Five minutes had gone past and Dexter was still chewing his nails, thinking of his decision. He feared making the worst decision that was most likely to ruin his life for good. As much as Dexter hated being locked up in the police station for too long and would do anything to buy his freedom, he still wasn't satisfied with his Father's decision. He wished his Father would reconsider his decision and have mercy on him. Getting married to Ciara wasn't what Dexter had envisaged in his lifetime, because they never liked each other from the onset. He never for once, found Ciara worthy enough to be his girlfriend, let alone his wife. He had a feeling that the marriage wouldn't even leave for a week before they finally got divorced. “You should know that being kept quiet is what I hate the most, Dexter. Yet, you keep doing it to me. Do you think I'm here to look at your ugly face? I've got other important stuff to worry about. Instead, I chose to come here and save your sorry ass.
“Do you enjoy wasting people's time, or it's a habit you just developed?” George snarled. He swore not to get himself involved in another heated moment with the cops anymore. Unfortunately, Rhoda pushed his button, forcing him to go against his will.“That's Officer Lucas. He's going to attend to you. He's responsible for this case,” Rhoda confessed just to roll the burden away from her heart. “You bitch! You had to find a way to force me into this mess. I am going to make you pay for what you just did.” Lucas threatened Rhoda. He was sending signals to Rhoda not to point at him, but she wasn't paying attention. Guilt and anxiety had taken over her soul. The only thing she was interested in was seeing Dexter and his Father leave. “I am sorry, Sir. I had no choice I was under immense pressure,” Rhoda apologized. Unfortunately, the apology was rejected immediately as Lucas continued to yell at her. “Keep your damn apology to yourself. I don't want to hear it. Why didn't you te
A flurry of morning activities was conveyed by the softly flickering morning sun on Houston, Texas's streets. "Beep! Beep!” Kelly's alarm reminded him of the adventures ahead. Even though he did not drink coffee, he could not sleep last night because of the problems he was facing. Kelly recently lost his job as a gatekeeper in an exquisite restaurant after he showed up late at work on many occasions. Living in the slums of America, he found it difficult to show up early at work. It is my reckoning day. He let out another sigh of exasperation and looked at his wall clock, which showed 8:30 a.m. A semi-detached bungalow with cracked walls and worn-out blue paint where he resides with his daughter, Ciara, after he lost his beloved wife. Kelly was already at peace with his fate and prepared for whatever lay ahead. His wife passed away too soon because he was unable to cover her medical expenses with even the pennies he had previously made from the restaurant. "I am aware t
Is this a dream? My phone and cash! Hey, wait,” Kelly ran after the moving vehicle, screaming like a lunatic. He didn't know what just hit him. It took him 3 minutes to realize he had just been robbed. Wrapping his hands around his waist, he shook his head in disgust and sat next to a gigantic fence outside. He couldn't report to the cops or tell anyone what happened. "Where do I go from here? I don't even have a dime on me right now. What do I tell Ciara? How will she react to the devastating news?” Facing the sky, Kelly prayed silently in a faint tone. He got so engrossed in his thoughts and dozed outside, unbothered by the scorching sun melting his skin. "Hey, stranger. What are you doing here?” A passerby tapped Kelly and woke him up. "I'm fine,” replied, Kelly in a full-body stretch. He yawned and stood up. "My phone, where's it? I need to call my daughter immediately. She must be worried about me,” ransacking his pocket for his phone, he screamed. He immediately
"Don't be so ridiculous. I don't wanna believe you've got nothing inside that big head of yours. I don't want my father to find you here. We should think of getting you out of here before he walks inside,” bewildered, Ciara whispered. Her head was spinning. She could barely think straight to come up with a solution. "And I asked us not to have sex here. We could have just gone to your place. Now see the mess you caused me.” Ciara berated Walters for what happened. "Enough with the self-pity. It wasn't my fault. Don't act like you didn't want it, too. If you were so serious about this, you would have declined. But no, you jumped on the bed and spread your legs so damn wide while I fucked you so hard.” Walters clapped back and taunted Ciara. Leaning forward to her room door, Kelly called out again, this time, screaming out his lungs. "Ciara, I know you're in there. Why are you not answering? I've been calling for over an hour,” Making an indistinct chatter, she ordered Walters
It's yet another day conveying new hopes and aspirations. Ciara still hasn't gotten over the shock of being sold to an arranged marriage without her consent. Now she's on the verge of losing Walters, the only man who loved and cared for her, just to fulfill her father's selfish interest. "He even threatened to attempt suicide if I went against his decision. This is indeed bigger than me.” Ciara pondered. She's been out of bed for over an hour, speaking to her reflection in the mirror and seeking answers that would never be answered. "I need to find a way to fix this mess. I'm an adult. I can't allow my father to play the lead role in my life. Enough of this bullshit. I'm done playing his script. I'm now in charge!” With a bit of confidence, Ciara spoke out as she got dressed and dashed to the living room to find her father watching, concentrating on a television show. "Good morning, Dad,” trying to force a smile, Ciara greeted, yet he ignored her and narrowed his focus on the
The relationship saga hit Ciara so hard and pierced her heart like a dagger. She got so engrossed in her thoughts and forgot where she was. "Fuck you bitch. Watch where you going. I almost got you killed. If you're so tired of life, go jump into the Atlantic Ocean. Don't get me involved in your mess,” the man yelled at Ciara for standing in his way. "OMG! I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking. I never knew there was a car behind me,” she apologized. It took her some minutes to finally regain consciousness. “Sorry? Did you just apologize? Apologies, my ass.” The man angrily stepped down from his car and rushed to Ciara. “ I almost got you knocked down. Of course, you know what that means, right? I'll be spending Christmas in jail. Why don't I show you how sorry you should be?” Dragging Ciara by the ear and pulling her hair, he warned. “Don't try this shit with me next time because If you do, your folks will be planning your funeral. You pathetic bastard. Get the fuck out of my s
“That's enough. I am not going to accept that from both of you. For crying out loud, why are you two acting like lunatics? You couldn't even acknowledge our presence. Have you suddenly lost respect for us?” George Cooper yelled at Dexter and Ciara as though they were kids. He wasn't biased in his judgment, neither did he pamper Dexter because he was his son. “Father, please cut me some slack.Whose side are you on? I can't believe you would say this to me. You were here when she insulted me. Why didn't you do something about it?” Dexter fumed at his father. He could barely conceal the frustration at George's verdict. As his son, Dexter figured that he was entitled to some kind of benefits, which his Father deprived him of. “Shut the fuck up, Dexter. I just knew you were going to be the first to speak. I would never be an advocate of irrational attitude,” George clapped back at Dexter. It didn't take him too long to do that. It's as though he's been waiting for this moment when he
“Do you enjoy wasting people's time, or it's a habit you just developed?” George snarled. He swore not to get himself involved in another heated moment with the cops anymore. Unfortunately, Rhoda pushed his button, forcing him to go against his will.“That's Officer Lucas. He's going to attend to you. He's responsible for this case,” Rhoda confessed just to roll the burden away from her heart. “You bitch! You had to find a way to force me into this mess. I am going to make you pay for what you just did.” Lucas threatened Rhoda. He was sending signals to Rhoda not to point at him, but she wasn't paying attention. Guilt and anxiety had taken over her soul. The only thing she was interested in was seeing Dexter and his Father leave. “I am sorry, Sir. I had no choice I was under immense pressure,” Rhoda apologized. Unfortunately, the apology was rejected immediately as Lucas continued to yell at her. “Keep your damn apology to yourself. I don't want to hear it. Why didn't you te
Five minutes had gone past and Dexter was still chewing his nails, thinking of his decision. He feared making the worst decision that was most likely to ruin his life for good. As much as Dexter hated being locked up in the police station for too long and would do anything to buy his freedom, he still wasn't satisfied with his Father's decision. He wished his Father would reconsider his decision and have mercy on him. Getting married to Ciara wasn't what Dexter had envisaged in his lifetime, because they never liked each other from the onset. He never for once, found Ciara worthy enough to be his girlfriend, let alone his wife. He had a feeling that the marriage wouldn't even leave for a week before they finally got divorced. “You should know that being kept quiet is what I hate the most, Dexter. Yet, you keep doing it to me. Do you think I'm here to look at your ugly face? I've got other important stuff to worry about. Instead, I chose to come here and save your sorry ass.
"My son? What the hell are you talking about, Kelly? I can't see anybody here. Please where's Dexter? Or have you started imagining things? Perhaps, we should have your head examined because it's obvious that you're losing it already," George taunted Kelly. But it was Dexter who felt it the most. Dexter felt humiliated by his Father's derogatory remarks about him. To Dexter, that was worse than being abandoned in the police custody. That was the moment he wished that his Father never agreed to show up. Because the presence of his Father makes no difference to him whatsoever. "Now this is getting serious, George.When did you suddenly become a comedian? Are you saying that you can't recognize your son anymore or what?" Kelly frowned. The whole thing was starting to look like a joke to him. He doesn't understand George anymore because that wasn't their initial plan. George stood up and pointed towards Dexter. "Kelly, take a good look at this man standing here. Does he have any s
Rhoda hasn't rested since she escorted Dexter to see his Father. Rhoda wasn't with them in the visitor’s room but her heart won't stop beating faster. This was the only time she ever wished that Dexter would be granted bail by his father so she could be free from the pressure the coopers had heaped on her. As Rhoda mauled over her thoughts, Lucas walked past her unnoticed. He returned to her duty post when he noticed that Rhoda refused to acknowledge his presence. "Hey, Rhoda. How's it going with you?" Lucas waved at Rhoda to get her attention. He did that the second time, yet there was no response from Rhoda. Not even a blink of an eye. It appears that she was lost in profound thought judging from the way she placed her hands below her jawline. Fed up with seeking Rhoda's attention, Lucas slammed the desk In frustration to awaken her lost soul. "Good day, sir," Rhoda hurriedly greeted Lucas and did the salutation to welcome him. "How long have you been standing here, sir?"
He threw the car keys to Romeo and pointed to a blue Lexus Rx car. "You see that over there? That's the one we are going with," "We are here now," Romeo announced. It was a twenty-minute drive. The shortest drive that George has ever had. "So fast?" George asked. He thought it was gonna be a long journey. "Yes, so fast. I could understand your reaction. It's because it's your first time," Romeo explained. Then he went ahead to narrate everything that needed to be known about the station. He laid more emphasis on Rhoda and Officer Lucas than anyone else. To him, those two were the real vampires of the station. "I've heard everything you said. We will be back in ten minutes," George told Romeo as they stepped outside. "Ten minutes? I seriously doubt that," Romeo laughed. He can't see how that will be achieved when Rhoda and Lucas are In the picture. "You took the car keys, didn't you?" Kelly reminded George. He has been harboring that question In his mind for a while now."O
Kelly and George went back to Romeo with a different kind of mood that seemed a lot more encouraging. Most especially George, who almost kicked Romeo out of the house a while ago because he thought that Romeo was an imposter. “Are you both done with the private talk already? What was the conclusion? Do I need to stay or leave?” Romeo asked in anticipation. Romeo's heart was beating faster. He saw the smiles on Kelly's face, yet he wasn't convinced. The last time he checked, George was Dexter's Father and not Kelly. He still can't fathom how Kelly was putting in more energy in the case than George, who's the biological father of Dexter. Now he knows why no one has shown up to bail Dexter yet. “We have agreed to come with you to the station to see Dexter” George finally agreed. He had to glare at Kelly before responding. “That sounds like a great idea. I bet Dexter will be so happy to see you. He can't stop talking about you. However, we might have a slight problem,” Romeo frown
“Are you seriously mocking me now? What do you mean he's gonna show up? Did he disclose that to you? Or you're the one making false assumptions just to please me?” George flared at Kelly.“Oh, here he comes,” Kelly called George's attention as he pointed at someone from a distance. “I told you he wasn't gone. You should have listened to me. I guess you owe me an apology now,” Kelly bragged. “You again? I thought you were gone?” George acted surprised. He pretends not to care about Romeo's return. But deep down, he cared the most. His ego was just preventing him from speaking the truth.“I never left. I had an urgent call that needed to be answered in private. Well, here I am now. Do I still need to prove myself to you?” Romeo explained. From the atmosphere around them, he was already feeling optimistic that George was going to let him in.“No worries, Do come in,” Kelly welcomed Romeo after waiting for George to speak. Considering how egocentric George was, Kelly was damn sure t
“Yo! Dave. Can you please come take this empty glass away? And thank you for the drink. I appreciate you. I must say, you are quite nice. Don't stop doing good. It's only a matter of time before your reward comes,” Kelly said to Dave. He saw Dave passing by and decided to call him.Dave was stunned by Kelly's gesture. None of George's visitors has treated him in such a kind manner before. Not even Dexter, Derek, or George's business partners. “It is my pleasure to serve you, sir. Thank you for the advice. It means a lot to me,” Dave smiled and left with that tray.Kelly won't stop checking his wristwatch. He was getting fed up with George's constant delay.“What's George doing out there? I thought he promised not to stay too long.” Kelly's soliloquies as he waited for George to be done. He can't even see the face of the person that George was speaking with at the doorway.“What did you say your name was again?” George asked yet another question. It appears that he wasn't too pleas
“Just forget about Derek. Welcome to my humble abode. Would you like me to get you something to drink?” George forced a smile to make Kelly forget about the issue. He proceeds to call Dave. “ Hey, Dave. Go get my friend a glass of red wine. Make it snappy. He is my best friend. I wouldn't want you to keep him waiting for too long,”“No, please wait. I don't need anything for now. I didn't come here to be entertained,” Kelly hurriedly stopped Dave just as the latter was about to leave. “Dave, you just heard from my friend. You can now head back to your duty post. Don't return until your name is heard,” George ordered as he dismissed Dave, leaving him alone with Kelly. “What took you so long to show up? I was worried that you were never going to make it here,” George asked Kelly as they both sat down after a handshake. Kelly nodded sideways in pity. He wasn't looking happy, and George could tell that it had nothing to do with Derek. “Kelly, what's the issue? It's your daughter,