My Madam And I - S02 E09

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My Madam And I - S02 E09

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 9

I ran with my hands scratching the floor. My eyes caught a narrow bend and i immediately took it but it closed up. This was my end. I looked behind me shivering in fear, my hands couldn’t keep steady. The sound of an approaching footsteps came louder towards me. I quickly searched for any weapon with tremulous hands and found only a pen in my inner suit jacket, I took it out waiting to jump on anyone coming for me.

My assailant was closer and yet I wasn’t ready. The man surfaced, turned towards me and made to shoot, I jumped on him and grabbed the gun. I struggled with every might in me to keep the gun farther away from me, but he seemed twice stronger than i was. He pushed my back on the wall and kneed me hard in the tummy followed with a strong head butt on my mouth. I let go of the gun abruptly. He quickly aimed to fire but I jumped on him with my shoulder on his waist trying to lift him from the ground. He elbowed my back so hard It felt like he used a rock on my spinal cord, then picked me up by my stomach and threw me on the floor on my back.

When I opened my eyes again I saw a gun pointed in my face. In that reflex, i closed my eyes shielding my face with my hands expecting to see flickers of red light followed with a loud gun sound.

Then the cry of a car engine racing towards us called the mans attention from me. Gunshots followed coming from the car. My assailant left me and raced towards the car firing. He hadn’t moved few steps away when he fell.

I was so petrified and confused. My mind told me to run and i stood up and wanted to, but a familiar voice shouted.

” Mike stop! It’s Michael!”.

I stood almost loosing my mind in fear looking at the man walking towards me. As the man came closer, I recognized him, he was actually Michael.

He walked to me, grabbed me by my shoulder and pulled me towards Esther’s car hurriedly. I remembered the briefcase in Tasha’s car and wanted to grab it, the next thing I saw was Michael’s hand with a gun coming to my face…

I rose up from a couch with a aching head. I tried to recognize where I was. Then I caught Esther walking towards me, Jaz sat few distance in front of me smoking, looking at me with anger painted all over his face and Sly sat on a chair in front of Micheal who was beside Jaz, wiping off blood from the injury on Michael’s right shoulder. I wondered how he sustained such bad wound.

Esther walked up to me, slapped me and then hugged me. She broke the embrace almost immediately.

” look at what you caused! Michael got shot because of you!”. Esther’s voice was near tears as she angrily pointed at Michael. She turned to me, her eyes was beaming with anger. ” look at what you have done! That man who died, died because of you! How could you?!”.

” cut off his hair and that silly beards so he can think normally!”. Jaz yelled and threw the last of his cigarette towards me.

Sly turned to him from Michael’s wound and said. ” for the first time you have spoken well”.

Jaz could not understand what Sly meant, so he retorted. ” Bleep you!”. Then stood up and walked into the house.

Sly waited for Jaz to leave before he pegged Michael’s bandage and walked up to I and Esther, sat beside me facing Esther.

” Jaz said something reasonable. This kid needs a change of appearance. He needs to cut his locks and beards!” Sly said to Esther who was listening attentively.

They were talking about my dreadlocks and beards; my most precious, indispensable asset? No! I disagreed with that statement. I can’t cut my hair. I can’t! That hair gave me greater chances with older ladies. Although I’m twenty-two, but with my chubby body, long dreadlocks and full beards, I looked thirty. I can’t loose my precious older look! No!

” no! What the fvck?! No way! Not my hair!”. I bellowed.

Esther slapped me again across my face and faced me. ” are you stupid?! You got a man killed and we almost lost Michael because of your stupidity and you’re talking about hair and beards? What sought of stupid boy are you?! You’re cutting this hair tonight! Period!”. She turned to Sly. ” please help me with the job”.

Sly shook his head and said. ” I can’t. Jaz is a better barber than me”.

I felt completely emasculated. The aunty I was hoping to bang sees me as a son. She is too controlling and too authoritative for me. I sat there allowing them to decide my fate.

Two hours later, I was seated with a cloth around my neck watching as Jaz happily fell my previous hairs. I felt like crying, but I knew they were only looking out for me.

Phila came in and found me at the balcony. She hugged me passionately and observed my body then saw a little bump beside my left eye.

” the assassin did this to you?” She asked, practically worried.

I shook my head, I couldn’t tell her it was Michael because she would create a scene. She looked at my hair and face.

” where’s your hair?”.

I shook my head again and smiled. ” I’m okay. I’m fine!”

Now, I forgot to mention. Phila is actually my Forster mother. She took care of me throughout my childhood till this moment. She spoilt me. I had everything I wanted growing up. She was more motherly than any mother I could asked of. She got me my current job immediately after college. I have never lacked anything in my life. She treated me same as her son Jude. She never got married, she’s still single with a judge as her current man friend.

Jude is a big time celebrity lawyer with my two half sisters, I mean, my mothers two daughter’s; Tonia and Cassandra. Cassandra is a singer and Tonia a movie star. They all loved me and spoilt me silly.

” I don’t want anything to happen to you! What is this I’m hearing?”. Phila said crying.

I hugged her and tried my best to console her.

” I’ll make contacts, they’ll fish these guys out”. She said confidently.

Esther walked in and called her aside. They were both discussing something serious and then she walked away with Esther.

Early the next day, Esther walked into my room while I was still sleeping. She drew the duvet from me and sat beside me. I slowly wiped the sleep from my eyes wondering why she was there that early. Then I noticed a passport in her hand.

” you’re going home!”. She said angrily. Before I could say a word, she continued ” No excuses! You are leaving tomorrow!”

Esther was obviously angry with me. I couldn’t see that loving, baby, sweetie in her eyes anymore. And when I listened to her thought, it was filled with anger and resentments!

I opened the passport and saw it filled with my information and the photograph was my new look; bald head and clean shaven. I was looking like a beautiful nineteen year old boy in the pic. But when did they take the pic?

” what about my job!”. I asked

Esther: Fvck you! Fvck you and fvck that job! What f-----g job!

Her face turned into a frightening frown as her eyes turned red. She stood up angrily and said. ” first thing tomorrow morning, you’re on that plane. I have spoken to Phila, she is in support. You can call her later. Jaz will baby seat you until then. I’m sure you’ll love!”. And then she walked out banged the door behind her.

Jaz happily confiscated my phone and literally forced me to wear a detector on my wrist that beeps anytime It comes in contact with the sky. The detector cannot be removed except the person who locked it places his thumb print on it. That was how I was tamed and grumbled all day long.

The next day, Sly and Jaz took me to the airport. Sly maneuvered his way with the securities and followed me so he could watch me enter the plane and stood waiting for the plane to leave.

I turned from the window to the lady who just took a seat. My heart jumped into my mouth, Daniella was right here beside me! I turned my face away quickly but she smiled and said hi to me. I returned it thinking she would recognize me but she didn’t. That was slightly relieving for me.

The pilot announced our departure and the plane left the ground. I waved Sly goodbye, he returned it still standing.

Daniella adjust on her seat with earphones on her ears and her eyes closed. What is she going to in Africa?

Today, she was In white t-shirt, and blue jean on a sleek blue boot. Her perfume was so enchanting and pervaded everywhere. She was looking very beautiful without makeup on and her hair knotted backwards. I tried to call her attention, but refrained when I remembered I was looking too boyish.

After 2 hours in the air, the plane suddenly started jerking. I felt it was normal but when the plane dropped on its ride wing and adjusted, I knew it was something serious. Daniella removed her headphones and looking around in fear.

The pilot announced an emergency landing and everyone held on to their chairs in fear as the plane seem to be going down in full speed. There was a loud cry everywhere, some that could pray began praying.

I turned to Daniella who closed her eyes muttering words of prayers. She prays? I turned behind me, a thought told me to run towards the tail of the plane. Immediately, I touched Daniela’s hand, she fidgeted and turned to me.

” get off your seatbelt, we have to go to the tail, this plane is crashing!”, I yelled.

She was just looking at me and made no attempt to move a muscle.

I unbuckled mine and tried to seat up but staggered and held on to Daniela’s seat for support, then leaned on her and unbuckled her seatbelt.

” get up!” I shouted, trying to raise her up from her seat, but she remained still holding firmly to the hand rest of her seat.

The plane suddenly inclined facing downwards. Daniella fell from her seat to the back of the chair in front of her while I rolled off but held on to the foot of the chair in front.

Daniella was struggling back to her chair screaming for help and so was everyone else onboard. I tried to move up and assist her but she let go and fell on my face, we both rolled to the front of the plane, and there was a strong impact with a loud crashing sound, i found myself uncontrollably thrown on different directions; a bright light blinded me and everything went dark.