BLOODY ROMANCE

Chapter 8

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People fail to recognize that suicide isn't only about *intentionally murder of your own self.*
Sometimes you kill yourself without actually commiting suicide and sometimes you commit suicide without actually killing yourself.
That's the case with the Twins. They are walking to their own death without actually knowing.
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@England
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                  🖤_JAMES_🖤
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Elizabeth came home on Friday, exactly two weeks after she went missing.

That day was a good friday and so no one went to school or work.
I went to the grocery store down the street to purchase some things I need.
When I came back the house was filled to the brim and there was some kind of chaos.

At first, my mind leapt.
What could've happened!

I found Mason holding his Mum as she wept.
I rushed to him, "What's wrong!"
He stared at me blankly.

"Speak to me!" I yelled.

"Elizabeth is back" he said.

I stared flatly at him. "What did you just say?"

"You heard me the first time" he scorned.

Mrs Orwell was sobbing.

"Where is she?"
Mrs Orwell pointed at her (Elizabeth) room.

Without saying any more thing, I rushed to her room and pushed the door opened.

And then, I understood why they were crying.

"Oh my God, Eliza!" I blurted as I stared at her with fear and tears in my eyes.

This is worst than I thought
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@Harvard, USA.
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               🤍_SMITH_🤍
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"Aargh"
"Aaaarggghhh"
"Aaaaaaaarrrrgggghhhhhh!!!!" I screamed in pain.

I swear if ever I survive this, I'll never ever chase a girl again.
My face was filled with liquid which happens to be my own blood. Theo hit the baseball stick on my head. Then on my back, I felt my bone snapping.
My whole body was oozing blood.

I hated the proverb which says "No matter what the eyes see, it can never gush blood".

That's a fat lie.
My tears now was blood.

Theo was merciless. Joel was standing beside him.
And for some reasons, he was quiet the whole time.

I looked pleadingly at him.

Then suddenly, he said to Theo "I think is better you just shoot him... I'm not really comfortable with the torture"
Theo sneered "You might as well leave"

My hands were tied to the ceiling fan, my legs barely touch the floor. My bones were breaking, I was loosing blood.
I'm dying.

"I'm going to kill him slowly. This guy stressed me that I have to drive all the way to Ohio. He's gonna die as slowly as possible." He stroke the baseball stick once more and my bone snapped.

Whatever happens, I hope God forgives me and accept me in heaven.

Somehow, I was being tortured just like Jesus.
Just that he was on the cross while I'm hanging almost in the air.

And Jesus died for the world. While I'm dying because of a girl.

Just when I was about breathing; *It is finished*, I heard the door opened and Jack came in.

He gave Theo the most killer glare in the world.

"Theo, I swear I'm going to kill you if you don't stop this" Jack said with fury.

Theo turned to look at him, "Don't interfere with this" he warned.

Jack pointed his gun at him, "Let him go or I kill you right now, you chose" Jack threatened.

Theo looked at Joel.
I noticed that Joel was bringing a gun slowly. (Jack wasn't aware).

I felt like telling him.
But I can't. 'cause I'm dead.
Though I'm still breathing, but I'm dead.

The next moment, I heard a gunshot.
I couldn't tell who shot who?

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@Cambridge, England
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                🖤_JAMES_🖤
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Elizabeth was seated on her bed, staring at nothing.
She was looking dirty. I hate to say this, but she's looking like a mad woman. Her clothes was ripped apart. There were bruises on her face.

But the worst part of it was her hair.
It's all gone.
There was not a single hair, left on her head.

"My goodness, Elizabeth you look horrible."
I drew an chair and sat opposite her.
I ran my hand on her face.
"What happened to you!" I asked as softly as possible.

She didn't say a word.
She didn't look at me.

"She wouldn't answer any questions" Mason said behind me.

I looked at him, "Who brought her back?"  I asked.

"We were having breakfast and she just walk into the house like this."

I furrowed my brow.  "You mean she just walked in and head to her room without saying anything to anybody."

Mason nodded. "Dad has called the Police.".
I wondered if it was Simon.

If it were in Nigeria, I would have thought that someone had used her for ritual.

But this isn't Nigeria. This is f**king England.

Whoever did this to her is a monster and I must make it my mission to avenge for her.

Period!!!

As I head to my room, my phone beeps.
It was a message from Smith.

Wait....SMITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Hey bro. Is been a while. I know I haven't been picking your calls lately or replying your text. I apologise for that. I just want to let you know that I love you and I miss you.
I guess if you were here, I wouldn't have died like this.
Well, I'm not dead yet but I'm almost dead.
I know you are shocked but a lot have been going on recently, I wish I can tell you all, but right now ... I'm typing with my last breath.
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your brother,
Smith (Femi)
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After reading I collapsed on my chair.
Too weak to do a single thing.
I wish we never travelled out.
I wish we schooled in Lagos or Ibadan.

I texted Smith back, "Send me your address in US. I'll be there ASAP"

Smith texted back immediately
"Don't even dare!"
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TBC.

What happened to Elizabeth.
What do you think of James, should he risk, going to Harvard.
Will Smith survive?