My Sister And I Chapter 7
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👫 💞 My Sister And I Chapter Seven:
“This boy by the time I handle you! By the time I handle you! If I don’t give you food in this house for a week, you will still have strength to smoke and fight isn’t it?” Mum ranted as uncle was earnestly following me to my room.
We entered inside the room.
“Where’s the phone?” Bernard uttered in rage.
“Emmmm… It’s there… I’m coming let me bring it out sir.”
“This boy! You this boy… Don’t let me treat you like an animal…”
I brought it out from where I kept it and quickly pressed the power button and it got locked.
I handed him the phone, he observed and saw that it was locked and instructed me to open it with my password or fingerprint.
When I opened the phone, the porn videos popped up. My heart was about bursting out of my chest. As I extended my left hand to hand him the phone, he got a call from someone and quickly answered the call while turning to the other side.
I instantly removed my memory card and hid the few ones on my phone storage using one particular app. After answering the call for almost 10mins, He came back to meet me and I gave him the phone.
“I know you must have hidden some of your stuffs… Or you think I’m fõolish right… Nevertheless I will still check it.. All these pictures of women I’m seeing what are they for? What do you need them for? And this other one that is dressing half nakèd!” He muttered, showing me on the phone.
“I…. I just saved them for….. For..”
“Are you stûpîd” he thundered, wiping me on my back with one of the belts he took from my cupboard.
“Delete them fast!!” He shouted, while continuously striking me on my back.
“Ahhh sir.. Ahhh.. Please I’ll delete them please..”
I quickly did as instructed.
My sister came, stood by the edge of the door while smiling at me and folding both hands.
“Are you done!!”
“Yes… Ummm yes sir” I quickly responded, moving and trying to scratch my back due to the pains that was emanating from it..
He took the phone and continued to check it.
“Eric. If you like, keep on misbehaving. You know I have many spies around. If you have any nõnsense in your phone, you better start deleting them. Hence, if I see them/catch you next time. Hehehehe… Let me pause here for now…” He uttered, gave me back my phone, kept the belt and left.
“Is mum still there..” he questioned my sister.
“Yes but she’s outside the gate.” She answered.
“Ahhh… My back….” I was groaning and rolling my back on the floor.
“This is your fault… This is your fault… This man should leave this house naaa.. God please take this useless man out of this house ahhh. My back ooh God….” I exclaimed while pointing at her and rolling on the floor.
She hissed, turned and left.
“You’re hissing for me right! Don’t worry. My time will surely come. Uncle won’t be here forever…” I voiced out as she was leaving.
The following week, one of our cousin from my father’s side came to visit us. She actually came with her mum. According to her mum, her school went on holidays that, she decided to allow her to daughter to spend some time with my dad and his family.
Meanwhile, uncle Bernard was caught up with work. He no longer have time for himself.
Vera’s mum left after staying with us for a week.
I noticed Vera’s quietness. She doesn’t talk much and from my observations, she was the shy type. She loves cooking alot. When I asked her about her age, she said she was 15yrs old. Although she was mature in looks.
Vera also loves writing. Anytime I go to her room, it’s either I see her writing or reading one of her books/novels.
I noticed my sister’s unusual behaviour towards me. Anytime endurance passes me by, she’d always give me a particular look.
I called endurance and questioned her.
“What is it again! Or you want to still tell mum that I’m disturbing you right!!”
“This one that you’re going close to her, if you like go and start slêeping with her. My eyes are on you! ” She uttered, hissed and left.
“Look at this foõl! Get out Joor!..”
One evening I called Vera to my room to write stories for me. Although my intention of calling her was far beyond writing but I called her so that she could be close to me.
She sat on my bed with her book and pen and started writing, after a while I brought out my phone, played one of the põrn videos and showed her.
She paused what she was writing and started gazing at it with a confused face.
“What is that.”
“Vera… Shhh this thing you’re watching don’t tell anybody oo pls. Promise me you won’t tell anyone?” I said to her as she quickly turned to me.
TO Be Continued
