so touching *wanna cry*.....nice one dear

kizzykeziah:
Bleeding Words



A whisper. A hush. A rustle. A rap. Laughter. Hugs. Smiles. Joy. Beauty. Expressions. Understanding. Relief. More hugs.

They have it all, don't they? The Olaoyes'. They're the ones next door. I remember when the whispers began. When their father left home and people began peddling rumors. I recall when the hush came. He was seen around town. Then the rustle, he wasn't returning yet.

Oh! The rap was loud. Jeez, that night he returned was loud. But next I heard was laughter. Every other fell in place. They found love.

I wish the same could be said about my family. There are moments when I wish my father would also disappear and reappear as an angel. All he is now is demonic. Nothing to write 'home' about. Even home doesn't exist here. Every single dusk brings along with it fear. Panic for what would happen next. Would he hurt her again? Would she stay calm and not provoke him?

I huddle together with my siblings in our six square feet bedroom and we say nothing to each other. Our pounding hearts say more than required. And then, there's a flash through the window. Headlamps approach and light flood our power ousted house. He didn't pay the bills, of course.

Then there's a rap. More like bangs. He doesn't like it when we make him wait at the door.

My kid brother runs from the room. His heart in his mouth. Scared of being hit for leaving father standing.

"Were you deaf? You didn't hear the car?!!" He roars at Joshua who scrambles out of his way. He is obviously angry again. Sometimes we get lucky and he actually whistles his high spirits in. Certainly not tonight.

"Mummy, don't go to meet him. Please." Samuel begs our mother who has been on the edge of the bed, her look faraway, her heart thudding.

But there's no escape tonight either as father thunders, "Mama Ibukun!"

We all jump momentarily. He's going to hit her again.

Mum then rises, dutiful wife she is, ready to face her 'better'-half. Next we hear is a round of confrontations. Begins with the usual question of why she wasn't out to welcome him and moves to the request of his dinner.

"The children soaked garri. You didn't leave enough money to prepare anything." Mom tells him and I exchange a look with Samuel. She definitely isn't getting away and as usual, we need to call for help.

Four year old Joshua is near wails now as the first slap lands, "So I should also soak garri?!!"

Myself and six year old Samuel begin with our pleas again, "Daddy please......." But he doesn't listen.

My nine years as their daughter never had a smiling minute. It was all pains and tears. I stare up at my father and his gaze is murderous. He's going to kill her. He always promised to.

Tears on my face, I sprint out of the house. To call Daddy Funke as usual. I had barely left the verandah when I hear a loud bang. Like a hard hit. Then a metal clanks to the floor. Then a thud. And lastly, an ear splitting scream from my brother,

"MOMMY!!!" Samuel and Joshua's voice ring and I turn back in. The metal had been a steel pipe. And the thud had been her body. He had finally kept to his promise.

"PLEASE, NO! MUMMY, PLEASE!" I scream and run to her side. He had hit her on the head and the cemented floor was covered in mother's blood.

I run to the weapon of doom and raise it him, "I'll kill you too! I'll kill you!!" I rage blindly and strike him hard. He just stands. It seems I don't have the power to after all. The steel pipe doesn't so much as hurt him the way it ended mother. He ought to die.









#qetsiyah.

Love it, Love it, Love it. Welldone Jesusboi!

Tolu is really an animal but I wish poor Deola would have been more patient.

Finally,I have caught up with the story to this point...more updates please.
Thumbs up to you,Jezuzboi

Yeah,Tolu sure needs that 'God help' and I hope everything turns out well for him.
They don't want the little baby girl,yet they are planning on giving her tribal mark...hmm,wicked set of people.
Keep it coming kizzy.

Interesting story, loving it.

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Oh my dear 'chingu',am so happy the story ended happily,it was really a nice read and thanks for not stopping half-way. God bless

I wouldn't love the story to end anytime soon....anyways, am looking forward to the last part.
Thanks for coming this far sweetie.

Wow,Mike is a sharp guy o....he really made use of his sense and that saved him a lot.
Someone should please pet Stella,lol

Yeah sure,I'm indeed satisfied
Thank God you were convinced to update.....I feel sorry for Dotun whose hopes were already high about being Temi's father and also happy that he's eventually not. ,I'm loving this ma'am,keep em coming.

Keziah dear,the story has been mesmerizing so far...pls be relentless on updating huh

Thanks for the mention chingu *flattered*....Mmm,this is getting very interesting,please update as soon as possible because someone is getting anxious here oh

Oh my Chingu,thanks a lot for the invite dear