Twaci:
Sorry dears, I have been very very VERY busy (and still is) and the light situation here ain't helping either.

I will try to do the best I can though.

As for #teamDikachi, sorry, it wasn't a dream

Good evening

you're good, sweetheart.

Laveda:


you're good, sweetheart.

Thanks love

elvido:
thanks 4 d update, no prbs twaci i cnt get angry @u no mata what.

veekid:
Mehn mehn mehn! !!!!!! This one strong no b small o. Na so person dey take die?; abeg someone should alert them dikachi friends now, they need to trace the death. Cassie needs to get back ASAP
Nice work Twaci; this one you're having issue with power supply in Your hood now; na wha o

chayoski:
Yea! Yea Twaci! It wasn't a dream! I'm awake now. Thanks for your effort cos this story I'm sure is entertaining more than you think. Let's see how things unfold but Heyyy I hope cassie is not outta this beautiful story Weldone!

Thanks a lot guys

Twaci:
Sorry dears, I have been very very VERY busy (and still is) and the light situation here ain't helping either.

I will try to do the best I can though.

As for #teamDikachi, sorry, it wasn't a dream

Good evening

choi! so dikachi is gone lyk dat..nice work twaci

Update .. I don't pity Oma at all. Seun himself is too kind 'cause she deserves hot whipping for thinking through her vag!na....




Twaci pm me yr address so i can send power banks for you so you can update more frequently

swann:
Update .. I don't pity Oma at all. Seun himself is too kind 'cause she deserves hot whipping for thinking through her vag!na....




Twaci pm me yr address so i can send power banks for you so you can update more frequently

Thanks

Twaci:

Thanks

your welcome

swann:
Update .. I don't pity Oma at all. Seun himself is too kind 'cause she deserves hot whipping for thinking through her vag!na....

Chai, why are you hurting me?

This Oma girl was married off by loving turn money hungry mother at a young age, after being raped by dear sex starved uncle. Introduced to the fast lane world by these libidinous fools called husband and friends. Obviously now, her meeting Dikachi in a natural way and him showing true love triggered the kind of affection she displayed (loving and being loved back, truly)

At only 17 years of age, she has been cheated by life in all ways possible. It was only with him that she felt natural. Trust me I'm against cheating but hey, the girl was literally forced to behave this way.

Twaaaaaaaaaccccciiii!!!!!!!!!! (I want to spoil your eardrum) why are you doing this to me though, what have I ever done to you? These ladies are ganging up on me

Thumbs up Twaci. A real job u r doing hia. More MB to your SIM.

following you, bumper to bumper! more ink to you pen.

Caught in the very act!!
trendiitee(f), 3KINGZ18, Samwell247(m), ayoshyne(m), sexyberry06(f)

blessedvisky:
Caught in the very act!! trendiitee(f), 3KINGZ18, Samwell247(m), ayoshyne(m), sexyberry06(f)

JUST SAW THE STORY.. CAPTIVATING... FOLLOWING...

nice one twaci luv

jagugu88li:
Chai, why are you hurting me?

This Oma girl was married off by loving turn money hungry mother at a young age, after being raped by dear sex starved uncle. Introduced to the fast lane world by these libidinous fools called husband and friends. Obviously now, her meeting Dikachi in a natural way and him showing true love triggered the kind of affection she displayed (loving and being loved back, truly)

At only 17 years of age, she has been cheated by life in all ways possible. It was only with him that she felt natural. Trust me I'm against cheating but hey, the girl was literally forced to behave this way.

Twaaaaaaaaaccccciiii!!!!!!!!!! (I want to spoil your eardrum) why are you doing this to me though, what have I ever done to you? These ladies are ganging up on me

Dikachi doesn't seem like the kind of person that would've be willing to let her go regardless of her 'marriage'(cux he stupidly walked into his doom at the sound of her crying)..so she should've thought of other ways to convince him. And if seun found out then, she would still be locked but dikachi would still be alive for her to run too.


Anyways lets see where her stupidity would lead her too.

twaci u n I have the same problem ooo




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NEPA dey use us play ten tehh

jagugu88li:
Chai, why are you hurting me?

This Oma girl was married off by loving turn money hungry mother at a young age, after being raped by dear sex starved uncle. Introduced to the fast lane world by these libidinous fools called husband and friends. Obviously now, her meeting Dikachi in a natural way and him showing true love triggered the kind of affection she displayed (loving and being loved back, truly)

At only 17 years of age, she has been cheated by life in all ways possible. It was only with him that she felt natural. Trust me I'm against cheating but hey, the girl was literally forced to behave this way.

Twaaaaaaaaaccccciiii!!!!!!!!!! (I want to spoil your eardrum) why are you doing this to me though, what have I ever done to you? These ladies are ganging up on me

its really sad!

I'm not sorry for that dikachi of a, he is just too dull. He would have enjoy the bae, as super momy or what not, but he was bust looking for real love.


Mtchweeee who that one don elp.

My own problem is that Dami of a person, she is her weakness and she will use it against her to get her freedom soon

I watched her as she mopped the room. I could no longer feel my fingers and toes and my joints hurt like hell. I tried to move them but they didn't respond, felt like they were paralyzed. I sighed and turned to look at Damilola. I had had time to think of the proposal she had offered the day before and though I didn't like it, I knew it was the only choice I had. That or wait till Seun would deem it fit to let me go. I looked at my blue hands, my body didn't have that enough time. I tried to move them again, nothing.

I looked up when I noticed she had stopped to stare at me. I tried to look unconcerned but couldn't, I was physically and emotionally worn out. She dropped the mop and walked closer to me. "Are you okay?"

"No." I said reluctantly

She sighed. "I really wish I could free you-"

"What is stopping you?" I asked though I knew the answer.

She looked at me in concern. "Oma, you. You are the person making things difficult for yourself."

I eyed her.

"It is simple really," she said and touched my hair. "Let's go back as we were and let all these go. Promise to forget all that has happened and I will help you. Take me back Oma, I miss you."

I tried hard to hold my anger back as I said, "And Seun? You think it will be that easy?"

She chuckled softly. "I know you hate Seun and can help you do away with him."

Did she mean?...

"It won't be hard." She continued. "Together, we will take him out and get his money. Then travel out to another country and start afresh. Together, forever."

My eyes widened. Damilola had lost it. And if she thought I would agree to it...
I frowned in thought. Here was the window I wanted, I could get my freedom and avenge Dikachi. I could let her take care of Seun and I would kill her. Simple as that. I didn't care for the consequences, damn them, I had no other reason to live and would gladly die in the process. I felt my life had ended already and I was just trapped in my body. I wanted to be free of it all and didn't mind who I dragged down with me.

I said weakly. "You-you could do that? For me?"

"For us." She corrected with a smile. "Anything to get you back."

"I didn't know..." My voice trailed off and I cleared my throat. I was exhausted, my body ached. I tried to move. "Could you please remove these cuffs? I can barely breathe with my body held up like this for this long."

She frowned. "I don't think-"

"Please Dami, if you feel anything for me. I am dying, can't feel my hands and legs anymore. I can't stay like this any longer. I am ready to work with you, to take you back. Just remove these cuffs."

With a nod she reached into her jeans but stopped. "And how can I be sure that you are just not trying to get your freedom and will kill me once I remove them?"

I smiled, that was a beautiful thought. "No Dami. I am tired, weak, there is no reason to fight anymore. Dikachi is gone and there's nothing I can do to bring him back. It is not your fault things went this way, it is my husband's, and I believe you will help me take him out. Or won't you?"

"I will." She said deep in thought.

"Dami I was forced into this marriage by a mother that didn't care me and how I had felt. She pushed me to a man far older than I am, a man I couldn't love, a man that whipped me like a slave while he raped me..." My voice cracked and I sighed to steady my emotions. "Dami you are the only person I felt something with, the only one that understood me-"

"And your boyfriend?" She asked skeptically.

"Cassie had told me it would be hard for the society to accept a lesbian love and I had no choice but move away from you and get a replacement."

Her eyes widened. "So all those times you drove me away-"

"I didn't mean them."

"Oh my Oma!" She whispered and came close to hold my face. "I knew it, I sensed it. I knew you felt what I had felt!"

I smiled, she had swallowed it all, hook, line and sinker. I wondered why I had been termed the naive one.

"That's why I said we should leave this country. Kill your husband and leave this goddamn society!"

I nodded. "Now that you understand me, could you uncuff me?"

She quickly reached into her jeans and brought out the keys. She moved to my hand and made to open it then stopped again. She looked at me for a while and with a sigh unlocked it.

I sighed in relief as my hand regained its freedom and resisted the urge to hold Dami's throat. Not just that, I still couldn't move it.

She smiled at me and unlocked the other three that held my other hand and legs. Then she stood at the edge of the bed with a weak smile, I knew she considered if she had done the right thing. I smiled to reassure her, I couldn't have my arms restrained again. She smiled broadly and walked close to sit beside me on the bed.

"How does it feel?"

"Nice. It's nice to feel my hands again."

Unexpectedly, she bent and kissed my lips and I had to hold myself with everything I had in me not to bite her lips off. Not now, I thought and tried to breath easy.

She sat up with a satisfied grin. "I am glad we are back together."

"Yeah." I forced a laugh. "Me too."

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I rubbed my wrists and looked out the window. It had taken two days for my hands and feet to respond to my movements and though they shook and ached now and then, I could use them.

I missed Cassie so much. She was the only one that could get to me, that understood me and my emotions. I wished I had my phone, I could have called her for help. She would know what to do, would have even stopped me from making the careless mistakes I had made the past few days. I rested my head on the window glass and wondered how I had made things go so bad.

I thought about Dikachi and my eyes became teary. I couldn't get over it, I had made the greatest mistake of my life and regretted it. It haunted my every thought.

"...Don't make any regrettable decision..."

My heart ached as I thought of Cassie's last words to me before she had left the country. I knew she would be disappointed. Would she forgive me?

I sighed as my thoughts shifted to Dikachi's friends and family. I didn't know what Seun had done to his body and knew they looked for him. What would they think? I imagined that they would go to the police station to report him as a missing person. Would they find him?

I wiped my face and thought of Kamsi's laughter. I had taken Dikachi from them and knew it will destroy them. It will ruin his godson. It will ruin everything for them.

I couldn't control it, I cried again. I stared at my hands as it seemed they were covered in blood, his blood and rubbed them against my skirt. I was a murderer. My heart bled in pain as I remembered his eyes, the way he had stared at me in love as he died, the way his hands had held on to mine...

I crumbled down and held my knees to my chest. What have I done? No matter how many times I asked myself that question, I couldn't answer it. I couldn't accept it. I rocked myself back and forth, and cried harder as memories of Dikachi poured in with full wicked force. I wanted to die.

Just then something glinted under the bed and I stopped. Quite curious, I wiped my face and crawled to the bed. I gently reached out to touch it and gasped when I felt the cold surface of a glass. I pulled it out and looked at it. It was a large piece of the mirror I had broken and had been missed by Dami who had cleaned up the room.

I brought it closer and caught my reflection. Gone was the beautiful lightskinned girl that had fires in her eyes, rather empty cold eyes stared back. I looked wild with my unkempt hair and my skin was pale. I was no longer myself.

I turned the glass and brought it closer to my wrist. I closed my eyes, I could end it I thought, I could end it all and be free of the hurt and guilt.

I sighed. Change of plans.

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I looked at Damilola as she went over her plans again. It was the evening my husband would return and she thought it was the perfect time to kill him. He would suspect nothing, she said, and she couldn't wait anymore.

Her plan was that she would stand behind the door with an iron rod and wait till he returned. And once he had come in to see me, she would hit him from the back and would continue till he was dead.

I nodded and thought of the glass under my pillow. "And how are we going to dispose of his body?"

She smiled. "We will drop his body from the top of the stairs and claim he had tripped and fell to his death. That would explain injuries he had gotten from the rod."

I thought of the flights of stairs in the house and shrugged. It was a pretty good plan.

"Then you will inherit the money and we will fly out of this country, to a place we will be free."

I smiled as she touched my face. "I love the plan."

"I knew you would." She said lovingly. "I just can't wait."

"Me neither."

She leaned close and kissed me again. It was meant to assure me and fill me with love but I was throughly disgusted. I held on to the blanket for control and tried to breath but then she moved closer and took it deeper.

I couldn't stop thinking of Dikachi, his lips, his touch....I moved back and broke the kiss, my heart hurt and bitter.

"What is it?" She whispered.

I looked at her, I wanted to scratch her eyes out. "We shouldn't be doing this. Seun would be back anytime from now."

She smiled. "He said he will be here by 8pm. It's just 6, there is still time."

I nodded.

She came close again and kissed my cheek. "Do not be afraid my Oma. Soon, you won't worry about him anymore."

I looked at her. I knew I had to play her game, make her believe that I had meant my words. That was the only way it would work out for me. That was the only way I could get my revenge. I shut down my mind and reached out to hold her face with both hands, and kissed her. I tried to make it real and meaningful, as if I truly wanted her and it worked.

She moaned in my mouth as her fingers went into my hair and drew me closer. She edged me to the bed and climbed on me. I tried a smile as her fingers went to my buttons and opened them to reveal my bra.

"God I have missed this." She whispered and bent to kiss my cleavage.

I stiffened as she licked my skin and traced a kiss to my neck, her hands on my breasts. She pushed the bra straps down and pushed it out of the way. When her mouth touched my nipples, I closed my eyes and tried to control the contraction I felt in my abdomen. I couldn't lose myself to this, I thought, I couldn't let her back in.

I pushed her away and turned to put her on the bed. She smiled as I sat on her. "You are quite impatient."

I smiled back and bent to kiss her. It was wild, frantic and filled with emotions. No, not love but hate. I hated her for everything she had done to me, for not keeping her mouth shut about Dikachi, for working with Seun, she was partly responsible for my lover's death. I arched as her hands moved to my back and reached under my skirt to grab my ass. I couldn't take it, not anymore.

Blind with fury and renewed hatred, I moved my hand under the pillow, my lips still locked with hers and grabbed the piece of mirror I had hidden there. Her hands had moved further down as her fingers edged towards my clït, I shivered and brought my hand out from beneath the pillow.

A hand to her chest, I pushed myself up and sat on her hands. She frowned and paled when she saw the glass i held.

"What-what are you doing?!" She screamed and struggled.

I smiled and brought the glass to her neck. "Bïtch."

The more she moved, the harder I pressed the glass to her neck and with a swift move, ran the glass through her skin.

She screamed in pains as blood gushed out of the cut and tried to fight but I held on stronger and stabbed her face. Her eyes, her mouth, her cheeks, anywhere the glass could stab.

Her struggle became weak as blood pumped out from everywhere. I was covered in blood, I tasted it in my mouth and felt it drip from my jaw.

I rolled off her to the floor and with a sigh, looked at the mirror I held. It was covered in blood but I could make out my face.

I looked like a monster.

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I laid there for I don't know how long, my mind blank and eyes unfocused. The mirror was still in my hand and the blood on my face had dried up a bit. No sounds came from the bed and I knew Damilola was dead. I felt no regrets neither I was happy she was dead, I was numb and emotionless.

When I heard the car honk downstairs, I quickly sprang up and ran to the window to see the gateman open the gate to let my husband's car in. I panicked.

I turned to look at Dami, she was a sore sight to the eyes and looked like something that had been fed on by vultures. I had the urge to throw up, I couldn't believe that I had done that.

I moved away from the window when my husband came out of his car and went to the bed. What have I done? I thought in fear. How do I clean up this mess?

I heard my husband enter the house and ran to the door. I locked it and leaned on it, my body shook in fear. I looked at the glass in my hand as my heart raced, what have I done?!

My husband's footsteps came up after a while and looked at the bed again, Dami covered in blood, the sheets messed up, what would my husband do to me? Would he beat me? Would he kill me?

I frowned. Would he kill me the same way he had killed Dikachi?

All of a sudden I felt the wave of intense hate sweep through me and clenched my teeth. Why was I scared? I thought in anger. This was the man that had killed my Dikachi, the man that had ruined my life. I closed my eyes and remembered everything, the way he had hit me, the way he had raped me time and again, the way he had whipped me, the way he had had struck Dikachi, the way he had killed him...

I let these emotions boil within as I reached for the door and unlocked it. I moved to the back of the door and held to glass to my chest. This will end, I thought with a sigh, this will end here.

When Seun opened the door and froze, I knew he had seen the mess I had made. I heard him curse and run inside the room. I slowly peeped from the back of the door and watched him touch Dami.

"What the hell?!" He gasped and drew back when he found out she was dead. I had never seen him so scared before.

He looked around and turned to the bathroom, I guessed he thought I was in there. I was right. He slowly stood up and walked to the bathroom door and I carefully moved out.

He opened the door and peeped in. "Oma?"

I slowly walked to the light switch and turned it off. We were plunged into thick darkness. I heard him gasp and smiled. With everything I had in me, I ran towards him and pushed him. We tumbled into dark bathroom and fell close to the toilet. He tried to grab me but I brought down the glass mercilessly and stabbed everywhere I could. He yelled and pushed me away from him and I hit my back on the bathtub. I winced in pain as my spine tingled. I heard him stand and had to ignore the pains. I stood up, the glass still in my hand and tried to focus. I couldn't make out his location and knew I had to do something before he would switch on the lights.

"Are you scared?" I asked softly.

"You are insane!" He yelled, his voice was laced with pain.

I turned to where his voice came from and silently moved towards him.

"What is wrong with you Oma! You just killed someone! You think this is a game?!"

I heard him moved and stopped.

"Where is this fücking switch?!" I heard him mutter.

"Are you scared Seun?"

"Shut up!"

I laughed. "You should be. You would be stupïd not to be."

"You crazy bïtch!" He retorted. "You are throwing my words back at me! You are mad!"

I made no reply and moved closer still.

"You are the fücking devil!" He continued. "You can't get away with this! I am going to get you for this! I will make sure I kill you this time! - fück! My thigh is fücking bleeding!"

I stopped, he was right in front of me.

"I will kill you for-"

With a swift move I sliced blindly and jumped back when he tried to hit me. He yelled and hit the wall, I guessed he looked for me. I moved away as he gruntled and slapped the wall. "Fück my eye! Bïtch! I will kill you!"

"Not if I don't kill you first." I muttered and edged closer.

He laughed, it was filled with pain. "You think you can kill me?! You think you can get away with this?! You couldn't even fight to save the one you love and here you are saying you would kill me! I will kill you Oma! I will kill you and your mother! I will destroy you!"

I stopped moving. He was right in front on me, I could feel his heat. He had leaned on the wall and faced me. If only he had shut up, he would have felt me close.

"And even if you succeed, you think you will get away with it?! Huh?! Do you?!"

I took a deep breath and with all my might, stabbed him. He groaned and tried to hold my hands but I pushed it deeper, and deeper till I felt the sharp edges of the glass cut my palms. He fell back and I fell with, the glass moved deeper still.

"You can't get away with this." He rasped.

"I can Seun. Accidents happen."

He coughed and tried to push my hands away but I held on still. He was weak. After a while, he stopped moving and his hands went lax on mine.

I moved away slowly and stood up, I couldn't risk him coming back to life like he had once did. I touched the wall and felt my way to the door and reached for the switch which was beside it. The lights blinded me temporarily as I switched it on and I blinked rapidly. I turned to my husband.

I had done a number on him.

He was dead for sure, the glass I had pushed into him was buried below his ribs and was covered with blood. His left eye had been slashed through and his right thigh was covered in blood. He looked worse than Damilola.

The bathroom floor was covered in blood, so did the wall behind him. I looked at my hands, I couldn't tell if it was my blood that was on them or his, but it looked bad.
I gasped, what have I done? I threw up violently.

I looked at my husband again and staggered back, my hands covered my mouth. I just killed my husband! I paled up in sudden fear as my hands shook. "Oh my God! Oh my God!"

I didn't know what next to do. I was scared and confused and covered in blood. I had not thought of it properly, how would I explain it to people, to the police.

"No. No!" I cried and ran out of the door to see Dami.

Oh God! I was monster!

Drowned in fear, I ran away from the room, out the door, down the stairs and out of the house.

Audu ran out of his house and yelled when he saw me, I knew I made a frightful sight. "Madam! Wetin happen?!"

I ignored him and opened the gate. I knew I couldn't stop, I couldn't explain it to him as he would turn me in to the police. I flung the gate open and ran out. The street was dark and I was scared but the thoughts of what I had done was greater. I couldn't go back from it all. I had lost it all.

Barefooted and covered in blood, I ran out into the dark street.

Epilogue

Cassie sighed and stirred the tea slowly. Her husband had died a week ago and she was all alone. That made her sad but another thing made her sadder, she was yet to hear from her young friend Oma and she was worried.

What decision had she made? She thought and brought the teacup to her lips. Did she file for a divorce? What did Seun say?

She sighed again. Oma was a young and inexperienced girl that let her heart control her. It was just sad she had to find herself in such situation, it was sad really. She closed her eyes and prayed that God would give her friend the strength to cope and survive it all. It wasn't easy, even she had gone through the same thing. She had to sacrifice the one she loved the most to live the life she lived now. She was patient and now her husband was no more. She could go back to the one her heart had wanted...that is if he wasn't married. Not that her dead husband was bad, she never really loved the man.

She made to take another sip and saw Seun's picture flash on the television screen. With a frown, she reached for the remote and turned up the volume.

The female reporter was saying, "....he was found dead, cut up and stabbed, and his maid who was on his bed was found in the same condition. Investigations are underway as the gateman had claimed to have seen Mr. Seun's young wife run out of the compound covered in blood. No one has sighted her ever since, not even her mother and no other person has come out to say anything else. Another body which was recovered under the bridge that leads to the same Diamond estate had been identified as Mr. Dikachi Amadi. The police are yet to find out if this body is linked to the murders of Mr. Seun and his maid...."

Cassie's hand shook and the cup fell from her hand, and crashed on the floor. She felt cold and out of breath.

"Oma! What have you done?!"

Pathetic and scary

Twaci you're the best mehn; you took your time to explain those bloody scenes as if tws visuals


You the bomb ma'am

wtf? holy shit!! Rip to our dear Dikachi, Dami and Seun should just rot in hell.

veekid:
Pathetic and scary

Twaci you're the best mehn; you took your time to explain those bloody scenes as if tws visuals


You the bomb ma'am

Thanks dear, glad you enjoyed it.

My chest......my forehead.........

Kill them all Oma. I'm really sad karma will come for you, eventuareee but I hope you don't go to prison. Me and Cassie will cook a cover up story, if you help us find you or better yet, find us.

Ma'am, where do you get such really. This is good, I'm even one of the characters myself now. I'm still watching Cassie though

the story turn out bloody @ the end, i wish she was smart lyk cassie, nd wait to claim her prize i.e dkachi..anywy thnks alot twaci.. it was a bomb all d way..nd it exploded @ d right time..#great story#twaci i cn b ur dkachi#think abt it.

Twaci, I see you finally put some of that darkness to good use ....Fantastic ending

jagugu88li:
My chest......my forehead.........

Kill them all Oma. I'm really sad karma will come for you, eventuareee but I hope you don't go to prison. Me and Cassie will cook a cover up story, if you help us find you or better yet, find us.

Ma'am, where do you get such really. This is good, I'm even one of the characters myself now. I'm still watching Cassie though

Thanks dearie! You can be Cassie's younger sister who will help later on to search for Oma...

See? You are already there.

elvido:
the story turn out bloody @ the end, i wish she was smart lyk cassie, nd wait to claim her prize i.e dkachi..anywy thnks alot twaci.. it was a bomb all d way..nd it exploited @ d right time..#great story#twaci i cn b ur dkachi#think abt it.

Thanks a lot dear. I appreciate it

ps2:
Twaci, you're good... Ten gbosas for you...

Thanks hon.

JeffreyJamez:
Twaci, I see you finally put some of that darkness to good use ....Fantastic ending

Lol@ darkness. Guess who made it so?

Twaci:
Lol@ darkness. Guess who made it so?

Nepa?