REZORBLADE IN THE BIBLE
CHAPTER THREE
I was tired of Their evil treatment and I couldn’t condone with any. I knew well how to deal with them. My life had taken a different turn and I felt like I had no pity for anyone again and so I decided I was going to pay them back in Their own coins. I was a very impatient person at that age and God’s Vengeance will take long before arriving.
I knew how Their minds worked and how selfish they were. I got this planet juice for 500frs and prepared rice and stew with the money I had worked from a chantiers work. I dropped in Poison in the juice bottle and the pot of soap too after consuming my ow share when they arrived, I decided I will step out and leave them to do whatever thing they were doing. I went out and after fifteen minutes when I was sure they had consumed everything and had now passed out. I went in and just like I had expected, they were gone forever. Then carried the bag of money and left. It was already 9:30pm it made things easier for me. I went to a nearby bush dug a big deep hole and placed the money inside. I took out some and used to survive for a while.
I had met Scarlett one evening and we had become good friends. He had actually witness what Lanks and Roy did to me and advice me to run away. That’s why I had to run away but my urge to kill them was a desire I never understood where it came from.
Scarlett and I became friends but I never told him much about myself. In fact he knew nothing about me except for the fact that Roy and Lanks had been bad towards me.
Scarlett was older than me for six years. He was twenty three years old and I was Eighteen years old.
Yeah I was Eighteen years old when I committed my first ever crime which was murder. Scar as they fondly called him, was in one of the most dangerous arm rubbers cult in the hood. He sometimes come home with blood stains in his hands and a bloody knife in his pocket. Unlike Roy and Lanks, he was not into men. He lived a wayward life and brought many women home. In his apartment which we were sharing, there were two rooms so he gave me one and occupied the other. He was not that rich but the money he got from rubbing and maybe killing people, made him maintained the apartment.
Months had passed I laid low and lived only on the little money I worked in the streets. I had intentionally forgotten about the money I buried because I was afraid of being caught or someone discovering it and taking it away.
Scar was now fade up with my slow ways of making money and so he begged that I joined his gang so as to make things a little bit easier for him with the rent and our food. At first I refused but I eventually agreed to join his gang.
“ James see eh nobi say I want complain eh, but things them hard boi.” He said in pidgin English ( James. It is not that I am complaining but things are really hard “
“ I no Understand Grang”( I don’t understand )
“Money don Bole. As you see me so even shi shi no de me. Rent di expire seef na next month boi and as you see me so I no get nothing for ma skin”( Money is finished. I have nothing on me. Rent is expiring next month)
“ I understand Grang. I go try my best for chantier today if I fit run Seb na fap shi I go bringam”( I understand now. I will try my best to hustle and bring even five thousand)
“ Péri!” He said while laughing. “I de talk so you check say I de play na play ?” ( you must think this is a joke na ?)
“ you know Pa Ngwa?. That man no de joke with money. Once that repe cam for e money and e no de not even God fit Change e mind.” ( Do you know who Pa Ngwa is? Once that man comes for his money, not even God will change his mind
“ I dan Beg you tire make
you join me for this ma transactions them. We go get shi shi na na so.” ( I have been asking you to join me so that we can make big money within few days.)
Scar spoke until I accepted to join him
The evening he was going to introduce me to his gang, I thought that was it but it was worst more than that. It involved fetish activities which I really didn’t like, not because I was holy or anything but I just didn’t believe in fetish things. Life had thought me that if you do not fight to keep yourself alive, you will die doing nothing. There were no spirits protecting you from bullets or wicked people like Roy and Lanks.
I allowed this people do what they wished and welcome me to the brotherhood. There was something I noticed which got me having mixed feelings about the cult. I noticed this particular Boy and I suddenly had a sort of DéjaVu feeling about him. I couldn’t even remember because I have met so many people on the street and I thought it was probably one of them. I let the feeling go until one day I was seating on our veranda when I him again with Scar then I suddenly remembered
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