Cacophonous Melody Episode 17
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A deafening silence enveloped the house, as soon as Tracy’s words left her lips, but she didn’t look any bit done with what she was set to say
Her mother froze on the spot, and her father turned sharply to look at her, unable to utter a word, even when his lips continued to move in an attempt to speak the one question his head had.
Bruce pursed his lips in shock, neither expecting Tracy to say what she said, nor imagining that her mother would react the way she was reacting.
“Tracy has killêd me oh! This girl doesn’t value her life at all.
“What did I do, allowing this bad influence come close to you?
“How could I not have known that people from his tribe have no respect whatsoever for other people’s culture, and would definitely not let my daughter be, until he ruins her?
“Tracy, who told you that you can speak about what transpired between Ozonge and any mortal?
“Did he not tell you that speaking about the things that occurred in the shrine is tantamount to deãth?” Stephanie asked, more concerned about the fear for Tracy’s life, than the issue of Tracy’s paternity getting revealed.
“Please mother, you’ve got to stop! How can you be so blind to the fact that everything you have always been told is false?
“How could you not have noticed that Ozonge and everyone of his ancestors were only capitalizing on the fact that they were dreaded to perpetrate all the êvïls?” Tracy asked her mother.
“Silence Tracy! Shut your mouth this moment, or you won’t like what will happen to you. You think I will stand by a d watch you talk yourself into calà mity?
“Who has bewitched you this way? How can you be speaking so carelessly about the great Ozonge?” her mother asked her.
“Tracy, you truly shouldn’t be speaking about Ozonge right now, but about what you just said about him being your sibling.
“Pray tell dear daughter, how is he your sibling? Is it what I think it is, or I’m just being paranoid?
“Please tell me that I haven’t been living in guilt all these years, not knowing that I have always been right!” chief Scot told his daughter.
“It is what it is dad. You are my father traditionally, and would remain the only father figure I recognize, but you didn’t fertilize the egg that formed me.
“Just like my maternal grandfather wasn’t my mother’s biological father, and everyone else on my maternal ancestral lineage, up to the time of Onyema, the one who brought the cursè” Tracy spat, unwilling to hold back.
“Babes, I think you need to calm down with the talks. You’re angry, and shouldn’t be speaking. You will say thing you won’t be proud of, when you’re coolheaded. Please stop talking, will you?” Bruce said, holding her shoulder.
“No Bruce, I won’t regret telling my mum the truth, and making her see that she had only allowed herself remain a prisoner of feà r for nothing” Tracy said, pushing his hand off her shoulder.
She must have pushed really hard, or the effect of the pains he was having on his back, was beginning to overwhelm him, because Bruce winced sharply in pains as she pushed his hand off her shoulder.
“Ouch!” Bruce winced, his hand going to his back on impulse.
“What is it Bruce?” Tracy asked.
“Are you alright Bruce?” chief Scot asked.
“Oh, Ozonge didn’t wait for too long to descend on you?” Tracy’s mother asked, guffawing.
“I’m okay. I just wasn’t expecting the sharp fling, and the shock made me react the way I did” Bruce said, forcing a smile on his face, to conceal the pains he felt on the wound site, and everywhere around it.
The last thing he wanted was to make his wife worry, and to also make his mother in-law continue to taunt him with Ozonge’s supposed ability to deal with him.
“Stephanie, is it true what Tracy just said? Is someone else truly responsible for the conception that brought our daughter to life?
“Tell me, did someone else truly have his embryo growing in you, while I took you as wife?” he asked, tears glistening with his eyes.
“What’s that supposed to mean Scot? What kind of question is that?” she asked him, pouting à ngrily.
“It’s a simple question. A question that requires a simple yes or no.
“Stephanie, is Tracy my biological daughter or not? Did you truly get pregnant in the shrine before you returned to me?
“Did the chief priest implant his seed in you before he chose to sound the gong?
“Was that what the rituà l was all about? To get you into the shrine and have you for himself for the number of days he wanted, before he allowed you come to me?
“How convenient for him and his cursed generation, to have made it impossible for anyone to accompany you and the ones before you, to the shrine for the ritual!” chief Scot spat à ngrily
“I don’t know what’s happening to you two, and why someone who is nothing but a stranger will continue to influence you so badly that you can’t even remember what’s sacred and what’s not again.
“How can you be speaking about Ozonge in that manner, and even daring to probe into the things that go on in the great and dreaded shrine?
“Believe whatever you want to believe, say whatever you want to say, but Stephanie won’t stand by, and be a party to this blasphemy” she said, and turned to leave.
“You don’t need to walk out in ãnger Stephanie. Today isn’t a day to be angry, but a day of joy for me, so you should shà re in my joy.
“Yes Stephanie, I am so happy that these things actually turned out this way, and you have no idea, the kind of burden you have taken away from my shoulders” he said, laughing, while tears still flowed from his eyes
“Dad, what’s going on with you? I know you’re hurt, but can you react in a more understandable way?
“How can this kind of news make you happy? How happy can you be, when you’re laughing and crying?” Tracy asked.
“I will tell you everything tomorrow. But first of all, I think you need to go with your husband.
“He looks very tired already, and like he said before, he needs to resume work
“Go now child, I’ll call you” chief Scot said, literally pushing Tracy out of the house, and into her husband’s car, to leave.
Stephanie was dumbstruck, unable to understand what her husband was doing, but couldn’t do anything as she watched her husband send her daughter away with a man, he now called her husband
TO Be Continued
