The Hidden Toxin ✔(#6 in the Our Side of The Dice Series)

Chapter 4: Distasteful Sentiments

Ebun saw the hospital surrounding her once she woke up five days after the incident that destroyed her life had happened. Immediately the masked guy got off her body after he climaxed or rather, got tired of thrusting into her, her vision faded out completely and the last thing she had heard from her gruesome reality was the bastard daring her to catch him if she could.

She had lost a lot of blood to the extent where her consciousness which hung on a thin thread at that moment was snapped into half, welcoming the darkness that haled her in.

Minutes after she passed out and the rapists were completely out of sight, her parents and Cassandra came back home from the hospital they visited due to Cassie's breathing problems. For some unknown reason or rather instinctive preference, they walked into the house through the back door and saw the display of knives and several kitchen utensils scattered on the floor with the container upside down.

Ebun's mother gasped first. Cassandra was next. Their dad's eyes were glaring, wondering what the hell had happened. The mother knew immediately that something bad had happened to their daughter since Ebun was the only person who could be at home on that day and since she was the one who was the most susceptible to it at that period.

Quickly, she and Cassandra rushed to Ebun's room with their father leaping closely behind with the aid of his walking stick. The door to her room was already wide open. They didn't need to look around before they saw Ebun naked and immobile as a heavy object in a puddle of her blood.

Her brown-colored bedsheet had been out colored by the red fluid. Just by the tip of the bed, precisely the plank of wood that guarded it dripped the droplets of her blood to the ground like a leaking liquid.

Cassie fell on her knees and crawled her way to Ebun's bedside, taking a full view of the gruesome sight before her. It was too heavy for her brain to interpret because it was a piece of information that made no sense. Why would it be that someone would dare to rape her sister to the point of unconsciousness?

How could it possibly be?

Ebun's parents had done all they could to protect their daughter from dangers they thought they could predict. They had expected that the guy she fought with at school would try to hit her back and attack her on a day she was utterly defenseless but this wasn't the attack they foresaw.

It was a vengeance that rendered them in utter shock.

Someone might tag them as naive and undiscerning to be unaware of the evil that the male gender was capable of committing but the fight between Ebun and that guy could have been any other thing that wouldn't warrant rape as a vengeful comeback.

In addition to that, it didn't seem like it was just one guy that had raped her. Telling from how heavily soaked her thighs were, clotted with coagulation of blood and so much semen, and how heavily battered her face and the rest of her body was, it just didn't look like a violent action that just one person was capable of inflicting.

Their guesses were confirmed when the doctor examined her body and extracted all the samples that could confirm that she was sexually harmed and raped. It was a gang-rape and the doctor could ascertain that.

Cassandra wouldn't stop crying even after they rushed Ebunoluwa to that hospital and it was confirmed that she wasn't dead yet. She only calmed down a little after seventeen hours of the surgical procedure and when she could no longer see any blood when several plasters and bandages were tied to all the injured parts of her body.

Cassie felt so terrible for her sister. She wished there was something she could have done to change the situation especially for the fact that they had a conversation a few days before the incident. If Cassandra had been logical enough to understand that the possibility of Ebun being in a danger greater than school suspension, she would not have dared to fall sick to the point where her sister would have had to be the only one at home. Heck, she wished she could have taught those bastards a lesson even.