A New Creation episode 21

A New Creation

Chapter 21A

“Roy?” Gentle called from in,side the house. He proceeded to open the door immediately, wanting to quarrel with Roy for setting him up with Slimmy. “Guy you mess up today, big time!” He said as he got to the door and began to unlock it with the key.

Something striked his mind the moment he was about to completely unlock the door, he remembered Roy using the bunch of keys in his hands to open the door to the room for him and Slimmy, he must still have the bunch of keys with him and moreover, Roy doesn’t go out without his spare key. He then decided to remove the key to peep through the the key h0le, he didn’t get to see much because the keyh0le was very tiny but he saw 3 figures wearing black trousers.

“Roy, I got the wrong keys” He said as calm as he could in order not to ar-use any suspicion from the intruders “Am coming, let me get the key in the room”.

He tiptoed to the room and brought out his phone and dialled Roy’s number.

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After much persuasion, Roy had no choice but to follow Angela to church and moreover Malia said she was always going to be in the church, it will be a better opportunity to get close to her . They held each other’s hands as they walked on the road that leads to the church, they held each others hands with different motives. Angela held his hand thinking they were like brothers and sisters in the Lord, Roy held her hand to get s-nsation and also to tickle her palms at interval.

They were just a pole away from the church when Roy’s phone started ringing, he quickly brought out the phone and clicked on the receive button.

“Hello Gentle, I know you must be angry with me right now”

“Roy where are you”

“I am, errmmm, I am going to church” Roy stuttered thinking Gentle was going to mockery of him.

“Get a hold of my brother right now, I am under attack”

“What, how, where” Roy started shivering.

“They are at your door right now, I can’t keep them out for so long, please act fast” Gentle replied.

“Okay Okay” Roy ended the call and started calling Slimmy’s number.

“What’s wrong, why are you fidgeting?” Angela asked but got no reply from Roy who was visibly shaking.

“Hello Slimmy” Roy said with a trembling voice.

“Fear fear boy, how far na” Slimmy asked teasingly.

“Slimmy, Gentle just called me ooh, he said he is under an attack”

“Attack” Slimmy scre-med “Who are they, how many of them, where are they”

“At my house, I don’t know how many of them there is” Roy replied now trembling more and more.

“Where are you Roy”

“Am at church”

“Alright” Slimmy could hear the noise of loudspeaker in the background so he had no reason to doubt him “Just stay where you, don’t go to your place” Slimmy Ordered and terminated the call.

“What’s all these things you are saying” Angela asked on top of her voice.

“You won’t understand Angela”

“Then make me understand, Brother Roy are you a cultist”

“Of course not” Roy snapped back.

“Who then is attacking who”

“It’s my friend that is been attacked, he is a cultist”

“You have a cultist under your roof Brother Roy” Angela still scre-med on top of her voice.

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“I hope you brought that gun we smuggled from the tigers” One of the guys standing in front of door asked.

“Yes boss, I got it here” the second one replied.

“Good” the first one nodded his head.

“Boss, is this guy not talking too long” the third guy whispered.

They knocked the door a couple more times and when they got no reply, they decided to bring down the door.

Gentle could hear them banging the door heavily from in,side the kitchen, now he began to regret not bringing his gun along to Roy’s house just because he thought Roy might not like the idea of him having a gun under his roof and also because he believed that peace had taken over between them and their major rivals The white tigers. He started searching round the kitchen and eventually he found a table knife and a wooden turning stick, he hid the knife behind his trousers and the turning stick under his shirt at the front. Then be began to proceed back to the living room.
He carried the centre table gently and went to place it in front of the door, then he returned and hid himself behind the three seater sofa where he could take the attackers by surprise.

He had faced worse odds and had managed to escape but he didn’t escape all by himself, he had his brother’s support then. At that moment he started reminiscing the countless attacks he had done with his Brother, countless lives they have both taken, he remembered a wh0le lot of things they have done together, how they have boasted right from childhood that nothing will ever come in between them. Now here they are, just a little misunderstanding with a girl and they couldn’t even stick together anymore. He started regretting a lot of his actions, he shouldn’t have moved out of the mansion, he should have reconciled with Slimmy when he came earlier in the day. He should have done a lot of things in a much better way, he was still deep in reminiscing when he saw the door cracked, with one more kick to the door, the door will give way, he stayed on his knees with the knife in his hand well held and the turning stick on the floor, he was ready to attack.

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Slimmy who was about having s€× with Hadijat when Roy called him, he didn’t bother putting on a shirt before rushing to get his car keys and driving out leaving Hadijat in bewilderment because Slimmy didn’t tell her what was happening, all he knew was that there is a problem.

Slimmy rode as fast as he could, cladded in only a camouflage three quarter short. He brought out his phone and dialled Nazaretha’s number.

“Hello Nazaretha”

“Boss”

“Gather everyone you can and every weapon you can, meet me at Roy’s house immediately” He ordered and terminated the call without waiting for a reply from Nazaretha. Slimmy drove like a mad man that he was at that very moment, at that moment he was mad with rage because merely thinking of his brother dying was making him go mad, if his brother should go down then he will never forgive himself.

Chapter 21B

Gentle could see six legs enter into the house. He held his breath as they spread out quietly in different directions, one of them was coming in his direction. He tightened his grip on the knife handle and positioned himself for the person approaching.

Just in front of the sofa, the person stopped and turned back, there was a pause in their movements. Gentle could hear them mumbling some words to each other but he couldn’t make out what was being said.
“The guy must be somewhere around, maybe he’s gone through the backdoor.” An unrecognized voice finally spoke loud. There was quietness for some minutes and their movements began again.
From where Gentle was, he saw someone enter into the corridor between the rooms. He rubbed his eyes with his palms to be sure of what he was seeing. He recognized the back view of the person. “No, it can’t be.” He argued in his heart.
Then he heard the footsteps approaching his direction again. He was waiting patiently for the person to stop in front of him but he ran out of luck. His phone rang.

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“Stop scre-ming!” Roy shouted at Angela in a command tone. “I’m the one who has a cultist in his house and not you.”
“What if he dies in your house, you’ll be in trouble with the school authorities and you may be rusticated.” Angela voiced out her fears.
“He can’t die in my house,” Roy stated, trying as much as possible to look bold.
“But what if he kills somebody in your house?” Angela pestered on.
Roy turned away, backing Angela now as he had no answer to her last question. He was greatly afraid and trembling all over but he still tried to put up a bold face.

“But why do you have to harbour a cultist in your house when you know that it is against the school rules?” Angela asked another question, this time with less pressure in her voice.
Roy turned back and faced her, staring at her face like a confused person who needed help, which was exactly what he was at that moment. “But what was I supposed to do?” He asked in a soft voice. “I couldn’t have sent him away or refused to help him, he’s like a brother to me. You know, I’m trying to really be born again but when I have people like that around me, I don’t think that would be possible soon.”

“No, don’t talk like that,” Angela cautioned him in a calm tone. She placed her left hand on his shoulder, “you could be changed completely and even that person could be changed too.”
“Hehe,” Roy gave a short unfunny laugh and then looked into Angela’s eyes with a doubting smile. “Gentle can never change, not even now that his twin is the leader of the cult and he’s like the second in command.”

“Are you serious?” Angela w¡dened her eyes in surprise, taking off her hand from his shoulder. “You’re actually hosting the second in command of a cult group in your house?”
“What did you expect me to do?” Roy asked and shined his eyes at her before turning away. “I should have refused to help him? Wouldn’t that have put me in trouble with his hand m group?” With that Roy began to walk away with slow steps.

“And where are you going to now?” Angela asked with her hands on her wa-ist.
“I’m going home of course,” Roy answered with looking back.
“To do what? I thought you said your house was under attack.” She began to follow after him.
“Yes, it’s my house. I still have to settle whatever is there?”
“But you can’t go and face the cultists, what if their fight gets bloody, you’ll be injured.” Angela with her faster steps overtook him and stopped at his front.

“Angela… Sorry, sister Angela.” Roy rubbed his face with his palm. “A man only dies once, let me go and face my challenge.”
“No, you can’t turn back now that we’re close to the church gate. Let’s go to church,” Angela placed her hands on his shoulder and tried to turn him back.
“No, don’t let me cause problems for you and the church.” Roy tried to resist.
“No, you can’t cause problems for us in church. It’s a place of solution,” Angela replied and succeeded in turning him back. “I’m sure you can’t return home after the meeting, it’ll still be dangerous. We’ll look for somewhere for you to stay.”

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“Sh*t!” Slimmy cursed aloud in his car as he continued to push the horn aggressively. He was stuck in a long line of traffic. The return Lane which he had used not too long ago was traffic free.
Slimmy took out his phone in a hurry and dialed Nazaretha phone number. “Where the hell are you?” He shouted into the phone.
“I’m stuck in a crazy traffic jam,” Nazaretha replied with the same note of frustration in his voice. “The place is still far from where I am, I should have dropped to walk down.”
“F**k! What about Kong?”
“Boss, you sent Kong an errand out of town.”
“Yeah, isn’t he back yet?”
“I don’t know, he didn’t take his phone along”

“Okay, just do everything possible to get there quickly.” Slimmy cut the call and flung the phone to the passenger’s side. He ran his fingers into his hair in frustration, then an idea popped up in his heart. He picked up the phone and dialed OJ’s number. It rang for the first thirty seconds and it was unanswered. He tried a second and third time too but it was still not answered.
He pushed the horn in frustration again, other drivers began to stare at him in surprise as he was too impatient when it was obvious there was no movement of cars at all. Slimmy finally killed the car engine and stepped out. He locked the doors and began to jog forward, looking for a bike to snatch.

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The man who entered the corridor finally turned and saw Gentle where he was hiding. The other two enemies also came forward with their guns pointed at Gentle.
Gentle stood up slowly in great awe as he stared at the faces before him. He couldn’t believe what his eyes were seeing.

…to be continued