AN ADVENTURE TO AFRICA

🗿🗿🗿My chapter... To Africa🗿🗿🗿

(Hangs up)

"Sir, I-"

I frustrated with all her rubbish, cuts the call.

"Twack!" I angrily threw the phone against the wall.

Guess what? It fell into a bucket of water.

"What the fuc!-" My beautiful Hazel eyes caught fire as I raged.

"Holy shit!" I roared and punched the wall really hard that my hands started bleeding.

"Fuck you! Fuck you, yahoo!!" I grit my teeth, folding my palms and holding my wrist, enduring all the pains that rushed through it.

"I never knew this water was here! Who on earth does this?! Jane must have done this on purpose!" I bowed my head in defeat and quickly removed my yahoo from the bucket of water.

"Only Jane knows what the Fuck this is doing here, pretty sure everyone must be asleep now but who fucking care!" I snapped out of my thoughts, trying to get the water out of my yahoo. I threw the door open and and downstairs.

"Don't fucking ask me why or what for 'cause am freaking gonna fuck that whore of a Jane out of this world! Oh... I mean I'm freaking gonna teach her a lesson she's never gonna forget in her fucking, miserable life!!" I corrected the stupid thought that flowed in my fucking mind.

Tisha' snore really scared me.

Seeing Tisha lying on the floor didn't freaking touch me! She deserves that and even worse more. Perhaps, she's nothing to me than my cook's daughter." I spat within myself even if I wasn't sure of what was going on in my stupid mind that moment. Now, am starting to feel somewhat guilty and foolish but I'm sure I wasn't. I mean... Maggie is more than a cook to me but a mother instead. Seeing Tisha made me remember all what happened hours ago so I went back into my room, unsettled. Banging the stupid door made my headache even worse.

I grabbed the general phone and called Jane...

"Hello sir. " Her sleepy voice muttered.

"I need you in my room, immediately!" I stormed and hanged up.

Jane's P.O.V

"Oh, My!" She finally opened her weak eyes and carried her lazy body out of bed.

"Why did my Terry called this late?" She asked asked herself as she looked at the wall clock saying 2:00 pm.

"Maybe he wants me since Tisha disappointed him. No, no, no... Maybe he needs someone to hug and sympathize with him since his grandfather is dead." 

"Shut up, holly cow! What am I thinking? Sir Terry is never sad, he's always angry. He's definitely, looking for someone to argue with." She thought as she finally stands up, twirling the edge of her ponytail and rushed to my room.

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Just as she swung the door wide open, a shiver ran through her spine as her heart started beating a billion times within a second. She glanced at me looking like hell or should I say a 'terror king'.

"W...What's wrong s... Sir, Y...you called m...me." She stammered as tears pricked in her lazy, blue eyes.

"Close the door behind you and get the fuck here!" I  commanded, facing my back to her and looking into the bucket of water next to the wall.

Her tiny, shaky legs moved closer as confusion blistered her face.

"Can you explain what this bucket of water was doing here?" I frowned at the bucket of water as I muttered.