THE CO - WIVES

THE CO - WIVES

CHAPTER 13

Jacky's Point of View

I was running out of patience, out of hopes to get out of the damn cage.
Diana had found solace in torturing me on a daily basis.
She would come and mock me for being helpless.
She would tell me how much James hates me.
She would tell me how they were having sweet moments together.
I was filled by jealous and hatred for James. I thought he had already given up on me and left me to die.
Diana would bring me even roasted maize to eat and some dirty water to drink. I never showered no changed clothes. I would mess on my clothes and refuse to give me any water to bath.
"Diana."
I called her one day as she continued torturing me.
She looked at me with a face full of disgust.
"Please let me go and I swear I will relocate from the city and you will never set your eyes on me. You can have the boss please, I never loved him at all!"
My lies even hurt!
Who was I kidding.
I loved James with all my heart but I knew I was never gonna see him again!.
"The only way you are gonna get out of here is in a coffin. So please, don't try sweet talking me you shameless slut!"
Diana was a heartless bitch!.
When she told me that my mum had been looking for me and she told her that I was out of the country, I felt so bad. I didn't want my mum to suffer. I was willing to bootlick her, if that is what would have taken for her to allow me to live.
I couldn't stop thinking about my mum and my bro who entirely depended on me for survival.
I had grown so thin and weak for feeding on almost nothing. But my soul was strong and willing to live. I prayed, sang and cried onto the lord to rescue me.
One day, Diana came and  did her usual stuff.
Mocking me, giving me leftovers and dirty water to drink. That day she was kind enough to bring me a dress to change into, claiming that I was stinking.
She even allowed me to take a bath, under tight security, she had her pistol pointed at me, for the first time since I was kidnapped. If I was given the chance, I would have challenged her. Unfortunately, I was too weak to act and she was armed! To her, I was a dangerous criminal and she couldn't take chances. Poor me!
I wondered why she treated me like a common criminal. I wondered why she was taking so long to kill me. Atleast she would have spared me the agony and trauma of begging her.
I remembered how I had walked out on James and I wished time would go back, for me to rectify my mistakes.
I wished I would take back the hand of time, and tell James how much I loved him, how much I needed him, how much hr meant to me. All he did was to be good to me but how did I pay him? I ran away from him. I left him when he needed me most, he did everything possible to make me happy.
I was really paying for not listening to him. For walking out on him....
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I was in the hotel having lunch. James came and joined my table. I was happy because it was long since I saw him. I rose up to hug him but before we could hug, Jeff and Diana showed up and Jeff shot James on the chest, he fell down with a thud. Diana and Jeff started arguing because Diana wanted to shoot Me too but Jeff stopped her. Jeff pulled me by the arm and led me outside the hotel. As much as I struggled to free myself from him, his grip grew firmer. I shouted for help but no one heard me.
Outside, he opened a waiting car and threw me inside.....
I woke up, sweating all over my body. At first, I wondered why my hands and legs were tied but everything that had been happening those few weeks came flooding back.
The cage was still dark. That nightmare scared the shit out of me! Was James safe?
Was he still looking for me or he had given up on me?
Had Jeff died or was Diana lying to me.
So many questions flooded my mind. Unfortunately, I had no answers for them.
I managed to sit up and I cried unto the Lord to rescue me. I was helpless and all I needed was God's interference!