My Madam And I - S02 E21

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My Madam And I - S02 E21

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 31

Something whispered to me: why are you allowing these kids oppress you? Can’t you do something?

Immediately, I gave one of them that was dragging my shirt a head butt on his mouth, and pushed two away from me, then I moved backwards. The fat one attacked with swings of blow, one hit me across the face and the other in my stomach but not too strong a punch to inflict pain. I retaliated, ensuring I made mine count; a very strong blow in the middle of his face and another on his chest, he moved backwards clinging to his nose.

Two attacked with a blows and kicks, I moved backwards and they missed. They came again with a third following them from behind. The first that came close, I pushed so hard he fell on his butt and rolled over his head. The second threw a punch, I held his hand and retaliated with a straight blow on his neck, he bent holding his neck and coughing. The third was being careful, he monitored his next move, I was being observant too. Then he threw a kick, I grabbed his leg so hard he fell and my phone fell also from me, I ignored it as pulled the boys leg, dragging his back on the floor.

In a reflex, I caught a hand holding a knife aiming for my neck and left the boy’s leg I was still pulling. When I looked, it was the fat boy. I held the hand so strong we began struggling. The boy held my neck digging his finger into it while dragging his hand off me, I swung my head to his face so hard I felt the pain in my brain from the impact and pushed him off me, then followed with a kick on his chest. He moved backwards and stood looking at me holding the knife and his other hand on the side of his head where I headbutt. The other three stood behind the fat boy hesitating to attack.

When I looked around I noticed a little crowd watching the fight excitedly. Then my eyes fell on a sharp rod attached to a fence, I rushed to it, broke it off and chased after the fat boy and his boys, they ran as though I had a machete. When they were far away, I stopped chasing after them. Then the fat boy began shouting on top of his voice pointing at me as he was going:

” I know you!, in this town? You’re dead!” You!, you!”. He continued until he left with his boys.

I went to pick up my phone and noticed the crowd were now smiling at me. I was disappointed at their level of immaturity. I looked around for grandma she wasn’t in the crowd, then I decided to check for her in the mall. She was just coming out when I met her at the entrance.

” sir, you tried, that is how they disturb people in this area”. The door man said to me.

Grandma turned to him questioningly and handed me her shopping bags.

” where have you been? I heard they were fighting, I was praying it wasn’t you because your father was a ‘fighter the fight’, i had to rush out!”. Then she examined my sweaty face and rumpled shirt and asked as we strode to the car. “What was he talking about?”

I wanted to lie when a familiar voice called from behind.

” Mike! Mike!”

I turned and my stomach clinched in shock. Guess who? Maria! She was just coming out of the mall with two bags in her hands. She wore a white handless gown reaching her at her knee level, a red and green summer hat with her white braided hair dangling beside her face and dropped behind her. And pair of green flat shoes. She was looking descent unlike how I knew her.

” is she based abroad? ” grandma asked looking at her smiling.

I wanted to dodge her and hurriedly enter the car but she was already running towards us.

” no, just a girl I met “. I replied grandma feeling uncomfortable.

When she came closer, I had to fake a smile.

” Mike! Is this you?” She asked smiling, turned to grandma and greeted with her knees on the ground.

” my daughter how are you?”. Grandma asked heartily.

” fine ma. is she your mother?” Maria asked.

” his grandma”. Grandma chipped in.

Maria knelt and bowed in front of grandma and grandma placed a hand on her back.

Maria: Mike, I have seen you today, I won’t let you off my sight.

I heard it and became worried. Grandma had already taken a liking to her. She was just smiling at the girl and nodding at everything she said. I on the other hand only nodded and faked a smile when needed.

” which area are you people going to Mike?” Mary asked.

I was going to ask her where she was going so as to tell her we weren’t going that way but grandma told her: ” royal estate!”. I almost fainted! Now Jude is going to know where I live and disturb my life!

” wow! That’s where I’m headed! What a coincidence?” Mary said joyfully looking at grandma

Mary: So he actually lives around my area? Wow! Mike lives around my area!

The next thing I saw was me on the steering driving while grandma and Mary getting pretty close as Mary cracked her rips with silly dry jokes and talked about whatsoever grandma loves. She was really a hustler, she hustled grandma to get to me.

I stopped Mary where she was supposed to find her way, she turned to me and asked. ” Mike, you didn’t invite me for a drink, you don’t want me to know where you live?”

I turned to her beaming my fake smile and wanted to tell her some other time but grandma snatched the words from my mouth. I tried to signal grandma but she seemed to have been taken by likeness for Mary to even notice me.

” off course, you can come. I already like you, I would love to use your company often, I really get bored sometimes”. Grandma said to her.

” really?” Mary’s voice went on high octave.

” yes!”

” I’m honored ma!”

” you’re welcome dear”. Grandma said wholeheartedly.

That was how Mary was invited to my house a day after I met her as a hooker.

As soon as we got into the house, I told grandma to help me with something In my room while we left Mary in the sitting room watching television.

As soon as we got to my room, I shut the door and said to grandma fighting back the fury in my anger that was threatening to erupt.

” do you know who that girl is?! Do you know anything about who she is?”

She looked into my face questioningly and asked. ” is she not your friend?”

” I just met her yesterday!” I said in frustration.

” okay… So?” Grandma asked carefully.

” so I don’t know her! For all I know, she could be a serial killer or worse! You don’t just invite anyone into your house, it’s wrong!”. I said half raising my voice.

” you know she may hear you” grandma reminded me cautiously.

I took some in air, moved to a wall and rested my back on it.

Grandma gently moved to the bed and sat on it.

” my son”. She called looking at me with a smerk. ” I may not know her, but I know both of you had something yesterday”.

I was caught off guard by her statement and fought within myself to sound neutral.

” what…what do you mean”. I stuttered.

” you know what I mean”. She smiled and continue. ‘ that young lady is beautiful, a true beauty she is. I know she will not do anything to harm you; yes, she maybe a hustler, I saw how she was hustling me. But I understood something, she was after you. She has feelings for you, genuine one, if not she won’t pass through me to get to you just meeting me for the first time, that’s why I invited her over, to see if could if I was wrong about her. I’m never wrong about character. I also know she’s not after your money because i saw something else in her, a good spirit. Something she does not even know she has. And you have it too…”. She paused and looked at me momentarily.

Grandma: just like your father and Ruth, but he would’nt listen.

Then she continued ” you need to believe me. She’s not going to harm you ”

I was surprised she was able to suspect that much about our previous day’s encounter. I wanted to tell her that she was a prostitute and about her boyfriend, how she’s very relevant to him monetarily, but I couldn’t.

Grandma: children of this generation will look at older people and think we were not young once. They always amuse me. Please let me go and meet our guest, she will be wondering where we went.

Then she stood up and said. ” I’m going to meet her, join us later”.

I nodded and sat on the bed unpacking my new phone after she left, I activated it and was checking the fuctions when someone knocked on the door, I looked up and asked who it was, my 15 year old cousin came in gentle and slowly made his way into the room. He was tall for his his age, about 5.9, slim, handsome with a reading glass on and a full afro hair.

I smiled and beckoned him in. He slowly entered and stood nervously looking at me.

Cousin: he looks very fresh, what makes them fresh abroad? I don’t like his haircut, the other was better. This haircut reduced his handsomeness… Hmm fresh skin, not even a spot

” how are you?” I asked, smiling at him for what I heard him thinking.

” I’m fine”. Then his eyes fell on the phone. ” you got this phone today?” Moving closer to me.

” yes. I just activated it now”.

He smiled and asked. ” can I see it?”

” sure! ” I handed the phone to him.

He began operating it with a smile on his face, he seem too engross with the phone.

Cousin: all they said about it online is true. When am I going to get a phone like this ooh, heard it’s expensive. Wow…3000MP, you can x-ray? Wow! Car remote? Wow! Look at memory space INFINITO! A month battery life capacity? This is just unbelievable!

He finished and handed the phone to me still looking at it.

” who fixed this room ?” I asked trying to forget all he was thinking that was now making me laugh.

” I and Tony did! “. He said proudly. ” we got the concept online. It was expensive though, but we love class” I smiled satisfactorily. ” grandma opposed it initially, saying we were spending too much money fixing common room. But when we were done, she wanted to move in”. He laughed.

A knock on the door called our attention.

” who?.”. I asked.

” it’s Tony”.

I turned to him and said. ” Your brother! ”

He nodded.

” come in !” I called.

The door slowly opened and Tony looked at me and his brother. ” Henry, grandma asked you to call uncle since and you’re here!

I smiled and said to the slim 6.1 feet tall boy with a striking resemblance with his younger brother but darker. ” tell grandma I’m coming”.

Tony wasn’t really happy seeing his brother with me as he nodded and walked away.

I stood up and Henry escorted me downstairs. Mary was really making grandma laugh too hard she was in tears. Mary stopped talking when she saw me coming down the stairs.

I walked passed them to a seat beside grandma and Henry beside me with Mary on a couch by our left. She was still looking at me, grandma stylishly pinched me to call my attention on her gaze on me.

Henry: blood of lizard! This chick is fine! Oh my sweet penis! See fine Punana! D--n! Give me this fine chick and I will fvck all week till my sperm runs dry! Sweet lizard!

I almost exploded in laugher at Henry’s exclamation. No one would believed he just reasoned that with his innocent stare at Mary.

” you this boy! You always like to stay with adults. Now follow me lets go make something in the kitchen”. Grandma said to Henry.

Henry grumbled and stood up. Grandma turned to Mary. ” my daughter, you will have dinner with us today”

” mummy no, I’m sorry, I’ll be leaving soon”.Mary protested.

” Queen my dear you’re speaking French. If I come back here and I don’t see you, I won’t talk to you again”. Grandma said walking to the kitchen with Henry behind her.

After grandma and Henry left I turned to Mary. ” what about Jude?”

She seemed startled at my statement and looked at me thoughtfully.

Mary: did he investigate him? Why asking about him? I don’t understand this guy.

” he’s fine. why asking?” She asked.

I scuffed and asked. ” Queen? ”

She looked at me amiss and answered. ” yes? ”

” i mean, that’s what my grandma called you. Is that really your name?”. I was becoming pissed because she would also lie to an old lady who trusted her.

” that’s my name!” She defended

Mary: what is he up to? What does he know?

I watched her body reaction to see if she was uneasy, she seem a little but more confused.

” is Queen your real name?” I finally asked after a brief moment of silence.

Mary: Mary don’t lie to him again. You’ve lied enough, open up, he knows something.

Her shoulders dropped and she leaned closer on her chair. ” my name is Mary. I changed it to Queen since I moved into this town”.

” why did you change it?” I asked piercing an interrogative stare at her.

Mary: no lies, tell him the truth! Oh no I can’t! I just can’t!

” tell me the truth!”. I said in a serious tone looking into her eyes.

Her pretty face turned into a sad one and was gradually moving to tears. I forced myself to be mean and needed not to budge into sentiment.

Mary: tell him the truth. No lies.

She heaved a sigh and began:

” two years ago, I got pregnant for a man. He was married and wanted me to abort the pregnancy. I refused, he threatened to kill me if I allowed my pregnancy bring him shame, yet I refused.

So one day, he asked me to meet him in an uncompleted building and promised to give me the abortion money. Let me tell you something”. She said almost in tears ” I have done things to survive, prostitution and even sold drugs. Worked in restaurants, bars. But I’m not a bad person. My dad died before I was born, my mum died giving birth to me”. She looked away to wipe her tears and returned to me. ” So I met him in the uncompleted building. Guess what? He tried to strangle me and my unborn baby. I struggled, but he was overly powerful. I was almost passing on when I picked up a stick and hit him hard beside his head, he fell and blood pumping out from where I hit, it was then I discovered their was a nail in the stick. I dropped it and ranaway.

Jude happened to be wooing me online. I called him and told him everything. He sent me money immediately, that was how I came to town. I had a stillbirth after a month. The baby died in my stomach and I wasn’t aware. And after that, Jude told me I owed him. I have been paying him ever since. We live together, but he cares less about who I sleep with as long as I pay up at the end of the month. Then he made it daily”.

I understood what she meant, I had had my own share of Judes indebtedness. So I asked.

” aren’t you guys dating?”.

She smiled . ” we are because he can’t allow me date someone else whereas he brings girls home and when I try to talk, he threatens to expose me and tell the police how I killed a man. I have been putting up with his drama, I don’t have a choice”.

I listened to her and all I heard her saying was: Mary what are you doing? Telling a stranger your secret? What if he’s worse than Jude? Well, I would rather take the risk than lie to him again.

I felt pity for her. She was young, at about 20 or 21 at most, beautiful and charming. I just sat looking at her wondering what she must have gone through growing without parents.

” what?” She chuckled. ” Please, I don’t like pity”

” no no no!” That’s not it. I was…” I wanted to say, I was just thinking how beautiful you are, but I decided to keep it to myself. ” so where do you really live?”.

” not too far from here” I asked trying to know how close Jude was.

” and you live with Jude?”.

She nodded and turned to grandma who just brought dinner to the dinning.

“dinner is ready oh…Queen, please come and help with the dishes”

I and Mary exchange a glance as she went to assist grandma.