Sweet psycho episode 39

Sweet but Psycho 😽😽😽
🍹🍷 His perfect antidote 🍷🍹
💦 Story by: Bunmi B. Gabriel (BB) 💦
😋 Segment 39 😋
💜 Yolanda 💜
I stood in the dark corner watching Tye and Hezekiah panic as they stared at the door with fear, repeatedly saying something about them being doom if the plan didn’t work. I tapped my foot silently. Having such little body was to my own advantage, they couldn’t see me at all.
‘What if Patricia can’t pull it off? What if….shit! We forgot to tell her not to speak!’ Tye exclaimed.
‘Why does it matter?’
‘Her voice Hezekiah! Her voice! Even a fool will be able to sense the difference if she speaks. Ame’s girlfriend has a very light and beautiful voice, remember?’
‘We just have to pray Tricia uses her sense or we are definitely doomed.’
‘Yolanda,’ dad called shakily. He was breathing heavily like he was going to break down. I couldn’t speak. I removed the poisonous hairpins from my hair and switched the pins to the poisonous ones. I used my other hand to drag out my small pistol, dad’s sixth year birthday gift to me. I really love the thing, it’s purple and lavender, my favorite colours.
Sure it’s weird to have such a thing as a gift but are we normal?
I wh¡pped my hand in the hair, sending the pins straight into Hezekiah’s temples. ‘Aaaah!’
‘Hezekiah, what’s…’ I held the gun with both hands, c*cked my gun and shot at Tye’s knees. He scre-med out in pain and tried to reach out for one of his guns on the table. I shot his elbows and then his other knee. He gro-ned and rolled on the ground helplessly.
I have to hand it to you fear, you can make the mighty lose their senses.
A man as old as Tye in the mafia, after so much experience, forgot all just because someone stronger is attacking. I rather say he’s a coward.
I placed my finger on the bug as I walked out, shooting Hezekiah’s knees and hands too. The poison is to make his death slow and painful. ‘Yeah, dad?’
‘Cookie,’ he choked.
‘Dad, are you crying?’ I asked with w¡den eyes. He didn’t answer again. I glared at Tye who was sneering at me.
‘After all my years of killing and watching many beg for mercy at my feet, I die in the hands of a child. What type of fate is this!’ He yelled out in exasperation and pain.
‘Not actually, I’m saving you for dad but him however,’ I looked at Hezekiah who was already bleeding and jerking to death. ‘Will die by my hands.’
‘No, you better kill me now than…’ I ignored him.
‘Barrow, the bomb?’
‘I’m having serious difficulty here! You guys better leave, just in case.’
‘Bruce?’
‘Busy,’
‘Can someone come over and help me carry Tye? I don’t exactly have the strength to carry a grown up man.’ I said impatiently. I need to get to dad.
‘I’m on my way,’ Georgia said. I started pacing.
‘What did you do to my mother?!’ I yelled at Tye.
‘Killed her, why?’
‘You killed her?’ I asked through gritted teeth.
‘Accidentally. She wouldn’t have died if she had just stayed put and willingly given up her memories. She slipped into a permanent coma so I got rid of her body.’ No matter what I am, no matter how strong I am, I am still a child.
I burst into tears. ‘No, you are lying! She’s not dead! You can’t tell me that!’ I scre-med.
‘On the bright side, I get to make Ame suffer after all. I might not have successfully killed him, but I did leave a scar, don’t you think?’ The door flew open with such a force it ripped off the wall and fell. Dad stood there with eyes red and murderous, shoulders rising and falling as he breathe heavily and animalistically. Tye gulped and tried to shift back.
‘Dad, it’s not true, right?’ I asked, even though the answer was clear. He laughed dryly and licked his teeth. He looked at Georgia who arrived.
‘Carry him, we leave now. This is a fail mission.’
‘Where’s Miss Happy?’ Georgia asked, looking around. Dad grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and growled.
‘Don’t ask me any f-cking question, you are to do as I say with no words uttered.’
‘Y…y…y…’ He pushed her, bashing her head against the metal doorframe. She mo-ned in pain but quickly scrambled to her feet. Dad stomped off. ‘She’s dead, isn’t she?’ I sniffed and ran after dad.
‘Dad!’ He looked over his shoulder. Dead bodies littered the floor, blood flowing from their bodies to the floor. The walls had splutter of bloods. Dad was covered with blood. He must have killed someone with his bare hands. ‘Dad,’ I sobbed. He turned around and walked back to me. I lifted my hands up so he would carry me like the kid I am.
He carried me up, my legs instinctively wrapped around his wa-ist as he folded my hands around his neck. He buried my face into the crook of his bloody neck and stroke my hair. ‘I’m sorry, for dragging you into this.’
‘Is she really gone?’
‘I will not rest until I find an evidence that says she’s dead. Even if it takes me ten years, twenty, thirty! I will still find her. She can’t die when I am still alive. Don’t cry Yolanda, I will bring your mother back to you.’
‘Promise?’
‘Promise on every single strand of hair on my head.’ I sniffed and closed my eyes. I started dozing off. I heard Barrow say the bomb have been disabled and then him carrying me into the copper after ordering them to get rid of the evidence. I finally dozed off.
I never got the chance to tell Viona that I want to start calling her mom.
Please don’t die, be alive somewhere.
💚 Ted 💚
She’s dead.
She’s not dead!
She’s dead Ted, accept it.
Never! Cookie isn’t dead and I will find her.
She is gone Ted.
She is not!
The war in my head continued. Seven days, I was still searching. I used it as an opportunity to treat Tye. I wanted him well and sound so I could gladly torture him to death. I wanted to make his death so painful he will wish for death but I won’t let him die easily.
I inhaled and exhaled before smiling like a sadistically at him. His hands were tied behind his back. His first punishment would come from Cephas, not me.
Cephas, the poor man was mourning allover again. He shouldn’t mourn, Cookie is alive somewhere and I will find her. I must find her. ‘Tye, have you ever been wh¡pped?’ Cephas asked calmly. ‘I have, thrice and all three times in my heart. How? When my mother sold me as a boy. I don’t regret it completely because I am the man I am today because of that one act she did. I never got to punish her because she is my mother but she died very poor and sick. Now, you are going to take her punishment for her. She will be so grateful.’
‘Cephas, I had no idea she was your daughter. If I knew, I would have backed down, I swear.’ Tye was sincere, but do we care?
‘Well, you already killed her. No need to apologize, just be prepared. Bruce, please do me the honour of giving him fifty lashes on his back. Fifty with the horsewh¡ps.’
‘Gladly.’ I was the only one who believes Cookie is alive. I don’t believe she’s dead, not at all.
‘Strip him, wh¡p him and don’t stop until… Tie him down.’ Cephas commanded furiously. I chuckled and laid back on the chair.
Just kill him, she’s dead!
Shut the f-ck up! Cookie is not dead!
Tye scre-med when the wh¡p landed on his back. Not even his scre-m could slake my anger and bitterness towards him. I couldn’t stop feeling worthless because of what he did. I couldn’t protect her. I wasn’t there when she needed me the most. I inhaled and watched as he was flogged mercilessly. By the time Bruce got to fifty, Tye was bleeding badly and sweating, playing strong by not crying.
‘Heartache number two!’ Cephas exclaimed and clapped his hands. ‘When the woman I loved stabbed me in the back… Sorry, in the heart but I didn’t hurt her. Hers is seventy strokes. Bruce, pepper him up and then give him this round on his chest and use the rom-n wh¡p. Tie him to a a pillar.’
‘I have been through worse,’ Tye boasted.
‘We haven’t even started,’ I laughed. Lance picked up the three bottles of hot sauce and walked over to him. He opened each and emptied the sauce on the bleeding back. Tye’s scre-ms were like music to my ears. Bruce dragged him up and tied him to the pillar outside. Bruce took the rom-n wh¡p and started the second round of punishment.
‘The third heartbreak, you know it. I will save that one for tomorrow. After flogging him, take him to the infirmary to get treated.’ Cephas said lowly. He stood up and walked out, obviously to go mourn again. I stood up too but didn’t leave until every single stroke graced his skin.
Every single cry and words he said, soothed my bitterness, almost soothed my bitterness. The sight of his blood flowing to the floor, soaking my beautiful tiled floor was a blessing to my life. He passed out after his wh¡pping. ‘Get him treated. His punishment continues after three days.’
‘What do you plan to do to him?’ Bruce asked, looking down at his body.
‘After his third wh¡p, inject him with the special chemical I have been working on, just for him. Let it eat his system slowly and make sure his room temperature is at the right degree, as hot as a volcano. The pain will last for ten days and then at the eleventh, I’m having a horse rip him apart slowly.’
‘A horse?’ Lance asked.
‘Four horses. His hands and legs would be tied to four horses heading to different directions. They would all pull him apart. The same way he killed Lucius, don’t you remember?’ Maurice asked.
‘I know you are mourning but I was hoping you can go talk to Carlos, he have been in his room for days now.’ Bruce said in a pleading manner.
‘What do you expect? The man lost his baby and the mother. Are you expecting him to be dancing around?’ Lance scoffed.
‘Just imagine you losing that girlfriend of…’
‘That’s enough!’ I snapped. ‘Get him to the hospital before he bleeds to death and make sure the doctor pump more blood into his shitty self. I don’t want him dead yet so if he dies, you all die. Is that clear?’
‘Yes sir.’ I turned and walked out to find Carlos. I don’t blame him, I know how it feels to lose someone you love.
I thought you said she wasn’t dead? Can you make up your mind?
She’s not dead!
Keep telling yourself that.
I grunted but ignored the voice in my head. I walked to the second house and took the stairs to Carlos’s room. I needed the walk. I didn’t bother knocking, I opened the door with my key and pushed it open. ‘Go away.’ He growled.
‘Don’t tell me what to do,’ I said sneeringly and shut the door. He was a mess. Empty bottles of different alcoholic drinks everywhere, folded up papers littered the floor too. His room was almost completely damaged. Everything was broken and boy! The place stank! ‘When last did you shower?!’ I shouted as I held my nose.
‘Get out Ted, I’m serious.’ He said weakly. I dug my hands into my front pockets and frowned.
‘No.’
‘Why don’t you leave and go mourn too?! You also lost her! How are you not crying and being frustrated?!’
‘Have you seen me at night? Seen what I do in my room when all alone? I know it hurts man, really badly but I won’t let depression drown me like the first time. Cookie is alive somewhere and I’m going to find her. I can’t find her if I’m depress and throwing a tantrum. I made a promise to her to never let anger and hate cloud my judgement completely and that is what I am trying to do.
Each time we fight or whenever she gave me attitude, Yolanda and everyone around me suffers for it. I don’t want to hurt my daughter, she’s grieving and needs me now more than ever. Just when she was starting to feel how it is to have a mother, that was snatched from her again. I need to be strong for her, encourage her until I find Cookie.’
He scoffed. ‘She’s gone Ted, start believing that.’
I blinked back the tears in my eyes. ‘Nothing anyone says will make me think otherwise. Cookie is alive and I will find her even if it takes me forever. I’m falling apart slowly Carlos, you being like this isn’t helping. I’m sorry for your lost…’
‘I didn’t want the baby but I didn’t expect them to leave like that,’ he suddenly broke down. ‘We were always at each others neck, always wrangling but I loved her. I never wanted her to end in such a painful way after all she had gone through all her life. I feel so terrible. If she wasn’t pregnant, she would have survived the shot…’
‘You don’t know that.’
‘Yes I do! She would have been alive now.’
‘You know what s-cks? You acting like a baby and grieving. That’s my job.’ I tried humoring him.
‘I’ve never lost anyone dear in my life Ted, let me be. When I lost my parents, I didn’t care because I hate them. Ted, she is the first.’
‘And won’t be your last bro, remember how many I have lost? That is the price men like us pay for living such a heavy life. It is the burden on our heads. We can’t let it break us, instead, let it make us. This sadness and bitterness, this depress feeling in my heart, I won’t let it weaken me. Instead, I will concentrate on letting it drive me until I achieve two things; kill the woman that caused all of this and find the love of my life.’
‘Yes, kill that woman. I should be apologizing because now I realise this is all my fault. Maybe if I didn’t touch her, she wouldn’t be here in our future, none of this would have been happening.’
‘That is where you are wrong,’ I said as a matter-of-fact. ‘Even if she didn’t come, someone else will. We piss off a lot of people Carlos, that is just life for us. If one person don’t try to kill us, someone else would.’
‘Look at you, being all wise.’ I rolled my eyes.
‘Pick yourself up man, I give you one more day to k-ss this wallowing goodbye or I will k-ss it for you. You have jobs to do, I don’t pay you to sit around.’
‘Yes sir,’ he muttered. I smiled faintly and saluted. He chuckled.
‘We’ll be fine Carlos, we will heal.’
‘I know,’ he smiled back. I turned and walked out of the building to find Yolanda in the garden where she now loves sitting. She was playing on the swing as she stared at the sky with a blank face. I snuck up behind her and tickled her wa-ist. She giggled and squealed.
‘Is my big baby crying again?’
‘No,’ she giggled.
‘Yes, okay, tickle attack!’ I carried and carefully dropped her on the clean grass before attacking her with tickles. She laughed and squealed, begging me to stop. I stopped tickling her when tears started pouring down her eyes. I wiped it off and grinned at her.
I won’t let her feel the lost. She is too young to break.
‘Now my stomach hurt from too much laughing,’ she whined. I lift her shirt up, tapped her stomach twice and blew air into her belly button. She squealed and laughed again. ‘Daddy!’
‘Okay, okay,’ I laughed and sat beside her. ‘What would you like me to do to soothe your stomach?’
‘Ice cream!’
‘What do you say about a trip to Disneyland? Just me and you?’ Her eyes w¡dened.
‘But you said I can never go…’
‘Well, I change my mind. Make a list of all the places you want to go and…’
‘National Gallery!’ She shouted. ‘In London, I really wanna go and see all the paintings and also witness the changing of the Guards and Piccadilly Circus and Trafalgar Square… Ooh! Fiordland National Park and Milford Sound in…’
‘Yolanda, make a list.’ I repeated. She sighed sadly.
‘I wanted to see it with mom, I miss her.’ I carried her into my laps and k-ssed her hair.
‘I’ll find her baby, I promise.’
🔥 Dinah 🔥
‘Congratulations ma’am, the operation was successful. Now all we have to wait for is the bandages to be removed so you can see your new face.’ The doctor said with a big smile as I stared at my bandaged face.
‘How long will it take before I can take it off?’
‘Three months.’
‘Hmmm,’ I really wanted to take the face of Ame’s sweetheart, pretend to be her but… Her sweet voice was my first problem and the fact that her personalities and character is impossible to copy. There’s also her brain, her steps and I think Ame has a way of identifying her. ‘Can I be left alone?’
‘Of course, call me if you need anything Mrs. Singletary.’
‘Thank you Doctor,’ he nodded and left. Of course I faked a ID, I have twenty of them. With my new face, I will work on changing my voice and the way I act. Then, slowly crawl my way back into Ame’s life but this time, I’m going for him directly.
I picked up my new ID, the face of the person whose identity I would be stealing smiling back at me. She’s long dead after all, died by my hands and her family are still searching. I know how to be like her, she’s easy. Her family will find her alright, they will find me.
Just hold on Ame, now the obstacle is out of the way, you must fall in love with me.
Carlina Selene Combe.
To be continued.
Huh uh? Yes, uh oh.
Where is Cookie?! Coming up next.