SHOCK
EPISODE 2
WRITTEN BY RUKEVWE MERRY
Daniella walked across the university campus, her eyes downcast. Her course mates would often tease her, calling her names like “deaf and dumb girl.” Some said she was pretty, but her silence made her a target for jokes.
One day, while Daniella was sitting alone, crying, a group of students laughed and pointed at her. Among them was Daniel, a final-year student with a charming smile. But unlike his friends, Daniel didn’t laugh. Instead, he told his friends, “I’ll go be her friend and protect her from those bullies.”
His friends mocked him, saying, “How can you be friends with a mute?” But Daniel refused to listen. His late parents had taught him to be kind and compassionate.
Daniel walked up to Daniella, who was still crying. “Hello, beautiful,” he said gently. “I saw how those people were treating you. I’m so sorry about that. My name is Daniel. What’s yours?”
Daniella wiped her tears and hesitated before writing her name on a piece of paper. Daniel smiled and said, “We’re namesakes! So, we can be friends.” Daniella nodded, and they started talking through notes and gestures.
As time passed, Daniel became Daniella’s protector and friend. He stood up to those who bullied her, and Daniella found solace in his kindness.
Six months went by, and their friendship grew stronger. One day, Daniel asked Daniella to be his girlfriend. At first, she refused, but a month later, she agreed.
One afternoon, Daniel invited Daniella to his off-campus apartment to cook for him. Daniella agreed, and when she arrived, Daniel was delighted.
As they engaged in conversation, Daniella’s curiosity got the better of her. She scribbled on a note, “How did you come to possess such a grand apartment? What’s your occupation?”
Daniel’s expression turned solemn as he replied in writing, “I don’t have a job, per se. My late parents left me their vast fortune. Before their untimely demise, they transferred all their assets to me. However, my two uncles are managing everything until I reach the age of 25.”
Daniella’s eyes widened in sympathy as she wrote, “I’m deeply sorry to hear that. I wasn’t born mute, by the way. I witnessed a traumatic event that rendered me speechless… I’ll share the details with you soon.”
Just then, Daniel’s phone rang, and he answered, becoming engrossed in the conversation for hours. Meanwhile, Daniella busied herself in the kitchen, preparing a sumptuous meal. When she finished, she brought the food to the table, where Daniel still chatted away.
Finally, he noticed the food and said, “Uncle, I’ll call you back.” He hung up and turned to Daniella, “Sorry about that.”
Daniella smiled warmly and began serving the food, her hands moving with a quiet grace. Meanwhile, Daniel excused himself and headed to the wardrobe, a hint of excitement in his step.
As Daniella waited for him to return, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. What was Daniel up to?
Daniel emerged from the wardrobe, a stunning dress draped over his arm. But as he pulled out the gift, a photo slipped out, falling to the floor. Daniel picked it up, his eyes locking onto the image.
“This is my parents,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion.
The moment Daniella saw the photo, her eyes widened in horror. Her mind flashed back to that fateful day, and she relived the trauma that had left her mute.
A blood-curdling scream tore through her body, her eyes bulging, and her mouth opening in a soundless cry. But then, a faint whisper escaped her lips: “They… they were murd..ered… before me…”
Daniel’s eyes widened in shock, his mind racing with questions. How was this possible? Daniella couldn’t speak.
“But… but how?” Daniel asked himself, stunned. “She can’t talk! She’s been mute since… since whatever happened to her!”
Daniella’s body shook, and her eyes rolled back, as if she was about to faint. The memories came flooding back – the blood, the gunshots, the screams. It was all too much.
Daniella’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the floor, her body limp. Daniel rushed to her side, catching her before she hit the ground.
“Daniella! Oh my god, Daniella!” Daniel exclaimed, his voice filled with concern.
As he held her unconscious form, Daniel’s mind reeled with questions. What had happened to her? What did she mean by “they were murd..ered before me”? And how was she able to speak?
THE STORY CONTINUE
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