Episode 63
By: Eunice Nwodu Ifunanya
……Rissa’s pov…….
I looked up and spotted Mykel staring at me. He squirmed out of the bed and took slow steps towards me.
When he had gotten close enough, he gently took the gun from me and stepped away.
“Mykel?” I called stopping him from moving further.
I’m sure he knows how absurd this is – to find a gun In his drawer, next to his bed. Is he protecting himself against someone??
“How did you get that?” I asked rubbing my hands together. The nervousness I felt was eating me alive.
“I got it from Mr Frosh. Birthday gift” He mumbled and tossed the gun on the bed.
He turned around and sat next to it staring at me.
“You need It for your work, don’t you?” I asked wryly and he let out a soft smile.
“Come sit down first, there’s something I need to clear out…” He beckoned and I ambled towards him.
I dropped next to him and I was moved to him his hand.
“Is it something bad?” I wavered patiently hoping for the worst.
“I don’t know but it’s not good either. I work for Mr Frosh, Rissa. I oversee loading of c*caine. I kill his debtors for him. I hire people to wipe out tubborn folks. I also check crates of weapons and make sure none of them is missing. I sometimes torture his captives and most times, they don’t survive it—-”
“Mykel?!”
“I also raid offices of high officials. I shoot the less complying ones. I make sure there’s not a penny left in the place. I also plant bombs at my enemies companies. I watch them blow up just the way I want it. I’m dangerous, Rissa. I’m…I’m no longer who I used to be. I have blood in my hands. I’m a devil” He narrated and gulped.
“I bombed your parent’s companies too” He whispered and I had no idea when I frantically jerked away from him.
I must have heard wrong. It can’t be what i think I heard…
And this can’t be Mykel either.
My eyes had melted and tears had bawled around the pupil. My heart was breaking again like it did two years ago.
Mykel is doing it again. Hurting me when I least expected it.
He hates me. This can’t be love.
It’s rather pure hatred and I’m the victim.
This, I have to go through for loving him so much.
“What did my parents do to you? They brought you out from jail so why would you destroy their properties?” I asked sourly and he scoffed.
“Your parents killed my parents. An eye for an eye, Rissa. I’m not gonna sit back and watch them enjoy life while my parents are many feet underground—–”
“My parents? They can’t kill someone. They’re not murderers, Mykel. What evidence do you have??” I shot back and he smiled cunningly.
“I don’t need one and I’m not gonna stop until I give the sinners the punishment they deserve” He berated.
“Sinners! You are also one of them, Mykel. You kill people….”
“I’m not denying it. I’m a sinner and my own punishment is going to come to me too but as for your parents, I’ll be the one to destroy them because they killed my parents and abandoned me. Would you claim to be someone’s best friend and still can’t take care of his son??? You can’t judge me today, Rissa because it’s all your parent’s fault. They made me loose everything! In case you don’t know, i once had everything too. A cute brown dog and cars of my own. I lived in a mansion too – very huge with so much guards and maids everywhere. I had a little sister too but she didn’t survive a terrible sickness. I had a life too, Rissa. I’m not just an ex convict. I actually had everything. The luxury and attention but it didn’t last because two heartless people made a plot against my parents and now, I’m destroyed. I don’t even want to go to school again!”.
My eyes swam with tears through out his response. I don’t believe It.
Mom and dad wouldn’t do such a thing…
I still can’t accept that. Mykel has to understand..
“I’m sorry, Mykel…” I mumbled short of words.
The tears could hardly let me speak.
I was drowning inside. Not knowing all this felt a little better.
“It’s not your fault even though you’re gonna be deeply affected by all this. I’m just not backing down with my plans” He stated dauntlessly and I’m shocked that he’s not moved by my tears.
I don’t understand this atmosphere. It’s just choking me to tears. I can hardly breath.
“I want to go back to my father, Mykel. I can’t stay here. Not after this…” I sobbed trying to wipe off the tears.
“I understand, Rissa. But then..If you leave, I’m sorry but you’ve lost me forever and I’ll never comeback. So, it’s either me or your father. Your choice to make. Goodnight” He said, took the gun from the bed and walked out of the room.
Either him or my father.
I sniffed quietly. This is probably the worst night of my life….
(Next Morning)
I woke up at the wrong side of the bed. Each sides were aching and to think i slept In a strange way last night after the whole disturbing scenario.
I hope never to think about it.
It’s keeps throbbing somewhere inside like a burden or bad memoire.
I stood up from the bed and walked slowly outside. I took the stairs to – just walking like a girl lost in a huge castle.
I arrived at the foot of the stairs and there was just an open nice space before the living room.
This house is too advanced for Mykel to leave alone.
I passed the dinning room and spotted him next to a table drinking from a small bottle and I guessed It was beer.
Speak of the devil…
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