Chapter Twenty Five.
*Eve’s point of view *
I screamed in horror when I heard the gunshot. James body fell to the ground and I looked up to see my father standing with a gun in his hand. James groaned in pain as he held his shoulder, the gun fell to his side.
“That would put you away for a while” My dad said, kicking the gun away from James’ reach and running to meet me.
“Dad?” I asked shocked. What was he doing here?
“Mr Peters” Alberto chocked clinging to his stomach and shutting his eyes in pain
My mom came running behind him, and hugged me.
“My dear daughter we thought we lost you “I could fell her tears on my back.
But I couldn’t hug her back because i was looking consciousness. I gripped unto Alberto’s arm for support. But I just couldn’t breathe, my body was shutting down.
“Eve?” I heard Alberto say. “We need to get her out of here, she is looking consciousness ”
I felt my body being lifted up. I was still bleeding. I was tired. Weak. Hungry. Scared. I wanted to feel safe.
My body was giving up. Finally, I could rest in peace knowing that Alberto was safe and James was defeated.
As I struggled to breathe, my body was placed in the car. Voices echoed in my ears.
“She’s loosing a lot of blood”
“Where are my f—–g keys?”
“My dear daughter, please dont die on us”
“She’s not going to die!”
“I love you Eve, please fight this”
That was the last voice I heard before I gave in to the darkness">darkness. I fainted.
*Three weeks later*
I was still in the darkness. The pains. The silence.
I was still in a state of come. It felt like i was floating in space. Just floating without any direction.
The void, emptiness, was killing me, I was tired of it. I wanted to get out. I wanted to go back to the world. But my body was too tired to bring my soul back. So I was trapped here in this space. Waiting for it to be fully recovered.
After all the waiting, I finally opened my eyes.
The bright lights made me shut them back, and a pain attacked my side. My ears finally started working as a beeping noise could be heard.
I opened my eyes again and I adjusted to the lights, looking at my environment, I noticed the cards, flowers, and balloons surrounding me. The whole place was colorful.
“Get well soon” was all I could see on the brightly coloured cards and I smiled. The flowers were the most beautiful ones. White roses. Red roses. Then the balloons were of different colours. Blue. Red
Purple. Green. All decorated with smiling faces.
Still looking at the room i was in, the door freaked open and there came in the most handsome man I had ever seen. He smiled brightly at me, holding a bouquet of flowers. He was putting on a black top and blue jeans.
Alberto smiled at me.”Hey dear, I’m so happy you’ve woken up ” I was so pleased to see him. So I smiled in return. He dropped the flowers and came towards me and grabbed my lips with his. It was the best kiss I had received from Alberto. His happiness could be felt in the kiss and he explored the depth of my mouth and I his.
He pulled back, breathing very loudly and i smiled, touching his hair. He could feel my love for him in that single touch.
“Alberto” I finally said, my throat itched and I coughed. “I missed you so much, thank you for coming back for me”
“I love you Eve. I would never have been myself if I didn’t find you” He said, wanting to press my lips again when the door burst opened to reveal my arguing parents.
“It must be a girl ” That was my mom shouting at my dad.
“No, I need a grandson, who I can train to be like me” My dad resorted back.
“Train to be like you? Please we don’t need another copy of you in the family. It would cause so much damage” My mom laughed.
Alberto coughed, and my parents looked up, finally realising i was awake they ran towards me and hugged me so tight.
“Thank God, my beautiful daughter is awake”
“We love you, Eve. We were worried sick after you left us. We knew something was wrong so we tried finding this place. Thank God Alberto called us” My dad spoke, rubbing my head.
“I should have listened to you” I grumbled, taking Alberto’s hand and staring at him deep in the eyes. “You saved me”
“No, I saved both of you” He placed his hand on my belly. And for the first time, I noticed my belly was a little bugger. There was a little swelling.
It was alive.
It was safe.
“Oh, Alberto. I love you so much. Thank you for all you had done and you too mom and dad. Thanks for coming to save us” Tears ran down my cheeks and my mom wiped them away.
“We love you, you are our daughter. Thank God for Alberto. He is the real hero here” My dad smiled at Alberto, who was just looking at me with love in his eyes.
For the next hour, we all kept laughing and talking. My parents were still arguing on the gender of my child. No me and Alberto’s child. My mom was going for a female while my dad was going for a male. His warrior as he called it.
Alberto was just telling me about how his wound hurt less and his day at work. I was angry he was going to work but he assured me that all was going to be well and I didn’t need to worry about it. Then I asked of James. He told me He was in our torture room and was being tortured everyday. Alberto said he hadn’t even started with him.
The evening passed and my parents bid me goodnight as they left for home after giving me a long kids on the head.
So I was left with Alberto. “What if it’s a female?”
“Male or female, it’s my child. And you are it’s mother that’s all that matters” He replied.
Then Alberto stood up and knelt down on one knee.
“Uhm. What are you doing?” I asked, looking at him strangely.
“I realised I never asked you to be my wife. To be mine ” He brought out a small box and opened it. A diamond ring stared back at me.
It fluttered with a thousand stones and reflected different colours of rays of light.
“It’s beautiful” I gasped.
“Not as beautiful as you” Alberto coughed. “Eve Peters would you do me the honour of changing your name to Eve Santiago?”
By now i was already shedding tears of Joy. Alberto had asked me to marry him I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t speak. I was shocked.
“I know I might not be perfect, but I’m willing to be for you Eve. I’m ready to change. To be the man you dreamed of. I kno–”
“Yes! I would marry you, Now put that d–n ring on my finger before I change my mind” I shouted at Alberto, causing him to laugh. He placed the ring on my finger and it fit perfectly
Everything was perfect.
This was my happily ever after.
Epilogue: The final chapter.
*Alberto’s point of view*
The first blow landed on James cheek and blood flew from his mouth.
The second landed on his eyes. James face was unrecognisable as it was battered, black and purple from the blows. His eyes were totally covered with swellings. But i wasnt satisfied.
His body hung from a chain. His hands was was tied above his head and his legs were chained to t he ground.
His chest was completly bare, opened. There were bruises on it to, but it wasnt enough. He was going to feel times two of the pain he caused Eve.
“Just kill me already” James spat.
“Kill you? That is a very easy death. You deserve worse” I said walking to a small stove that had a small iron rod on it. The rod was already red because it was extremely hot.
“This is for Eve” I said picking up the hot rod and placing it on James chest. The sound of his skin burning, tearing, melting filled my ears. His screams followed.
“You defiled her! You tortured her! You tried to kill my child!” I shouted, pressing the rod deeper to h is chest. James shouted, beggung me to stop.
“This is just the beginning, you would plead and beg just like Eve did, but since you showed her n o remorse, i would show you none”
I placed the rod back on the stove. “I never forgave you for what you did to Jane. I never had the opportunitu to avenge for her death” I chuckled.
James groaned in pain. “So this is for her and Eve!” I picked the hot rod and placed it on James chest again. More screams and burning of skin were heard.
I laughed..”You were the reason Jane died, all be cause of your selfish reasons, when she died, a p art of me died too. Then i finally found someone who took away my pains. Eve. I was finally happy , but as usual, as if Jane was not enough, you came after her. Using her taste of freedom to lure h er into your trap”
I placed the hot rod in James again. This time, it slized through his skin. James screamed and i laughed.
I laughed at his pains.
“You took my joy, my peace, my love, my queen, my angel from me. Right from under my nose. Yo u had no fear James. You should know that i am damaged and insane when it comes to the people i love!”
“You caused Eve, so much pain. What were you thinking? That you could just have her to yourself ? You are really stupid. I gutted down your men f or information. I killed seven of them. Then Fernando opened up to me after i chopped off his fingers!”
James screamed and struggled, anger cursed through his veins for his friend. Fernando was his right hand man.
“It was a shame, he died a miserable death. Its a good thing he didnt have a wife and child that would miss him. Just like you James. When you die, no one would even care, or notice. But me, i have Eve. Someone you never have”
I picked up a small dagger and started cutting James n!poles. He screamed and tried to get away but he couldnt. I cut off the left one and forced it into his mouth.
“Swallow it!” James tried to spit it out back but i forced it in, until he finally swallowed it.
“Good boy” I smiled, picking up the knife and cutting the next one.
James screams filled my ears and i smiled. The sound of the blade tearing his flesh brought me joy. Blood dripped from the blade. And once again, i forced him to eat it.
Then i went to his legs, picked up the clipper and started with his left leg. I clipped off his toes one by one. James screamed and begged for mercy but i paid deaf ears. I went to the other leg and cut off the remaining toes, dragging it off and slizing it. Blood gushed out like a fountain and i was pleased.
“Get me the bucket of hot water!” I commanded t o the guards. They brought it and i placed James feets inside it.
His feets shook in the bucket. Blood changed the colour of the water, turning it red. He screamed and pleaded, begging for death to take him away.
“You took Eve away from me!” I picked an instrument from the table. This one was for removing t he tooth.
James body was brought down and placed on a chair, a strap was used to hold his mouth open wide, so he couldnt close them.
“Pl…ple..please” James.croaked out.
I didnt listen, i used the device and started with hi s front tooth. I placed the tooth to the two prong of the device and dragges the tooth out from his gum. James screamed. It was a painful scream.
“That’s one. We still have a long way. .Thirthy five more”
Then i removed another, and another until al his teeth was gone. His mouth was filled with a lot of blood, covering everywhere. Blood fell from his mouth, dripping and staining his short.
James body shook as he was in deep pain. He couldnt scream any longer.
Still holding his mouth, i cut off his tongue. Throwing the piece of flesh on the floor.
But i wasnt satisfied, i cut off his fingers, all of the m. Shot his manhood. And cutting it off from his body. And showing it to him.
“This was what you used to rape Eve. Now its gone” I threw it away.
Then i picked up my gun pointing it at James. I looked at him one last time. His face was distort ed. His fingers gone, his toes gone, his teeth and tongue gone as his mouth was wide opened. His chest was covered in burns, marks. He looked damaged, weak and in pains. But i didnt feel any remorse.
“See you in hell, goodbye old friend”
I pulled the trigger ending his life.
*Eve’s point of view*
“Oh my God, the wedding dress wont fit in anymore because of my belly” I cried, trying to zip up the gown of my wedding dress.
“Calm down. It would zip up don’t worry” My mom said, trying to encourage me.
“Dont tell me to calm down, now Alberto is waiting for me at the altar, imsuppossed to be there no w. He would start thinking i dont want to marry hi m. Then the wedding would be cancelled and–”
“Shut up, biko” My mom shouted.
biko? Whats that?
“What is biko?” I asked.
“Oh, its called please in Igbo language, Its a Nigerian language, Chi is teaching me” My mom replied.
“Chi is here?!”
I gasped, Chimdi was the new friend i just made, She was a Nigerian woman who loved books. Sh e even said she was going to write a novel about me and Alberto. I hope she does.
“I cant wait to see her, did she come with her Nigerian friends?”
“Yes she did and they have almost finished the drinks we placed on the table. Such Nigerians!” My mom laughed.
“And i dont understand what they tied on their he ads, and bodies. I think Chi called it gala, no gela, no GELE!”
“I’m sure they look beautiful in it?”
“They do. Such lovely people” The zip finly went up.
“Thank heavens, mom how do i look” I was gorgeous in a stunning white wedding dress, with silver stones. My hair was perfectly plaited and a crown of flowers surrounded my head.
“Take your flower, you look like a queen”
“Is the bride ready?” My dad ran in. “Wow, you loo k beautiful” My dad said, coming to hug me. My mom hugged me too.
“That’s enough, Alberto is waiting” I screamed, rai sing up my gown and holding my dads arm so he could walk me out. My mom kissed my cheek an d ran to the church and sat down.
I peeped through and saw Alberto in a stunning white suit, he was handsome. My king, My saviour, My knight.
“Come lets blow his mind away” My dad said as we walked down the aisle to meet my groom.
*Seventeen years later*
“Mom, can you please tell Marcello to reduce the volume of his radio, that stupid song is blasting t through the speakers. I cant concentrate on my homework”
“Alessandro, I’m so busy, call him.” I said, srriting the food on the gas.
Those twins are something else. Marcello was the rough one, the one who took after Alberto, troublesome, bad ass and he loved music always playing it through the speakers every morning. I was sure he hadnt done his homework. His teachers complained bitterly about him. But he didn’t seem t o care, just as stubborn as his father.
But Alessandro, took after me. Quiet. good and respectful. He did his house chores on time, went to school early, did his homework.
He even helped me in the kitchen. He was the good twin. His teachers adored him.
As different as the twins were in personality, they had the same look. The same black hair from Alberto and his blue eyes. They were handsome. Their teachers had complained that half of the school girls fought over who would sit close to them in class.
“Shut the f–k up Alessandro. That wasn’t even the loudest!” Marcello shouted.
“I kept on making mistakes in my maths homework. I’m sure you havent done yours!” Alessandro shouted back.
“Why do you always have to be the good student ?”
“Why do you always have to be a pain in the ass? ”
They continued arguing, i was fed up of all this fighting. This twins would be the end of me.
“Marcello, Alessandro! Its enough, i’m making breakfast over here. Today is saturday, please i need some peace and quiet”
They finally looked at me and kept quiet, still exchanging glares among themselves.
“Thanks” Phew. Just as i turned back to my cooking, my fifteem year old daughter ran to the kitchen.
“Mom, please can you tell dad to stop reading my text with Arsenio” She walked in, clearly annoyed . Cara, was my daughter, she took aftet my looks, the same hair and eyes, but she had her father’s attitude. Stubborn and troublesome just like Mar cello.
“He likes her, to need to see their messages Eve, i need to run a background check on this guy, he must be a killer who knows?” Alberto said walking in and taking a seat close to the boys.
“Who is this Arsenio, we always hear about anyway?” Alessandro asked, looking at me.
I looked at Cara, she promised me not to tell Alberto and the boys about him. He was her boyfriend . But with the way the boys and Alberto were looking at me, i had no choice.
“Its her boyfriend” I finally said.
“WHAT??!!” The three of them shouted and i could have sworn the house shook.
“You are too young to have a boyfriend” That was Alessandro talking.
“Who dares date my sister? Is he crazy?” Marcello shouted getting up.
“I’M GOING TO F—–G KILL HIM!!”.Alberto shouted.
“Alberto lets take this easy, Ive met him and he is a really nice guy” I said, trying to calm Alberto down, but he wouldnt listen.
“Nice one dad, I’m with you on this. We would kill him” Marcello smiled.
“No, leave Arsenio out of this. I really like him dad . Mom you betrayed me” Cara shouted.
“I think Arsenio may be a really nice guy” Alessandro said, taking Cara’s side.
“Nice my ass” Marcello answered back.
“He is dead!” Alberto said.
And that was how the fight started again. Marcello and Alessandro were arguing again, raining cur ses at each other.
While Alberto was shouting about how he was going to kill Cara’s boyfriend, that how dare a guy d ate his only daughter. He said he was going to sc are the boy away so he wont come.near Cara aga in.
Cara was begging him that she really liked him.
Everybody was just shouting..Four voices talking at once. Marcello and Alessandro, Cara and Alber to.
The whole house was on fire.
But i was happy, I had three wonderful kids who i adored so much..And a very loving husband, who cared so much about me.
There was nothing i could ask for anymore. I had all i wanted. Kids, husband, love and freedom.
This was my happily ever after. And it was the be st.
“SHUT UP!” I finally shouted.