KISS OF BETRAYAL

KISS OF BETRAYAL- CHAPTER 9

Chris didn't know much about solving puzzles, but It was high time he started learning. He simply couldn't comprehend what was happening before him. He should give them privacy.

"Sorry," he said to the dumbfounded duo on the bed, then proceeded to close the door and leave.

Floral wriggled out from under Iyke and rushed to hug Chris. He automatically withdrew from her touch.

"What?" Chris asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"He...wanted to rape me!"  Flora accused fiercely.

Iyke laughed humorlessly, "That explains why you were crying out in euphoria".

"I wasn't!" Flora retorted heatedly, "I was screaming for help."

"I thought you said you were dying?"  Chris asked, interrupting their exchange of words.

"Yes, I was. Then... He came and carried me to his room to rape me," She narrated, glaring at Iyke with all the angry pretense she could inject into her eyes.

Chris was nodding at the story. "So, during the "rape", you got better and stopped dying abi?" he queried.

"NO! I  had to fight for myself," she said, trying not to fidget.

"Okay, good. But you're no longer dying now, right? That's what's more important. I'm going back to the office. I trust you're in good hands. Enjoy," Chris concluded, turning to leave.

Flora threw her arms around Chris, "Please don't leave me with him. You don't believe me, do you? Because he's your friend, but I'm telling you the truth. I have no reason to lie," she cooed tearfully, laying her head on his chest.

Chris was now getting confused. He glanced at Iyke, who lay quietly on the bed watching him pitifully.

"Now Iyke, what exactly was happening in this room," Chris asked, withdrawing from Flora's arms to sit on a couch.

"Don't tell me you're buying her story," Iyke said with a smirk.

"Hey bro, let's get serious here. I don't see why she should lie. And from what I saw, you seemed to have been forcing the lady," Chris said, trying to sound strict.

Iyke rose from the bed boiling with indignation. "Fine."

Then he faced Flora squarely.  "I had intended to discuss your case quietly with Chris and see if we could help you see a doctor. But since you obviously don't want it that way, I will spell it out. You're emotionally, psychologically, spiritually, intellectually...unbalanced. Only a sick person would do that to her friend, you're a witch. You're a whore! A liar, a thief, a devil's incarnate..." 

Flora slapped out the remaining words from Iyke's mouth, at the bewilderment of their audience, Chris. Her eyes were blazing with fury. Iyke took a moment to absorb what just happened, this bitch slapped him? He made to tear her one fine slap, then mustered all his self control and stopped.

He turned to Chris, "If you know what this cunt here did, you won't even want to set your eyes on her again."

Chris was now totally lost, looking from Iyke to Flora, with mouth agape. Just what the hell was going on. "Tell me about it," Chris said.

Flora flared up like a firecracker, "You don't want to listen to this fool, do you? Of course he would concoct stories so you will throw me out. He's just a..."

Iyke suddenly reached the apex of his anger. He pushed Flora down to the seat and was about to return the slap she gave him, Chris grabbed his hand.

"Relax bro, relax. Flora, please shut up. I've heard your own," Chris said, pacifying both parties.

Iyke took his position again facing Chris. "She," Iyke started, pointing a finger at Flora, "Set up Lily so she could be with you."