LIGHTHOUSE - Episode 13

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Nigeria's leading fictional story blog - cancelled the marriage, under a spell, still loves me, pregnant, imperfection and brokenness, kidnap, Honda Hala, chloroform, Tissue paper, paper, Gun-wielding, Gun, Tissue.

“I am really sorry, Ify,” said Emeka. “I don’t need your apology, Emeka.” “I…I did not know what I was doing. You have to listen to me.” ‘I just want to help fix your nose. You can leave afterwards, please forget me. After all, you are married now.” “No, I am not. I canceled the marriage. I want you, Ify.” “Stop it!!! Don’t mess with my mind; my life.” “I am not trying to. I sincerely need you. I cancelled the marriage. I would marry you now, if you would say yes to me. I was…I was under a spell. Chidera put a spell on me. I did not know what I was doing. Please forgive me. God liberated me from the spell, so I cancelled the marriage. I want you. I have no idea what happened all these months. You have to listen to me. Please, look me in the eye. You know love you.”

Ifunanya looked away. Memories of her time with Emeka came flooding back. “I don’t want to think about what you put me through, Emeka. Please go now.” “I am willing to camp outside here until you say yes to me.” “Umunna is my boyfriend, Emeka…sort of. He has been there for me through thick and thin. I need you to know that. Please, you can leave.” “But I did not know what I was doing. Can’t you see that?” “How am I supposed to believe you?” “Ask around. The news is all over Enugu. Chidera cast a spell on me.” “And you think I will jump back into your arms…just like that?” “I am not asking you to jump into my arms, Ify. I am only asking you to hear me out.” “I have heard you, but I am not convinced by your story.” “What was I supposed to do? I was under a spell. How was I to know what I was doing? How is that my fault?”

Emeka stared her straight in the eye, his eye begging her to understand with him. “Please, I did not know what I was doing, honey!” “Don’t call me that. I can’t treat Umunna the way you treated me.” “I am not asking you leave him straight away…” “So what are you asking me to do? Cheat on him? Like you did to me with Chidera?” “I was under a spell,” Emeka lied. “I am afraid; I can’t date two of you at the same time.” “Please search your heart. Are you telling me that you have no feelings whatsoever for me?” He angled his neck and looked at her with a dose of emotion in his eyes.

“Emeka, I do love Umunna. He is different. You loved me when I was clean, beautiful, attractive and endearing in every sense.” “You still are, my dear.” “Let me finish. When you left me and began to date my best friend, I went nuts. I slept with every tom dick and harry. It was bad…very bad. I don’t want to relive all that now, but the important thing is, Umunna still loved me through all that. He still loves me.” “And so do I.” “It is easy for you to say because you did not watch me like he did sleep around with all sorts of men. You did not see me smoke and drink myself to stupor and beg men to take me home and treat me like a whore. No, you would not take that, Emeka. He did.” “I am willing to take anything for you!” “I am pregnant, Emeka. How does that sound to you?”

An ominous silence hung in the air. “You are pregnant now?” “Yes.” “How long?” “Some weeks.” He stared at her abdomen, searching for anything to show that she was actually pregnant. “Are you trying to scare me away?” “Would that scare you away?” she asked staring intently at him. “Well, if you are pregnant for Umunna…” “No, I am not pregnant for him. As a matter of fact, I don’t know who the father of my child is…I conceived while sleeping around. I took in after you left me the way you did.” A look of disappointment crawled across his face. “You don’t know who the father is?” “Yes, I don’t…not at all.” “And Umunna still…” “Yes, he still wants me. He loves me, which is the reason he is here today. Would you do that?” He said nothing.

“I can see that look on your face, Emeka. That is all I need to know. He is different…unique. He has shown me what love truly is. He loves me in my brokenness and imperfection. I don’t think I will become perfect tomorrow. I need someone who will accept my faults and deficiencies without judging me, because I have a lot of them. I think you should go now. I am glad we talked. Now I know for sure who truly loves me and whom I love. I won’t be heading into the future wondering if I did the right thing. I know I am on the right path. Umunna is an angel in human clothing. Have a nice trip back to Enugu.”

She picked up the bucket and stepped back. Emeka dragged himself up from the pavement where he had been sitting. He stared at her one more time. “I am sorry for everything,” he said. “Apology accepted. I am glad all that happened…hard as they were. I have come to know that love is not what we feel and receive when everything is going to plan. It is what we hewn out of the rock of hard times, imperfection and brokenness. I…I have gained an immense perspective from our discussion. I wish you all the best.” “And you too.” He walked towards his car holding a piece of tissue up his bruised nose. He got in the car, started the engine and slowly rolled up the street. Ifunanya watched him. It felt as though a huge burden had been lifted off her shoulders. Tears of relief streamed down her face.

“Are you thinking what I am thinking?” Agusi asked Uduma. “What?” “Let’s kidnap her now.” “What?” Uduma asked in shock. “Yes. Drive the car towards her…slowly. I will jump out with a gun and order her into the car.” “We will get killed!!!” Uduma protested. “There is no police here, idiot. I have chloroform in the pigeon hole. We can use it to send her to sleep while we drive quickly back to Enugu.” “What if the police stop us on our way back?”  “They won’t…not if you give them one hundred naira when they stop us.” “Are you serious, Agusi?” “Yes, I am. Her father is rich. Look at that mansion they live in. We will never get in there to kill her. We can make this look like a kidnap and no one will ever suspect. We’ll take money from her father…a lot of money and then some more from the girl. She will understand. Kidnapping will take the suspicion away from our client, Idiot. Go! Go! Go!”

Ifunanya watched Emeka drive slowly away. This was truly an end to a chapter in her life. Tears clouded her vision momentarily. She raised her hand and wiped it as an old looking Honda Hala rolled towards her. Out of the blues, a gun-wielding man jumped out of the car pointing the gun at her.  The Honda Hala looked like it had been rolling in mud. It was really old. The engine shunted angrily with a young man behind the wheels, while another ushered her into the car at gunpoint. “Please, don’t shoot me,” she cried. “Get in or you are dead,” Agusi yelled. She jumped into the Honda Hala, overcome with fear.

“Please don’t kill me,” she begged. “Just be quiet if you don’t want to be hurt,” Agusi read out instructions to her. “Give me the bottle in the pigeon hole and the tissue beside it,” Agusi shouted. Driving, Uduma carefully picked up the items and passed them to Agusi. He poured some of the chloroform on a roll of tissue paper and proceeded to place the tissue paper over Ifunanya’s nose. “No!!!” She shouted raising her hand in defense. Trepidation was written all over her face. Agusi brushed her hand aside and smothered her nose with the tissue paper. She fought hard, but he was far too strong for her. Holding her hand while her hands fought hard, he pressed the chloroform-infused paper over her face. Soon, she began to see things that were not there. Sleep invaded her eyes with intense urgency. Her head tilted and she dropped backwards. Slumber took over her senses and body. “So, that thing works?” Uduma asked. “Of course it does. Drive fast, Mr. I want you to take her to your house. You live in the most secluded place in town. That way, we can camp out and do whatever we want without anyone finding out.” Agusi waded into Ifunanya’s jean pocket and dug out her phone. He switched it off, opened the back and removed the sim card. He knew that her sim card could be used to track her if it was active. Uduma sped back to Enugu as though they were pursued by possessed ghosts.

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Written by:
Victor Chinoo

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