Cacophonous Melody Episode 36
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Tracy was petrified to see how far her husband had gone in his reaction to the prophet’s attempt to ràpe her.
She could understand how he felt, but also knew that he was going a little over board with the actions he had taken
“Listen honey, I agree that you were provoked so bãdly, I mean, who wouldn’t be màd to see a supposed man of God, attempting to rapè his wife, after craftily sending him away?
“But my love, you have really done enough already. You should let him go” Tracy spoke to her husband respectfully and calmly.
“No ways sweetheart! I am only beginning with him! Do you know what would have happened if I had actually left in blînd obedience to his instructions?
“Do you know what more damage he could have done, to add to all you have been going through?
“Don’t tell me about doing too much baby. What I have done to him is only a quarter of what he deserves for ripping me of my hard earned money, and still schemed to lay his cûrsed hands on the wife of my youth.
“Dãmn! I feel like squashing his sac, until I hear his tèsticles make a sound that will assure me that he’ll have no use of that stuff in-between his legs that controls everything he does!” Bruce said, his body shaking with ràge as he spoke.
Tracy could see that he was really àngry, and knew that she needed to apply caution, to ensure that it didn’t cause them an issue.
“Ah ah honey. Calm down, will you? We are lucky after all that he didn’t succeed in his êvïl venture.
“Why don’t you let him go, so he can get medical attention? He has been groàning in pains since morning” Tracy said.
“And the people he successfully abused? Baby have you thought about the number of people’s wives that idiòt has successfully got in his snare and got away with?” he asked his wife.
“I do not know how many people he had successfully had his way with, but I do know that what you’re doing now, won’t change what has happened in the past” Tracy argued.
“Oh yeah, that I know! But what about changing what he could be able to do in the future to other unsuspecting vîctims?
“My plan is simple. I’ll let him stay with us here for a few days, and ensure that he eats enough to keep him alive, then I’ll make him take analgesic and antipyretic to keep him from troubling me with the groans
“When I’m sure he wont be able to reverse the effect of what I have done to him again, I’ll send him away.
“So dear wife, no matter how pitiful he wants to appear, I won’t leave him, until I am sure he won’t be able to take advantage of anyone ever again” Bruce said matter-of-factly.
Tracy blew out air exhaustedly from her mouth. She was looking at the ceiling, with her hands on her waist, and was thinking of what to say again.
“Okay honey, what will you say, if I tell you I won’t feel okay enough to eat in this house, until that êvïl man is out of this house?” Tracy asked her husband.
“Then I’ll bundle him into the car, and take him to his house, where I will tie him to a seat, before I abandon him to his fate” Bruce said, playing her game with her.
“Okay fine. I’m going to have to come out straight. Please let him go now, not because he deserves mercy, but because I deserve the peace I can only have when I know your over reaction won’t put you in trouble with the law
“You should let him go, to let me be able to think about the Uloma’s problem, and not have to add an extra issue of concern” Tracy told her husband, looking at him defiantly
Bruce was beaten. He could see that Tracy was truly worried, and could tell that no matter what he said, she wasn’t going to drop the topic, until he did what she wanted.
He considered his wife’s points, and walked into the room he kept the prophet.
The man began to shiver when he saw Bruce with a knîfe. He feared that Bruce was going to kïll him, and began to screám.
Bruce kicked his jaw àngrily, asking him to shut his mouth.
The prophet didn’t wish to be quiet, but the pain in his jaw didn’t give him the luxury of choices.
He kept quiet, and was shaking terribly, when Bruce approached him with her knife, and cut the rope holding his legs together.
“You have ten seconds to get out of my house. If I can smell you in eleven seconds’ time, I’ll slash that cûrsed thing between your legs” Bruce said, looking at the man with so much contempt
The prophet made it past the entrance door in record time, and was panting for air, while he grabbed his now purplish and hurting phàllus as he ran for his safety.
And so, the prophet ran straight to a hospital, to get his phàllus looked at.
Unfortunately, for some odd reason, the damage was already said to be highly likely to be permanent, even though he hadn’t stayed for so long without medical attention.
He returned to his church, thinking of how to leave the country in search of help for himself, and to stay away from where Bruce’s hands can reach him.
While the prophet was facing a situation of eighty percent chances of complete damage to his external reproductive organ, Drake was standing face to face with a ninety percent chances of never getting things back with the woman he had always dreamt of marrying, all thanks to his infatuation for Samantha.
Patricia had regained consciousness after a short while, but in that short period of time, Drake had been able to send her out of Samantha’s presence.
It was already so late in the night, so he couldn’t send her out of the house, plus he didn’t even see himself sending her out of the house, when a part of him was telling him that he loved her.
He lifted Patrica off the floor, and sent her to his bedroom, after ensuring that Samantha wasn’t upset with him.
“I’ll be right back. You know that I don’t just want issues with this wedding that is already so close, if not, you know that I love you too much for comfort. Please wait for me, I’ll be right with you shortly” he assured Samantha, and then he was striding out of the guest room with Patricia in his arms.
He got a really sound slap when he tried to apologize to Patricia after she regained consciousness and found out that he had locked them both in his bedroom.
“It is the dèvil’s work my love. I am really sorry. I promise never to do this again” Drake fumbled.
He stepped back quickly, after he got hit, looked at the hand he had just brought down from the side of the face that had been hit.
“Did you just hit me Patricia? Did you truly just hit me because I strayed into the arms of a woman, who was willing to be a woman to me since you have beenore like a man t me?
“Fine, I messed up, but didn’t you cause everything yourself? If you hadn’t been so judgmental would I have been afraid of what you’d do if you found her in my house the first day I fell into her pool of seductiôn of her impeccable body?
“You’re looking at me in astonishment? Oh cut the crap Patricia. That girl is just too endowed and if you had been a woman to me, I’m sure I wouldn’t have noticed how attractive she is” Drake bellowed, shocking the living light out of Patricia.
“Drake, I catch you in bed with that whoré…” she was saying, but Drake was screàming at her.
“Don’t Patricia, don’t you dare call her names just because you’re not as gifted as she is. You may have been lucky enough to get a man ready to marry you, but that doesn’t make you any better than her
“The fact that she chooses to be real doesn’t make her any lesser than you. For all I know, you may be giving it daily to someone else, while you make me assume that you’re so reserved, and keep me living in illusion!
“We have our wedding coming up in a few days time, and that is the more reason we must both put this episode behind us, and think of the way forward because we both allowed this happen
“I apologized to you because I let you catch me with her, but you must remember that you were the one looking for what wasn’t looking for you.
“It is a common adage that even though a woman’s vagîna appears all fleshy ,it looks like it doesn’t have a bone, when you keep pushing it, you will surely meet bones.
“You have been speaking and wishing to catch me with a woman, and now you have got just what you have always wanted.
“My head is aching already, and I need to sleep. I have a meeting with the wedding planner very early tomorrow morning” Drake said with so much insensitivity.
“And you’re planning to wed who exactly? You must be a clown to imagine that after this night, you will ever see me again” Patricia said and turned to sleep.
She woke up the next morning to a really terrible headache and was about to leave the house, when she heard Drake speaking with Samantha in the guest room.
“I know I don’t need Drake for anything again, but that harlôt needs to be told certain things” she told herself and walked into the guest room.
She began to speak to Samantha in a way that she thought Samantha deserved.
One thing led to another, and they were fīghting in the guest room.
Samantha tripped and fell, giving Patricia an upper hand in the fight, but something unexpected happened right then.
TO Be Continued
