Cacophonous Melody Episode 3
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Tracy woke up the next morning feeling very weak and worn out. Her head hurt bãdly, as did her legs and her hands.
Her hands felt very heavy when she tried to lift them up to touch her face and be sure her head was still on her neck and she could see that a lot of bruises appeared on her hand.
The scream she tried to suppress, escaped her throàt as she tried to get up, and found out that her legs were tied with some strange and sticky objects.
She fell back on the bed, and lay there scrèaming, with the hopes that her mother would appear to help her.
Unfortunately, very early that morning, her mother had left for a visit to Ozonge shrine, to enquire if there was any way else she could free her daughter from the tôrments of the aggrieved spirit.
Tracy’s father sat in his room, listening to her screàm and assumed it was one of her routine strange behaviours.
He was sick and tired of running to Tracy’s room each time she began to act strangely.
There were times he’d rush into her room, only to find her dancing and laughing like a manïac, or singing her cacophonous melodies.
As much as he wished to see Tracy rid of the tôrments, he was convinced that it wasn’t something that was going to end in Tracy’s lifetime, which was the major reason he was trying to get Bruce take her away from his household.
He remained in his bedroom, listening to her wail, and waiting for the screàms to end like it usually did, but to no avail.
“What is your problem this girl?” he muttered under his breath as he pushed the door to her room open, and found her wriggling on her bed.
“Help me father, please help me. She tied my legs, see, she’s terrible” Tracy cried, pointing at her legs with her eyes firmly shut.
“Tracy, your legs aren’t tied. Please do not keep making life difficult for me. I know that I have committed so many sins as a man, but I’m sure giving birth to a child, isn’t none of them!
“My heart is always racing whenever I’m at home or on my way home because of these you acts and performance. Take pity on me!” her father scolded her.
Tracy opened her eyes slowly, and noticed that the scary and strange things she had woken up to find tied around her legs were all gone.
“Could I have been dreaming? But I saw those things!” She was saying to herself and looking all around her, when her father stormed out of the room in ãnger.
She got out of her room and went about her morning chores that morning, sweeping, cleaning and cooking, as she always did.
Sometime before she dropped the large cooking pot she used to make breakfast, her phone began to buzz, as Bruce’s call came in.
Tracy was already used to living like a normal girl in the day time, and having to face the demôn that tôrmented her every night, but she was definitely tired of trying to imagine that she could live a normal life.
She ignored the call, hoping that after the second ring, Bruce will stop calling, but he continued to call her, forgetting the etiquette that necessitates one to refrain from calling again immediately, when the called party doesn’t take the call after the second ring.
“Bruce, please don’t call me again. I know that you’re trying to prove that you’re different, and that you will stand by me, but please, for the sake of whatever you said you feel for me, forget about me” she told Bruce, as soon as the call connected.
“Can you hear yourself Tracy? How did that sound in your ears? I know you didn’t allow your heart and you brain to have a connection, before you spoke.
“But now that the vocal cords allowed the sounds out, and you said what you have just said, did you by chance hear what you have just said” Bruce asked her, his voice shaking with ãnger.
“You won’t understand Bruce, I am not good enough for you. You’re just too kind and honest to be fated to be with someone like me.
“Please move in Bruce. I don’t want to be the reason you’re dragged into something even I, am yet to understand” Tracy said crying.
“Okay Tracy. If that’s the way you want it, then I have to hang up now” he told her, and hung up, even before she had a chance to bid him farewell.
Tracy dropped her phone besides herself as she slipped down the wall slowly, until she was sitting on the floor.
“I had to do it Bruce. I had to do the right thing, because even thought it hurts me so bãdly, I know that I would be in your way, if I stayed” Tracy cried, thinking of how her life would have been, if she had been able to marry Bruce, the one guy the maidens of her community have been flocking around, fīghting to get him to notice them.
She remained on the floor crying, as she thought of the promises of love untold, and a future so blissfully promising,and how for the sake of the spirit that chose her, and her alone for the tôrments, she was going to lose out.
Chief Scot got tired of staying at home that day, because unlike before, when she usually woke up to a healthy and normal girl, she had woken up with extra acts that day.
And he, who was yet to recover from the pains and shames of the previous day’s saga didn’t have the strength to face the extra drama she woke up with that day.
So, he got up, picked his walking stick, and left the house.
Elsewhere, Tracy’s mother was arguing with Ozonge chief priest. She looked very àngry, and talked with the chief priest like someone who was talking with an acquaintance, and not like one would talk to someone supposedly of higher and revered spiritual standing.
“I don’t want to hear it chief priest! I have already made so much sacrifices to ensure that this troubles end.
“Why isn’t she bound already? You told me you were going to ensure that she never got a chance to make a move on my daughter again, and that made me confidently allow the suitor to plan for an elaborate wedding ceremony.
“Only for us to face the enormous shame that came with this failed marriage again.
“Throw the cowries, blow the chalks and chant the incantations. There has to be something else to do.
“I can’t allow my daughter pass the night with you in this shrine when I know what you’re capable of” Tracy’s mother said, shaking her legs furiously in her seated position.
The chief Priest picked up his cowries and began to make the incantations, just as he had been requested to do.
“There’s no way around it Stephanie, the girl has to come here. Only then will I be able to find Uloma when she makes a move on Tracy again, and be able to chain her permanently” the chief priest said.
Stephanie looked at the chief priest for a while, and when she thought of how her daughter could be free, then she agreed to bring her daughter to the shrine, for the specified amount of time the chief priest had prescribed
TO Be Continued
