CAPTIVE

Chapter 3

A secluded area in Lagos

"Where is she"? The masked man asked, folding his arm.

"She's held captive by Dorathy" a voice replied.

"She's the key to the success of this mission, you must do everything in your power to protect her" he commanded.

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Stephanie Pov.

After finding out the locks to the exit were changed I became frustrated. Early that morning after she left for work, I tried unlocking the lock to the exit with my keys but it didn't work, all my efforts in trying to open the lock proved abortive.

Tears rolled my face, I gritted my teeth and clenched my fist repeatedly. I was angry that I couldn't do anything to stop that psychopath from terminating the life of the people I loved. I didn't know what to do. I was confused, all I wanted was revenge. And I won't rest until I have that which I so much desired.

I heard the rattling of keys from the front door and I knew the psychopath was home. I hurriedly wiped my tears and changed the channel to my favourite Nickelodeon show. The door opened,

"Welcome back mooomm" the word 'mom' tasted bitter on my tongue. I could feel her intense stare on me while I kept a straight face and focused on the tv show.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

I looked at her dumbfoundedly, what else would I be doing in the living room???

"Watching tv of course" I replied focusing my attention back to the tv.

She slapped me. I gasped,

"You must be stupid, watching tv in my house?" She threw her bags to a corner and pounced on me.

"Don't you ever step your feet into this living room. You are meant to remain in your room until further notice. Am I understood?" I nodded my head vigorously with tears in my eyes

I ran to my room and locked the doors, I cried my eyes out, I cried till tears stopped flowing. What is life? Why am I still living?

"I want to die" I screamed punching my pillow ceaselessly.

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I woke up with excruciating pain in my head. It was really painful. I searched for pain relief but found none. I knew I was gonna fall sick. I opened my door and tiptoed to her room, the room was wide open but she was nowhere to be found. I heard noises from the parlour. I peeped and saw her with a guy who is about my age. I wondered what her relationship with the guy was. What if he's the infamous Mr p?

"Let me fetch her for you," mom said standing to her feet.

Was she referring to me? I fled to my room in a rush. I laid on my bed and acted like I was fast asleep.

"Stephanie" she yelled from the hallway.

I closed my eyes still pretending I was asleep.

She tapped me and I opened my eyes and faked a yawn.

"My friend's son is here to see you. Do not act stupid. If you try anything crazy I won't hesitate to kill the both of you and I know you wouldn't want me to kill an innocent soul. So you better behave yourself" she smirked and place a kiss on my forehead. I restrained myself from slapping her.