[size=35][b][color =red]GRAND FINALE[/color][/b][/size]
When we were both dressed up, I walked out of her room with Frank and relaxed in their sitting room. I gawked at nothing in particular short of words
FRANK: dude, you worked analogous to a horse, i thought you are one of those rich dumb dudes on bed not knowing that you are a machine *He mused*
ME: really? I never thought as much *i smirked*
FRANK: you seemed bizarre now dude, *gave me an eerie glance* like, having some outlandish behaviour or.....something like that
ME: i think you are right, new experience
FRANK: yes, and..
He was about to complete his statement when Tracy cleared her throat as she walked into the sitting room in a black diminutive skirt with spaghetti top
TRACY: *sat down* we need to talk Ben *she muted seriously*
ME: *smiled* that is why i am here
TRACY: but you did not update me that you guys will be coming
ME: more unanticipated surprise like it turned out? *i smirked while she twisted her face away and Frank laughed to her earshot* you know, you are so syrupy, taut and very receptive disparate of virgins *i supplemented*
TRACY: i am sorry Ben. I lied to you. I was never a virgin before i met you *she turned back to gawk at me piteously*
ME: really? *i laughed while Frank sniggered*
TRACY: i am sorry Ben. I am very mortified it hunched out like this today
ME: nothing to be apologetic about or feel humiliated of, what transpired today was just a gaffe and happenstance. On a normal day, i wouldn’t have touched your cookie because i might end up with some.....contagions, you know?
I didn’t discern how those words came out of my mouth but i found myself laughing rather than regret it. Frank was busy silently filling his ear without contributing
TRACY: *stood up with rampant resentment* what are you saying Ben? *she screeched* you don’t have anything for me again to the extent that you can call me a slut? *she boomed which prompted more mirth from us* regardless of the love that we pooled Ben, you let it die just like that because of a solitary clanger i couldn’t trounce? Is this what love is all about?
She strived to control her tears but couldn’t as it fell liberally down her eyes. On a normal day, i would have had some ting of regret or pity for her but i was rather laughing frenziedly without compunction or scruples.
FRANK: did you just called yourself a slut? *he asked with raised brow* Remember that the dude never mentioned that because i would have given him some deafening slap if he would have used only that. I slutty whore is different from ordinary whore you know? *he grinned devilishly*
TRACY: what? *she bellowed clutching her chest*
ME: tranquil babe, we are here to talk, aren’t we? *i asked amidst laughter*
TRACY: you watched as your friend here called me names?
ME: my friend? I think it is the right time you began to call him your banger because he just banged your bungled kinky kitty *i enlightened her*
We busted into laughter while she sat on the rug crying herself out but who cared?
FRANK: man, i am never going to insert my dick into that public toilet again
TRACY: both of you should just get out of my house *she roared like a wounded lion*
ME: huh! Your house? I think you have to wake up from your irrational slumber because this is your father’s house and not yours
TRACY: what belongs to my father belongs to me; i am his daughter *she hollered*
ME: and you think that your father is happy having a slut as a daughter? *i grinned*
FRANK: let abscond from here dude, she will find you whenever she wants to talk
TRACY: i will never talk to you again *she sniffed*
ME: *laughed* you will never talk to me again but you will always open your legs for us to fill your hole
TRACY: why are you doing this Ben? *she asked with focusing her gaze on me* we were friends, lovers and i loved you
ME: but you broke up with me, didn’t you?
TRACY: i am sorry, that was the only option i had
ME: calling me a maga was the only option you had?
TRACY: i am sorry *she muted*
ME: well, why did you do that? My uncle forced you?
TRACY: i know that you censure your uncle but i don’t think you have to do that. You only have to blame me. I have been hiding this from you but i think i have to let you know now; i want to change. You can do me anything. Your uncle loved you; i was the one that was blackmailing him
ME: what? *i shouted*
FRANK: man, there must be a miss up somewhere. Maybe this girl is working hand in hand with Timmy so that you can love him. He has the money to pay her any amount because all sluts care about is money and sex. They don’t care about their reputation
TRACY: stop it Frank. I esteem you a lot. Don’t force me to develop odium for you, you don’t know what i can do *she threatened*
ME: i think you don’t really want to change Tracy
TRACY: i am sorry; it really indignant me whenever someone does not believe me. I know that i lied to you but i will never lie to save anybody with my own reputation been thrown to the birds
ME: so, what are you not telling me?
TRACY: it is a long story Ben but i will try to tell you the most significant points
FRANK: look girl, i don’t care if you respect me or not. What i will not take from you is threatening me. You only know about yourself, you don’t know what i can do *he flared up*
TRACY: i promised myself not to involve in any quandary again and even though i will, i will not have a brawl with you because of Ben. I know everything about you Frank. Do you think that B-x will send his men to protect you if he finds out that you are dealing with me?
I was lost in whatever they were saying but i could discern amazement written on Franks face. I don’t know who B-x or whatsoever the name was and i don’t fucking cared to know
FRANK: where did you know B-x?
TRACY: *ignored his question* i will just ride him for one night and you are gone Frank *she laughed*
FRANK: *laughed* do you really know B-x?
TRACY: *mystified* where are you driving at?
FRANK: have you ever seen his phizog?
TRACY: what the hell are you talking about?
FRANK: i am B-x
I went dumb and deaf; i couldn’t believe that Frank was really B-x. From what i gathered from their conversation, i could fathom that B-x was a very powerful person and Tracy would have been fucking him before. That will equally mean that Frank have been sleeping with my own girlfriend. I wanted to crack his brain out but decided against it so that i could be able to gather enough information from their rants
Tracy frowned a little before busting into laughter
TRACY: and you want me to believe you?
FRANK: for your good
TRACY: dude pack well *she laughed*
FRANK: you want me to prove it to you?
TRACY: nothing to prove nigga
FRANK: well, the first time we met was at All Star Hotel located by the south east of the town. I was on a power bike when you passed winking at me at the process
He stopped to watch her reactions. She scowled with terror and i guessed Frank was right as he let out a satisfactory grin
FRANK: afterward, hooked up at Big Brothers {BB} international brothel where you were with other three friends of yours you failed to pioneer to me. Do you want to know more about our meetings? How we banged, orgies with my friends? Or how you were almost killed by seven men? Or...
TRACY: is okay, i............is okay. I believe now.... don’t go on.
It was quite confirmed to me that Frank was B-x and had been sharing my girlfriend with his groups of friends on my behalf while we were dating but yet, pretend to be a saint.
“What a friend”” i muted to myself
I stared at them in abhorrence; i lethally gawked my phizogs at Frank while he looked away. I was boiling at 199degree of rage. I closed my eyes as it scorched. I could presume that the colour of my eyes were dark red. I had to tranquil myself, and providentially, i did
ME: what do you have to tell me Tracy? *i asked calmly as i opened my eyes*
TRACY: the truth is this; *she started* i was the one blackmailing Timmy and not the other way round. I had some tapes, not only one but many tapes of his atrocious precedent; all videos. We were dating then; everything was moving well until he distorted unexpectedly and began to compel me to sleep with his friends. I was very devastated initially but later got used to it to the extent that i became addicted to joysticks. I craved for it and i got it by all means. But above all, i was naive, too naive to understand what it takes to live.
When i did get some knowledge about life, i tried every feasible way to get myself out of his web. I got a tape of his conversation with some drug tycoons from his briefcase which he failed to lock after using. I duplicated the tape. After then, i began to search for more tapes because having one means having more. I found many; how he killed a partner due to money crises between them after a big deal. I got many more. I guess he records everything he does with his partners because they might come back for him.
And then, i fell in love with you; i truly loved you but an addict will always remain an addict. I forced him to tell me everything about you which i used to my advantage. I knew that Evelyn was with you that specific day that Timmy bagged in on you people. He took the photo; i threatened to release his tapes if he did not get me money from your dad. He had no choice; he did as i commanded. He couldn’t do it but had to do it. He cried; i watched him cried with no remorse because he deserved everything.
I intended to set Anna and Evelyn up but had a second thought because you already hated me. Knowing that i did anything to them will spell doom for me because i don’t know what you can do; Timmy cannot even guess. You are so unreadable, unpredictable; like a saint. But after all, i discovered that you are the only one in my heart despite the fact that i tried to let go of you. I want to change Ben *crying* please forgive me
My head exploded. I was going to kill human being for the first time; two people to be specific. Yes, my mind was made up. No clemency. Both of them never had conscience and mine will not start today. I have to end this once and for all.
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[center]1.Was Frank truly B.X?
2. Will Tracy truly change as she promised?
3. What will Ben do at the last scene of the story?
4. How will Ben face Mr. Timmy after striving for his downfall for a very long time before discovering the truth?
5. What will be Ben’s fate afterward? [/center]
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