THE PATH - Episode 5

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Margret jumped out of the shower and jumped into a pair of jeans. She wore a flowery dress, picked up her purse and made sure her phone was in her purse before she began to climb downstairs. As she descended the stairs of her apartment building, she felt her heart beating fast. Her hands shook. She was not sure this was the right thing to do. Come on Maggy, you don’t even love this guy; a thought flitted through her mind. You are on a rebound Margret. You don’t have to do this, her mind continued to admonish her. She turned back, walked back to her apartment, sat on the couch in the living room and began to sob. God why me? She asked as she sobbed uncontrollably. Then there was a knock on her door. She quickly wiped tears off her eyes and answered the door. Her sister Mary was by the door. “Mary, I did not know you were coming over,” she said. Surprise was written all over her face. “I wanted to surprise you,” Mary answered. “Come in.” “There is someone here to see you. You can come up now!” Mary shouted, referring to the mystery guest. Margret could not believe her eyes. James ran up the stairs. Margret’s knees became week and her breathe became short. She dropped to the ground and fainted out of sheer excitement. “Maggy!” James shouted. Mary ran to the kitchen and returned with a bowl of water. She threw the water on her and she came around. She was disoriented when she came around. She looked at them for a moment.

“It is me Maggy. I am here for you now my love,” James said. “James you have seen how much my sister loves you. Please don’t break her heart,” said Mary. “I won’t. I flew all that way to come home because I love her. I love you my Maggy.” “Is this really you?” She asked. She placed her hand on his face. Slowly, she ran her fingers across his face and head. “You are still handsome as the first day I saw you,” Margret said. “And you are more beautiful than the first time I set my eyes on you,” James answered with a smile. He lifted her up and placed her on the couch. She clung onto him like a child clinging to her mother. “I didn’t think you were coming home. When did you arrive in Nairobi?” “I got here yesterday. I got in touch with Mary, to spring a surprise on you.” “Terrible boy,” she said smacking him gently on the back. “And you led me to believe you could not make it.” “It was supposed to be a surprise,” James protested. “I have to leave you two to catch up,” Mary said as she left. “Mary…Thanks,” Margret said as Mary walked toward the door. “I did not do anything. I am really pleased to see you happy. That means a lot to me,” Mary replied.

As soon as Mary left, James got up and locked the door and they both kissed as though they had never kissed before. “I missed you so much!” James said. “You have no idea how much I missed you. Stop talking, just kiss me,” Margret said. They clung to each other for a better part of an hour before letting go. “So, tell me are you returning to the US?” Margret asked. “Yes. I have to go and finish my program, but I will return back to Nairobi immediately upon completion of my program.” “Is that going to take another six to seven years?” “No. I should be done in less than a year.” “You had better finish in less than a year because next time, I won’t be fainting. I’d probably be dead,” Margret teased. “I won’t take long honey. I love you far too much to put you through that.” Then there was a knock on the door. When Margret opened the door, Elim was standing in front of him. “Hi Elim, I am sorry I could not make it. This is a bad time.” “I just wanted to know if you were alright,” Elim replied. “I am very fine, thanks.” “So, can we meet up sometime soon?” “I am afraid that won’t be happening,” James said. He got up and walked towards the door. “And you are?” Elim asked. “I am James Kabira, Margret’s boyfriend.”

“I see. I am Elim Ndiku, a friend of Margret’s.” “I have heard all about you. I understand that you care about Margret. If I were in your shoes, I’d fall for her too. She is beautiful, smart and wonderful. However, she and I have come a long away.” “I see. I will be leaving then,” Elim said. “Nice meeting you,” James said. Sullenly, Elim climb down the stairs. “Nothing happened between us,” Margret said. “Do you expect me to believe that?” James asked. “I swear honey, nothing happened between us. He has been asking me out for more than two years honey. Nothing really happened. You have to believe me,” Margret explained desperately. With a smile on his face James said, “I was only joking sweetheart. Mary told me all about Elim. I am so proud of you…And I trust you completely.” “You do?” “Yes, I do completely my sweetheart.” “Thanks. That means a lot to me.”

The next day they visited Margret’s parents. After dinner they all sat in the living room and chatted. James rose to his feet and walked across the room to Margret. On reaching where she was seated, he dropped to his knees. His right hand emerged from his pocket with a ring. “I spoke to your parents and they gave me the permission to ask for your hand in marriage Maggy. Nothing would make me happier than being married to you. Please, will you marry me?” He said. Margret had a hand over her mouth. She could not believe this was finally happening. “Yes James, I will gladly marry you,” she answered as she offered him her finger. He slid the ring onto her finger as her parents and siblings looked on. “Congratulations!” They echoed. “So you all knew about it?” Margret asked. “We were not supposed to tell you,” her father answered. “The ring is beautiful,” said Rita, Margret’s youngest sister. “Yes, it is,” her mother added.

After two weeks, James was back in the US. Margret cried herself to sleep the night he travelled back. James counted each day as he looked forward to completing his studies and returning to Nairobi. His trip home reminded him how much he loved the city. More so, he wanted to be with Margret. They planned on wedding shortly after he returned home. One evening, Margret was walking to her car after work and all of a sudden, she was surrounded my three men. One of them pulled out a gun and ordered her to follow them to their car. She was shaking with fear at the sight of a gun. Quivering feverishly, she walked to a Toyota Sienna that was packed a short distance from her car. They shoved her in and sped off. Soon, she was blindfolded. Her heart hammered repeatedly against her ribs. Soon, the car stopped and a hand yanked her off her seat and shoved her into a building. They left her blindfolded in the room. They had taken her purse from her. Her hands were tied to her back. Paralyzing fear swept through her.

“What have I done to you? Please let me out of here,” she managed to yell. No one answered her. She tried to free her hands but to no avail. Then she heard a creaking sound. Someone had opened the door to the room where she was kept. “Whoever you are please let me go. I have done nothing to deserve this. Please let me go!” She pleaded to whoever it was. “You have done nothing wrong like humiliate another person in front of your boyfriend…You never really stood anyone up, right?” It was Elim’s voice. “Elim! Is that you? I never meant to embarrass you. Besides, James was courteous. I never meant to stand you up. I can explain that.” “Explain what? Have you any idea how long I have been after you? How many girls I have ditched just for your sake? You promised me you were coming over that evening, only to sit at home with your boyfriend. Were you trying to make fun of me or something?” “Please Elim, I really meant to come but…I…I realized it was not the right thing to do. I was going to call you but you see…James had just arrived from the US and he and I had not seen each other in years.” “I don’t care if he was returning from America or Europe. As far as I am concerned, you made a fool of me and no one makes a fool of me Margret.”

“I am very sorry Elim. You are a good guy. I don’t believe you’d harm anyone. Please remove this blindfold,” she pleaded with him. “Why would I want to do that Margret? I have loved you with all my heart only for you to toss me aside like a piece of garbage.” “You don’t hurt the people you love Elim. Remove this blindfold, look me in the eye and tell me you want to hurt me.” “Yes I will!” He shouted. He yanked the blindfold off her eyes. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at him pleadingly. “You don’t have to do this. I know this is not who you are Elim. What are you going to gain from hurting me?” “The same satisfaction you gained from humiliating me!” He shouted. “I did not humiliate you Elim. I told you I had a boyfriend. If it weren’t for him, I’d be with you now. If I were your girlfriend, would you want me to be with another guy?” He said nothing in reply. “I have known James a long time, and I was doing my best to stay faithful to him. It was a coincidence that you ran into him at my place. I wanted to come see you that night, but I had to stop myself. It was not the right thing for me to do. Please forgive me.” Elim stared at her in anger. Her eyes begged for freedom as tears continued to journey down her face.   STORY CONTINUES..
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