Tears of a child - S01 E08

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Tears of a child - S01 E08

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

Aunty Amara has been heartless to me , she has created in me the spirit of fear when ever I set my eyes on her. “What have I done to deserve hatred from this woman ? Why is she treating me bad ? ” This questions kept ringing in my head.

I dropped the plate of pounded yam as aunty amara instructed, I was bitterly hurt deep down inside me, I turned to walk to my room when her husband saw me crying to my room, he hanged up his call . I was sad wishing i never came to stay in aunty Amara’s house .

” Bernard, Bernard ” her husband screamed my name . I stopped and gazed at him in tears .

” You should be eating with your brothers and sisters in the dining. Why are you crying?” he asked, wiping my tears.

“I am not crying sir ” I replied.

He became angry and held me by the hand to the dining table.

” Amara , Amara ? Where is your mother? ” he asked emeka his son .

” She is outside the compound cleaning her car ” he replied . I was standing by the dining table crying when he walked outside. Emeka was busy eating and laughing at me .

” Will you stop laughing ” Ada shouted at him. I turned my face , facing the television in tears . Ada looked at me and started crying , she ran to her room in tears .

” Ben, ever since you came to this house all you do is to make my parents fight . Mother was right when she said you are a witch” emeka spoke, pointing his fingers at me .

I started crying , for the first day I stepped my legs in aunty Amara’s house , I never experienced peace it’s either one problem or the other .

” Am i really a witch ? If am not a witch why then do my parents has to leave me ? ” I thought to myself In tears .

I was just thinking when Ada came out and landed a very sound slaps at emeka’s face. The sound of the slap reverberated in my ears .

” The next time you call him a witch I will beat the hell out of you ” she spoke wrathfully at him .

Emeka held his face with tears dripping from his eyes and ran to the compound to report to aunty Amara his mother .

” You shouldn’t have done that to your brother . Aunty Amara your mother will think I am causing trouble in the house” I spoke in tears .

Ada gazed at me and left to her room without uttering a word . Chioma was on the dining table pressing her phone when we heard a clamored outside.

She dropped her phone and ran out , I also followed as well .

” What is your problem with that child? Answer me Amara. Ever since I got back that child’s face has always been in tears. don’t you have human sympathy in you ? ” He spoke wrathfully at aunty Amara.

” Is that why you left your food to get cold to say to me ? See I don’t have your time now . Just go and eat your food and leave matter for Matthias ” she replied in a disrespectful manner.

He got angry and landed her a slap on her face, pouching her so badly . She started crying and shouting before Chioma and Ada came to her rescue.

” So because of that thing you are beating me . That boy must leave this house today ” she spoke in tears .

” This is my house not your house so I choose who to stay and who to leave. If there is anyone to leave it should be you. Get that to your skull ” he replied wrathfully and left her presence.

” Where are you going to ? Come and finish what you have started , come and kill me ooh, I want to die , kill me ” she spoke in tears .

I followed the back door and went to my room quietly. Some minutes later I heard her shouting again .

” Where are you? foolish man . Come out and fight since you want to fight ”

” Mom, stop is ok naah ” Chioma replied.

” I want your father to kill me . come and kill me today useless man ” she added, speaking disrespectful to his hearing.

He came out from the bedroom angrily and gazed at her and heaved a deep sigh

” Do you realise that am your husband, Do you ? You should treat me with respect for crying out loud , you should do what I said not what you said ” he spoke angrily at aunty Amara.

” If you’re my husband then you should act like one ” aunty Amara replied.

” I don’t have time for your c--k and bull stories . Am taking the boy to a restaurant where he can eat and enjoy himself ” he replied .

” Take him to Dubai restaurant I don’t care for all I know is that he will still come back to this house and meet me here still gallant ” aunty Amara added .

I was by the side panicking when her husband asked me to come over to his side. I went to his side with fear when aunty Amara rushed in to her car and started the engine.

I was standing with her husband at the front of her car .

” If you don’t shift from the way i will jam you to death ” she spoke wrathfully to her husband.

” Dad , biko shift ” Ada pleaded .

” I am not shifting , she can’t jam me with my own car. She is my wife and should respect me ” He replied.

I looked at aunty Amara’s eyes from the glass and saw the anger on her face I decided to shift from the way .

Immediately I shifted, she drove on her husband jamming his head to the gate he fell sideways on the ground as blood started rushing from his forehead.

” Mom, you have killed daddy ” ada shouted in tears, as we all rushed to him.

” Mike get up, please get up” Aunty Amara cried .