His Obsession

Chapter Five

Abeni's POV

"Abeni, we are sending you to to this place for you to get a better life, do not forget the family you came from oo. be careful, and most importantly face your books. May you not bring shame to our family." i smiled shyly. My parents had been very strict with me and my siblings growing up and their reputation always came first before any other thing, we were not rich but we were a respectable family in our community. I was from Edo state but my mother was a Yoruba woman from Ogun state thus why my names were Abeni, Itohan Osagbolor. I hugged my parents before they would begin another long session of prayers. I walked out of their room and met my siblings waiting for me at the living room, my baby brother was crying more then he did when his dog had died. I bent down to hug him whispering sweet words to his hears. "Lanre i will be back before you know it, stop crying oh if you keep crying, i wont come back home again." he quickly wiped his tears as he heard the last of my words. "I'm sorry Aunty Beni, i...I'm sorry i wont cry again." I kissed his check and stood straight so i could hug my other siblings. My sister, my best friend and confidant. I knew she was fighting back tears but was too proud to let me see them. I was so sure she would pour them out when i have gotten to the other side of the world. "Oya oh, driver ti de oh" ( hurry up, the driver is here) my mother yelled from the balcony. My siblings and i rushed to outside dragging my luggage and bags. it was still very early in the morning and everywhere was still dark. I checked the time on my phone and saw that it was thirty nine minutes past four. My flight was scheduled for 9:00am, so as a proper Nigerian i had to be within the airport proximity three to four hours before the flight, adding up the traffic and bad roads delays, i knew i wouldn't meet up with the three or four hours wait time i wanted to have.
I thought about Grace my closest friend and Gbolahan my boyfriend. Grace would be beyond angry that I didn't informed her about my plans to leave the country and Gbolahan I had told him but I never gave him an exact date. My parents had warned me not to tell a soul, they had superstitious beliefs that's my travel plans would not be a success if others knew about it. I didn't really believe in such things but better safe than sorry.
I gasped as woke from my dream i heard a voice of a man screaming, i quickly pulled my knees to my chest and hugged my self. So many things ran through my mind. my mind was so disheveled. I had figured that i was kidnapped for what i had witnessed the other night. I cursed my self for not just ordering an Uber right from the bus-stop, now i was in a mess. I could die without seeing my parents or my siblings again. The thought of dying at such a young age broke my heart and tears welled up in my eyes. I didn't know how long i had been here, it might have been over a day i suppose or more. i wondered if my job was still intact or i had lost it already. The tears began to flow, i couldn't afford to loose my job right now i prayed to God i would still have my job when i was released. My mind wandered to the man who had brought me here,when he had pinched the bridge of his nose i had noticed the tattoo on his hand, it was similar to the one of the man who's girlfriend had created a scene at the restaurant that unfortunate night. I had no idea if he was a male model but i believe he should be one. The lush, jet black hair, he obviously had groomed so carefully had a rippling quality, a sign of his rude health. His only blemish was that he was beetle-browed and they sometimes knitted in frustration especially when he pinched his nose. The aquiline nose he sported complemented his prominent cheekbones. Handsome in an understated way, his basalt jaw and spartan shoulders spoke strength. He possessed a latent, leonine power and walked with purpose and authority. I actually felt that his best features were his entrancing eyes, the moment he made me look into his eyes i felt trapped and never wanted to look away as though afraid that i might die when i do. His eyes were wayfarer-blue. sloe shaped, i was sure they could shine as bright as the evening star if they were a-light with joy. The moment he realized i had lied, they resembled two liquid-blue pools of flashing fire. The cell was filled with his sonorous, rumbling voice and it made my stomach have butterflies. I felt so stupid for feeling some type for way for a person who kidnapped me. Men like him were trouble, i was deeply afraid yet intrigued in a strange way when he had said those disgusting words to me "but if you don't i will definitely fuck you senseless right here and now and let my men take turn till you you cant take it anymore" i shivered as i remembered how he coaxed them into my ears.
The cell doors opened and i quickly stood, standing straight while playing with the hem of my top, trying to distract my self from the fear. I knew it was him from the smell of his cologne, a woody green minty musk. it was the same one i had smelt off him yesterday, or was it yesterday? I didn't even know what day it was being cooped up in this cell. "you had a pleasant night i hope?" those words angered me making me raise my head to stare at the bastard straight in the eye, how dare he mock me after kidnapping me and making me sleep on a terrible flat foam after i had been cuffed to a chair for hours. he dares to ask if i had a pleasant night. i couldn't complain after all i was alive. Staring at him straight in the eye was a big mistake because the fear i was trying so hard not to feel or show all rushing to every fiber of my bones. I wiped my face with my palm as another fresh set of tears began to fall. he pinched the bridge of his nose which i have noticed he does a lot when he was annoyed or frustrated i guess. With two strides he was right in front of me. "lets go." he said as he grabbed my arm and i followed without a word.

We got to the cell in which i and the Uber driver had initially been cuffed. My eyesight fell on that of the Uber driver, he had a bandage on his hand and leg, i felt for him. This was all my fault and all i had gotten were threats and a choke, while an innocent man had been broken from the inside out. They sat us both on the chairs, i turned my head to look at the Uber driver, he looked exhausted mentally and physically. i wanted to apologize to him but i was too afraid to open my mouth.
"i have gone through your phones and i must say, they are clean, we have one last thing to prove If truly you both are innocent." A man was dragged into the cell, the sight of the bloodied man made my stomach turn. I was almost sure no one could survive whatever type of beating had resulted into him looking this way. he's legs were obviously broken seeing as he was dragged in, the stench of blood filled the air, waves of nausea adding to my misery. My brain felt like it would swell beyond the capacity of my skull, i opened my mouth and all the food i had eaten in the cell the all upchucked. After all the contents has had left my stomach i closed my eyes and took a deep breath i was sure they would kill me now, i had messed up their floor, i opened my eyes and clasped my hands together. "pl..please i i.. didn't mean to..I'm sorry sir I'll clean it" i stood up abruptly, my hands still clasped together. "sit." I sat back down immediately, shaking and wondering what he would do to me. He ignored the vomit and gestured towards us with his hands as he crouched and raised the man's head making him look at us. "who are they?" the man coughed and then spoke "i don't know the man, but the weird bitch... stays in skid row, that's all i know" The pity I felt for the man diminished as I heard him speak so nonchalantly. "hmm isn't skidrow your territory" my kidnapper asked. "ye..yes but she only stays there and never talks to anyone, that's all i know about her. I've told you what I know... now let me go." He tapped the bloodied mans head and then pulled out a gun from his belt, i knew what was about to happen i should have shut my eyes but i didn't. I watched as his hands pulled the trigger and the bullet went flying, piercing into the man's skull, he's eyes went lifeless, they were staring at me and this shook me. I couldn't stop thinking about how the life in his eyes began to fizzle out immediately the bullet with through his skull. I was sure this memory would haunt me. The guards dragged his body away, i clamped my hands on my mouth to stop the vomit but i couldn't and puked, adding to the one I had earlier marred the floor with. I stood up to apologize, my body vibrating and shaking violently. The room was spinning, i took a step over the puddle of vomit, but before I could plead, the vision of the room began to fade. Everything went dark and i waited for the impact my body would feel from the floor but it didn't come. I felt a pair of arms hold unto me as my consciousness slipped away.

28th of  July, 2023
Thegloryy.