A night on his bed - S01 E25

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A night on his bed - S01 E25

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25

{Karma}

Vanessa pov

“What do you want here? Are you not satisfied with the truth?!” I yelled at them.

“Vanessa, I know it’s too late to say this but please forgive us your parents we are really sorry.” Dad said pleading me.

“Excuse me you seem to be getting things wrong here, I have no parents you disowned me remember?” I stated not ready to listen to any of their pleas.

“Vanessa baby please don’t say that mummy is really sorry, just forgive us.” My mum said with tears in her eyes.

“Seems your hearing has developed some faults, out of my office now before I call the security.” I shouted pointing at the entrance.

“Vanessa don’t do this.” Dad persisted but no matter how long he begs I will never forgive him.

“Faith’s father out of my office, am a bastard so out.” I said one last time before they staggered away.

They are sorry? After everything??

I fell on my chair effortlessly thinking about my whole life should I be happy or sad…

“Ma’am!” Chris said barging in.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as his expression shows his distress.

“I just need to get this off my mind, Thomas he’s planning something.” He said his words confusing.

“What? How would you know that?” I asked puzzled.

“Because I met with him but that’s not the issue now, Joe is in danger, I just can’t take his words off my mind, Joe is really in danger!” He yelled.

“No, Joe is in danger?” I muttered out my thoughts muddled, I picked my phone and called Joe which finally went through after many attempts.

He picked the call and his words were….

Joe pov

The silent scream that came from Campbell’s mouth shocked me, my clothes felt wet but it wasn’t raining neither was I splashed Naijatea.com with water.

“Mister, it hurts.” Those were his words till his eyes faintly closed.

My mind became a blur, I felt heat all over me trying to put his words together.

“It’s him!” A woman shouted pointing towards a man in a distance who got into his car in a rush as he drove away.

But, that isn’t important right now, I looked at Campbell who had been shot at his right arm soaked in blood.

“Oh my God, Campbell, no, no.” I whimpered till a loud shout escaped my mouth “Noooooooooo!”

Pascal pov

I was on my way to carry out my mission when I saw a guy in a distance pointing a gun towards a man and the boy I had been assigned to kidnap.

I quickly hid behind a wall and took his recording, this is a grand offence.

‘For what reasons would he shoot him.’I thought

I definitely remember that face, it’s that man, Faith’s husband.

He took the shot and got into his car as he drove away.

Without thinking twice I took out my phone and called the police, a murderer is on the loose and it’s a politician of all people.

I need to cut my ties with this woman called Faith.

Thomas pov

I got into my car and drove away to my house. My mind was strained, everything feels like a dream.

I bit my finger as I sternly handled the steering.

“Damn it! Damn it! Thomas what have you done!” I beat my steering with force.

I parked into my compound, went inside and met Faith on the chair, her eyes fixed on the TV. For some reason I felt irritated by her, everything that has happened was all because of her.

She pushed me to this.

I moved closer to her and gave her a slap on her face.

“What is wrong with you!” She shouted and pushed me away.

Seems she has finally grown some wings.

“You this witch, how dare you touch me.” I said and pulled her hair as she struggled to get free from my grip.

“Leave me alone!” She said in the tussle and I hit her head on the table which makes her bleed.

But I wasn’t satisfied with just that, I want to see her bleed more, she caused everything.

I slapped her repeatedly as she lays weakly on the floor.

“Just die!!” I shouted and strangle her with my hands. “Die!!!”

Faith pov

“Die!!!” He screamed his vicious face dripping sweat on my skin.

It’s over Faith, this seems to be the end what have always wanted is turning to be my end.

He tightened his grip on my neck and at that last moment I saw his gun in the waistband of his pants and slowly reached for it I took it out and shot him.

Not caring if he’s dead or not. I pushed him off me.

“You bastard.” I said faintly holding my neck, he rolled on the floor groaning in pain.

“You this witch, you shot me.” Still acting tough when there’s a gun in my hands.

“I think it’s better I finish this, let’s both die together.” I said and pointed the gun at him.

“Die together? Why would I die with you?” He asked breathing heavily.

“Because you were mine from the very beginning.” I replied, I placed my finger on the trigger and was about to pull it when the police barged in.

“Drop your gun.” One of the police men said and I froze to a spot.

Is this how I will end my life? After everything I did to get this far, to own him.

Yet I accomplished nothing, I became a barren and was never loved by my husband.

My own father disowned and hate me, now I might end up in jail.

Is this karma? Does it really exist?