The Bishop, His Slut, And A Third Party 19
I open my eyes and look at the time, an hour thirty minute has passed. Flora is still lying in my arms, only that her body feels cold. I hear the Bishop yelling outside for the guys to open the door and to hurry. I am relieved he’s finally here with the doctor. Truth is, I’ve never been so glad to see the bastard who has ruined my life.
“Flora, wake up. The Bishop is here and he’s brought the doctor with him,” I say shaking Flora to wake her up. But there is no response from her. I hear the door open and I continue to shake her but she is still sleeping. Bishop Marc, the doctor and a nurse rush in and the doctor asks me to step aside and give them room. I don’t want to let go of her but I reluctantly give them space. I let her go and I get off the bed, standing just by the side. I’m all drenched in her blood but I don’t care.
“Blondie, you have blood all over you, are you okay? Did they hurt you too?” a supposed concerned Bishop asks in a shaky voice.
“What do you care? Isn’t this your plan for her? Please don’t talk to me, my major concern right now is Flora.” I yell at the Bishop and turn to face the doctor and nurse examining Flora. The doctor sighs as he shifts away from her. He looks at me and says,
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry you took too long to get here? I get it. Just wake her up.” I reply.
“I’m sorry she’s gone.” the doctor says.
“Gone to where? She’s right here. Wake her up for me.” I tell him, my voice is shaky in my throat now.
“She’s dead, Blondie.” the doctor tells me and makes to hold my shoulder but I shove his hands off and climb the bed. I pick my friend up and I notice she’s limb, I shake her and call her name but she does not respond.
“Flora, wake up damn it! Wake up you bitch! You lied to me, you fucking lied to me. You promised you won’t leave me alone. Common my love, don’t do this to me, I am begging you in the name of God, please don’t leave me. I can’t go through this without you. Baby please, don’t leave me alone.” I am crying and screaming at the top of my voice. I shake her furiously but the best woman I’ve ever met, the lioness of the jungle, my soul sister, she’s really gone. How can this be? How can life be this cruel to me. I hold her tight to my chest, I squeeze her into my embrace. Screaming her name into her ear. I have never felt the kind of pain I am feeling right now.
The Bishop walks up to me, as soon as he touches me and tries to comfort me, I lose it. I let go of Flora’s body and attack him. I hit him so hard he almost falls to the floor. He’s body guards come at me but he warns them not to lay a finger on me.
“I’m so sorry Blondie, I didn’t want this to happen to her.”
“Shut up you Bastard, this has been your plan. Now what are you waiting for? Kill me as well, shoot me. I am already dead, my world has ended, you can as well kill me and ease me out of the pain I feel right now.”
The Bishop ignores me and he does not hit back. He asks them to take her body to the ambulance so they can deposit it in a morgue. But I run back to the bed and hold unto Flora,
“I won’t let you guys take her away from me. Back off you worthless nitwits.” I yell.
They step back. The Bishop asks everyone to step outside and leave me alone with Flora’s body and he is the last person to leave.
“Okay Flo, they are gone now, you can stop pretending. It’s just you and I now.” I whisper to her but she is gone. I cry bitterly, I plant kisses all over her face as her cold body hits me with reality. My sister is dead. I’m alone. “Flo, why? How can you do this to me? What do I do now? That bullet should have hit me instead, I dragged you into this mess. Flora, please forgive me, this is all my fault.” I cry my eyes out at the top of my voice but my twin of fate is dead. I can’t believe it.
The door opens and Bishop Marc walks in again. He comes close to me as I sit here rocking Flora in my arms.
“Blondie, I am sorry, but we have to take her. I swear I feel bad about this but she will start to decay and smell.” he says softly.
“I don’t care about the smell.”
“But she will decay. I’m sure you don’t want that for her. Please think about it.”
The devil makes sense. I don’t want to remember my friend in that horrible state, so sadly, I have to let her go.
“This is not how we planned it, we were supposed to defeat the devil together, Flora, why?” I cry as I watch them carry my twin of fate away. Bishop Marc remains in the room, I wonder what he is still doing here.
“What are you still doing here you murderer?”
“Baby, I am sorry, I never wanted it to end like this. For God sake……….”
I quickly interrupt him, “Careful there. I’m not sure you are allowed to call God’s name. You may burst into flames. It’s an abomination for a demon like you to speak about God.”
“I see so much hate in your eyes. I swear I didn’t ask them to kill her. And I will prove it to you. Come with me.”
I don’t know what he’s up to but I follow him. He leads me outside. There are a few men standing out here, all armed. Calvin and Tom are also here.
“Who fired the shot that killed Flora?” Bishop Marc asks but no one answers. He asks again and this time, Tom replies.
“I did Boss. She was armed and dangerous.”
“I didn’t ask you to kill anyone, did I?”
“Boss, I thought that was your plan for her. She was a threat.
Without saying anything else, Bishop Marc pulls a gun and shoots three bullets into Tom’s head. He falls to the ground and dies. “Take him away and bury him in the deepest part. Where we bury traitors.”
In my head, I wonder what he intends to achieve by this cruel act. As if I have not seen enough people die from gunshots. I don’t know why, but I don’t feel sorry for Tom, he was a sick bastard and deserved what he got, if the Bishop didn’t do it, I would have done it myself. I walk back into the cabin, and the Bishop follows me.
“He wasn’t acting on my instructions.” he says to me.
“I swear to you Marc, you are going to hell on a Limo. You are the devil himself. What are you still doing here? Shouldn’t you be going back to your hell?”
“I am waiting for you. Go take off the blood stained clothes and clean up. I have to take you somewhere else. It’s obvious I can’t trust these guys to look after you.”
The devil makes sense again, although with Flora dead, what do I care? He can tie me up in a cave full of soldier ants for all I care. Life makes no meaning without Flo. Funny enough the Bishop refuses to leave. He insists on leaving this place with me and makes it clear that I have no choice. I go into the bathroom and take my bath before putting on the set of clothes he handed me before I went into the bathroom. I can’t stop mourning the loss of my best friend. She died because of me, how will I ever get over this? How will I ever forgive myself? After I am dressed, he opens the door for me, as soon as I step outside, I see a lot of armed men. In a few seconds, I realize I don’t recognize any of them as the Bishop`s men . Since I am the first person to step out of the cabin, one of the armed men standing by the door quickly grabs me and pulls me aside. Bishop Marc steps out and immediately, the man by the door places a gun to his head. He had no idea what was happening outside neither do I.
“What nonsense is this? Who are you? This is a private property and you all are trespassing.” the Bishop yells angrily.
“This is the Interpol, put your hands where I can see them. We have surrounded the entire land. You are under arrest for murders, human trafficking, and gun running.” one of the armed men says.
“Where is your warrant. And what evidence do you have? By the way, how did you find this place?”
“I brought them.” a voice says. I can’t see the person because of the gang of Police men. But that voice is familiar, very familiar. Just that I have not heard that voice in years.
Two men emerge from behind the police men, the first one I see is Perry, but I’m certain that wasn’t his voice. The second man emerges and I almost have a heart attack. It’s Savior!! How? When? What? How is that possible. I don’t know what’s happening to me right now, I can’t explain this emotion. I run towards them and Perry opens his arms to embrace me. But for some reason I am yet to understand, I run past Perry and right into the arms of Savior. I can’t help the tears pouring down my face. But I am so glad to see my Savior again.
“Savior? How do is this possible?” Bishop Marc exclaims, almost fainting. I can see he’s almost having a heart attack. He clutches his chest and his face is white like someone who has just seen a ghost.
“Yes, in the flesh. Don’t die of cardiac arrest just yet. I know what you are thinking, but no, I am not a ghost. You shot me, I know. You asked them to bury me in a the forest. Well yes, they obeyed your orders. But while Calvin and Kay were about burying me, they discovered I was still alive and decided to help me. They hid me and managed to get me to a hospital. I spent months in a coma. And when I woke up, I was told how you took my woman and tricked her with your lies. So you see, I’ve been following you ever since and plotting your downfall, but you made your day of reckoning come sooner when you spilled the blood of my only sister.When you planned the accident of my parents just so you can inherit the entire Marc’s family fortune, I was too young to do anything, but now, you will pay for it Uncle Marc.” Savior addresses the Bishop whose shock is now very obvious.
“Traitors! I am surrounded by traitors.” Bishop Marc yells in anger. Then he turns to Perry. “Son, even you? A man can’t trust his own blood? Why?”
“Two reasons Father, first, to avenge the death of my mother. You killed her when she found out about your illegal deals and illicit lifestyle. She threatened to report you and you killed her and lied that she had cancer. What you didn’t know was that she left me a letter, she sealed it and asked her friend to give it to me when I turn 18. That is why I have always hated you.” Perry says.
“What is the second reason?” Bishop Marc asks.
“Well, just doing my job.”
“Your job? What do you mean?”
“I work with a secret intergovernmental agency with a strong network among the African countries which make up the African Union. As a field agent, you were part of my major assignment. We knew you have links to organizations involved with arms dealing and terrorism. For years, the agency have tried to track you but you have always had a perfect cover as a respected man of God. Being your son made it easy, so the agency trusted me with your case when they knew I couldn’t stand you and I am nothing like you. It was because of you I chose this profession. So that I can work against everything you stand for. I found documents but they were not enough to bring you down because we could not locate this place. Not until Savior called me yesterday after one of your men informed him about his sister and Blessing.”
“You are not my son, you are just like your spineless mother. I should have killed you then.”
Bishop Marc shouts out of anger and suddenly he pulls a little gun from nowhere and shots at Perry, he is also shot by the Police and both father and son fall to the ground. It’s as if I am in an action film. I close my ears with both my hands because I can’t stand one more sound of gun shot. The traumatic sight of blood gets to me, I feel like I can’t breath, I’m suddenly weak, dizzy and gasping for breath. My legs can nolonger carry me and I see myself falling. I can hear Savior calling me as he picks me up. I can also hear the police men calling for an ambulance to take Perry and Bishop Marc. Everything fades off as my eyes involuntarily shuts.
I just had the worst dream ever! I dreamed that Flora was shot and she died in my arms, I also dreamed that Savior came back to life and Bishop Marc was arrested by the Interpol. What a terrible dream, well, I liked the part where Bishop Marc was arrested. I open my eyes and then it hits me, I am in a hospital. How did I get here and when? I try to lift my left hand but the sting from the needle attached to the drip draws my attention. I turn my head to the right and I see someone sitting here. I wait for my eyes to adjust to the lights. Then I see him again. So it wasn’t a dream after all, it was real? I did see Savior, he returned. I really did run past Perry and into Savior’s arms. He’s really alive, I can’t believe it. But wait, if it wasn’t a dream, then it means Flora is really dead, no, it can’t be. I break down and start to cry again.
“No no my darling, you shouldn’t be doing that. Don’t cry, please baby.” Savior says to me as he gets up from the chair and comes to sit beside me on the bed.
“I want Flora, please bring me Flora. She can’t leave me alone.” I cry.
“I’m sorry baby, my sister is gone.”
“Its all my fault, I should have been the one who died.”
“Its not your fault Blessing. Uncle Marc will pay for it. This is all his fault. I am so sorry I couldn’t protect you that night, they took me unawares.”
He holds me in his arms and I know for sure it’s Savior. He’s signature scent, his strong arms, his tattoos. It’s Savior alright. He consoles me and I scold him for staying away for too long.
“Why did you stay away from us for too long? If Flora had known you were alive, she wouldn’t have gone on a quest to look for you. Why didn’t you come for us sooner?”
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have stayed away so long. I couldn’t reach Flora, you know how she is. If she had any idea Bishop Marc had hurt me, she would have confronted him straight on. I was trying to protect all of us and figure out how best to bring him down.,”
That’s true, Flora would have openly attacked him for hurting her brother. But still, his silence has cost us. Nothing good has come out of it.
“Blessing, you haven’t asked me about Perry, why is that?” Savior asks me.
“No reason. How is he?”
“Well, they are both recovering. Perry is fine, he’s in a bit of pain but he will live. The bullet didn’t harm any of his organs. Bishop was shot on his arm. There are some security agents watching him. He will be taken to prison pending his trial. A lot of prominent men have also been arrested.”
What will happen to him?”
“His links with the terrorists organization and the fact that he supplies them with weapons makes him and his gangs responsible for thousands of lives lost across the African continent. Arms and ammunition were found on that site that day. All put together worth billions of dollars. There is no way he will be coming out of this one. It’s all over the news. Finally, Bishop Marc makes it on CNN, but not in a good way.”
“And Flora?”
“She will be buried tomorrow.”
“How come you never told me you had a sister?”
“Well, I was waiting for us to leave the place. You and I know that location is no place for a romantic conversation. I had a lot of things to tell you, but I wanted to get you out of there first. After her burial, you and I need to talk.”
I’m glad Bishop Marc will pay for all his sins. But that will not bring back my Flora. I miss her so much that it hurts. How can I say goodbye to her? I stand here, watching them lower my best friend into the ground and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. This really hurts, it hurts so bad my heart just can’t take it. I have cried my eyes out and it feels like there is no more tears left in me. It’s so hard. But in all this, I am glad I am not doing this alone, I am glad Savior is here with me. Everyone from the Bishop’s Mansion are here. Including Becca and Georgina, the Bishop’s wife. Everyone gives me a hug, even Becca.
“Flora was a brave girl you know” I hear a voice say behind me. I turn around and it’s Georgina. “She is my hero, she did what I have been too scared to do, I mean, I don’t even have the guts.” I look at her in shock. “Yes, I know what Marc was, but I also know that people like him are dangerous, I didn’t want to end up like Perry’s mother. I found out a lot of things after I had agreed to marry him and there was nothing I could do. I mean, what kind of Man of God locks his bedroom and let’s no one in? Well, one day, I sneaked in and saw what I shouldn’t have. I have lived in fear all these years. I have you and Flora to thank for my freedom. May she rest in peace.” then she hugs me and walks away.
Becca apologizes to me for everything, she blames her antagonism towards me on jealousy. Well, we make peace and go our separate ways. I have not seen Perry since that day and it’s been four days now. I can’t help feeling torn between Perry and Savior, I know I shouldn’t be talking about these men now because I just buried my friend, but this is an issue I must address and the earlier the better, so that I can move on with my life.
“Blessing, I know that this is too early, but I have waited years to see you again. I have not stopped thinking about you.”
“We just buried my friend Savior, your sister. Can we do this another time?”
“I know, but Flora wouldn’t mind. Do you love Perry or not? You already moved on smoothly without me.”
“I thought you were dead.”
“How could you have been sure? Did you mourn me at all? It hurts to lose my only sister, but it also hurts to lose you to Bishop Marc’s family.”
“You are also his family. By the way, I can’t do this now.”
“Do you love Perry or not? You know sooner or later, you will have to make that choice?”
“Just leave me alone. Take me to the hospital. I can’t handle this right now.”
There is an awkward silence in the car. I am here, battling with myself. How do I get out of this? I’ve already had a father and son fight over me, I can’t have these cousins fight over me too. But truth is I love them both, I never stopped loving Savior. I love Perry but how do I stay with him? The son of the man who made my life a nightmare? This is going to be a tough one.
“Hello Perry,” I greet as I step into his hospital ward.
“Baby, you’ve finally come to see me. I was beginning to think you are through with me.” he says, smiling.
“No, not so. I am just trying to come to terms with the death of Flora.”
“I know, I get it. I still can’t believe it either. How are you holding up?”
“I’m hanging in there. How are you?”
“In a little pain, but I will heal. Although emotionally, not so good.”
“How do you mean?”
“Listen Blessing, I don’t need a soothsayer to tell me you are still in love with Savior. I don’t want to put you on a difficult spot. I saw how you ran into his arms that day and clearly ignored me. I don’t mean to make you feel bad but I understand. You met him first, and he had told me a lot about you. But I honestly thought he was dead. I am not going to fight my cousin over his woman. Besides, there is no way you will love a man whose father made the worst of your life and killed your only true family, Flora. I just want you to be happy. Plus I’m not all disappointed, I will return to America a fulfilled man. I was able to nail a criminal no one could, you have no idea what this means for my career.”
Perry just made it easy for me. Looking at it from his perspective, he is more into his job. He may have brought down his father, but he was doing his job and coupled with his quest to get justice for his mother. It wasn’t about me at all. I was just an icing on the cake. He loves me in his own way, but his quest was not about me. Unlike Savior whose driving force has always been me. He has been loyal to the Bishop all his life until he fell in love with me. I am the only reason he went against the Bishop. I am glad there is no hard feeling between Perry and I. We hug and I leave.
I walk back to meet Savior waiting for me in the car park, I just walk straight into his arms and kiss him.
“I chose you Savior, I chose to be with you.”
“I knew you will, my heart has never lied to me. I haven’t stopped loving you my woman.”
Savior and I kiss for a brief moment right here in the parking lot. I lost my friend Flora, and she sent me a companion.
“I have a surprise for you. It’s something I have been working on after I recovered from the gun shots and gone into hiding.”
“No Savior. I’m not in the mood. I can’t handle any surprises right now. Nothing can make me feel better. I just need to rest, I’m tired. I watched a woman I love so much being lowered into the ground today, it’s the saddest thing to ever happen to me. I’m exhausted. I don’t even know where to go from here.”
“To my house ofcourse. I have a small estate which I had built secretly remember? The address was in the bag I gave you that night.”
“Yes, which you built with the money you made from working with that murderer. You were his right hand man and did a lot of nasty things for him.”
“I swear to you Blessing, I have never taken a life. I have never spilled blood in my entire life, well, unless it was in self defense ofcourse.” he smiles.
“Don’t even be smug about it. I want nothing to do with that demon’s money.”
“Its not his money, I worked all my life for everything I have, it was never handed to me, I had to sweat for it. Anyways, let’s forget about that for now. Get into the car. We will go to my house and then tomorrow, I will take you to your surprise.
Savior takes me to his house, it’s quite a big house for a man of his age, but what can I say? I ask him to leave me alone for the night, I just want to be left alone.
“Blessing, I’m grieving too, but we need each other.”
I convince him to leave me alone and he respects me. After I take a shower, I spend the entire night crying for my loss. I am glad I have her brother but it’s not the same without her. I must have fallen asleep while crying because by the time I open my eyes, it’s morning already and Savior is here with a tray of break fast.
“Good morning baby, slept well?” he asks and I nod. “I doubt that, I heard you cry all night. I couldn’t sleep either because I was burning with desire for you. I brought you breakfast in bed, eat up and freshen up. We are going out.”
After I had gotten ready, Savior takes me in his car. I don’t know where we are going but since he won’t tell me, I won’t push it. It’s a long drive, I must have fallen asleep due to the fact that I didn’t get enough sleep last night. I open my eyes and find myself in a familiar environment, a place I haven’t been to in years. It’s the house I grew up in, my mother’s and step father’s house. But how did Savior know about this place?
“But Savior, how?”
“Shhhh, don’t say anything, just come with me.”
“I can’t go in there Savior, I can’t face my mother. She will destroy me, how dare you bring me here? How could you betray me like this?”
“Just come with me, I promise, you won’t regret it.”
He takes me by the hand and practically drags me into the building, a few things have changed here and there but it’s the same house I grew up in. The first person I see is Ms Christiana. She runs to me and throws her arms around me with tears in her eyes. I am so happy to see her again, I have missed her so much.
“Oh Blessing, I have missed you.” she screams. “Look at you, you have grown up so much and into a beautiful woman.” she holds my hand and spins me around.
“Ms Christiana, it’s so good to see you again. I never believed we will see each other again. You have no idea what the world is really like out there. It’s been hell, a bit of an adventure though.”
“I am glad you came back home.”
I am happy to be here, to face my past. But I am confused. What is really going on here? Where is everyone?
“What happened to you Bless? You just disappeared into thin air.” Ms Christiana asks in tears.
“Its a long story. I will tell you all about it, but first, where is everyone?”
“Hello Blessing,” a familiar voice says from behind me.
I turn around and I almost pee in my pant. It’s my step father, my Daddy. Tears well up in he’s eyes, he looks a bit older, like he’s been through a lot. I walk towards him and notice he’s not getting up to hug me, in as much as he’s exited to see me. I look again and notice what he’s sitting on, it’s a wheel chair. I run into his arms and kneel in front of him, wrapping my arms around him and also wiping his hears.
“What happened to you Daddy?” I cried.
“Ohh Blessing, it’s so good to see you. I am so sorry for everything I put you through. It was all my fault. I should have been a better father to you, forgive me sweetheart, please forgive me.”
“There is nothing to forgive, you did your best. You loved me in your own way. What happened to you?”
“I woke up months later on the hospital bed, unable to to feel my legs, turns out the bullet got a better part of my spinal cord. The doctors wanted to fly me abroad to go take care of it, but I have refused. I promised myself that this wheel chair will be my punishment until you are found and I am sure that you are happy because I am the one who ruined your life.”
“No daddy.”
“Please call me Father,”
“Yes father, you didn’t ruin my life. My mother did. I still don’t know why she hated me so much. She really wanted me dead.”
“After I woke up, I discovered that Eve had told everyone I was not going to wake up and she put it in the news that you had shot me. I found a way to stop the police from searching for you. I also found out you never made it to my lawyers.”
“But….. but Bishop Marc told me you died.” I stammer. “The Private Investigator brought back pictures from your funeral, I saw pictures and everything.”
“That couldn’t have been my funeral. It must have been photo shopped. Who is Bishop Marc? the name sounds familiar.”
“That’s the man that has been on the news for the past few days Daniel. He’s the dangerous arms trafficker who also posed as a man of God. But Bless, how did you ever get to be mixed up with such a person?”
Did Ms Christiana just call my step father by his first name? What is going on here? Anyway, that’s not my business, she has spent all her life taking care of his family, she deserves to be happy.
“Where is Mother and my siblings?”
“I relocated your siblings to America after your mother’s trial.”
He goes on to tell me how he gave the police the correct statement and ordered for my mother’s arrest. She was sentenced to 15years imprisonment. I don’t feel sorry for her, she got what she deserved, I only feel bad for my siblings. My step father tells me how Savior had come in search of him and told him he will bring me one day to see him. I tell him my story and we are just glad I am a free woman right now and the old days are past now. My step father gives Savior and I his blessings and we return home later in the night. It’s as if for the first time, my life is finally falling into place. I feel relieved knowing I will no longer be on the run and I no longer have to watch my back.
“I don’t know how to thank you Savior. For all you have been through for me. Who could have thought I will end up with a man who held me hostage back in the middle of nowhere?” I tease him.
“I just couldn’t handle your rejection of me then. I loved you and didn’t know how to express it.”
“Don’t worry about it, I don’t regret it. I loved everything you did to me. I just enjoyed playing hard to get. Besides, which woman in her right mind can resist you.”
“But you have resisted me for days now.”
“That’s because I was mourning. I still am. But I’m sure Flora will want me to be happy. And I’m also sure that wherever she is, she is happy I ended up with her brother. But since everyone I had thought were dead came back to life, I would give anything for Flora to come back too. Oh who am I kidding? I saw her being lowered into the earth. My super woman is dead and she’s not coming back.” I begin to cry.
“There, there my Love. You have cried enough. I think it’s time you live. Life is for the living. You have cried everyday and believe me, every time you shed tears you make her sad.”
“That’s the sleaziest line I’ve heard. You just want to seduce me.”
“Well, is it working?”
“Almost, keep trying.”
“I have missed you so much Blessing, the thought of you was what kept me alive. I knew I had to marry you, I love you a lot. I love your body. I miss your body, I miss your scent, I miss your pussy.”
By this time, my pussy is already tingling with lustful excitement and desires. “I’m not ready for this Savior,”
Savior begins to kiss me, and my resolve which was not strong to begin with quickly fades. He kisses me hard, and fast, and then pawed at my breasts. He pulls the padded shoulders of my dress down to expose my bra. In one rapid motion he unhooks my bra and pushes the straps down over my shoulders.
“Ohmygod, I’ve missed these big girls!” he says referring to my breasts and with that he grasps one breast, while sucking the nipple of the other. I am getting lost with the attention, and the anticipation.
“Feel that!” he says as he guides my hand toward his pants. His penis, hot and hard, is already exposed. “Feel it!”