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
Kamila is a young college student. She had relocated to Atlanta from her home country to study law at Georgia State University.As a freshman, the activities of the school weighed down on her so much that she had to visit the hospital for a quick check-up since she wasn't feeling very well. She was dressed in a black mini gown and black high-heeled pumps. Around her throat there was a leopard-patterned scarf, and her hand was full of bracelets, seemed like an extravagant adult teen. Her skin was very pale, and she was wearing dark glasses. She was the type of person that would sell their souls to avoid the hospital, but for the sake of her roommates who, feared she may have caught a virus. Fortunately, she only had malaria. She got her drugs and headed towards the door, though she met an obstruction on the way. A woman she immediately recognized, though not dressed well but in hospital pajamas. She had a big dirty teddy bear in her hands. Kamila couldn't believe her eyes, this was he
My first year in college didn't start on quite an interesting note. First, Jude Kam had forced me to study a course I had no interest in; Business Administration, for the sake of the future of his company. I didn't have any choice. I stayed one full year with him locked in a castle, in a new country. And at college, it was pretty hard for me to associate with people. Actually, I was scared of associations. My roommates were just too disgusting to me, or maybe I was to them. They were the partying type, always out at night. Sometimes I doubted if they were really in the school to study. Lisa and Sandra, two cheeky best friends. Lisa was the only one who acknowledged that I was an introvert and how much I cherished my time alone. But she still disgusts me sometimes. Sandra basically picks on every single move I make in that room and I concluded she hated me.Most times, I wished I had never survived the surgery, or my own suicide attempt. I still have a scar on my right wrist and it rem
" Where you going? Don't you have a lecture at this time?"Lisa questioned me that morning. I had booked my ticket the night before and I was leaving that morning."I'm going out, Lisa. I'll be back in one or two days. Can you help me with the attendance please?"She arched her brows. I didn't want to be absent, yet I'm going to be absent. I only needed her to help fill my name on the attendance register while I was gone, so Jude wouldn't know I had left the school. He's always watching."Where are you heading to this early?""I have something important to deal with at home. Will you help? Please?"She thought for a while. "Since this is your first time asking for this kind of help. I'll do it. Two days max, alright?""Yeah sure, thanks." I hugged her and stormed out. I didn't use my car, scared of being monitored. I was dressed in a black hoodie, black jeans and a slip on... not my usual style. As soon as I got on the plane, I knew how fulfilled I would be, getting hold of that guitar
"Master Kam, there was a report made by a customer about the new neuro- tech project. The company has been sued."Jude was infuriated, he had worked hard enough and protected the company against any law suit. Why now?"Take care of the punk! Must I give instructions before you know what to do?!""I apologize, Mister Kam. He has influence. He's bent on dragging the company's name in the mud.""Then get rid of him!"He shrieked. "You know what? I'm coming over. I'll be there tomorrow. Keep an eye on him.""Okay sir!"He hung up.*I became better, courtesy of Damien's letter. I was ready to live again. I attended all the lectures that day. Although bored and stressed, I wrote some lines of songs for him. Then my phone beeped. Jude Kam was on the line."Hey Paige""Hey""Can you come over to the house? I need to see you."What again?!Whenever he asked me to come over, I knew what he wanted, s*x. I agreed to study business administration instead of my proposed Journalism because he threate
"Hi."I'd stared too much. He had to repeat himself."Hi"I replied coldly."I'm Henry." He said. "I love your song.""Thanks."I forced a smile. He smiled back and I finally made a decision to keep my sanity. I looked the other way."Do you sing in a band?""No.""Ehm."His eyes darted around for a while. "The concert at Queen Mary's tonight, will you be there?""No."He gave me that "what the hell is she staring at?" kind of look.Unfortunately, bro, I stare at nothing but nothing."What if I invite you?"He said. "Please be there."I had to face him again. "Are you asking me to go with you? Or what?"I felt like I'd said too much. But why am I seeing Damien, not Henry?"Kind of. I'd like you to play for us. Sorry, I didn't mention I'm a member of the school's band."Big turn off. I really do not want to be involved in anything in that school."I'm sorry, but I can't.""Okay. What about you just come and watch the band? Chill off and have fun?"He pastered."You really want me to be there
"What the hell were you thinking Paige?!"Sandra yelled at me the next morning. "Taking my boyfriend behind my back. Do you really think you can get through with that?!"Did she just say "boyfriend"? They must have seen us together after the concert. How on earth do I explain to her?! I've had a long night already. I was taunted with dreams and then this? "Who are you talking about?"I asked, as if lost. I should be lost. The guy in question is not her "boyfriend". What's up with girls nowadays? Wasn't it just a crush? Did he ever notice her? I'm sure he hasn't because if he had, she'd be calling him "husband" by now.Sandra clenched her fists. Lisa helped her speak."You didn't tell us that he asked you out, did you? I mean Henry."I sighed. Where is this coming from, oh Good Lord?"Well, he didn't. And where did you get your information from?""You were at the concert to see him, weren't you?""I'm not Sandra.""Then why did you attend?""Why did you attend?"I said, non-chalantly. T
”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