My Madam And I - S01 E123

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My Madam And I - S01 E123

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 123

On our way back to the hotel, Phila was awfully quiet. I tried to know what was bothering her but she just ignored me and pace through the car window.

At the hotel, I opened the door and she walked in and went straight to the bed. I put on the heater, took off my jacket and hung it on a hanger. When I went to put on the TV, Philas voice startled me.

” what did you give to her”. She said backing me on the bed.

I knew what she meant but pretended not to have a clue.

” give who?” I said.

” Stop acting dumb with me, Isabella”. Phila stormed and stood from the bed facing me.

” I…i…” She interrupted me as I stuttered, thinking of an innocent lie.

” Mike…Mike! Don’t ever think of lying to be. If you still want to be my friend”. Her tone was rigid and laden with anger.

I gazed blankly at her like a slowpoke. Feeling absolutely remorseful, not for my action but for hurting her.

“Mike, you need to deal with your libido. You have nothing to your name yet you have refused to be responsible”. She looked away and back to me. ” do you think you’re handsome? Do you think am interested in you coz of your looks? Let me burst your bubble mike, you are not the less more handsome my ex, of which you are aware of. I am with you coz of your good heart. Good people are hard to find, but goodhearted stupid people I won’t hesitate to lay off!”. With this statement she went back to bed leaving me to my stupid look.

I went back to balcony and looked out from the 35th floor into the busy street. The room suddenly felt small for me, so i took my jacket and to have stroll just to clear my head.

I was walking down the alley when i saw two black adolescents attacking a white old lady. They seemed to be dragging her bag with her and so I intervened.

” Hey! hey!” I screamed running towards them.

The boys saw me approaching, one of them gave the old lady a punch in her tummy and took off. I ran after them and soon I was closer to the one with the bag. I kicked his leg from behind and he fell recklessly on the floor. I pulled the bag off him and gave him a punch in his tummy. His colleague had disappeared from the scene when I looked around for him.

I returned back to where the lady was with her bag. From a distance I sighted her talking with a police man, and when she saw me arriving she hid behind the police and pointed towards me.

I wondered why she was acting strange but I felt no course for alarm. And so I walked freely towards them .

To my surprise the police man took out his gun and said.

” stop right there! Drop the bag and put hands in the air!”

I was shocked. I almost ran away but with the manner the police man wielded the gun, I knew he was going to use it if I tried anything stupid. And so I said.

” it wasn’t me, I just retrieved the bag for her!”

“Drop the bag! get hands up!” The police shouted pointing the gun ominously at me.

I obeyed and was scared out of my wit. He approached me cautiously, pushed me against the wall, took one of my hands backwards and was going to reach for the second when I impulsively turned abruptly and slammed the police mans head on the wall and he dropped on the floor. I didn’t know if he fainted or died. I was just shocked to see him lying on the floor when the old lady screamed. I tossed the bag at her and took off.

I ran till I didn’t know where I was anymore. I was in a rowdy place, like a market. I had no money on me and couldn’t trace my way back to the hotel, coupled with the fear of cops that may be after my tail.

I was sweating profusely and scared to the bone. As I wondered around I met a man who had my towns tribal mark on his cheeks. I definitely knew he was some one close to home so i walked up to him for direction.

I walked up to him and introduced myself. As soon as he heard where am from, he started looking for a cab, and soon stopped one and said.

” am sorry brov, don’t know what you mean”. With a foreign ascent.

I had to depend on my instincts to lead me back while avoiding the cops. After an hour or so, I was in a familiar place. And soon I was back at the hotel.

Phila was fast asleep when I arrived. I took off my jacket and when I turned my back I saw Sandra standing across the bed. I was startled that I let out a little scream. But Phila only turned the other direction and slept on.

” why are you sleeping with my murderer Mike?” Sandra said looking at Phila.

I couldn’t make out what she meant by that statement. I managed to ask.

” Who?”

She seemed to be so sad because her face was full of pain.

” Mike, find my killer”. She said in tears.

” who is it?” I asked.

She looked behind her as if someone called her and disappeared right in front of me. I was still looking at where she vanished from when Phila said

” Mike, who are you talking with?”

” No one”. I lied and went to the balcony.