Silent scre-ms batch 10

SILENT scre-mS

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Sequence 18

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Written By: Ella

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Unedited

Leila pushed the door open and softly walked into the living room Chibuye had just dropped her home.

She greeted her parents but they didn’t respond, she was about to walk past them into her room when her father called her name.

‘Yes,’

‘Where were you this evening?’ he asked glancing at his wall clock.

‘I went out with a friend after work, I am sorry I lost track of time.’

‘Who is Chibuye and why did he pick you up from work today?’

Leila’s heart slammed hærd against her chest, she knew she was in trouble but how did her father know about Chibuye, did he have her followed?

‘When I warned you about boyfriends you though I was crazy, didn’t you?’

‘Dad Chibuye is just a friend there is nothing between us.’

‘How many times am I going to tell you to behave like a married woman, do you want to bring destruction upon this family huh is that what you want?’

‘Aside from the fact that I am being forced to marry someone I don’t know, I am not allowed to have a social life too?’ She angrily asked

At that she felt a hot slap across her face, ‘Don’t f–k with me Leila,’ her father yelled in his harsh voice.

‘I am tired of this humiliation and I am tired of being treated like garbage. If you don’t want me in this house anymore then I will leave,’ she yelled back at him.

Leila had had enough and this time around she wasn’t going to stand by and watch him her like this, she was going to fight back with all her might.

‘Leila please don’t talk to your father like that,’ her mother pleaded

‘You and your husband are birds of the same feathers, shameless people.’

‘How dare you?’ Her father asked, she could see the anger in his eyes.

‘Every single day I am more than convinced you people aren’t my parents.’

Her father was infuriated, he raised his hand to slap her again but this time around, Leila grabbed his hand and pushed him down.

‘Not anymore father, I will not allow you to abuse me anymore.’

‘Leila!’ Her mother scre-med in disbelief

‘The minute you raise this filthy hand on me again, I swear I will kill you,’ she yelled through gritted teeth.

‘So you have grown big headed,’ her father laughed.

‘Call it whatever you want but don’t you dare hit me again, I am tired of your abuse.’

He stood up, ‘Young girl you don’t know me very well.’

‘Daniel let her be,’ his wife pleaded

She turned to Leila, ‘Please go to your room.’

‘With pleasure,’ Leila mumbled to herself before she left for her room.

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Daniel was furious, his daughter was turning out to be a problem and if he didn’t find a solution soon, destruction would befall his family.

‘Abby you need to talk to that girl, did you just hear what she said.’

‘You are putting too much pressure on her Daniel, can’t she live a little.’

‘I am doing what’s expected of me, you need to do what to do too. Don’t get too attached to the idea of having her with you always.’

‘I kept her in this womb for nine months, she s—-d these br-asts and I watched her take her first step, tell me how could I have not gotten attached?’

‘You knew she wasn’t yours in the first place.’

‘I just hate to see my daughter in so much pain.’

‘There is nothing we can do about it, you know the consequences.’

‘Can’t she elope can’t we say no to this?’

Daniel laughed, ‘Abby we have been through this already.

Take a deep breath take a bath and just calm down.’

‘Do you even care about her, did you ever love our daughter.’

‘She was never ours Abby.’

Abby shook her head,’ talking to you is a waste of time.’

Daniel shook his head, before he stood up and headed for his bedroom.

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Leila had just finished taking her bath when someone knocked on her door.

She threw on a bath robe and slightly opened the door.

It was her mother.

‘How can I help you?’ asked Leila,

‘Can I come in?’

‘I need to rest mother please.’

‘Leila.’

‘What do you want from me?’ she asked annoyance in her voice

‘I just want us to talk.’

‘Fine,’ she stepped aside and allowed her in.

She closed the door shut and walked past her mother to her closet.

‘How are you?’ Her mother asked

Leila laughed, ‘Since when do you care about how I am doing?’

‘You are my child and I care for you Leila.’

Leila clicked her tongue, ‘I see.’

She pulled out a pair of pajamas.

‘Leila I am your mother and I love you as much as I love Alfred and Jada, if I could save you from all this I swear I would……’

‘But?’ Leila cut her short.

‘Things are just way too complicated right now and you can’t understand.’

‘Are you even my real mother?’ Leila asked

‘Leila.’

‘How come he is allowed to hurt me and you never do anything, shouldn’t you be my safe place?’

‘Leila you wouldn’t understand.’

‘Is this all you came to tell me?’

‘I came to tell you to be strong Leila and to accept whatever comes your way, please don’t fight this and please don’t go around seeking for answers.’

‘Did he send you?’ she yelled, ‘did your husband send you to tell me all this?’

‘No,’ she shook her head. ‘He didn’t send me.’

‘There was a time I actually thought I had a mother but not anymore, please leave my room I need to get dressed.’

‘Leila.’

‘Please leave before I say something I will regret later.’

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Abby turned to leave the room and paused at the doorway to look at her daughter one more time.

There was a mixture of anger and pain in Leila’s eyes.

She walked out, quietly shutting the door behind her.

SILENT scre-mS

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Writer: Ella

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Sequence 19

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Continues…

He stepped out of his car and headed towards the front door, as he got close he noticed that the house was dark – no lights at all, this was quiet strange because he was sure he had left some lights on before he went out.

He unlocked the door and walked into the house, when he turned on the lights, a cold wave of breeze suddenly hit him & he felt a particular kind of eerie energy in the house.

Stunned, he stood & looked at the mess in his living room, his coffee table had been turned upside down & several books were lying scattered on the floor.

Before he could make sense of what was happening another cold wave of breeze hit him and he heard someone breathing, his heart slammed hærd against his chest as he scanned the house for an intruder but he found no one.

Chibuye managed to convince himself that he had not heard any breathing and there was no intruder in the house – it was all in his head.

He walked to the far end of the room and opened a cabinet which turned out to be a cooler he pulled out a bottle of castle and cracked open the lid with his teeth. He poured the beer into a glass and sat down on the couch.

After about twenty minutes the light above him began flickering, he looked up at the lights and watched them flicker wondering what was happening.

Chibuye started to walk towards the switch but as he did the lights suddenly went completely off and the room became dark.

‘Shit,’ he cursed.

Just then he began to sense a strong presence in the room, he couldn’t describe the feeling but somehow he knew that he was being watched.

He turned around but found no one there.

‘What’s happening to me,’ he mumbled to himself.

He was about to t-rn on the torch on his phone when he suddenly heard a loud crashing sound from the kitchen which sounded as though the pots and plates were falling off the cupboard.

Then he heard one of the pot lids spin around the floor. He managed to turn his torch on and rushed to the kitchen only to find that there was nothing lying on the floor and nothing was broken, all the pots and plates were still in the cupboard.

The hairs at the nape of her neck stood up as he stood there shivering and shaking then lights went back on at that instant.

He took a deep breath and then picked up his glass of beer though his hands were trembling. He brought the glass to his mouth and took a big gulp which he swallowed hærd.

‘I will not give in to mind games,’ he thought to himself.

About a minute later, Chibuye saw the dark figure out of the corner of his eyes, it was standing at the far end of the room, he scre-med in horror dropping the glass in his hand to the floor.

The beer spilled over the carpet making it w-t.

He blinked his eyes twice and looked towards the corner again. The figure was still there and he was staring directly at him, his red glow eyes penetrated him, Chibuye could feel the figure’s rage and frustration.

Chibuye’s face became pale, he felt his heart sink and his voice came low and quiet, ‘Who are you and what do you want from me.’

‘Ha!ha!ha!’ the familiar empty laughter echoed through the room.

‘Please stop,’ he scre-med.

Everything went suddenly still and for a while silence filled the room.

Just then Chibuye saw a marker rise from the table and float mid air.

Chibuye fixed his eyes on the marker he had an astonished look on his face. His head throbbed so hærd, he felt like it was going to split into two while his heart felt like it was about to explode.

Slowly the marker began to form black letters on the wall.

Chibuye’s fear was so intense he had never experienced something this scary. Suddenly he felt a stream of warm urine trickle down his inner th-gh he needed to find something to scare the figure away with before it harmed him.

Chibuye read the words that had the marker had written on the white wall.

‘Leila is mine! She is mine and mine alone.’

‘I warned you to stay away from her but you didn’t, why?

Chibuye gulped, ‘Leila doesn’t love you, why are you bent on destroying her life,’ Owen said out loud.

‘I owned her before she was born, she belonged to me even while she was still in mother’s womb, who are you to get between us?’

‘I love Leila and I will fight for her,’ Chibuye said, he had no idea where he found the guts to talk back to the figure knowing very well it had the power to kill him if it so wished.

‘Love!’ the marker wrote on the wall again.

‘I can kill you in an instant Chibuye but your blood doesn’t excite me.’

‘You can never lay your hand on me, I don’t belong to you, I am a child of the most high God.’

This time around the marker dropped to the floor, the figure appeared in front of Chibuye and he stretched his hand to his neck so he could strangle him but before he could do that, Chibuye scre-med, ‘I am covered by the blood of Jesus, I am untouchable, out in Jesus name,’ and within a second the figure disappeared.

Silence filled the room the only sound that could be heard was the sound of his heavy breathing.