this story is pure fiction


my ogas at the top and all nairalanders are welcomed
I'm not much of a writer but ur criticisms are welcomed.... criticise brutally if you have to cos it'll only make me better

prologue




The room was dimly lit up by a 60watts bulb. Apparently, the voltage is poor. No windows, just a door and a fan turning slowly and making a creaky sound. The room is spacious and empty apart from a chair and a table with a bag on it and they are a few meters far from the door. At the far end opposite the table is where a young woman about 31yrs old was tied. She's fair skinned and even with the weary look she wears on her sleepy face, she's extremely beautiful. She's 5'7 wearing a well woven hair.



She woke up with a start. She tried to digest her situation. She's been tied to something she just can't fathom what. Head down, hands tied behind her back and legs tied with a metal, though she couldn't see it, she could feel the coldness of the steel. She tried to recall last night happenings, but it was a blur. Her situation is now obvious, she had been napped! By whom and for what reason, she'd have to wait to find out but she dares not try to wait. She must find a way out. She pulled at the chains but nothing happened. She wanted to scream but kicked against it after a second thought. She kept pulling till she became weak, she gave in to tears.



"Oh God save me" she cried silently

Just then the door opened slowly and from his appearance he could easily be named a doctor. A gold rimmed spectacle hung from his bulgy eyes, he wore a pair of hand gloves on each hand and a white lab coat with white shoes to match. He's 5'2 and chocolate skinned. He carries no beard and he's bald.

"Glad you're awake Angela, I'm afraid i have to commence work now"

"What do you mean by commence work?" She asked tearfully "who are you and what am i doing here?"

The doctor said nothing but walked close to her and removed his spectacles thereby revealing a pair of wide gray eyes. He kept staring at Angela who kept crying and trying to make a bargain.

"You want money? Just name your price, anything you want you'll get it please just let me go" she continued

The Doctor smiled but kept staring at her with his eyes and they show no form of pity in them. So cold was the stare that Angela was forced to keep shut.

The doctor punched her and she passed out

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Enjoying the story bro.

Ride on.

Jigsawkillah.

3 Days Earlier




"Pastor, he just won't stop, I've done everything you asked me to. Everyday he comes home with a new girl" Angela explained into the phone.

"Yes, his dad is coming too. Alright Sir. I'll be expecting you"


She sighed and turned as she heard the door bell ring. Her father in law has probably arrived. Apart from the facial resemblance they both bore the man is the opposite of his son in terms of characters. Why his son is an heavy drunk, he's reserved and barely sips a full glass even when at occasions. He's sturdily built with handsome features which would have faded had he not been a rich man. He carries a cute smile and its hard to tell if he's angry or not.

Angela opened the door after the second ring, and lo! She came face to face with her husband and another girlfriend.

"No John, I've had enough!" She said And she the door.

"Bitch you darn know what will happen when i get in so save yourself some beating barren ho!" John replied

"Go away dog! And take that filthy thing with you!"

"You dare call my girlfriend thing!?" John yelled back angrily and dashed for the door and broke it open.
Angela ran into her room but it was too late, John was there before she could even think of closing the door. He pushed her on the bed and made to punch her. She pushed him backward and dashed out of the house only to run into the safe hands of her ever smiling father in-law.

"John" he called calmly, " is this how you treat your wife? And who is this thing with pancake and lipstick dabbed over her face like a masquerade? Sorry sister but please this is another woman's home and you are not welcomed, kindly walk away and never come back"

John's girlfriend started walking away but not after getting the nod from John who was taken aback by his Dad's sudden appearance. What had brought the old fool here? He wondered. If Angela has something to do with this she's going to pay.

Mr Samuel walked inside still holding Angela and sat down. "John come and sit and start talking" he said. If he was angry, then he really didn't show it.

He, Mr Samuel, had tried to instill discipline in his son but to no avail. His son increasing love for prostitutes is flabbergasting and totally unacceptable for anyone who must bare his name and inherit his companies.

John kept standing and remained quiet. His mind was racing fast and his options are few. He has to ignore this mans question without incurring his wrath. He was jolted back from his reverie by the ringing bell.

"Who's there!?" He bellowed

Angela got up, only because she knew it was her pastor. Oh God, let everything be settled today, she prayed inwardly.

"Hey, good afternoon Sir. You are right on time" she said smiling.

"May the peace of the Lord be in this house" the man of God said as he walked in. He shook hands with Mr Samuel but John refused his handshake. The pastor, dressed in a gray suit and tie, is in his mid forties. Fair skinned with tribal marks.

He was offered a sit opposite Mr Samuel.
He cleared his throat and began "judging from the look of things, it seems we already know our mission here.

John, your wife here, has been complaining that......"

"You are a jobless fool! Why can't you just mind your church or is she your wife?" John interrupted rudely. Turning to his father he said "look dad, I'm no longer a baby, its high time you too start minding your business" with that said he walked out slamming the door as he went.

Mr Samuel didn't look surprised, he just got up and started heading for the door. "Angela, see me tomorrow please" and he left just as quietly as he came.

Angela bursts into tears and the Pastor tried to console her and he let her weep on his shoulder. "It will be alright" he kept saying.

Then John walked in just in time to see his wife weeping on the Pastor's shoulders

..constant updates abeq

Xtarxhyne: its high time u started minding ur business... ..constant updates abeq

I no understand

JigsawKillah:

I no understand

Neva mind

Nice story JigsawKillah. It makes sens
Would like 2 point out a few thinz tho.
When it cumz 2 height, u don't say a person is a 5'2 or 5'7. Itz rather Angela is 5'2....
Tho I love the use of heights which Ɣơ̴͡u̶̲̥̅̊ put in your story. Most writers omit that

JigsawKillah: SammyHoe, missyhorlah xtarxhyne laurinadavid mzmariah daveP abumikey mynd44 foxyflow lanicky cheriepet charijee logodwhiz 3dimension
anybody wey I no mention is also welcome o
na hurryness cause am

okay. Lets get started (rolls in a train of icecream for vips only)

haryomikun: Nice story JigsawKillah. It makes sens
Would like 2 point out a few thinz tho.
When it cumz 2 height, u don't say a person is a 5'2 or 5'7. Itz rather Angela is 5'2....
Tho I love the use of heights which Ɣơ̴͡u̶̲̥̅̊ put in your story. Most writers omit that

yes boss
editing it right away!


morning sir DaveP

"So this is what you've been doing in church! As if the adultery isn't enough you brought it to my house!" He walked into his room smiling mischievously to himself.

Angela knew he's apt to do things without thinking twice she she begged the pastor to leave but he refused, insisting on talking some sense into John's head.

John rushed out of the room holding a cutlass and he gave the pastor a hot chase. The pastor ran for his dear life, wishing he had listened to Angela the first time. John chased for a few seconds before coming back to the house. He met Angela kneeling down and in tears.

"Please, if i have sinned let me know so i can make atonement, why are you treating me like this?" She said amidst tears.

John proceeded to put the cutlass aside and continue with his wicked plans. He stared hard at his wife, no, his ex-wife, because as far as he's concerned, the marriage was over a month after their wedding. He walked close to her picked her up and gave her this reassuring look that all is well.

"Stop crying love, I'm sorry for my past"

Angela was shocked! She knew someone or something is lying. Could it be her mind or John? Or maybe it was her ears. As the question runs through her mind, she found herself following John to their bedroom.

"John" she called softly but there was no answer as John was drunk in his own thoughts and was unaware his wife was calling out to him. He took her into the bedroom.



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Mr Samuel was down casted by the time he got home yet like former times, it was well hidden under that ever smiling face. He even joked with his gatekeeper and the house cook before retiring to the small bar inside the living room. He collected a glass and went to the fridge to get cold water instead. As he gulped the glass of water he tried his best not to smile but he couldn't. The only reason he hasn't disowned the boy is because he made a promise to his mother before she died. He recalled the unfortunate incident........


On That fateful day, Mrs Samuel was returning from the shopping she went for her one and only son when she had an accident. Prior to that day, Samuel had complained of her over pampering the boy citing that the boy would end up being spoilt. She died at the hospital where she was rushed to. Her car was brushed by a raging tanker whose brakes stopped working thereby killing the 5 people including the driver and his assistant.

dear readers

ur comments are deeply appreciated.

JigsawKillah:

yes boss
editing it right away!


morning sir DaveP

Jig how far now. Keep it moofin .

Once inside the room, John locked the door and Brought out a tape from his pocket.

"What are you going to do with that?"

He ignored her and proceeded to tape her mouth while she tried fighting back. He slapped, punched and kicked at her, when he wasn't getting no more resistance, he tied her hands and raped her. Angela was weak and bleeding, her eyes closed. John wouldn't stop till he's had his fill, he got up, took out the bedsheets, dropped her on the floor and walked away.



3 Hours Later.........




Angela woke up in a hospital, with drips all over, her head by hurts and she could feel the bandages all over her face. She looked at the nurse in attendance, who gave her the ok nod that all is well.

"Who brought me here?" She asked

"A kind neighbor, he just paid your bills and left" the nurse replied.

"He? Did you say he? How does he look like?" She looked at the nurse inquisitively

"Well, only the doctor knows" the nurse replied. When Angela wont take her eyes off her, she continued
"He never got out of his car, a jeep by the way. Seems like he called the doc on phone. You need rest now MA, when you wake up, I'll call on the doc to attend to you"

With that said, she left a confused Angela pondering on who her helper could be. The compound was fenced round and she was sure John wouldn't leave the gate unlocked and John doesn't own a jeep too. An hour later, the doctor arrived.

She was a fair woman in her late 40s or so. "Hey dear, you are awake!" She said smiling.

"Who brought me here?" Was all Angela could think of and she wasted no time asking.

"An anonymous caller dropped you" was the reply. The doctor continued "i would have informed the police about your situation but one of my senior nurses advised me against it. According to him, you might not like it. So now that you are awake, do you want to tell me what went wrong? Should i call in the police?"

"No no no, don't" she replied hurriedly.

"If you insist, then its ok. By morning you should be ready leave."

"Please what time is it?"

"7pm"

"Ok"

"My nurses would be taking turns to check on you"

"Thanks"

Angela tried to think. Who is this anonymous caller? How did he know i was in distress? Was it my pastor? But he didn't have a jeep. Or my father in-law? He owns a jeep but why would he call anonymously? One thing was certain, whoever it was didn't want to be known and she was bent on finding out. Their neighbors are too busy to even be known and they rarely do have visitors. John has chased away All her friends and his with his attitude. So who could this good Samaritan be?



9AM the next day.......



"what happened to you?" Mr Samuel asked a patched up Angela who had came to visit him. He need not ask, he already knew his son's handwork. He jus wondered why she won't divorce him.

"He's at it again" she said and started crying.

Mr Samuel called the cook and told him to prepare something soothing for her as she proceeded to tell him about yesterday's happenings. He looked bewildered.

"Hope you are feeling better now" he asked

"Yes, all thanks to God for sending in a Samaritan"

"That reminds me, you said no one could give a vivid explanation of him, i mean the Samaritan, right? Any idea of anyone who might have visited you?"

"No it couldn't have been John or the pastor either, cos none of them have got a jeep"

"Didn't they take the plate number?"

"I think they were too busy trying to save my life"

"Hmmmmm, John must be punished"

"No, punishment is the Lord's to give, we all do err sometimes"

"Why don't you divorce him? You are going to end up dead"

"God is in control Dad" she said and walked into the kitchen.


Mr Samuel was perplexed. Her faith has indeed kept her going but now she's lost. All she needs do is say the words and he'll get his son punished. His son must be punished

daveP: Jig how far now. Keep it moofin .

ur boy is emulating you!

oga sammyhoe no wan con view him boy story! OK
there's God oooo

Why are we all using the name 'John' in the negative sense? In WE ARE ABLE it's the same thing... * I hope nobody dey bear John for NL o!'

I like your story... very good for a start, pls keep it coming'. Angela, God is in full control, your husband will someday regret his actions.

I'm glad Mr Samuel my namesake is not a bad character

SammyHoe: Why are we all using the name 'John' in the negative sense? In WE ARE ABLE it's the same thing... * I hope nobody dey bear John for NL o!'

I like your story... very good for a start, pls keep it coming'. Angela, God is in full control, your husband will someday regret his actions.

I'm glad Mr Samuel my namesake is not a bad character

don't be so sure bros
Samuel might be the worst o

JigsawKillah:

don't be so sure bros
Samuel might be the worst o

Ha! What is Dareezyn? You better not, else...

JigsawKillah: this story is pure fiction


my ogas at the top and all nairalanders are welcomed
I'm not much of a writer but ur criticisms are welcomed.... CRITICISE BRUTALLY IF YOU HAVE TO cos it'll only make me better

Your head lyk chinese briefcase, your nose lyk water bottle, your eyes lyk 500watts bulb, your neck lyk pepsi bottle, your ears lyk sattelite plate, your teeth lyk mexican spade... So u had started a story nd u didn't dim it fit 2 call me?? iyaf vex

JigsawKillah:

ur boy is emulating you!

oga sammyhoe no wan con view him boy story! OK
there's God oooo

lol. We dey behind you. No worry.

Catch 22 should I continue reading or wait till its hawt!! Jiggyman welldone! Check out typos sha o. Nice read. I'm suspecting the old man samuel sha. But its too early to start suspecting anyone. *operamini chai*

SammyHoe:

Ha! What is Dareezyn? You better not, else...

u no wan forget that name? watch out sha

3Dimension: Catch 22 should I continue reading or wait till its hawt!! Jiggyman welldone! Check out typos sha o. Nice read. I'm suspecting the old man samuel sha. But its too early to start suspecting anyone. *operamini chai*

wetin do opera mini?

and thanks for the advice

stormybucci: Your head lyk chinese briefcase, your nose lyk water bottle, your eyes lyk 500watts bulb, your neck lyk pepsi bottle, your ears lyk sattelite plate, your teeth lyk mexican spade... So u had started a story nd u didn't dim it fit 2 call me?? iyaf vex

mogbe!!!!! ahhhh bros no vex LA
you are welcome sir

daveP: lol. We dey behind you. No worry.

thanks sir

4pm, same day......



Angela decided to go home against pleas from her father in-law to at least spend the night. Earlier on, Mr Samuel had called his son to give him a verbal discipline but none of his calls were returned. With Angela insisting on going home, he had no option than to drive her home himself.

When they got there, John was at home, getting drunk. He showed no sign of remorse or joy or any kind of feeling. He just felt indifferent.

Mr Samuel called Angela aside and whispered into her ears "you can see he's drunk. Its unsafe to stay here, please let's go home. Tomorrow you can come back"

She had no choice than to agree. Once drunk, John becomes a tiger, tearing, biting and kicking. Previously, on one such occasion, he had almost drowned her in the bath tub had he not slipped thereby giving her a chance to run away. Today could be worse, considering what happened yesterday.


John needed peace. Peace, peace, peace, is all i need. Is that too much to ask? He asked himself. He has been drinking since dawn thinking his wife is gone for good only to see her reappear with his dad. He wanted the man dead but he wasn't sure of his will. So far the man has made him live on a monthly pay, that's why he is yet to buy a new car.

He has to act fast. He slept on the sofa.



Later that night.........

Angela was sitting on the sofa in the biggest parlor reading one of the numerous magazines packed in a section of the Mr Samuel's abode. She was wearing a gown which she had bought on her way home. Her father in law is the best anyone could wish for and she feels lucky to have him. 9pm and he's already sleeping, too disciplined she thought to herself. She suddenly felt the need to use the toilet. She got up and walked to the room designated to her. Its not her first time using this room but somehow it seemed new. She felt she wasn't alone. She looked around yet saw no one but she could still feel eyes on her. She walked into the toilet. She sat raised her gown and sat on the water closet. She urinated, got up, washed her hand and was about leaving when she heard water flowing in the bathroom which was just next door.
"Hello" she said as she tiptoed towards it "dad is that you?"
She opened the bathroom door and saw the shower slightly on. She made a move to switch it off but something else caught her attention. The tissue is slightly displaced from where she kept it before she went for dinner. Someone came here! She switched off the shower, place the tissue paper in it's rightful place, and shut the bathroom door. Then she walked back to the sitting room.


Mr Samuel sat on the couch in his master bedroom. He tried to read his bible but the words had become too complicated for him to comprehend. He dropped it, rapped a quick prayer and retired to his bed. Still he couldn't find the need to sleep. He rolled from side to side continuously for about an hour before he managed to sleep only to jerk back up. Apparently he had had a bad dream and he instantly knew that something is not right. He got put, wore his flip-flops and wanted to go to the sitting room but he restrained himself. He got back on his bed, and slept off, still carrying that worried look that had been absent from his face for a long time.



John got up, picked up his car keys and got out of the house. He want explanations and he must get it.
Why wouldn't Dad leave me alone? It's my life for crying out loud! The old fool doesn't seem to get it, his life is in My hands. A call and he's gone, just a call. With so many thoughts running in his head and still drunk, John set off for his dad's place. Only if he knew what awaits him.........

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Here I am.


................following.

JigsawKillah:

thanks sir

John go cry soon i guess. That badoo in him go soon 'go down low'

i see u o. la so e be now? u no call me to come chop abi.....9z one, truly everyone is a genius. keep it coming. i sense paranormal activity o. almost no typo.

edogho: i see u o. la so e be now? u no call me to come chop abi.....9z one, truly everyone is a genius. keep it coming. i sense paranormal activity o. almost no typo.

yawa! Oshare a beg no vex
but stormybucci na thief!
u are welcome sir