I Need To Be Loved By You - S01 E03

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I Need To Be Loved By You - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Waking up on the hospital bed, all Anny could do was scream. She screamed my name that it attracted the nurses attention. I went running towards the ward where she had been kept. She became calm as she saw me running towards her. I had to be there for her if l wanted both of us to live, l was left with no option.

Following this incident, I had to stay with Anny for good two years more. But kept my other relationship as a secret. As soon as we were done schooling. We made preparations for our 1 year service to the nation. Luckily for me and Sandra, my girlfriend, we were both posted to Abuja. Anny was posted to Lagos. She vowed never to leave me for someone else and l did the same , my life was at risk.

The NYSC program was a ticket to my freedom. Going for service, I bought new sim cards and l made necessary transfers of numbers to it. I flushed down my old sim cards down the toilet and l also deleted all my social media accounts. Finally, l had cut ties with Anny. I was finally at peace to start a new life with someone that was mentally stable.

A few years went by, Anny never showed her face, destiny wasn’t that wicked to let our paths cross again. Luck had it, I was employed in an oil company after months of searching and getting across to people who could help. Sandra and l were still together and our love knew no bounds. My wedding invitation cards went flying in the air. I got across to my old OGs back then in school, I never knew l had failed to cover my tracks.

I believed Anny might have moved on. The D day came, dressed in a all black Italian suit. I had to get to church early. My guys were all prepared. Everything was set, mom and dad and some of my family members. We all went downstairs still cheering and we all exited the house, laughters all over. The gate man opened the gate as we all prepared to get into the cars.

All of a sudden gunshots everywhere, the gateman was down, he had been shot right in the head. A woman in a wedding gown and a veil in her head walked in with an Ak -47 in hand. She handled the weapon so well. We were all on the ground trembling as the lady hadn’t come to play games. ” Chris! ” The voice came so cold and sharp. “Stand up Chris, let’s go”. I peed in my pants as my name was called, l knew that voice , I prayed it wasn’t who l was thinking of.

“Get up”, she screamed and mom started crying. She was wailing as my dad was praying unto God. I got up shaking. “Where is the key to the car?”, she demanded with all seriousness. My best man immediately threw the keys to me, I couldn’t catch it, my hands were all wet and shaky. “Get into the car”, she thundered.

She fired into the air once again and everywhere went silent. I jumped into the car and she sat near the driver’s seat and off we were gone.She knew short roots of the roads we passed, I was surprised ’cause she has never been to Abuja before. Well, what did l expect, she was smarter than all these, she could have gone on a study of the environment so as to make her plans pan out smoothly.

She pointed the gun right to my head as l drove through bushy areas and finally we arrived at our destination. “Anny, you don’t want to do this. Don’t be stupid, I spoke as l finally found my voice. She opened the car and got down slowly still pointing the riffle at me. “Get down”, she spoke with all manliness. She walked slowly behind me. She monitored each breath I took, every step of mine.

Going into the abandoned mansion in the middle of nowhere. we walked up the broken stairs. On getting to the upper floor, I beheld the lifeless naked body of my wife to be on the ground, her head was placed on a table. Sandra!!! I screamed as l made to run towards her. Boom, Anny hit the handle of the riffle against my head, immediately, everything went blank.

Getting a hold of reality once more, I blinked my eyes repeatedly and felt tight grips around my body. I had been tied to the chair. Anny sat right opposite me, taking the head of Sandra in her hands and she played with her hair, plaiting it. I began to cry, weeping like a man that had his whole family murdered before his eyes. I saw Sandra’s eyes closed in death, I imagined the kind of pain she would have gone through while her head was being cut off.

I wondered why her family hadn’t contacted me, maybe Anny had killed them all, who knows? She was the demon himself. ” In darkness, l found love. I loved so blindly, l lost it all for you. I’ve searched for you, Chris. I had sleepless nights searching for you. But you never loved me like l did. Why marry someone else when it is me you should be planning your life with?”, she swallowed hard as tears began to drop down her face.

“You were so blind you couldn’t see my love for you. You had eyes but you couldn’t use them. She got up, dropping Sandra’s head on the chair opposite me. She had dropped some blood some in a bowl. She went towards the wall and did the same thing she did the other time she had fainted in her apartment while we were still schooling. She took a painting brush in hand and deeped it into the bowl of Sandra’s blood.

She wrote the words again on the wall. I was going crazy. I knew death was knocking on the door. She brought out and Mp player, a knife, syringe and a match box, she kept the match box in her bra. I knew her to be a lover of music. She played the Mp player, and the room was filled with Justin Bieber’s song, “Loved By You”. I’m going to the do unbelievable, just watch while you can still use your eyes to see”, she laughed coldly.

She took me by the hands, and injected me with the syringe. “I don’t want you to go through too much pains” she whispered into my ears softly. She went for the gallon that had been kept under the table. She emptied its contents all over the room, It smelt petrol. She threw the gallon away and went for the knife.

By the time she came for me, what she injected into me was already having effects, I was conscious but I was weak. l could’t move my muscles. I heard all she was saying perfectly well and l could see perfectly well as well, I could still hear the music still playing on. She opened her left eye wide and drove the knife into her eye, she gulped out her left eye. She screamed in pains as she did it. Blood came gushing out, I couldn’t scream, I just watched in great astonishment.

She untied my hands and legs and pressed her body on mine. All of a sudden she sent the knife into my eyes. A sensation of pain was sent to my brain. She took out both of my eyes. My breathing increased. I was in pains yet l couldn’t move. She got up from me and I heard her scream again, I presumed she had taken out her right eye out as well.

She scrambled her hands over my body like the blind lady she was now, forcing me to my feet and l stood still. “This is where our love story is going to end, my love. Two blind lovers who danced to the music of fire”, I sensed happiness in her voice. She made some movement with her hands, she lit a match stick as l could hear the sound.

She had programmed everything in her head even without her eyes. Soon enough, I began to perceive the smell of something burning. This was the end. She moved my body and hers as we both danced to the music that was being played. Bringing my hands to her waist, she laughed as she gave me kisses. The heat in the room increased. There was no need to struggle, this is the love story of the two blind lovers that danced to the rhythm of fire.

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