nodded. I prayed that she would be in a good mood, but her silence spoke otherwise. I took some time to observe her before talking further. Her hair was unusually packed today, and it gave me a full view of her distressed yet stunning face. She is the real definition of beauty for ashes. Though she still had some scars on her left cheek, the redness of those scars only complemented her beauty. She didn't have any blood stain today on her body, and I wondered why.She looked…good, and that gave me enough hope.“How're you doing today?”“You've only been gone for some hours.” She said, more like a whisper, and with time I realized that was the highest she could go. Life in the prison has taken her voice, and her soul, probably. I just can't imagine…“Hope,” She called me.“Yes, Paige.”“Do you…know my mother? Annabelle Steele?” She asked and I answered immediately.“Who doesn't? I do. I loved her…very much.”“Do you believe me? That she's
"Leave?" I said. "No, I won't. What is wrong with you Paige? Isn't it obvious enough that you don't belong here? You called the police on yourself. Which criminal does that...""The one who wants justice Hope!" She yelled at me."You're crazy."I sat without thinking.When I realized what I spewed out, it was already too late because she had gone immediately cold. I wanted to apologize but i changed my mind. You don't always have to talk. I told myself.This isn't the right time to pity but to speak truth. She's really crazy."Your friends are worried about you. You think everyone in this world is against you? Well, You're not the only one who thinks that. We all have been in a cloudy weather before. What about God, Paige? I heard you were a worshipper. Is this His plans for you? Did you suddenly forget him because of a single mistake?""I killed him."She muttered like a hurt bird, seeking mercy, full of regret and pain."Or did you suddenly forget that david who you represent in our a