A Daughter’s Revenge Episode 45
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🙎 A Daughter’s Revenge EPISODE FORTY FIVE:
PREVIOUSLY ON A DAUGHTER’S REVENGE:
…panic has gripped KC. He was very much afraid that Martha had done something bad to herself.
‘God, let it not be that she has harmed herself. Nothing should happen to her. I still love her so much,’ he paused. In a sober reflection, he continued. ‘If anything happened to her, I am responsible. And I will never forgive myself. As It’s all my fault. Because I have hurted her so much by cheating on her..’
KC was soliloquizing as he was wandering up and down in the house very aimlessly. He doesn’t even know where to start looking for Martha.
THE CONTINUATION:
The search for Martha took top gear that night.
As Kelechi wandered around looking for her.
Likewise Aunty Ifeoma.
They have called Martha’s phone countless times all to no avail. As no one was picking .
They have as well called a few of Martha’s friends. But none of them agreed to have seen her.
Martha was a type who doesn’t have many close friends. As everybody was her friend. But only a few were her close friends.
No one remembered calling Linda.
As Linda was the last person Aunty Ifeoma thought of calling. Because she doesn’t see them as friends anymore. As a matter of fact, Aunty Ifeoma doesn’t have Linda’s phone number in her contacts anymore. She deleted the number a long time ago.
Aunty Ifeoma hàted Linda so much. She doesn’t like the person Linda had turned into. However, she championed the fight to make sure that Martha stayed away from Linda. Because Linda has turned into a black substance staining any white soul that came closer to her.
Meanwhile the incoming calls on Martha’s phone were excess. Because some of Martha’s friends joined the calling spree. To the extent that her phone battery ran down.
And the phone later went off. At exactly 1:30AM in the morning.
Upon noticing that, Aunty Ifeoma became very much afraid. Her heartbeat increased so badly. She thought of so many things. So many bad things.
She later resorted to prayers. She prayed and committed Martha into the safe hands of God. She prayed for God’s protection over her. She binded and casted any evil hand holding her hostage wherever she was.
Neither Aunty Ifeoma nor KC could sleep that night. As tears became their food.
The sun was up, hovering around the sky, so bright and clear that it pierced through the curtains in Linda’s sitting room.
Linda lay on the ground, turning from left to right as the beast of the daybreak tormented her so much to wake up. Littered on the floor were bottles of alcoholic drinks, ashes, rolling papers, to mention but few.
‘Ahh! My head is too heavy!’, Linda screamed, holding her head. ‘God! I smoked and drank a lot last night,’ she said, yawning.
‘What is smelling? I am perceiving some unpleasant smell in this place’. Linda said while observing around to know what was actually smelling.
‘Jesus!,’ Linda screamed amid shock, having sighted Martha lying in the pool of her blôod. She laid at the back of her couch, just beside her entrance door.
‘What happened to her? I thought she had gone home yesterday?’, she asked while jumping on her feet. She rushed to find out what the problem was with her.
Linda met Martha almost lifeless on the ground. It happened that she fell on the tiles. And actually landed with her head.
Linda shaked Martha left and right, but she was unconscious. Although she was still breathing. She had a deep cut on her head.
Martha!
Martha!
Martha!
Linda screamed her name. But she was motionless. Bleeding.
The blôod had mixed up with her vomit. Because she vomited.
‘Martha, please don’t do this to me. Just hang on. Please don’t die. Please stay alive,’ Linda was screaming.
Her scream alerted the neighbors. They all gathered and helped her to rush Martha to the hospital.
They got to the hospital. Linda made the deposit. And the doctor and nurses began administering treatment to her immediately.
Martha became very short of blood. Linda paid for blood. And it was given to her. Meanwhile Linda had wanted to donate her own blood. But hers didn’t match with that of Martha. So she had to buy it.
Linda had to call someone living close…to go inform Aunty Ifeoma what happened.
In a twinkling of an eye, Aunty Ifeoma dashed into Martha’s ward like a màd woman. She had a wrapper tied on her chest, covering her nightgown.
Martha was out already from the emergency room. As they had stabilized her condition.
Martha!
Martha!
Martha!
Where is she?
Aunty Ifeoma asked almost at the same time.
She made way to Martha’s bed. Then sat beside her, crying.
‘What happened?’, she managed to ask.
‘It was an accident,’ Linda replied.
As a result of her state, Aunty Ifeoma didn’t take notice of her surroundings. She didn’t even know that it was Linda that was there. It was when she heard her voice, that she managed to turn so as to be sure of whose voice she heard.
‘You again? Where did you take her to? What have you done to her? I have warned you to stay away from my daughter. Because you are a bad influence to anyone that comes closer to you’, Aunty Ifeoma yelled.
‘Aunty, don’t start this here. Channel the energy in prayer. We should be praying for her to get well soon,’ she paused. ‘And for the record, I was in my house and she came looking for me. Before the whole thing happened. She slipped on the tiles and landed with head,’ she explained.
‘Anyway, I don’t have your time yet. When I do, I will know exactly what happened. Just pray she gets well’, she warned.
Just then, KC walked in. Aunty Ifeoma had earlier passed the sad news across to him on her way to the hospital. She called him on the phone.
Martha was still unconscious.
KC was shocked at the state he found Martha. He couldn’t talk as he battled with a guilty conscience. As he blamed himself for the whole thing.
‘It was all my fault. If I had not hurted her, probably this thing wouldn’t have happened to her. I just pray she survives it. I just pray she finds a place in her heart to forgive me,’ KC was saying in his heart.
‘It’s all her fault,’ Aunty Ifeoma began while pointing an accusing finger at Linda. ‘She’s the one that lured my daughter into this trap. I don’t know what they have done to her. But I just pray she survives it. I pray nothing happens to her because if anything happens to her, this dèmôn will have me to contend with,’ she was reporting Linda to KC.
‘Aunty, I have told you, I have no hand in what happened to her. It was an accident. I didn’t lure her into any trap nor did I do anything bad to her. Like I said before, it was a pure accident. She fell on the tiles and injured her head,’ she defended herself.
Meanwhile Aunty Ifeoma was expecting KC to react but she was totally disappointed that KC did not do anything. He just kept quiet as he buried his head down. KC knew that Martha must have told Linda everything that happened. So he doesn’t want to do anything that would force Linda to expose him.
‘I was home when Martha came crying. As she was very heartbroken. I had to ask her what the problem was. She told me that she had a fight with KC. That KC broke her heart,’ she paused. ‘That was how she came to my house. The rest was history,’ Linda explained, to vindicate herself.
Aunty was shocked upon hearing that. She stared at KC very disappointedly. ‘Oh, Kelechi, so you have a hand in this too?’.
KC was very disappointed in Linda. He was not comfortable anymore. As he was of the wish for the ground to open and have him swallowed. ‘Aunty, it was a misunderstanding. Just a minor fight. She left my house in anger, crying. I did all my possible best to calm her but she was very angry. That’s what happened. Nothing serious..’, KC explained.
The drama continued in the hospital.
TO Be Continued
