BLOODLINE Episode 17 by Ironkurtain

BLOODLINE Episode 17 by Ironkurtain

Lisa woke up and slowly stretched with a yawn. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and wondered where she was as her eyes darted around the bedroom. They rested on the boy sitting on the chair beside the bed. He raised his eyes from the book he was reading and looked at Lisa with a smile.

“Alex……”, Lisa began weakly and smiled back. She looked around room again. “Where are am i”, she asked as she tried to sit up.

Eric got up and put his hand on her shoulder to stop her from doing so.

“Relax…….you still look tired”, he said to her and adjusted her pillow before her head rested on it. “How do you feel now?”, he asked

“Where am i?…..”, Lisa asked again and held his hand. “What day is today?”.

“You are in my Aunt’s place and it is sunday morning”, Eric replied.

“Sunday morning?!……”, Lisa began and raised her eyebrows. “How long have i been sleeping?”, she asked and put her palm on her forehead. “What happened?”.

“You don’t remember what happened?”.

Lisa thought for a few seconds with her eyes shut. “I was in Angel’s place……”, she muttered still closing her eyes “…took alot of shots with Tracy…….Angel forcing me to his bed”, then she opened her eyes and looked at Eric with a worried look. “Did he…..touch me?”, she asked.

“Almost…..and the coward hit you”, Eric said and touched the fading dark spot on her face.

Then Lisa thought again and sighed. She was having a recollection of everything that happened. Eric stared at her intently waiting for her to tell him more about what happened.

“Tracy……”, Lisa murmured shaking her head. “No wonder she was trying to drown me in alcohol…..she was playing her part in the set-up……..i thought she was my friend. How could she do that to me?!”, Lisa asked and looked at Eric.

Eric shrugged and said nothing.

“I can’t trust anybody anymore…”, Lisa murmured. “You were right about me still being naive”.

“Well atleast you have learned somethings about some people”, Eric said to her.

Lisa then noticed she was wearing a pink flowery pyjamas. She raised the blanket covering her and looked underneath it. She felt chest and waist. And looked at Eric with a playful smile.

“Did you put the pyjamas on me?”, she asked.

“Why do you ask?”, Eric answered the question with another question.

“You took it off”

“Took what off?”.

Both of them stared at each other for some seconds. Then Lisa giggled and pulled his hand.

“Come lie down here with me”, she said. “I want you to keep me warm”.

“The blanket is not warm enough?”, Eric asked.

“It is warm……but i want you to keep me……’warm’…..”.

Then both of them stared at each other again. This time Lisa had a look on her face and Eric recognized it. He had seen it when he was in her bedroom on her birthday.

“Jesus Christ!…….Lisa?”, Eric looked away.

“What?”, Lisa giggled.

“You barely escaped a group of boys trying to running a train on you”, Eric protested.

“So….?”.

“I don’t know about you but i don’t think i can have that kind of feelings after escaping a dangerous situation”.

“Perhaps it is me being in that situation and you coming over to rescue me that kind of puts me in the mood”, Lisa said and tried to pulling him over to her. “Just like in the movies…..the hero and the girl having a happy ending”.

“You quite strange……”, Eric murmured and resisted. “Anyway this is not the movies and am not in the mood……we are in my aunt’s place and she is around. Besides she is the one that actually saved you not me……she did most of the heavy lifting”.

“Really…..?”, Lisa raised her eyebrows. “What did she do?…..walked into the house and beat the hell out of those boys?”, she asked jokingly.

“Hm…..you should have seen the insanity that went down”, Eric murmured. “She literally went…’say hello to king Kong’….on them”, he muttered inaudibly.

He could still remember the look of sheer terror he saw on those boys’ faces when Nina was dishing out her punishment for their disobedience. That’s what she told him when they were leaving Angel’s house with Lisa; a punishment for disobedience. But the so called punishment will definitely be bringing a boat-load of hospital bills. And the possibility of an irrevesible disfigurements.

“Always making funny jokes….”, Lisa laughed, interrupting Eric in his thoughts.

Eric looked at her and wished he was joking.

“She is the one that took your……..your cloths off”, Eric remembered that she only wore undies when she was rescued. “And slipped you into the pyjamas”, he said. “She said you need to change them”.

“Anyway……”, Lisa sighed. “I hope you made him to suffer”, Lisa said and stared at Eric. “I hope you made Angel suffer for what he did to me”.

“His time will come”, Eric murmured and looked at the page of the book he held.

“What?……what do you mean by that?, you didn’t do anything to him?”, Lisa bombarded him with questions.

“You need to take a lot of rest”, Eric sighed. “You will be going back home……your dad will probably be worried about you…….especially when he can’t reach you through the phone”.

Then Lisa remembered that her cellphone dropped in Angel’s room during their brief struggle. And also her handbag. It was quite and expensive brand and losing it made her feel quite unhappy.

Then the door to the bedroom opened and Esther walked it. She saw that Lisa was awake and smiled.

“Hi Lisa…..how are feeling now?”, she asked as she bent over and placed her back hand on Lisa’s forehead to check her temperature. “Hm……”, Esther nodded. “Any unusual feeling?”, she asked.

“Just…….”, Lisa began and looked at Eric. “….just a bit tired and needing some warmth”.

“Ok…..”, Esther said and glanced at Eric. “You have to rest……get more sleep….i will get more blanket for you”.

‘If only you know that it’s not a blanket she wants…..’, Eric thought with a smirk as he glanced at Esther and continue reading the book. ‘She wants the warmth caused by the rhythmic friction between two sweaty body’.

“Eric i want to see outside”, Esther then said and head towards the door.

Eric waved at Lisa and followed his mother behind. Lisa did waved back and made a “i will see you soon” gesture at him.

“So…..”, Esther began when they got to the corridor. “I will be going back to Metro-city…..this morning”, she said and looked at Eric.

“This morning?”, Eric exclaimed and raised his eyebrows. “Why the rush?”, he asked.

“I don’t want David to get worried……you know…..your real mother kidnapped me and brought me here. He called earlier today and i told him that i went home to get somethings”.

“So how do you intend to go?……Metro-city is like eight hours from Easthill”.

“Nina already booked a flight for me……a private jet”, Esther smiled. “Very rich and dangerous woman…..”, she murmured and looked around the corridor with expensive lights.

“So that means we won’t be seeing each other for a month?”, Eric asked.

“Yeah……”, Esther replied. Then she got closer to Eric and placed her hand on his shoulder. “Actually i want you to spend sometime with your real mother”.

“What do you mean?, you are my real mother……to hell with whatever she said”, Eric said.

“And i will always see you as my son”, Esther said and held his arms tight. “But i want you to spend time with her so that you can choose who you want to be with……there are things that she could give you that i can’t”.

“What will that be?”, Eric demanded.

Then he saw Nina emerge from one of the rooms in the corridor. She paused and staring at them.

“Even if you let me spend a whole year with her, i will always choose you mom”, he said firmly to Esther as he stared at Nina. Nina smirked and looked away.

Then Esther gave Eric a tight hug and refused to let go. Nina watched them for a some seconds and came over to where they are standing.

“Sorry to break the emotional moment…..your flight is waiting for you”, She said to esther.

Then Esther let go and gazed at Eric. “I will see you soon my son”, she said and left him. Eric stared at her as she left. Nina stood beside him and also watched Esther leave.
“So…..it’s now you and me…..”, she began as she raised a hand to put it on Erics shoulder.

Eric left before the hand could touch him without saying a word. Nina stared at him as he left and smirked.

“Go ahead…….”, she murmured. “In the end you will come to me…….i promise you that boy, because we always come back…..just the way i did to my father, and how he did to his own father……..monsters only enjoy the company of their own kind”, she smiled.

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Eric stared at the big guy standing near him as he relaxed on the sofa while they waited for Nina. He had being looking at the heavy and dangerous looking man intently to get his attention. But the man remained still like a statue wearing black suit with dark sunshade. No body movement, no flinch, not even reaching out to scratch an itch. Eric stared at him and wondered what kind of a man he was.

“So….”, Eric began as he sat up. “What is your name heavy man?……..any relatives?,……sir are you married?…….perhaps girlfriends?……or maybe….boyfriends?”

The man heard ‘boyfriends’ and slowly turned his head and looked at Eric.

“Boyfriends of course……”, Eric continued. “…….because i can’t imagine you banging a girl with that large body of yours. The poor thing will be pulverized before one rhythm is completed……dude look at the size of your body…..am sure you have enough power to rape a buffalo senseless”.

The man continue staring at Eric without saying a words.

“Even though you can’t get laid by any creature on earth, jacking off is not an option for you……just look at the size of your hands”, Eric pointed at the big man’s hand. “You might tear your balls out with those ‘bench clamp’……sir you are large but your life is kind of f@cked up though”, he sniggered.

Then Nina entered the living-room carrying a suitcase and a handbag with Alex following behind her.

“I want you to drop him off in the Philips house”, she ordered the big man and pointed at Alex.

“Yes mam”, the man said.

“Wait….what’s going on here?”, Eric asked Nina and glanced at Alex. Is he finally going back?”.

“No…..he will stay there just for a day…..today”, Nina replied. “You have to take your girlfriend back to her dad’s house. After that, you and i have alot of things to talk about”.

“Talk about what?”.

“Talk about your uncompleted mission”.

“Why don’t i go to her dad’s house with king kong?”, Eric asked.

“Why?”, Nina asked and tilted her head abit.

“Me taking a girl who has a black eye to her father who probably had being calling and waiting all night for his own daughter”, Eric said. “I will definitely need a back up incase the man come at me with the cavalry”.

“That’s your problem…..you deal with it”, Nina said nonchalantly.

“Why don’t i take her home myself….”, Alex suggested and looked at Eric intently.

“Shut your coward mouth before i do it with a broken bottle”, Eric warned him. “If it was Greg lying in that room you would probably piss all over yourself and pass out”, he mocked.

“Mind how you talk to Alex because he is the oldest”, Nina said sternly to Eric.

“Like what?, two minutes?”, Eric snorted.

“Even if it is two seconds, he is still older because he came out first”.

“Whatever…..”.

“Yeah…whatever. But make sure the girl is back home before i get back”, Nina ordered.

Eric thought for a while and smiled. “Okay i will do it….”, he then said. “But i will need a car”,

“Okay…..we can…..”, Nina began.

“The porsche suv…..”, Eric interrupted her.

“What do you mean?”

“He wants to cruise around town with his girlfriend in your Porsche cayenne”, Alex said and eyed Eric. “Dude got a taste for the good life”.

“Wait…….when did this buffoon learn how to talk?”, Eric asked the big man and gestured at Alex. Then he looked at Nina. “So can i have the keys or do you want to have another occupant in your villa?”

“Get me the keys to the Rover…..”, Nina said to the man and tossed the keys she had in her hand to Eric. “Am in no mood for endless debate with you…..just go do whatever you want but be back home on time”, she said to him.

Then Nina opened her handbag and took out a piece of paper.

“I tracked the location of the computer i.p address you gave me…..”, she said as she handed the paper to Eric. “The real name of the user and other infos…..who is he?”, she asked.

Eric took the paper and glanced through everything written on it. Then he smiled delightfully and he looked at Alex.

“What is it?”, Alex asked.

“One of your problems…..”, Eric replied and looked at the paper again. “The fool is even living in Metro-city…….my own city”, he said with a grin as he went through the address written on the paper.

Then he picked up the phone and dialled a number.

“This is going to be a sweet job for Stanley and his crew”, he murmured as he waited for the call to be answered. “Am sure he is be back from his training tour”.

“What are you talking about?…..who is this fool living in your city?”, Alex demanded.

“Your internet warrior called Chunky-guy”, Eric replied. Then the call got answered and Eric heard Stanley’s sleepy voice.

The suv rolled to the side of the road and stopped. Eric turned off the music playing from it’s speakers and looked at Lisa who was leaning towards him with her head resting on his shoulders. Then he surveyed the compound of her house carefully and saw no activities. Neither did he see her dad with his cavalry.

“Home sweet home…..”, he said to her with a smile. “Time to go……..you have to go prepare for tomorrow”.

“Aren’t you taking me inside?”, Lisa asked and put her hand on his laps.

“You want me to drive the car into your house?,……i will if this car can fit through the door”, Eric murmured and surveyed the compound again.

“No not that….”, Lisa laughed. “I want you to walk me into the house?”, she gave him a cute eyes and a duck lips.

“You want me to walk you into the house?,…….are you now suffering from some kind of a ‘princess syndrome’?”, Eric asked.

Then he sighed and rubbed the wood grained steering wheel as he stared ahead in thoughts. He wants to say something to Lisa and he is wondering if it is the right time to do so.

“Lisa…..”, Eric began, deciding to break the news. “There is something i want to tell you”.

“What is it?”, Lisa asked.

“It’s about this thing going on between you and i”, Eric murmured. “I think it should stop”, he looked at her.

Lisa stared at him for almost half a minute and asked why. Eric sighed and looked away. Then he turned and looked at her.

“This relationship is kind of based on a lie…..my lie”, he said to her. “And there are things about me that you don’t know……..things that make people around me unsafe”.

“What is the lie?”, Lisa asked.

“You remember what i told you the first time we went to Angel’s house”.

“Yes”

“Well i meant what i was saying…..i was playing Alex and my……”.

“Yes i know”, Lisa interrupted him. “I know that……Eric”, she looked at him and smiled. “Your twin brother, Alex told me”.

“Alex what?!, when?”, Eric gasped.

“He told me when we were in your aunt’s place”, Lisa smirk. “I thought it was you telling me your bullshit story again till i noticed the shirt he wore and the look in his eyes…….he got that exciting look. But you, nothing seems to excite you at all. Then i eavedropped on your discussions with your ‘aunt’ or rather your real mother……and i believed what you told me about her being the one who did most of the heavy lifting”.

Eric stared at her for a minute in silence and then pursed his lips.

“Alex……that motherf@cker….i will get that fool”, he murmured.

“You should thank him”, Lisa nudged him. “I think he cares for you to tell me all these himself”.

“It’s because he is a f@ck boy…….who is now developing loose lips”. Eric muttered.

“But he is still your brother……your twin brother”, Lisa said quietly. Then she leaned more closer to Eric that the scent of the shampoo she had used during shower hit his nostrils. “So tell me the things about your that make me unsafe”, she demanded.

“Do you really want to know?”, Eric asked.

Lisa nodded.

“Alot of things though…….one of them is i have this mental condition…..mental psychosis…..that flares up when am under heavy stress”, Eric muttered. “Sometimes i have these thoughts….perhaps voices in my head…..i….i just don’t know….but they are unclean……very terrible”, his gaze became a distant one and his grip on the steering wheel tightened. “There are some days i just want to put the hurt on someone…..watch someone suffer by my hands…..make someone bleed….that explain why i did what i did to Greg”. Then he surveyed the house compound yet again when he saw the house help walk by.

“Don’t worry….my dad is not around”, Lisa sniggered when she noticed his constant look out. “He had probably gone to the bowling alley”.

Then She eased away and unbuckled her seatbelt.

“Why don’t we go inside the house so you can tell me more”, she said and opened the car door. Eric followed suit and both of them headed towards the front door.

Both of them entered the bedroom with Eric following Lisa behind. As he closed the door and turned to say something to her, she immediately pushed him against the door and crushed her lips into his. Lisa tongue kissed him fiercely and pushed her waist against his quite hard. Though Eric was surprised, without any questions asked, he responded by grabbing her behind and pulling her so close that he could feel flesh inbetween her legs.

Lisa moaned and wrapped one leg around his hip. The tongue kissing got ecstatic. Her hips rubbing Eric’s own in a rhythmic way. Then Eric lifted her and propelled her towards the bed as she wrapped both legs around his hips.

More tongue kissing on the bed as both of them ripped out their cloths like it is on fire. The two nude bodies rubbed against each other as they got entangled in their wild kissing and caressing. Then Lisa grabbed Eric’s manhood and guided him inside her. It made him gasp and his breath quickened. Lisa moaned and looked into his eyes.

“What are you thinking now?”, she whispered to him.

“Crazy things…..”, he whispered back and pushed deeper into her. “Lots of it”.

“Show me something crazy…….show me what you got big boy”.

“No……you may get hurt”.

“Then hurt me!”, Lisa moaned. “I want you to hurt me”.

“No…..”, Eric declined.

“I insist……”, Lisa finger nails dug into his flesh as she grabbed his behind to make him go deeper inside her.

Like someone who suddenly got possessed by a demon, Eric grabbed Lisa’s hands and held it down with one hand. He grabbed her neck with the other hand and held her head down but didn’t squeeze.

“Wanna get hurt huh?”,

The sex started getting rough. Eric thrust into her like they were having a grudge with each thrust getting harder and harder. Lisa was moaning loud and almost out of breath as Eric hard thrusting knocked all the air out of her. The “thing” filling her up and spreading her wider was giving her some pain and alot of pleasure……pleasure that she had never experienced and it seems to be building something inside her. Something that felt so good and also felt like it will soon pop off.

As if he wasn’t feeling what he was doing, Eric then roughly flipped Lisa over and grabbed her hips. Lisa responded by getting on her hands and knees. She arched her back as Eric grabbed her hair roughly and took her from behind. The entire bed protested loudly as Eric plowed her like he just got the news that life on earth will end any moment.

After what seemed like an eternity of getting pounded from behind, from the corner of her eye, Lisa saw what Eric was doing to her through the mirror on the dressing table. She turned her head and watched the action. Looking at Eric’s sweaty well built body and hard muscles made her go ecstatic with every thrust he made. Then Eric stopped and got out of the bed.

“Oh you wanna watch?”, he grunted breathlessly with lots of sweat when he noticed what she was doing.

He dragged her to the front of the mirror and bent her down infront of it, making her to place her hands on the table. And then they literally knocked down everything on the table as both of them went at it. Eric was ramming her hard like he had the intentions to hurt her…….perhaps break her back. Lisa’s moans keep getting louder and louder, not caring if the house help heard it.

After they had almost dismantled the furniture, Lisa turned and pushed Eric away. She then pushed him to the bed and had him lying on his back. She took the cowgirl position to let him know that she is taking over the show. She slapped him across his face and placed both hands on his chest to hold him down and started riding him hard. So hard that his hip bone ached. ‘This girl is an animal’, he thought as she rhythmically and roughly moved her hips in different motions with her breath getting quicker and harder; her loud moans turning into screams. Like a wild banshee.

They both of them hit the point of no return together. It was Lisa’s first time and it felt like the floodgates of pleasure was opened inside her. Her body quivered like crazy. She was screaming “Oh my God!!” when she hit the cloud nine and grabbed Eric’s chest, almost ripping the skin off it. Then she collapsed on top of him, trying to catch her breath. She was done.

Eric was done too. After about a minute of bearing Lisa’s weight on top of him, he gently propelled her body that moved like a rag-doll and laid her beside him. Only the sounds of their breathing could be heard as both of them laid in silence and remained still for some minutes.

After a few more minutes, Lisa turned and faced Eric. She place a hand on his chest and rested her leg on his.

“Eric…….i think i know why you didn’t do anything to Angel”, she said and played with his nipple.

“Why?”, Eric asked and looked at her.

“Well……..”, Lisa pursed her lips. “You wanted to do something real terrible to him but there were lots of witnesses……so you decided to get him another day”.

“Yeah……you are almost right about that”, Eric sighed.

Lisa smiled and rested her head on his chest. She said, “I wish i will be there to watch you make him suffer……i might even join the action”, she smiled.

“No…..i don’t want you doing none of that”.

“Why?”.

“Because i do my dirts alone and i prefer it that way…..even if i want to involve someone, it will never be you”.

“Okay…..i will just watch”.

“Neither do i want you to watch………it could give you nightmares”.

“Nightmares?,…..what do you intend to do to him?”, Lisa asked, looking at Eric and furrowing her brow.

“Can we just talk about something else?”, Eric asked.

Lisa smiled and put her head in it’s former position. Then someone knocked on the door and opened. It was the house help. She saw their nude bodies and immediately turned her eyes away.

“Lisa……..your dad wants to see you”, the girl said and immediately closed the door.

Eric immediately jumped out of the bed and searched for his cloths. But Lisa casually put hers on and laughed at how hectic he was.

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Sitting on the sofa with his back resting on the back cushion, Eric remained in a calm composure as he drummed his right fingers on his thigh. He was focused on the programme beaming from the flat screen. But it wasn’t the comedy show being shown that got his interest. It was his way of avoiding the steady gaze of the man sitting opposite him. He was Lisa’s father and since he saw Eric coming out from Lisa’s bedroom he had been staring at him without saying anything.

‘Goddammit! ……say something!’, Eric thought aloud and glanced at the man.

His name is Mr Tom Richard, Lisa’s father and the manager of one the biggest electronics company in the Federal Capital State. He is in his late forties and wasn’t much of a big man. He wore eyeglasses with an expressionless look on his face……perhaps he had that look because of the comfortably seated boy infront of him. The boy he saw coming out of his daughter’s bedroom.

“Sir…….is there anything wrong?”, Eric then asked, bearing in mind that if the old-man knew what he and Lisa had done some minutes ago, the question will prompt the man to go get his gun and knife.

“So you are Alex…….”, Tom began with a sigh. “The guy who saved my daughter from those school bullies”.

“Well yeah…..”, Eric nodded.

“I heard you literally rip those boys limb to limb…….you gave them a lifetime beating in five minutes”, Tom smiled.

Eric nodded, not sure of what to say to the man.

“So…….if my family have any problem with some bloat heads, can i call you to come take care of them”.

“Sir…….just give me a knife and i will kill any number of people you want”, Eric sighed and looked away. He just don’t understand the situation and the questions.

“Good……”, Tom said and furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the screen of the t.v. “I will let that man know that i also have tough boys with me”, he murmured.

Eric heard it and looked at him surprisingly. “Which man?”, he asked.

“Just one fat headed man who seems to enjoy sh;t testing me at the bowling alley”, Tom said and moved his weight on the sofa. “I think i will take you there so as to let that fool know who he is messing with……knock him around”, he murmured almost inaudibly as he gazed in thoughts.

Eric heard those words and chuckled as he slowly ran his fingers through his low cut hair.

“Sir……”, he began and looked at Tom. “…..i know Lisa must have said alot of things about me…….but being a ‘knock-around guy’ is definitely not one……and neither are you going to let her date one”.

“Oh……but you are the same person who almost ended the lives of some bullies……that’s what i heard”, Tom said and looked at him.

“Well it wouldn’t have happened if those boys walked away”.

“That’s the same problem am having…….he just won’t let me be…..always all over me……i just can’t enjoy my bowling game”.

“Then make a report……call the police”, Eric glanced at the stairs leading to the bedrooms and wished that Lisa would come so that he won’t continue this discussion.

“I don’t want to do that……”, Tom said with a frown. “I want to take matters in my own hands”.

Eric glanced at the stairs again and said, “where is Lisa?……i have to leave because my mother is waiting for me”.

“Don’t worry she will join us shortly……”, Tom motioned his hand at Eric to calm down. “Perhaps she is taking a shower…….she must have sweat alot”.

Eric heard “sweat alot and his heart skipped a beat. He stared at the man intently.

“So……”, Tom continued. “What do you think i should do to this man?”, he asked.

“Well……there are alot of things you can do that will make him to never ever bother you sir”, Eric replied still staring at the man intently.

“Oh really?……”, the old man got up from his seat and went over to where Eric was sitting and sat beside him. “Son…..tell me what to do”, he demanded.

Eric stared at Tom for a few seconds to be sure if the man was in his right mind.

“Well……”, Eric then began with a curious look on his face. “If it was me, i will definitely do something real vicious……like taking him out and butchering his ass right there infront of everyone.

“He is quite a big fellow…..so how will i do that”, Tom asked.

“You said it is in a bowling alley?”.

“Yeah”.

“Then what you have to do is very simple…..just take off your shirt and wrap a bowling ball with it”, Eric smiled. “Then you come from behind him when he is running his mouth at someone else and swing it at his head……and crack his skull”.

Tom remained silent with a thoughtful gaze after hearing what Eric just said.

“But as for me, i will do something more drastic”, Eric continued. “Like knocking him out and laying him down on his belly with one of the bowling pin shoved in his mouth. Then i will bring down the bowling ball on his head……so as to crack his skull, break his teeth and fracture his jaw……all at the same time”.

Tom stared at Eric thoughtfully and nodded with a smile. Eric saw the gesture and rubbed his head again.

“Oh God……what am i saying”, Eric murmured still rubbing his head. “……..sir what are we even doing?”, he asked Tom.

“What do you mean by that?”, Tom inquired.

“I mean…….this suppose to be a situation in which you would be asking me questions about my relationship with your daughter ……you know…… laying down laws for dating your daughter……..not us plotting how to kill a man”,

Tom smirked and looked away as he relaxed on the sofa. After a few minutes of silence between them, he looked at Eric.

“Lisa reminds me of her mother”, Tom began with a smile. “Beautiful, very intelligent, always want to be independent, and sometime always in a rush to do things……she always know what’s best for her. That’s probably the reason why she chose you”.

Then he shift his eyes to the t.v screen. “I know what the both of you did in her room”, he said with a sigh. “And i know that it wasn’t the first time……the both of you are grown now, though you might still be inexperienced. So i just leave the both of you to yourselves……but i hope the both of you are fully aware of what could happen”, Tom got closer to Eric. “And always remember that she is still my little girl……so if you in any way think you can use her and dump her, i dont care how tough you are boy……..terribles things gonna happen to you if i get you”, he said sternly with a cold look on his face.

Eric nodded and said nothing. Then Tom smiled at him and started asking questions on what to do to that guy in the bowling alley.

Lisa descended from the stair quietly and saw Eric and her father talking and laughing together. She stared at both of them for some time and smiled as she went over to join them.

6pm, the same day in a hostel somewhere in Metro-city.

The boy rubbed his tummy and shoved what was left of the sandwich into his mouth. He chewed noisily and picked the pieces left on the plate as he stared at the screen of the desktop computer. He dropped the plate on the floor of the small unkempt room and proceed to type on the dirty and dusty keyboard on his thick laps with a dirtier hand.

There wasn’t much in his bedroom. Just a shabby table that carried the desktop computer and a creaky bed with an ancient mattress. The bed spread was threadbare and torn in some places; like a dog chewed on it. And the entire room reeked of mould and sweaty feet.

The boy moved his obesed weight on the creaking chair and laughed at the instant messages that keep popping up in the window of an online chatroom in computer screen. Finding it a bit difficult to type with his food stained fingers, he cleaned his hands with a tissue and dropped it beside a waste basket overflowing with tissues; lots of tissues. Then he minimized the chatroom window to check the messages in his email inbox. He clicked on one of the unread emails sent by a user i.d called Alex22 and read the mail.

After going through the message he had received, the boy scoffed and proceed to type a reply. As he typed the words out, muttering curses to himself and scoffed. Then a sound outside the building got his attention. He left the keyboard on the table and went over to the window.

Staring down below from the window of the room on the fourth floor, he saw a car rolling towards the government low cost hostel building. A hardcore rap music was thumping out very loud from the speakers of the vehicle as parked infront of the building. All the doors opened and five hefty looking boys stepped out. Three were thickset looking and barrel chested while the other two bore a mean and scary look. One also carried a duffle bag slunged over his shoulder. The five of them stared at the hostel and surveyed the place for a while before they proceed to enter the building.

“Gangsters”, the boy scoffed, scratching his chubby face and adjusting the dirty singlet he wore as he went back to what he was doing.

The chair creaked out loud as he dropped his extra weight on it and continue typing the reply he intends to send to user i.d Alex22. Some very abusive reply; just like the numerous abusive replies he had being sending to the user after the argument they had in an online forum. And he seems to be enjoying what he is doing from the way he smirked with a delightful look on his chubby face.

As he was about to click the send button, he heard a loud knock on his door. Staring at the door, he slowly placed the computer keyboard on the table and got up. He wasn’t expecting anybody at all today. Probably it’s the house caretaker.

“Yes am coming!”, the body said out loud when the knock came again and lazily paced towards the door.

He opened the door and saw the five hefty boys he had earlier seen outside; the “gangsters” he had seen coming out of the car.They were all big and looked scary. And their muscular bodies towering over his short chubby body.

“You…..you are in the wrong room”, the boy’s mouth stammered involuntarily as he stared at the gorillas at his door with alot of fear.

The boy standing infront of chubby boy stared at him for a few seconds and then looked at the piece of paper he had in his hand. He looked at the chubby boy again.

Isn’t this room 405?”, he asked.

Chubby boy nodded.

Then the boy pushed chubby out of the way and all the five boys entered the room. They looked around the place quietly and with disgust written all over their face as the smell of the room hit their nose.

“Damn this place smells like feet during summer”, one of the boys said and dropped the duffle bag he was carrying on the bed.

The clinking sound that came out from bag when he did so showed that whatever it is in the bag are made of metals.

“Stanley,….your friend Eric, should have told you that the person we are looking for lives in a pig farm”, he continued as he looked around place.

Stanley, the biggest of all the boy, sighed and looked around the place too. Then he shift his eyes to chubby boy.

“Where is Samuel Oti?”, stanley asked him.

Chubby boy stared at Stanley with his mouth open.

“Where the f@ck is Samuel Oti?!”, Stanley barked out the question again and startled chubby boy. “Dont make me ask you the question again because it’s gonna be done violently!”, he boomed.

“I…..i…am Samuel Oti”, chubby boy stammered and visibly shaken.

“What?!…..”, Stanley looked at the other boys who looked at one another. “Fat ass, i’m asking you where is Samuel at?”, he asked again, glaring at the boy.

“I….i am Samuel…..this is muh…..my room”, chubby boy answered as he glanced at the other boys and sweating profusely.

Stanley stared at the boy from head to toe and then took out his cellphone with a sigh. Murmuring “F@ck this sh:t”, he dialled a number and waited impatiently for the call to be answered.

“Hello….Eric!……idiot it’s me, Stanley, who the hell do you think it is?, your girlfriend?”, Stanley spoke on the phone mouthpiece. “Dude….seriously, what the f@ck is the meaning of this sh:t?”, he asked and paused as he listened to the voice rasping out of the phone earpiece. “Me and the boys are at the place right now…… and we are staring at one pork chop who is saying that he is Samuel Oti……i thought you said the fellow is the leader of a gang called the ‘Jack crew boys’…….a lard ass is standing infront of me here and he doesn’t in any f@cking way look like a gang member”, stanley glanced at Chubby boy who was trembling.

When Chubby boy heard ‘Jack crew boys’, he knew that he is in alot of trouble. He had being telling people online that he’s the leader of a gang called the “J.C boys. Such gang never exist because he made it up. And most of the people he had said that to, are the people he sent threat mails and even phone calls. Calls made on a phone booth so as to avoid detection. Now he is wondering how he got caught despite covering his tracks online.

“Oh…..i should check his computer?!…….dude do i look like a f@cking computer technician?!”, Stanley continued on the phone. “I should ask him if his i.d is Chunky-guy?…….the guy looks chunky for sure why should i ask him again”.

“Hey Stanley, his email i.d says…..Chunky-guy…….”, one of the hefty boys said as he stared at Chubby boy’s computer monitor.
Then the boy sat on the chair and went through chubby boy’s computer and mails. “I think we got the person Eric is talking about bro……..dude you need to read the sh:ts in his email……alot of foul sh:ts he had being sending…….even the chats he is having online…..”, the boy laughed as he scrolled through the emails.

The other boys stared at the computer monitor and chuckled at what they saw.

“Eric, i think we got your guy……”, Stanley continued as he too looked at the monitor. “….. and he is not in anyway the leader of anything…..not even a sisi girls dance club……the dude is just an internet warrior”.

“And getting fatter due to time spent sitting and saying sh:t online”, another boy added.

“You still want us to go ahead with the plan?”, Stanley furrowed his brows as he spoke. “Dude we came here to take on a gang…..and not to make pork chops…..we……hello?……hellooo?!”.
Stanley looked at the other boys. “He hung up……the idiot hung up”. Then he looked at chubby boy who was trembling and unsure if he will live to see the next hour. “He still want us to go ahead with the plan”, he muttered.

The other boys glanced at each other and stared at chubby boy. Like wolves about to debowel a lamb.

“Bring his Fat-ass over here”, Stanley then said and zipped open the duffle bag on the bed.

Samuel the chubby boy heard it and immediately made for the door to run out of the room. But before his quickness impeding weight could bounce to the exit, a grip from a strong arm grabbed him by his shorts and flung him back into the room like he only weight a few grams. And letting him know the “over the top” manpower the boy had in him.

Samuel body hit the floor and the boy who tugged him in kicked the door shut. Crying for help, he tried to bulldoze his way through the boys standing infront of him. Then a fist came like an express train and hit him on the face; giving him a heavyweight boxing quality concussion and sending him to the floor again. Before he could recover from the thunder punch, he saw a spread out palm coming to his face. It delivered what could best be described as an “iron slap”.
Samuel thought his cheek exploded and felt his jaw move out of place. He had never being hit that hard before and it literally made him go dumb. Then he felt himself being lifted off the ground and slammed on the bed. From the corner of his teary eyes, Samuel saw Stanley take out a wicked looking matchete from the bag and he instantly pissed all over himself.

Stanley came over to were Samuel is being held face down and showed him the the sharp edge of the matchete.

This matchete……”, Stanley began as he brought the blade close to the face of the boy who is being held down on the bed. “……this matchete you see have been given a special occasion type of sharpening……so if you in any way scream for help again or try to put up any kind of resistance, all i will just do is swing it at your waist…..and it will cut your spine into two”.

Samuel sobbed and stared at Stanley with alot of terror in his eyes.

“We are here to take our time with you”, Stanley continued. “So you better don’t make us change our mind because if we do, then your family gonna bury you with two coffins”.

“Please….what do you want from me?”, Samuel asked in tears.

“My best friend said you messed with his friend called Alex….am sure you know him very well because you have being sending threat emails to him….”, Stanley replied “…..and this my friend wants us to beat you beyond recognition before burying this thing in your skull”, he waved the matchete at him.

“Please am sorry…..i swear i won’t do it again…..”, Samuel begged and sobbed like a baby. “I swear…i….i will never ever do it again….please forgive me”.

The boys chuckled on hearing Samuels pleading. Stanley stared at him with a smirk.

“But…..we are here to take on you and your so called jack crew boys gang”, Stanley said. “And seeing that you are just a lying piece of sh:t internet warrior with a miserable life, we will just leave you with a warning”, then he signalled at one of the boys and pointed at the desktop. “Destroy that sh:t”, he ordered.

The boy immediately took out a crowbar from the bag and proceed to smash the desktop computer and it’s monitor. The two boys holding Samuel forced him to watch the thing he treasured most get destroyed. He broke down and cried uncontrollably.

When the boy was done mangling the gadget, Stanley looked at Samuel.

“That’s for thinking that you can hide behind the computer and talk trash to people online”, he said. Then he begin to unbuckle his belt. “Take off his cloths and get the camera……time for the real warning”.

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“And glad you are still alive my boy”, Rogers said to Eric through the phone. “So when are you coming back?”, he asked.

“Tomorrow……you will be picking me up with the others after school”, Eric replied and switched on the T.v as he relaxed on the sofa. “So what do you think about Alex, my twin brother?”, he asked.

“I could hardly tell the difference at first, till i noticed the difference in attitude”, Eric heard Roger’s laughter. “He is kind of uninteresting. And like you said, he was asking questions about me”.

Nina walked into the living-room wearing a night-gown and sat next to Eric. She just had her usual evening shower and smelled of good fragrance that made Eric to steal a glance at her and continue his phone chat. Nina rubbed her hair and took the T.v remote from Eric and switched to the news channel.

“Ok Rogers……see you tomorrow”, Eric concluded the phone talk and ended the call. He dropped the phone beside him and glanced at Nina again.

“Is it your driver friend called Rogers”, she asked.

“Yep…..he is glad to hear that you didn’t kill me”, Eric replied.

“I hope you didn’t tell him everything about us”.

“Nope……you have to worry about Alex doing that…..not me”.

“Okay…….you and that man really did a number on Jim……we picked him up near a car junkyard.”, Nina sighed.

Eric laughed.

“Are you laughing?”, Nina asked irritatedly. “Do you know that if not for his timely phone call to tell me that Alex didn’t enter the family car after school, you wouldnt have a twin brother……i got to the school on time to save him from jumping off the roof”.

“And neither do i give a rat’s ass”, Eric murmured and then focused on the evening news being broadcasted.

Nina ignored him and continue rubbing her long hair. After a few minutes, Eric shift his eyes at her and stared as she continue rubbing her hair.

“What?…..”, she asked without looking at him when she noticed the gaze. “Why are you staring like you want to do something”.

“Nothing…..”, Eric said and looked away.

“Then why are you staring at me?”.

“Just thinking……You must have being a beautiful girl when you were young”.

“Ha…..you should have seen me during my teen years……men just couldnt keep their eyes away from me…..even now”.

“Dont flatter yourself too much woman”.

“Am not joking….”, Nina nudged Eric playfully. “Who do you think gave you all these good looks?”.

Eric gave a faint smile and stared at the T.v screen thoughtfully for some minutes. Then he looked at Nina who was also staring at the bright screen. She too was thinking.

“He misses you a lot”, he said to her quietly. “And i think he still loves you”.

Nina sighed with a downcast gaze. Then she smiled wryly and looked at Eric.

“Even though he has a wife and a happy family?”, she asked.

“If Barry could get a chance to change the past, he will probably do everything in his power to wife you”, Eric said. “I saw it in his eyes when he talked about you”, Eric looked at Nina from head to toe and her body. “I can see the reason why……especially after years of living with that fat noise maker.

“Aww…shut your mouth….what do you even know?”, Nina chuckled.

“And i know that you still love him……..don’t you?”, Eric asked.

Nina remained silent.

“Then why didn’t you marry him?”, he asked again. “If you had done so, alot of bad things that had happened wouldn’t have happened……am sure we would have being one happy family……you, Barry, Alex and me…..and what happened to Esther’s fiance wouldn’t have happened”.

“Well maybe all the things that had happened was for the best”, Nina shrugged.

“What the hell do you mean by that?”, Eric retorted.

“First, i was just nineteen years and he was almost ten years older than me….”, Nina said. “…..secondly i was suppose to torture him into signing some documents before killing him…..but we ended up sweating hard in bed in some cheap rundown motel”.

“Okay….i get the picture”, Eric said with disgust.

“After we did the first round in some back alley”, Nina continued thoughtfully without looking at Eric.

“Oh for goodness sake mom!”, Eric protested. “Do you also want to go into detail on how the both of you did it?”.

Hearing Eric call her “mom” made Nina’s heart to race with joy. She experienced a moment of happiness. She smiled and grabbed Eric’s arm; pulling him closer to her and playfully putting him in a choke hold.

“Yes i want to go into the details”, she joked as both of them struggled playfully on the sofa. She tickled him and both of them laughed.

Then she held Eric’s head close to her bossom and gave him a long kiss is forehead. Doing so, she fought back the tears welling up in her eyes. Some thoughts started creeping into her mind. Thoughts of keeping him for herself…….forever.

Then Eric break away from the motherly cuddle to check his phone made an alert for the new message that just arrived. It was a message from Stanley and it had a video file with it. Eric tapped the play button to know what it was.

He roared with laughter as he watched the video of a stark naked chubby boy with red stretch marks on his back, probably from being whipped with something…….like a belt. He was being lead around a room as he moved on both his hands and knees. And being forced to make the oink oink sound of a pig. Each time he didn’t make the sound, a foot wearing a boot would appear from nowhere and find its way to his ass.

Nina glanced at the video and stared at Eric as he laughed at the performance.

“What?”, he asked her. “This punk is the guy who had been sending Alex those derogatory email…….atleast this is better than ….killing him for sure”.

Nina shook her head with a sigh. She got up and headed towards the dining place. Eric dropped his phone on the sofa and followed her; asking her what was the matter.

Nina sat on one of the chairs in the dining room and pulled the suitcase lying on the dining table closer to her. She punched the key code and unlocked it. Eric who was standing next to her saw the “tools” in the case……her handguns and knife. Then Nina proceed to clean each gun silently after disassembling it.

“Do you always carry these with you?”, Eric asked.

“Most of the time……”, Nina replied.

“Why?”.

“Because of my job……i am a killer…….a hitman…..or rather a hitwoman for the family”, Nina said and then picked up the Glock 19.

“But if your father is the leader of the so called Family, why give you that kind of job?”, Eric asked. “You could have been something else……or something better”.

“Actually being a hitwoman is one of my jobs…..”, Nina said and looked at him. “It’s just that i like it more than the other things that i do for them”, she smiled.

“How did you even end up working for them”, Eric asked again. “I mean…….you could have done something different…..be something different”.

Nina sighed and stared at the gun she held. “I used to be like you”, she said and looked at Eric. “Raised by a different parent……and didn’t even know about it”.

Then she opened a box of catridges and started refilling the gun magazine.

“There were times you felt different……times you felt that something was wrong with you”, Nina continued as she put in the bullets one by one. “Dont you?”, she asked and looked at Eric

Eric couldn’t agree more. He had always felt that way since his childhood. And he had regarded himself as an unstable human being.

“Well you are lucky you had someone like Esther to raise you”, Nina said and picked up another empty magazine. “Mine was worse……i got raised by an abusive parents……foster father was a drunk, mother was even worse……i endured their abuse till i was fourteen”.

“Then what happened?”, Eric asked.

“Well one night my foster dad came back home stinking drunk…..he saw me and decided that it was time for me to lose my virginity”, Nina shook her head with a smirk. “He wanted to have his way with me”.

“Did he……”, Eric began and stared at her.

Nina looked at him. “Hell no….he didn’t succeed”, she smiled brightly.

“What did you do?….you ran away from the house?”.

“I killed him with a pick axe…..swung it at his face. You should have seen the way it popped his eyeball from it’s socket. I also killed his wife for trying to hold me down”.

Eric smiled at the thought of a teenage girl swinging a pick axe at a man with mad rage. Surely the scene after the savagery won’t be a good thing to behold.

“Then i burnt down the house with both of them inside”, Nina concluded.

“So how did you meet the so called Sosai, your real father?”, Eric asked.

“I did my investigations.”, Nina replied. “When i met him, the man wasn’t happy at all……he knew what he was and never wanted me to get caught up in the kind of life he lead. Just like i don’t want you boys to get caught up too”, she inhaled deeply and exhaled gently. “But i was more than eager to be with him……to be like him because i saw the kind of power he wielded. He let me join after letting me know that there is no going back if i do”.

Then Eric picked up the Smith and Wesson handgun. He examined the weapon and felt the cold black carbon steel it was made of. He picked up a loaded clip and slapped it in. Cocking the gun he took an aim and then lowered the “heat”. Nina stared at him with a proud look on her face.

“I always wanted to have one of these after learning how to use it”, he said and handed the gun to her. “Though i don’t think i have any use for it”.

Nina smiled and collect the gun.

“This is my favourite baby”, she said as she stared at it. Then she looked at Eric and handed the gun back to him. “Happy birthday…..you better learn not to shoot yourself”,

Eric hesitated before he took the weapon. He felt the gun again and smiled.

“Esther gonna be very mad at me for having this”, he murmured and glanced at Nina. “I think i will give it a name…..just like Marv of Sin-city did to his gun”.

“Oh yeah?…..so what do you intend to name it?”, Nina chuckled.

“I will call it…..Manute….another character in Sin-city.

“Why him?”.

“He always served his masters very well without question”.

“Well…..”, Nina packed the other handgun into the case. “You have to always clean ‘Manute’ if you want it to serve you well because it could jam on the day you need it the most if you don’t”.

“Have you ever thought of meeting him”, Eric then asked Nina.

“Meeting who?”, she asked.

“Barry”.

Nina said nothing as she continue doing what she was doing. Eric asked her the question again. She didn’t give him an answer. She only hummed in cheery tune to herself and avoided Eric’s steady gaze. This went on for some minutes and Eric got frustrated.

“Am gonna go watch T.v”, he dropped the gun on the table and went to the refrigerator.

Nina then sighed and looked at Eric.

“Do you think he loves me?”, she asked quietly.

“Of course…..he loves you”, Eric replied as he took a can of beer from the fridge. Then he opened the beer and sat on a dining chair. “Why don’t you meet him”, Eric suggested. “He misses you alot”.

Nina thought about it for some seconds and shook her head.

“No….i can’t”, she murmured.

“I want you to meet him…..please”, Eric begged. “

Nina looked at him and smiled.

“Am sorry son….it cannot happen”.

BLOODLINE Episode 18
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