Roses and thorns episode 5 – 6

Roses And Thorns
CHAPTER FIVE
The stalker got home tired and exhausted from his journey. he went to his bedroom, stripped and went to the bathroom to have a good bathe. He turned on the shower and the cold water splattered on his body and slowly ran down to his belly, he winced in pain, he look down on his stomach and smiled, his last victim had scratched him on his belly when he was trying to penetrate into her womanliness. He smiled again, he loved it when they inflict pain on him and when they leave a scar, it was a sign of their struggle.
He turned off the shower and stepped into the room, sitting on the bed, he brought out his camera and started going through the pictures he took for the day, he smiled continuously and his p***s grew large and hærd, he held it and car-ssed meticulously.
“I can’t wait to have you in bed my dear new found friend” he said as he stared at the picture of his new victim. “you are so beautiful” he said again with his hand still car-ssing his hærd member. He scoffed, “who was he kidding? his victims were always beautiful, he had a taste when it was about his victims” he imagined the body of his new victim unclad on a bed with her legs spread wide open for him to penetrate, he couldn’t take it anymore, he spurted hot semen right into his hands.
“I can’t wait to have you in bed” he said going to wash his hands. He had always given his victims time before pouncing on them, he loved waiting and striking at the odd hour. He took his bag and he poured the contents on the bed, he picked the pictures and entered the cojoined room where he pasted his victims pictures on the wall. He added his new victims picture and smiled. It had been five girls already, five victims already.
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“Common Man, you are still in your camouflage? you need to freshen up and have a change of clothes” Ebube told Joel on entering the house. He had gone to get food for them.
“I don’t feel like doing anything, i just want to sit down here till morning” Joel replied in a daze.
“Hey Mr lover lover, you don’t give orders in my house, we are no longer in Somalia, right now you will take orders from me, get up and go freshen, up, food will be served in a minute” Ebube replied but then regretted why he called him “Mr lover lover” it would make him remember his dead fiance.
“Am so sad right now, am angry, if i hadn’t left for Somalia, mercy wouldn’t have died, I don’t think i can survive this, my heart is heavy” Joel replied letting out a sob.
“It’s alright to cry man, it’s alright to hit a punching bag, it’s alright to feel sad, it’s alright to scre-m loudly while crying but don’t ever blame yourself for her death, everything happens for a reason” Ebube consoled.
“So, can you tell me the reason Mercy died?” He asked.
“You might not know it now bro, just calm down, i know you are hurting, it is so painful but you have to let go” He said.
“Who would have even had the guts to kill the fiance of a soldier? a captain for that matter, is he not scared?” He said softly.
“The reason you need to be strong so that you would find her killer, that is the best thing you can do for her now”.
“but where do i start from? how do i catch her killer?” he asked calmly.
“Start by getting out of that Camo, go straight to the bathroom, freshen up and then come down for dinner” Ebube replied with a smile.
CHAPTER SIX
By Jennifer Godwin
It was three days already since the death of his fiance and he didn’t still know where to start from in getting the culprit. He had gotten a negative reply from the forensic department. Everything was just stressing him out, his ex fiance’s parents were on his neck too saying they didn’t want a simple burial for their daughter, they said it must be one in town but then he wondered if they were happy that their daughter died.
He drove while his mind wandered around. He drove towards okponam Nnebuisi road and met with a heavy gridlock, he hissed out of frustration and then beckoned on a young boy hawking sachet water, he knew there was a shortcut out of the gridlock but he had forgotten.
“Good morning oga, the water is very cold” the hawker said almost pushing his bowl of water in his (Joel’s) car.
“No my dear, i don’t want to buy water, there is this untarred road that can lead someone out of this place but i have forgotten” he said.
“Okay oga, you mean that road that leads to that ghetto area, are you sure you can stand the smell?.” the boy said in correct English.
“Yes, am just passing through and besides my glasses will be wined up” he said.
“Okay na, just drive straight a little, the first untarred road by the right, just pass through it”
“Okay, thanks” he said and gave him a thousand naira note.
He got to the metro bus stop and drove into the street with his glasses wined up. He shook his head and wondered how the residents of that area survive such dirty environment. He drove slowly and got to refuse dump site, he looked through his car window and saw her, she wasn’t just fair in complexion, she was yellow just like his ex fiance. He wondered what she was doing at a dump site.
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The stalker got to the psychiatric hospital, he inhaled the air before stepping into the compound, he met the receptionist and made entry on who he wanted to see, he left for the male ward, entered the first room and clapped his hands to announce his arrival.
“My oh my, brother of life, how are you doing?” he asked in mockery.
“What are you doing here?, you think you have won right?, don’t worry, i will soon get out of here and i will send you to your doom” the sick patient replied.
“easy bro, that is if you ever leave this place, look at your hands and legs bound in chains and you still believe you would get out someday? that is just so laughable” he gave a short laugh.
“You can laugh all you want mad man, your end is near, the blood of the innocent ladies you killed will surely haunt you” he scre-med.
“Everyone thinks you are the mad one here, but you just called me a mad man.” he scoffed “you are the mad one for believing that those dead ladies will come back to haunt me, who still believes in such myth”
“Get out, leave this place now” he scre-med loudly. a doctor rushed into the room with injection in his hand.
“Give him the injection doctor, i think his madness is getting out of hand.” the stalker smirked.
The sick patient got injected with tears strolling down his cheeks he closed his eyes and slept off.
“Please doctor, continue giving the injections, am not seeing any improvement” the stalker said while following the doctor out of the room.