Your Honor

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AYO'S POV

I took a drag of cocaine and moaned in delight. The white powder stuck to the tip of my nose and I inhaled it sharply. I wiped the substance off my black shirt, adjusting the creases that branded it. I squinted my eyes to look at the watch adorning my right hand and gasped, I shrieked on remembering Eniola.

"How did time fly so fast?" I mumbled, as I stood up from the couch.

I staggered in movement because I felt dizziness lurching and the intense pleasure that ran through my veins. I walked towards the stairs that led to my bedroom, taking dangerous steps.

I stopped abruptly at the foot of the stairs and groaned.

"I shouldn't have taken so much cocaine. Now I can't think straight."

I smacked my cheeks and made to walk towards the door. I stamped my slippers against the rug on the front porch and strolled to my backyard. I let out an involuntary yawn and stretched out my muscles, flexing them into locomotion.

The spot where I buried Eniola was still fresh and vivid. I picked up a shovel and began to evacuate the sand. It went on for several minutes and I stopped at the moment when the shovel hit the coffin. I beamed happily.

"Hope you enjoyed the three hours you spent in that coffin, Eniola." I smirked, folding my arms.

"I know you won't respond, you are always stubborn." I added, holding out my fist.

I made to open the coffin but it didn't bulge. I grunted desperately, sweat soaking into my black shirt. It opened with a loud thud and I stepped backward. As I advanced closer to the coffin, the air became warmer. I looked into the coffin to see an unconscious Eniola. I shivered in fear as I carried her body hastily in my arms. Her body felt limp and heavy, I set it down on the ground and began to contemplate on my next line of action.

I knelt down beside her body and slapped her across the face.

"Eniola, I am not joking anymore. Get up this instant and stop playing games." I yelled, engulfing her pale hands into mine.

Eniola didn't stir or move in any direction. I became alarmed at this development and nervousness creeped into my veins. I placed my ears on her chest to check if her heart beat was intact. I heard absolutely nothing and began to fret.

"Calm down Ayo, she might have fainted." I muttered, reassuring myself.

I punched Eniola with my fist repeatedly, refusing to believe that she was dead. Eniola's blood was smeared on my knuckles and I looked at it in shame. I cradled Eniola's face in my arms and wept.

"What have I done? I didn't expect you to die. I just wanted you to love and accept me." I whispered, crying uncontrollably as I buried my head in the crook of Eniola's lifeless neck and continued sobbing

"Eniola, please just wake up. I promise I'll be a good man. Please don't leave me." I begged, as I held her body to myself.