Story: The Quirk of Fate ……..Episode 2 (By Oyekunle Lizzy Oyebola)




The Quirk of Fate ……..

Quirk of Fate

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Episode 2

I had locked the gate when I came in and no one even dared disturb my prayers. Who could be at the door?

The knock became rapid.

“Open this door” the voice came again

I started shaking vehemently as I had instant cold and I heard Edward’s voice from the other line

“Princess, what’s going on?” he asked but I couldn’t speak. My heart was racing fast as I approached the door.

“Princess, don’t open the door” Edward said but the knock increased.

The door had a security lock and it was difficult to break through.

‘My Father, I didn’t bargain for this at all. Please have mercy upon me’ I prayed silently as I pressed an alarm which would alert my dad in the adjoining compound that there was a problem.

Then I looked at my phone, Edward was still talking.

“Ok, I am on my way” I heard him say. I dropped the phone on the bed and knelt before the door, trying to pray but no word came forth.

Suddenly, a hand pulled me up, landed slaps and punches on my face and ribs and since my night robe was the button type, it was without much stress that I was stark naked as they pulled it off.

“Baba o!” I heard another voice from behind and the other guys shifted aside as the masked guy, reeking of alcohol came forward.

I started crying while covering my body with my hands.

That was the first time my body would be exposed before the opposite sex, talk less of a gang!

“If it is money, I will give you. I have enough. Please, don’t touch me in Jesus’ name” I cried as I found my voice. They laughed in a scoffing manner and I knew I was in for it as the masked guy pushed me into the bed.

“Hold her abeg! Let’s see if her dad’s boast is true. General’s princess” the masked guy scorned.

My dad had gone to boast again!

He had always boasted to all and sundry and everyone that cared to listen that he had the most intelligent daughter in town.

Now, what had he gone to boast about?

I struggled and fought and called ‘Jesus!’ but they only made jest of me.

Two guys held my hands; another two held my legs while one sat on my head. I couldn’t breathe, I tried to bite his buttocks but it was unattainable.

I was helpless! I cried and cried until I lost my breath and I felt helplessly as the gate of my womanhood was tore open fiercely and painfully!

Something I had kept so securely and safe for my husband- my virginity was gone!

My heart ripped opened in pain and anguish!

“Chai! Na true o. she is a virgin” the guy said as stood up from me. The other guys left me and off they jumped past the window from which they had come. I heard the siren of my dad’s car and I shook my head.

“Oga, general don reach. You no dey hear the siren” one said but my father was too late. Of what use was his coming, after I had pressed the alarm minutes ago.

I couldn’t move from the bed and I was there, stark naked, sitting in my own blood.

Jesus!

My tears flowed but the masked guy stayed beside me still. I felt like cursing him; like biting him and cutting his life short.

He removed his mask and knelt beside the bed.

“Princess, this is my face. I am so sorry for doing this to you. I will go to jail if that is the case but please forgive me. I didn’t believe that there are still virgins in this world. Now I know better. Please have mercy” he cried bitterly. The door opened widely and my dad screamed when he saw the scene.

“Jesus!” he exclaimed again as the guy walked to him, his hands in total surrender. My father gave him a solid slap and he fell to his face. Dad was holding a gun but he didn’t shoot. He wasn’t that patient of a man and I just didnt understand.

He dragged him out of the room, out into the cover of the night to God knows where!

As I tried to sit, covering my body a bit with my night robe, the door opened and I looked back at the door.

There stood my Edward, looking with his mouth suspended and his hands on his head!

Tears flowed down my face!…..

Watch out for the Next Episode!

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Author: Oyekunle Lizzy Oyebola

I am Lizzy but you can call me Lizziefreezie.

Writing stories that would touch you, inspire you, make you cry, laugh and which in summary draw you into their own world is all I crave to do.

I am a graduate of one of the prestigious private universities in Nigeria- Bowen University, Iwo, Osun State, Nigeria.

I can act different roles in dramas and you would see me on your screens soon…*smiles* I love to teach and re-model lives of the youths through His grace; I am also good at catering services- for your parties and occasion; I love to present programmes, advertise, sing, write and of course, PRAY!

I would love to meet you all as your lives are being touched for the better.

You are welcome to my world!!!

www.de-raconteur.com




Oyekunle Lizzy Oyebola

I am Lizzy but you can call me Lizziefreezie.

Writing stories that would touch you, inspire you, make you cry, laugh and which in summary draw you into their own world is all I crave to do.

I am a graduate of one of the prestigious private universities in Nigeria- Bowen University, Iwo, Osun State, Nigeria.

I can act different roles in dramas and you would see me on your screens soon…*smiles* I love to teach and re-model lives of the youths through His grace; I am also good at catering services- for your parties and occasion; I love to present programmes, advertise, sing, write and of course, PRAY!

I would love to meet you all as your lives are being touched for the better.

You are welcome to my world!!!

www.de-raconteur.com

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