Suspense!!! This story is da bomb!

please don't tell me that it's what am thinking. I think their father is cursed, Hian!!

adefunke62:
please don't tell me that it's what am thinking. I think their father is cursed, Hian!!

I think so brain lmao

Nawa o, maybe it's not the man that 'fathered' those children.

Wer is my cane...... Bia nne come nd post Na

Great storyline.

Oshe !! Nice One

dis suspense sha.frozenfire com continue joor

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Mindfrick:
This Is My First Time To Comment...I Feel Impressed. Good Story Line! @ Frozenfirenaija

Thanks soo much sir

Let me guess.....Father is taking his turn on ur sister, since she is around. Caused!!!

hatchetman:
dis suspense sha.frozenfire com continue joor

lol I will. Soon

gmetric:
Great storyline.

Thanks sir

munchi:
Wer is my cane...... Bia nne come nd post Na

Yes sir will do that soon papa

Countrygirl:
Nawa o, maybe it's not the man that 'fathered' those children.

ehnehn let's just wait and see sha

Episode 42
Cleanliness has always been one of my sister's values and it sometimes got annoying when she failed to let anyone touch her face because she doesn't want them to spread germs that could cause facial infections,pimples and eczema. She never placed her hands on the counter at the eatery because many sweaty hands had placed their there and only God knows if they just picked their nose before leaning on the counter.
This room I was looking at had to be for another person and not my sister who is the only person I know makes her bed every morning, I mean who does that?
The room was an eye sore,the mosquito net had been ripped into shreds and looked like rags hanging on the four corners of her bed like dirty looking ghosty guardian angels. The bed spread was tangled in a mess on the floor and the pillows were naked of their cases. A carton of half eaten pizza was lying on the floor at the entrance to the toilet. The wardrobe was opened and the clothes weren't folded in the alphabetical and classy-casual-native-and-redcarpet order my sister placed them in the wardrobe's compartment.
I gasped realising my jaw was still to the ground in awe and fright. All I did was scratch my hair as I kept looking at the terror the Queen's palace could become in a matter of frustrating seconds. A bottle of Ciroc was on its side and it's content had spilled on a magazine. I moved forward and picked up the magazine,I swear I felt my eyes fall down and roll down the room. The images on the magazine were erotic,it wasnt a music magazine or modelling magazine. It was porn and it was disgusting.
Maybe not really but being with someone I never expected it from.. No wonder they say 'wonders shall never end'. I dropped the soaked magazine and stepped further into the room.
Smell of burning weed filled the air like hausa perfume but I didn't choke, I craved for more
My sister sat there obviously undisturbed by my presence. She had her weave down her shoulders in a tagled lock that sticked to her sweaty face and neck. Her face was red as she pulled another wrap and let it out through her nostrils like a professional smoker,I wanted to join her but I knew she needed help and joining her would be ruining her completely.
She had one hand inside her gown and let another moan out and that was when I heard the vibrating noise beneath her. My shock had hindered the sound in my environment,my sister was pleasuring herself in front of me! I wanted to scream,cry,faint and die.
I moved forward and collected the vibrator from her and she willingly handle it over still looking 'stoned'. I collected the wrap in her hands and she didn't object. Fighting the urge the pull it too,I tossed it far into the room not minding where it landed. What mattered was getting the super diva and role model back on her feet.
I slipped down slowly and sat beside her. She smelt terrible,thick,masculine,irritating smell like that of a dirty fish pond but I didn't mind. I drew her close into my right arm and hugged her tight.
I could hear her sniffs turn into a muffle on my chest, Her sweat streaked to my clothes and I could feel the pain she felt.

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Life can throw anything to someone at any time imagine Rhoda sister now a shadow of her self

God help us

Eyaa! Why Nao?

Chicent:
Still i read..... Frozenfirenaija where art thou..... BringItOn

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Lorechino:
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Maiconyoung:
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Eniqurl:

Episode 43
She sniffed and wiped her face with the back of hands and I didn't fail to notice how pathetic she looked as she blew her nose with the tissue I had given to her. No one but the both of us was home; Mother had gone to port Harcourt and Father to God-knows-where. It was just the two of us in a big haunted house where one was a rotten tomato and the other a just discovered bad apple.I threw her an inquisitive look and she shook her head not willing to talk. Looks couldn't make her open up,I had to persuade her any way I could.
" you can tell me anything, a problem shared is a problem solved" I sounded like a therapist and the expression on her face showed she was falling for it.
" you are my sister and i am here for you anytime you need me,you can always talk to me,sis"
She cleared her throat and fought with her words for a while but I didn't interrupt. I gave her the space she needed .
"It is Debo..he..I didn't..I always..." okay ,Debo is her fiance,if this is what it is about. It was supposed to be simple but she went ahead and it wasn't good. "I can't do things with him..because of my past...I am always scared,I'm traumatized, I'm disturbed..Father once..Father did." I shut my eyes and squeezed her arm and nodded as she continued speaking. I knew with father in the story nothing was getting better. Father was the devil: who came to steal,to kill and to destroy. "Father, raped me when I was twelve. That was before I went to boarding school, Mother never believed me but I insisted I changed school. Ever since then I can't live a normal life with...men."
I became puzzled . if father had been with her when I was twelve then he was with her before me but that wasn't what heightened my perplexion, it was the message I once saw on her phone about having a good time with her boyfriend the previous night.
"The text...I once saw a text on your mobile phone about having a good night with him at the hotel?
I managed to get the words out of my mouth without sounding disrespectful.
She sucked a third hiccup and heaved a sigh.
"I'm not saying I haven't done it,but it's always after so much coerce and a long lecture from him. Sometimes while doing it I get wild, I see Father in his place and I attack him like a beast." She broke into tears again and continued " He proposed to me and I said yes, it was the most memorable moment and the best feeling in my entire life. I have never seen Debo so happy,he looked like i just gave him a child then we headed back to his place and when he kissed me and bent me over to the bed,it wasn't the hotel bed anymore,it was my room and it wasn't him,it was Father. He was pressing me hard and I did my best,i swear I did my best to shake the thought away but it consumed me,I...got aggressive...and...I cut him on the face,that was when I came back to reality,it was really bad,he was bleeding and he said so many things about me out of anger..he called me a pig. I was terrified and humiliated, I hurriedly left the hotel out of shame and rage,headed for Quilox and got my self drunk thinking I was running away from my misery but life is so unfair then I drove and then....and then...."
The tears were pouring out like she had a tap hidden behind her head,I didn't know I was in tears too until I licked my lips and tasted the saltiness from the tears that had rolled down my eyes.i always thought I was the only one on the family with the gift of past-present flexibility and consistent daydream that looked very real, the hotel room changing to her room was something that happened to me when I was with Kwame but it never consumed maybe because I wasn't Aries. She couldn't continue anymore and I didn't blame her,she pressed her face on my chest and cried on and on while I stroked her hair.
"Why is life so unfair,why is God doing nothing? Why do I keep praying but bad things keep happening? "
I kept stoking her hair allowing her to relieve her self of the hurt in her heart. I had my own problems and I always thought mine was worse but it was only because I didn't hide it well. I have always envied my sister and the perfect life she displayed to the whole world without realising she wasn't totally happy within and I had been fooling my self thinking I was the worse person on the planet.
She slipped out of my chest to my laps and kept sobbing "I have not only lost Debo,the man I love with all my heart,i have lost the boy I hit,I have lost my sense,i have lost my faith,i have lost everything. Why is life so unfair?" Asking that question over again made its intensity melt into my veins,the question shook me and weakened my soul.
Poor people ask this question often thinking the answer is because of their financial background but here was a successful and wealthy Lagos big girl crying in my thighs and asking that question that no one else ever thought she knew about.
Then the answer came to me in a tiny whisper as though from an invisible earphone in my ears and I repeated it out because it was the only comfortable thing to say that had the ability to make her feel better.
"Life is fair because it is unfair to everyone"

Episode 44
The sudden heat in the room stirred me out of my deep slumber. My sister's head was still on my thighs and from her tiny and rapid breathe I could tell she was now sleeping too. It hadn't been long since I pet her to sleep intentionally bringing up different conversations to distract her from our many problems. I didn't mention anything about father because I knew she wouldn't be able to handle the shock neither did I want her to hate him nor judge me for my stupidity at the last encounter with him. I also didn't want her to think about the boy who was dying in the hospital because of her inability to control her anger without seeking refuge from alcohol.
I had brushed my hands against her forehead when I told her true love lasts forever. It was like I was uploading the words I said into her head even though I didn't believe them. If true love lasts forever then Kwame and I would still be together. If life was a fairy tale,Father would not have ruined out lives because of his stupid lack of sexual control and sexual addiction or how else could I explain Father's childish misbehaviour and response towards everything in skirt?
We had slept off on the floor in the messy room unconcerned about what was going to happen next. It felt good to be in each other's arms. For the first time in my life I felt a gush of sympathy towards my sister and I felt a connection flow through our locked hands.
Suddenly ,a sharp sound broke into my thoughts and I stuttered at the small explosion that also jolted my sister out of her peaceful sleep. She straightened her body and sat up beside me as we both stared in confusion at the cause of the noise in the room.
The reading table was on fire. The memory flashed in my head like a movie trailer; I had grabbed the weed and tossed it down the room carelessly without putting it out. Unfortunately it landed on the alcohol soaked magazine that I had dropped back on the floor by the table.The fire started late but I could scientifically deduce the weed had kept burning till it aquired enough air to ignite the fire and of course,the alcohol encouraged it. The fire crawled around the room like a snake engulfing a padded bra which only made the fire burn more. Several magazines which had been scattered on the reading table where now ablaze and the body spray after being heated up had exploded causing the noise that had shaken heaven out of me.
It took only a second or more to figure all that out the same second it took for my sister and I to jump to our feet in pandemonium. My sister grabbed a pillow and tried to beat the fire out but the fire had already domimtaed and was now burning faster. I dragged her out of the room because I knew the fire was dangerous to her and I would forever blame my self if anything happened to her model body. After all I was the one who foolishly caused the fire.
I ran down the stairs as fast as my legs could carry me ignoring my phobia for the stairs and the questioning look my sister pierced into my skin. This was not the time to explain what I was about to do,ididnt even know it either I just had to do something before the fire consumed the table and crawled over to the bed or something else. I couldn't risk put us all in such jeopardy.
I ran back into the room with the fire extinguisher in my hand. I had been thought how to use it in chemistry class back then in secondary school. I skillfully pulled down the hook and sprayed the room with the gas that almost choked me as I held my breath.
Losing was not an option.
The fire extinguisher killed the fire leaving a chocy smell, black fumes and a frightful looking remnant of the table in the ghastly looking room. I left the room and gasped for breath . My sister walked up to me with fresh tears in her eyes and hugged me tightly.
We had a lot of cleaning to do and I had had enough for the day

Hmmm

How can a man molest is two daughters ?

Where has his conscience gone to ?

:'

That man is a dog!

Eniqurl:
That man is a dog!

a very big one

frozenfire....ah jus cant describe ur writing prowess..but lemme jus say u r too much...more scenes to ya immaginations

Am a big tym follower!....keep Mhe posted...

TeleboiZ005:
Am a big tym follower!....keep Mhe posted...

Yes boss

hatchetman:
frozenfire....ah jus cant describe ur writing prowess..but lemme jus say u r too much...more scenes to ya immaginations

thanks sir

missuniverse:
a very big one

Eniqurl:
That man is a dog!

Niwdog:
:'

hefelove:

lmao I just can't stop laughing wen I saw dis

Rukkydelta:
Hmmm
How can a man molest is two daughters ?
Where has his conscience gone to ?

I dunno o

lemme just drop one episode now kinda busy