BLEEDING SACRIFICE
CHAPTER TEN
Things were gradually turning out for the better for Elonga. She was so happy and excited that she couldn’t even foresee the calamity about to befall her. A friend she held close to her heart went against her and betrayed her. This girl collaborated with Elonga’s former boss, implanted drugs in her bag, and accused her of being a drug dealer. With this new report, Elonga was taken and imprisoned for six months.
When she was released, she had grown pale and skinny. She called a new friend whom she had met in jail, Melody. Melody had been charged with attempted murder and had been sentenced to five years in prison. Before Elonga met her, she had just two months left to serve. She had promised to help Elonga once they gained their freedom. So, she was the first person Elonga thought of immediately after she was released.
Melody came and took Elonga to where she stayed. It didn’t take long for the people who framed her to trace her. She was kidnapped and sent back to the same brothel where she had found herself. This time around, she planned to beat them at their own game.
The day before she was kidnapped, she was alone at home. She had been sleeping peacefully when she felt a handkerchief forcefully pressed against her mouth and nostrils. She passed out and only realized she had been brought back to her prison room. She became even more frustrated, but deep down, she saw this as an opportunity to get her revenge on these people. She promised herself this would be her last.
She was able to steal his phone. Fortunately for her, the man didn’t realize it. It was this same phone that she used to record and sell these people to the authorities. As a result, her selfish boss was taken to court and fined. She was charged and asked to pay millions.
That’s how Elonga gained her freedom and came back home.
I know many people will be wondering who Cynthia is for her to entrust her child to rather than her siblings. Cynthia is Elonga’s best friend since childhood. She had always been there for her since Elonga’s parents died. Not only was she a friend to Elonga but also a cousin to Hellen’s father. Elonga believed that if Hellen stayed close to Cynthia, it would be easy for her father to trace her when he comes back or tries to reach out.
After a long journey, Hellen finally arrived at her destination. She went to Mathieu’s house and dropped the letters meant for both Mathieu and Nora before tracing her way to Cynthia’s house address.
Mathieu did try to convince her to stay, but she refused. She lied that she had won a scholarship to study somewhere in town and that they were providing everything for her there.
Mathieu understood that Hellen despised them. He later confronted his uncle, who confessed to having used the money he sent for Elonga and her child for his wife’s medication. That’s how he got to understand why Elonga blamed and hated him and Nora.
He took his letter and read it in silence. His expression became tearful, tears rolling down his cheeks. At the same time, his wife walked in.
“What happened?” she asked, surprised.
“It’s a letter from my sister. She wrote a letter to me on her sick bed.”
“Why are you crying, sweetie? What did she say that’s making you cry?” she asked curiously, looking at him.
“My sister suffered her entire life, and she never told us nor complained about anything. Do you know I have never appreciated my sister for everything she did for us?” His wife, calm and quiet, became speechless.
“You mean…”
“Yes!!! I feel so terrible. Do you know the worst part? It’s only today that I found out my sister became a prostitute, paid our fees with the same money, and in the end, she died because of this. But not once did I ever sit down to ask her what she did, how she was faring.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Darling. I’m sure there’s…”
“There’s no logical explanation for this, no logical excuse. Back then, in my university days, there was never a day I called my sister and asked for something, and she didn’t provide. I never bothered asking how…” He burst out crying.
“She has always been my mom from day one, but I didn’t…”
“Babe, don’t beat yourself up too much, okay? I’m sure you were just naïve.”
“Do you know she hid the fact from us that she was HIV positive? I feel like we killed our sister. That’s why her daughter will probably never forgive us.”
“How do you know that?”
“Well, she brought this to me, and when I proposed she stays, she lied to my face and walked out.”
“How are you sure she was lying? She could…”
“I did my research on the name she gave me and found out the scholarship program she said she was accepted into was all a lie; nothing like that existed.”
As they talked, Nora walked in, crying and whirling.
TO BE CONTINUED
