Betrayal - Season 3 - Episode 9

4 years ago

Betrayal - Season 3 - Episode 9

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“there isn’t any problem being friends with you, moreover i think we already are” i replied calmly. He shrugged and smiled,
“so how about we hang out after your lectures?” he asked again,
“i think you are asking too much, i can’t promise you anything else, thanks for the ride” i replied, alighted from his car and headed for lectures.

Mike however surprised me with his presence after lectures. As i left the lecture hall, i noticed his car parked almost at the same spot chike parked his, hours earlier. I slowed my pace and searched for him, i soon felt someone grab my right wrist, i turned to see him smiling at me.
“what are you doing here?” i asked anxiously, a bit scared that perhaps he came with bad news from the hospital,
“arn’t you supposed to be at work?” i asked curiously,
“yes i’m, but you are equally very important to me, we really need to talk” he answered calmly.

“talk what?” is there anything left for us to discuss?” i asked suspiciously,
“let’s get into the car first” he smiled. I obeyed and followed him to his car. He quickly switched on the engine, reversed and drove out of the school premises.

“where are we going?” i asked anxiously,
“somewhere we could discuss without any noise” he replied,
“i’m not going anywhere with you, just stop here and tell me whatever you want to” i commanded. He smiled, slowed and brought his car to a halt.

“it’s all about Stella, she’s still at my place, i’m totally fed up” he poured out vehemently, making my heart leap.
“she’s still in my apartment with my little daughter, i don’t know what to do. I can’t lock her out, i can’t hit her either because i’m scared of the consequence, i just don’t know how to follow her, she seemed very determined to frustrate me especially after that incident that led us to the police station. I suspect her brother is the brain behind it all, they are very determined to destroy my happiness and future, can you believe i’m yet to meet and discuss wìth the family because they keep on giving one excuse after another each time i try to reach out to them” he lamented.

I felt bad hearing his speech and knowing that he was suffering in such manner. His feelings really reflected in him, i had no doubt he was telling the truth, but i also didn’t know what to say. Stella really was a very crafty, obnoxious young girl who could unleash mayhem without consideration.
“cyndii dear, lately in every twenty four hours, i pass through an hour of anguish” he cried in a degrading manner.