Beyond Surface

Chapter 25_ Seal The Gates.

Esosa's Point of View (P.O.V)

Song Credits_ Alan Walker: Faded.
                       _Chris Brown: No Air.

'Get into the car. NOW!', I yelled at my sister who had gone lifeless from the erotic view she had, of her to-be-husband's coitus with another female. She just slowly looked towards me, and her already teary broken eyes locked on my own eyes which were pained and angry, and which tears were already in welling up in.

She slowly opened the hind door and curled up in the seat, and began to cry, loud enough for me to hear as I sat behind the stirring. Her cry sobs made the gathered tears in my eyes flow out freely down my cheeks as I drove us back home.

'We were happy, super, genuinely happy just five minutes ago. Five minutes ago, everything was perfectly fine and good. Five minutes ago, we talked and laughed and joked', I thought in my head as my tears began to blurr my vision as I drove home, on an abnormally slow speed.

My sister's crying sounds kept getting louder and louder, and it only made me cry more. It made me uncomfortable and irritated.

I glanced at her from the center mirror, and she was so bad. I've never seen her cry before. I haven't even seen her shed a tear before, and this sight, of her, sad and broken and hurt and betrayed and cheated, was too much for me to handle.

I wanted to say something. To console her, to calm her down, stop her from crying and assure her that everything was going to be fine again, but I went mute the moment a flash of the sinful view sparked through my brain cells. Not just the view, but the utterances too.

Damnitt!. That fucker told her to cum on him!!!.

This is the first time I'd ever be speechless and helpless around my sister. I can't even do anything to help her out of what she's passing through, what she's feeling. I tightened my grip on the steering and pressed down hard on the accelerator, speeding through the streets on a lunatic speed limit.

Nothing worst can happen than what already happened. And for now, at this particular moment, I don't care about anything and anyone anymore. I just want to get her back home and do something to make her stop crying.

Thank God I came home today!. Who knows what would have happened if I wasn't here?!.

I soon drove into our street and I wheeled further downwards, towards the house on the same speed limit, not slowing down, and I began to press the horn hardly and continuously before we even reached our house, so that that man behind the gate will get the message and open the gate to let me pull this metal box through it without having to stop.

I pressed the horn as I pulled the car through the few houses left before we get to ours, and to my surprise, the gate was still closed. I stepped on the brake and continued to press the horn non-stop for a couple of times, before he opened the gate. I drove in, recklessly and pulled the car forward towards the main entrance and halted the car right in front of our small balcony.

I quickly stepped out, angrily and walked towards the gate, in long strides, where the man was just closing it and I barked at him.

'Couldn't you hear me pressing the horn since from inside the town so you could open the gate and not waste my time?....'.

'.....where were you?. What were you doing?', I shouted and snapped at the innocent man, who I had a nice time with a few hours ago, as tears began to pour out of my eyes again, causing me to blink continuously.