Thursday, 7 December 2017

Behind Her Smile Episode 13

“I am not a coward,” Obiageli said, coming out from where she’d been hiding. “I’m just making sure that I don't scare you.”
"And who are you?" Ezinne asked, staring at the young girl in front of her. She noted that the girl was approximately Chioma’s age.
"I am Obiageli," Obiageli replied.
"Those eyes tell power and that mouth speaks strength,” Ezinne said. “Are you her daughter?”
"Whose daughter?” Obiageli asked.
"The daughter of Obioma the bad witch," Ezinne said.
"How dare you label my mother a bad witch?" Obiageli asked furiously.
"How did you know your mother?” Ezinne asked, puzzled. “She died the day you were born.”
"I always see her in my dreams,” Obiageli said. “She told me who I was and how to get help. She directed me to you.”
Obiageli had grown up with her adopted family. One day, after a tedious hunting session, her adopted father had been returning home when he heard a woman’s cry. He’d followed the voice, only to find Obioma the bad witch.
Everybody knew how bad she was, and how she’d helped the Queen to kill innocent people. Gripped with fear, the hunter had tried to run, but she’d called him back, pleading that he took the child she’d just birthed.
She’d narrated to him how the King had sentenced her and her unborn child to death, and how she’d used her magical powers to flee.
For fear that her child might share with her in her fate someday, she’d pleaded with the hunter to raise up the child as a normal human.
After Obioma’s death, the hunter had returned home with the child whom he’d named Obiageli. He’d taken care of her ever since, as though she were his biological daughter.
"And how may I be of help to you?" Ezinne asked, with a smile on her face. "The truth is, I have been waiting for you for so long and now that you have finally chosen to reveal who you are, I think I can rest in one piece, knowing that my power will be handed over to you.”
"But am I a witch?” Obiageli asked. “Am I going to be a bad witch like my mother?”
“My daughter, it was circumstances that made your mother that way so you shouldn’t even think of hating her,” Ezinne said. “I will introduce you to my daughter. The two of you will be working together when am gone.”
"I don't understand any of this,” Obiageli said. “What is really going on? I see blood everywhere, corpses lying every where. Is this village going to be destroyed?"
"My daughter, we need to find a way to appease her spirit or else she will haunt us all to the very end," Ezinne replied.
"How do we even start this battle with this spirit?” Obiageli asked.
"Have you seen her before?" Ezinne asked.
"I saw her in my dream,” Obiageli said. “And I always feel her presence around me, like she knows about my existence and is waiting for the perfect time to strike.”
"I will contact my daughter soon, so don't worry,” Ezinne said.
***
"Michael, please nah,” Miriam pleaded for the umpteenth time, praying he’d let go of her. “I have to go before someone sees me in your room."
She’d been asked to take the Prince’s food to his room, but when she arrived, he’d insisted she eat with him. She’d caved in, but then he’d asked her to stay for a while. She’d agreed to this after much persuasion. Now, hours had slipped away and he still wasn’t ready to let her go.
"Mimi, I just miss you so much that I want to spend the whole day with you," he said, flashing her a sinfully cute smile.
"Mikey, don’t look at me like that,” she said. “That smile won't work on me today.”
Michael smirked and winked. “So you mean it has been working on you before, huh?"
"Mikey, please nah," she pleaded, but he held her waist and whispered something that made her blush. “Mikey, what are you doing about your health?"
"Tony is coming back soon, so I think we will figure it out when he comes back,” Michael said, still holding her waist and kissing her neck.
"So you mean that there is a possibility that you will get a donor soon?" she asked excitedly.
"I’m not so sure about it,” he said. “But we still hope for the best.”
"Mikey, no matter what, you can't leave me," she pleaded, tears filling her eyes. "If you do, I don't know what will become of me."
"Shhh, don't cry,” Michael said. “I won't die. I’m not going anywhere."
He dried her tears with his palm. He hated seeing her cry, especially when he was the reason behind her tears. What saddened him most was that he had no idea how to cope with his deteriorating health.
"But promise me you’re not going anywhere," she pleaded.
"I promise,” he said.
Miriam smiled. “But I still have to go now."
"Promise me first that we will be going out today," he asked, bringing her closer.
"Where to?” she asked curiously.
"My surprise." Winking at her, he let her go.
"Okay, we will see later." She made to leave, but Michael dragged her to himself. Their closeness made her nervous. “What now?”
"I don't like the fact that our relationship is a secret, ‘cause I really want the whole world to know how lucky I am to have you," he said, a serious look on his face. He planted a kiss on her lips and loosened his hold on her. “I will go buy what you will wear for our date.”
Blushing, Miriam made her exit.
To be continued..

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