Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 53
Am I dreaming? Beatrice calling me? After she vehemently cursed me never to call her again. I was dethered for some secs. I checked the time and it was 7.am.
The ringing stopped and I concluded within myself to pick it if she calls again
Barely 3secs the call came again, I slided the call icon to the receive icon slowly and placed the phone on my ear. I waited for her to speak up just to avoid any mayhem
“hello” her voice sounded very cordial and that gave me the motivation needed to reply
“Hi Beatrice”
“Darous right?”
“yeap…whatsup?” I replied
“the last time we spoke, you claimed that you want to explain what really happened to me….”
“yes…and you didn’t give me the chance to do so” I cut in
“thats exactly why we are having this call now. I want to hear you out before I take my decision on us” She stated still with the cordial tone
“thank gawd for that…atleast its a good start”
“go ahead am all ears”
“actually Beatrice….I was drugged and rapèd on that…” she didn’t let me end my speech before she bursted into laughter
“com’on, Darous or Darwhatever your name is, is that the only alibi you can come up with? Come on, don’t tell me there’s nothing sensible in the skull behind your handsome face”
I felt really insulted by her insolence but I decided to ward it off
“you don’t believe me? Ok, to believe is left to you, but thats the truth.”
She was silent for some seconds before she spoke again
“you want me to believe you right? Then tell me, were you drugged before or after you sneaked out on me when I was sleeping?”
oh! She eventually knew that I decamped out on her that night? No wonder she’s been so cold towards me
“erm, I was drugged after I left the room” I answered wondering where she was driving at
“now why did you left me alone in the room in the first place? Remember I took you to the event, you were suppose to be my escort but instead you had other plans…you disgust me Darous” she declared with a spiteful tone
“Beatrice, I know this is hard to believe, especially when its not an eye to eye discussion, why don’t you give me the benefit of the doubts by letting us meet and sort it out amicably” I said rhetorically
She remained muted for some secs
“ok. Meet me at the Motel infront of SweetSensation at noon. Failing to do that, end of story!”
“piece of cake Beatrice. Will surely be there”. I replied and the line went dead
I was quite ecstatic with this new development. This is an ample opportunity for me to ammend the relationship with the one person I thought wasn’t obsessed with me. Our time together back then has been based on requite of Pay-Me-I-Fvck-You stuff, and not the kind of, I love you by Adedoyin or Give me a Male child by Doris
***
11.am on D.O.T, I was getting set to embark on my trip to the SweetSensation to accost Beatrice
I was claded in an original Blue R.Madrid long sleeve jersey with DAROUSMART ‘7’ emboldened at the back. I decided to put on the Madrid Jersey because they are presently the winning team in the world that knows how to deal with anything letter ‘B’
Bayern, Barca etc, and if I wish to win this B-eatrice, I needed to stick with the Gallacticos
My Rolex wristwatch clipped firmly on my left hand wrist as I laced my cowboy black boots and buckled the belts on my black D&C jeans
I stood gallantly infront of the wall wardrobe mirror, I marvelled at the strands of my dark, soft afro hairstyle
There’s absolutely no-way in hell Beatrice’s Bayern will not bow to my Madrid looks
‘Skibo robo Skibo, skibor rorbor skibor, oooshey….’ the ringing of my phone brought my mind back to the room
I reached for it, I checked it and it was Adedoyin. Oh shìt! I cursed inwardly. I remember promising to see her today. She is probably calling to tell me where and when to meet
The phone stopped ringing and before I could finish spelling U-C-L, it rang again. I decided to let it ring away because picking it and telling her that I can’t honour my promise again will be like trying to eradicate stewpidity from the veins of that idiot that use to quote a whole update
I got to the living room and was met with ‘WOW’ looks and stares from Joke, Nike and their mum. They were still claded in their Church attires
They informed me earlier to follow them to church but I declined instantly
Shango no dey go filling station. Fire and petrol na nuclear combination
I was headed for the door when Joke accosted me and queried where I was heading
I lied to her by telling her that I was visiting my dads younger sister that bailed me out of the police station
***
I got to the motel promptly 12pm. Beatrice called to give me the rooms direction. I got to the door and heaved a deep sigh. I rubbed my palms together very fast as I prepared to open the door
‘Bayern, Here I come’. I said as I opened the door but I was met with another team that was far more powerful than Bayern munich awaiting my R.M
I stepped inside and was welcomed into the pitch by the sight of two of the most notable errors of nature
Two fat ugly women were stark nal3d in the room waiting for me. The one sitting on the divan by my left hand side has a gallas hairstyle, while the head of the one sitting on the bed with crossed legs was shaven like a desert p---y
Zouma brests, Pogba faces, and kante statures, thats the easiest way I can describe their appearance. But Incase you don’t watch soccer, the summary of their looks in general terms is Absolute Ugliness
The curtains at the window were down leaving the illumination duty of the room for the fluorescent light situated beside the ceiling fan
“you arrived right on time” stated the one with gallas hair style with a smile
“no…please sorry for disturbing you, I think I entered the wrong room”.
The gallas head looked at the bald headed one and at a single motion of her hand, the bald headed one rose up and cat-walked to the door
Her black right and left ass cheeks were slapping each other hard as she made for the door. She locked it and headed towards the toilet. I could hear some flushing sound coming from the toilet and she returned few moments later
“you are Darous…right?” the bald head questioned as she regained her seat
“yes! How do you know my name?”
“You are here to meet a woman you met few weeks ago” I nodded affirmatively and she continued, “She called you this morning to meet her here”
“yee…es…” I drawled still wondering how she knew all that info
“you are here to discuss an issue with….?” I didnt permit her to end her provocative rhetorical questions before I lashed out
“then where is she!” I cried out getting frustrated already
They exchanged glances and bursted into laughter. I was infuriated by their reedy voice and unpleasant looks. Nothing about them is sexy atall
“answer my question!” I snarled but they seemed less intimidated by my acrimonious display as they shot each other another glance and bursted into another round of laughter
“we are here to deputize for her” The bald headed stated with a wide grin that greatly infuriated me the more
Whats the meaning of this rubbish? Is Beatrice’s Bayern trying to outsmart my Madrid? Thats never going to happen. I just need a nice tactics to get her Vidal a redcard and the game will be won easily
I was still contemplating on how to apply my tactics when my phone rang and I hesitated before I reached for it in my pockets
The 2 women were staring seductively at my dck region as I picked the call. It was Beatrice
“I can see that you already like what you are seeing” Her voice sounded calm from the other end of the phone
“what? Two cousins of devil are staring at me right now, and you said am liking it?” I voiced out my frustration at her
The two women have started romancing eachother as the call goes on. I hissed at their disgusting sight and turned around facing the door
“calm down dear, just give them some time to please you, those devils you are staring at will soon become an angel to you my sweet boy, trust me”
“Beatrice, whats the meaning of this, Am I in the wrong room?….”
“not atall..my sweet Darous, you are perfectly and exactly where I want you to be….”
“are you kidding me?” I lamented rhetorically “maybe I have to rephrase my speech, I’ll rather watch the Pig’s diary than stare at this disgusting fat assholes from the pit of he…”
“will you shut the fvck up? You fool!, you even have the audacity to complain? Did you even realise the damaged your frivolity have done to my reputation? My friends are mocking me Darous! You betrayed me!!…” her voice changed to an acrid sobbing one “its true that I strayed into the minefield of a misguided romance with you, but I realise my mistake now. I thought I could forgive you Darous, but I can’t. You have to pay for what you did”. She lashed out with an angry tone
“Beatrice I accept my fault…But even if I have to pay for my sins, not this way nau, please Beatr”
“don’t Beatrice me boy, Just be a man, and face the consequences of your actions.”
“how will I survive a kiss with this beasts talkless of having sex with them?”
“you have to, and for your info, I already paid those two ladies hansomely as advance payments. Their job is to make you fvck them tirelessly from the moment you entered the room till tuesday morning just exactly the type of deal we had back then”
“but what if I refuse to fvck them? am free to go..right?”
“then you leave them with no choice”
“to do what exactly” I said with an anxious tone
“they will have to rapè you unconsious everyday till tuesday arrives.” I was silent instantly as the reality of her words settled in my mind. “and I suggest you corperate with them, before you force them to do it the gun way”
She didn’t allow me to utter any words before she terminated the call.
HOW DO I FVCK 2 END-TIME Pussees without fainting b4 Tuesday?
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