I woke up in the pull of my own blood.
I looked rounds to remember where exactly I was.
A sitting room with no television.
The whole place looks empty.
When the realization hit me I screamed out in terror.
I was sitting right where Halima and Tony Left me to die.
They did not even find the need to dump me in The nearest hospital instead of leaving me in my own blood to die.
They carried my 82 inches plasma television and some of my expensive home appliances making my sitting room to look empty.
I looked around me and held my stomach in terror as I thought of my unborn child.
“Dear lord please don’t let anything happen to my child… please…save my unborn baby… please.
I prayed out loud for the first time in many months.
I can’t remember when last I talked to God but right now, i needed all the prayers I can get.
I needed to rush to the hospital before something happens to my unborn child.
I quickly changed out of my blood stained gown and rushed out.
I got to the hospital with a taxi in no time.
After the doctor was done examining me he shakes his head sadly and said.
“You suffered another miscarriage madam… I’m very sorry…
I held the bed spreed tight trying to hold back my self from screaming down the hospital.
I cried bitterly into the pillow wishing everything that has ever happened to me was all a bad night mare.
I took a cab home in tears.
As I got in I sat beside the thick blood that I left untouched.
I wish I can gather it all back into me because it was everything I holds dearly.
I wanted the baby but there it was on the ground in a thick blood.
I won’t let Tony go free, I will make sure that he suffers and pay for the pains he caused me.
I couldn’t get myself to clean up the blood but with the pain and anger in my heart I stood up and cleaned off the mess on the ground
I know within days my company will come for their loan.
I decided to withdraw the little money in my account out first before my bank will freeze it at my boss command.
I marked out my plans on how to get to Tony.
And within the week i began my search to know where he reside.
A week later there was a knock on my door and out stood a police man in uniform, my general manager and two other high ranking staffs from my company.
They stood at my door.
My hand began to shake on the door knob as I let them in.
Fear gripped me as I saw the police man with them
The general manager handed me an envelope which contains my sack letter. He said the reason why I’m not being arrested is due to the long years that I spent in the company.
My years of service was my only saving grace and that is why they won’t lock me behind bars.
I was asked to evacuate the company’s residential building with immediate effect and hand over all the company properties at my possession.
I was a bit relieved because it sound better than being arrested and locked behind bars.
After they left I began to pack my useful things.
I called a cab who carried me to less expensive hotel.
I checked in and continued my trailing from there.
I got to know where Tony and Halima reside and I draw out my full plans on what to do.
The money I had was going down. I was grateful for the hotel I’m in which does not eat deep into my pocket.
Is being two months Tony left me in my own pull of blood to die. I knew it was time for my actions.
I needed to move on with my life again.
I met some hoodlums, and acted friendly with them. I gave them tips and told them I needed a silent gun and within few days I got the gun without much stress.
The next evening I left to pay Tony a visit.
I wore my rugged black jeans and a hood cardigan.
I carried my backpack and left. I took a cab to the down hill.
It was after two hours before I got to where I was going.
After paying the cab man off I walked to the gate and the aboki guarding the gate opened up.
He asked who I was searching for and i told him that I was coming from my village, I came to pay my sister Halima a visit.
The aboki apologise to me for the stress and showed me their apartment.
I was grateful for the thick darkness crowding up.
I walked down to Tony’s apartment like a village girl since the aboki was standing and watching me.
I was a good actress.
I got to where Tony parked his car, I slowed down and began to romance the body with a smile.
I walked to the apartment and knocked.
The gun was right on my Jean belt holder and I have been thought how to use it.
On the second knock Halima came to open up.
I quickly removed the gun and pointed at her. I told her if she screams I will blow her up and kill The child forming in her womb.
She began to shake in fear as she led me inside.
I saw my big plasma television playing in their sitting room.
I also saw some other things including my home speaker and a glass center table.
I brought out a tape and placed firmly on Halima’s mouth and hands.
asked her to lie facedown and she obeyed.
And just then Tony came out and was shocked to see me.
He wanted to run but I pointed the gun at him, telling him if he runs or try anything stupid I will make sure I blow off his brain
“Avala please… please keep the gun away. Take anything you want but please don’t hurt us. That very day, I wanted to take you to the hospital but Halima wouldn’t let me. She was the one that suggested we carry off some of your things… Ava… please forgive me… put away the gun please..
I didn’t go there for petty talk, negotiation or to remind him what he did, not at all. I was not there to threaten him with words and gun. I came for action.
There was no time to waste on Tony.
I asked him to remain shut but he kept talking. I fired a shot on the television screen and it came shattering to the ground.
I asked him to bring out his car key and the car papers and he quickly did.
He was acting like a child, following my every instruction.
I asked him to tape up his mouth and leg, he obeyed
I shot at his knees cap, he tries to scream out in pain but the tape held back the noise.
I asked him not to make any noise or the next bullet will be to his heart.
I looked over at Halima she was lying with one side of her body due to her protruding stomach.
Halima urinated on herself out of fear. She was seriously shaking while holding her belle.
I saw the way she held her stomach as if she was trying to protect her unborn child.
she made me to miscarried my own precious seed, not once but twice.
Halima caused my first and second miscarriage but here she was protecting her own.
I looked over at Tony, a thief, a liar and a scammer.
He deceived me, lied to my face for years.
He scammed me off my hard earned money through different means.
And not only that Tony made me loose my job. Tony made me lose Israel, the only man that loved me sincerely.
Tony beat my two unborn children out of me. I suffered two heavy miscarriage because of Tony and Halima.
All I really wanted to do was to put an end to his miserable Life and that of his partner in crime and girlfriend.
The anger burn through me. I pointed a gun at him and fired a shot straight to the same leg that I shoot before.
He was wallowing in pain and in his own blood.
I wanted to crippled one of his leg so that in his next Life or in his dreams when he sees a woman he will pick a race.
I know with two bullet on his right knee which I know perfectly well that his knees cap is damage, I felt satisfied that he will never be able to use same leg again.
It may even be cut off entirely.
I wasn’t there to kill him but to make him suffer.
I want him to have a good taste of what real pain feels like.
I looked over at Halima, she deserves to die but I spared her life for the sake of the innocent child forming in her womb.
I punched Tony twice on his eyes as I try to calm myself down from Killing the idiot who thought he was smart.
I picked up the car key and papers and Left with my back pack.
I went into Tony’s car and drove to the gate.
I asked the aboki to open the gate he tries to hesitate, I quickly pointed a gun at him and he obeyed while shaking in fear.
I drove off that night to my hotel, I packed all my things into the car trunk before checking out.
I drove off again until I got to a river bank.
I parked and threw the weapons into the river.
I watched as it sink below the water. I breathed deeply, went back into the car and drove off again.
I have lost everything in Jalingo, now I’m going back to Lagos as empty as a Church rat.
I got to a police check point that night as I was driving and they stopped me.
To Be Continued… . . .