DIE!!! episode 2

DIE . . . . . . . . .
EPISODE 2 . . . . . . . . .

Marcus was tip toeing into his
own room when
Pastor Joel came out from the
master’s bedroom
suddenly. To the bewilderment
of his son and
himself, none of them could
have expected to
see each other in the corridor
at such time.

“Dad!” Shrieked Marcus, the
door to his parents’ room
ought to have creaked loudly
when his
father opened it, but it hadn’t
made any sound
at all.
“What are you doing here at
this time of the
day?” Pastor Joel was already
frowning.
“I was. . . I. . .I was just…I could
hear sounds of running water
when sleeping, like the kitchen
tap was opened, and so I
thought it wise to
confirm that none of the taps
in the house was
opened to avoid pond before
daylight.”
“And was it?”
“Noo…noo… not at all.” Marcus
swallowed hard, anxious and
happy that his lie was working
out
fine.
“Hnmmm, M-a-r-c-u-s, I have
always known
you to be a sleeping buffalo,
how come you of
all people in the house heard
the running tap?”
Before Marcus could defend
himself further, his father
hurried him to sleep and not
until he
entered his room and closed
the door behind
himself did Pastor Joel leave
the corridor and
headed towards Benedicta’s
room as if to
confirm if truly Marcus had not
visited the place.
*** Benedicta knew – from
where she stood
shivering – that the new
pacing footstep that
disturbed the ray of light at the
base of her door
wasn’t Marcus’. She could
guess who it was,
judging from the discussion
which she had
eavesdropped some few
seconds back. Her fear became
climaxed when the shadow
stopped at
her door step and she knew he
was going to
knock.
She flung herself into bed, and
covered her
‘almost naked’ self with her
blanket totally, so
that the visitor would not
suspect that his son had been
into her room earlier.
Her fear was that the man
would come in and
ask her questions to justify his
hypothesis about
their affair. When the man
knocked quietly,
Bene froze under the blanket;
she was
practically blank about what to
say to defend her poor self
when interrogated.
When she did not give any
response to
welcome the intruder, he
opened the door
quietly, and Benedicta could
picture another
silhouette appear at her door,
this was bigger
than the first, an adult, no one
needed to tell her who it was,
she could almost see him
through
the blanket that covered her –
it was her uncle –
Pastor Joel himself.
He groped around the wall for
the switch and
soon turned it on. Benedicta
thought for a
second that the man was
going to tear her apart before
she started confessing and the
tentative
steps he took towards her
made her almost
jump out of bed in fear, but
she maintained her
posture and even pretended to
snore louder at
every nearing step.
Joel stood beside her and
leaned towards her to wake
the young girl. His first tap
seemed
careless but when he did tap
her the second
time on the same spot, Bene
knew it wasn’t as
careless as she had assumed.
“Bene” He was saying almost
in a whisper,
“Benedicta” He said again very
quietly and softly before he
tapped her a third time on the
same
spot – he bulged buttocks.
The tap was nasty and seemed
unintentional
each time, Benedicta could only
think of
continuing to pretend as if she
was sleeping,
her hope was that if the man
was convinced that she wasn’t
awake despite the tapping, he
would go.
Seeing she wasn’t awaken by
his tap, Joel
pulled the girl’s blanket down
slightly; exposing
part of her bare small chest in
the process. The
man sniffed hard and soon
started playing with the young
girl’s part.
Benedicta was shocked to the
bones at what
her uncle was doing, at that
point she didn’t
know what to do, she only
continued to snore
in her ignorance but her
heartbeat knocked
against her chest so much that
it seemed it would fall out, it
was very unbelievable for Joel
to deny noticing.
Pastor Joel chose to be
deceived by her snore;
he pulled the blanket off totally
as he crept over
the sleeping girl.
“Benedicta” He whispered
again, “are you awake?”
The fifteen year old girl kept
mute from shock.
She couldn’t believe that the
man who she
thought was her uncle could
attempt what his
son had regularly been doing
to her. ‘Clergy!’
she though and froze even
more and then she blamed her
parents for trusting someone
in the
first place, knowing that she
had barely been
away from them in her entire
life.
“Benedictaaaa” Joel whispered
playfully. As he
unzipped his pants, the girl
had no choice but to
fight her way through, but he
had been ready for this, he
glued her to her bed with his
powerful hands and
whispered silence into her
ears. “Keep calm” he said, “It’s
just me, your
uncle Joel”
She flinched forcefully, but his
grip was tight,
“This is bad” she could not tell
why she whispered and didn’t
scream.
“Don’t worry dear. Just don’t
worry. It’ll be
alright” with this he was
already proceeding
with his evil plan.
Benedicta could only cry quietly
as she
struggled forcefully with the
man, but her attempts to stop
him did nothing until he had
had his feel over her.
The scenario went on for less
than ten minutes,
and when the monster was
done, he shuddered
and collapsed heavily beside
her, a satisfied
wide grin crossed his face, this
made her cover her face in
shame.
“C’mon baby. Stop acting like a
child. . . After all,
it isn’t as if you were a virgin
anyway . . . you are
not new at this.” His voice cut
her lke a sharp
knife slicing a chicken’s neck.
“But you are a Pastor!” “Stop
that, see. . . Pastor is just a title”
When
there was an abrupt silence
after his speech, he
spoke further to the sobbing
girl, “see Bene, if
you tell anybody about this,
first I’ll tell them
that you were not a virgin
when this happened
and I bet you they would all
want to know how that
happened before anyone asks
me
questions and I may even deny
it vehemently
and that would double your
disgrace. The
choice is yours.”
The girl kept sobbing, she
could not think of the
best way out, she really
believed that people would
actually clamor to know how a
girl of
fifteen wasn’t a virgin before
anyone necked
into how a pastor raped her
but Benedicta was
unaware that irrespective of
the fact that she
wasn’t a virgin, the Pastor’s
offence was more
grievous and more punishable.
Joel tried comforting the young
girl before
leaving her room, he tried to
say as much
beautiful things as he could
and he even
promised her many many
things if she
cooperated, but none of it all
got her heart away
from the event. She felt hurt
and helpless. He left her room
before the first cock crow. She
cried and cried until her eyes
were sore red and
when she finally slept, she
overslept and had a
good reason not to attend the
morning
devotion with others.

TO BE CONTINUED.... (episode 3)

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