Sweet psycho episode 41

Sweet but Psycho 😽😽😽
🍹🍷 His perfect antidote 🍷🍹
💦 Story by: Bunmi B. Gabriel (BB) 💦
😋 Segment 41 😋
💖 Valería 💖
Thirteen months later
Thirteen months, a year and a month of waiting for her to wake up but nothing. So far, her life depended on six best available doctors to help check on what was wrong with her brain, why she wasn’t getting any better or showing any sign of improvement. The first doctor came and checked on her, he couldn’t understand either so he referred Dr. Allen. The second came, the same thing. The third somehow lost his licence, the third is always busy but still referred us to the same Dr. Allen. The fourth checked on her, tried to operate on her again but worsened the case and at the end, the same Dr. Allen was referred. The fifth one, an elderly man, a very old doctor had an accident and so retired early for his health and again, referred Dr. Allen who is the sixth one. The very Dr. Allen for reasons best known to him, quit his medical practice, or rather, refused to attend to any patient because he claimed be emotionally traumatized.
Why not call another doctor? That is a good question considering how they are so many all over the world. Here was the problem, anytime any doctor tried to operate on her, her heartbeat would increase dangerously. Five times, she died and woke up again. Few were too scared to try because the main problem couldn’t be detected.
Her case was complicated! Too complicated!
I sighed as I trailed my fingernail on his chest, the old man who was addicted to me. I just wanted her awake so I would stop sleeping with an old married man. I sighed heavily again and rolled his chest hair over my nail. ‘You are thinking again?’ He asked softly.
‘Any luck with Dr. Allen? Or are you lying to keep me tied to you?’
‘Valería, I cannot lie when I know that young lady is in danger with every second she spends on that bed. I don’t understand what is going on. It’s like she has a strong will over her mind and refuses to pull herself out of unconsciousness. Dr. Allen is not just a doctor, unlike the others, he is a scientist and that makes the possibility of him finding a solution or rather, the actual problem high. According to what I heard, he is mourning his fiancée and a emotional doctor can’t work on a patient.’
‘Can’t you persuade him? Please?’
‘I’ve been trying Ria, he don’t even pick my calls anymore.’
‘There have to be someone else, okay I will find the money and pay whoever you will call. There have to be someone, please sir, she is dying.’ I sobbed. He sighed and sat up, gently pushing me aside.
‘Dr. Carl,’
‘The one that retired?’ I asked.
‘Yes.’
‘I can try one last thing to convince him, to give her a one last operation but you will have to please me enough. Make it quick, my wife is waiting for me at home.’ I rolled my eyes and sat up, I gently pushed him down and straddled him.
‘Don’t worry, I will make sure to please you enough,’ I smirked. Placing my hands on his chest, I slide it down to my stomach and brought my l-ips down to his ear. I k-ssed and nibbled on his ear, licked down his neck while grinding on his hærd er-ction. He grunted with pleasure, keeping his hands firmly locked around my h¡ps.
I teased him down to his chest and nipped his n-pple, a small purr vibrated in his chest. ‘Big Daddy,’ I called in a singsong. ‘Eyes on me,’ he opened his closed eyes and looked down at me. Our eyes remained locked as I took his n-pple into my mouth. He mo-ned and tried to close his eyes. ‘Don’t even dare big boy, eyes on me.’ He tried his best to look me in the eyes.
I teased, nipped, licked and s-cked his n-pples slowly while grinding myself on him. To say the least, I was disgusted, very disgusted. I lifted myself up and grabbed his c*ck. I teased it head with my core, his mo-n reminding me of my ex boyfriend; I hate my ex boyfriend. He started to wiggle desperately, trying to push himself into me. I gave him a sly smirk and lowered myself on him, gasping s€×ily to elicit his desire and pleasure.
Placing my hands on his chest once more, I began to ride him slowly. Just feeling his weak c*ck slide in and out of me was enough to make me cringe and throw up but I couldn’t for her sake. I started to ride him faster and faster, mo-ning with my head thrown back like I was enjoying it. I pinched his n-pple anytime he tried to close his eyes and k-ssed him sometimes. I used my fingers to gently and slowly m-ssaged his balls as I rode him the best fast way I could.
The pig finally released in me, relaxing on the bed with mouth open. I smiled and removed myself from him. ‘Ria, you are the best.’
‘Thank you,’
‘I will call him as soon as I leave here.’ I nodded and got out of the bed to go clean myself and throw up.
I still couldn’t figure out why I was so determined to keep her alive but the only thing I knew was that the young lady must survive.
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I rushed out of the elevator and ran to her room, I needed to check on her. Armando and Diego had grown to love her. Armando spend almost all his evening praying at a church and Diego spent his watching over her. He had to leave early for school and I was late, I needed to change her IV before something bad happens. I rushed into her room and scre-med with shock, staggering back and crashing on the floor.
The pain jolt through my elbow and left ribcage where I suffered from the blow. I mo-ned in pain and looked st the reason for my shock. Her bright eyes – whatever colour that is – stared at me curiously. Her long hair was always cut to remain bald because of her head but she still looked gorgeous and so cute. Her l-ips were dry, very very dry and wrinkled from lack of proper nutrient and care. Her eyes were shallow and cheeks somewhat dry like a cancer patient. God, she had grown too thin.
‘Miss?’ I gasped. She rolled her eyes and looked at me from head to toes. I stood up and walked closer to her, I touched her head and frowned at her very hot temperature. I licked my l-ips and carried out some checkup on her. She stayed quiet the wh0le time, staring at me with serious curiosity. ‘You look okay, you feel okay but I will have to call the doctor to examine you properly. Can you speak?’ She didn’t say a thing.
Thirteen days later
Thankfully, the old doctor came and carried out an examination on her and his result was still complicated. She couldn’t speak, somehow, the part of her brain which controls her speech and thinking had shut down. Eventually, she had no idea what was going on around her, who we were or what she is. Heck! She would be wondering what type of creature we were. Her mind was like a new born baby’s, one that might remain empty for the rest of her life. He had no idea when she would be better and strongly warned us against letting her hit her head anywhere.
This would have been better if it was temporary amnesia.
‘Welcome home Beauty!’ I shrilled as I pushed her into my apartment. We decided to call her that since she didn’t have a name. ‘Diego, please help me run her bath while I prepare her something nice to eat. Armando, watch her.’
‘Okay,’ Armando chirped. He sat beside her and opened his storybook. ‘Should I read for you?’ I stared at her bald head, she wasn’t allowed to keep hair for now. I shook my head and walked into the kitchen to prepare something for her to eat. I prepared something sweet, she loves sugar. After baking the cake, I put it in the oven and went back to her. I rolled her chair to the bathroom in my room to bathe her.
The way she kept staring at me was weird. She played with the bubble bathe like a baby, even when I dressed her. After that, I checked on the cake which Diego was already handling and finished the preparation. We watched a movie late into the night, the boys slept off while we remained awake.
‘You know, I used to love drinking a hot cup of coco every night before bed…’ She gro-ned in pain and touched her head. ‘Are you okay?’ I gasped, rushing over to her. She shook her head negatively. ‘Wait, did you just respond?’
‘Coco,’ she said. My eyes w¡dened, she spoke! ‘Coco,’ she said again. ‘Coco,’ she sobbed. ‘Coco, Coco, Coco…’ She started crying. I was thrown into confusion as she kept crying and chanting that. The boys woke up and stared at her silently.
‘Mom, do something,’ Armando cried. Diego knelt between her legs and cupped her cheeks.
‘Hey, hey, listen to me, listen!’ She stopped wailing and looked at him. ‘Who or what is Coco?’ She shook her head.
‘Coco,’ she said again. He looked at me helplessly and redrew from her.
‘We should take her back to the hospital.’ He suggested.
‘I think Coco or coco must have been a person or thing in her life. Her memory flashed, that’s a good thing.’ I smiled. She stood up abruptly, holding her head as she whimpered in agony.
‘Head,’ she cried. ‘Hurt so bad,’ she sobbed. I held her shoulders and put her down on the floor. The movie had finished and was showing news.
“…according to his reply at Maratha Martin’s fundraiser, Ame Allen replied to…” The lady let out a loud scre-m that shocked us. She held her head tighter and started rolling on the floor as she scre-med.
‘Inject her!’ Diego shouted in panic.
‘I can’t, any little mistake can kill her. Get me my phone, I’ll call Dr. Carl.’ Diego ran to my room to get my phone. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I watched her scre-m and rolled with pain. She started hitting her head on the floor, I had to pin her down.
‘No! Let go of me! If you wipe my memory, I’ll kill you! All of you!’ She shouted insanely. She was repeating a memory. ‘Go away Tye!’
“…and Ame Allen said he is not considering any relationsh¡p as he is still searching for the gem he lost…”
Her scre-m increased.
‘Turn it off! Turn it off!’ Armando turned off the TV. She scre-med more and pushed me with a strength I didn’t expect from her. She stood up and ran but tripped. She fell down, collapsing and breaking the glass table with her body and head.
‘Diego!!!’
💚 Ted 💚
I cracked my knuckles as I walked into the boardroom, my l-ips in a straight line. I dropped my hands into my pockets and looked over my shoulder at Carlos and Bruce who were acting as security for me even if I didn’t need it. Bruce opened the glass door for me, I walked in and they all stood immediately and bowed. I ignored them and went to my chair. They sat down after me.
‘Good morning sir,’ they chorused.
‘What am I doing here?’ I asked no one but everyone.
‘Sir,’ my secretary stood up and bowed. ‘May I speak?’
‘I asked a question, didn’t I?’
‘This meeting is concerning the drop, addition and change of shareholders. It was discussed at the last meeting and shifted to this date which is today…’
‘By who? Me?’ I asked frowningly.
‘Yes sir,’ I nodded and stretch my hand forward, for her to hand me the file I gave her to process. I had lost interest in everything I did with my life, everything that made me, me. All my focus, all my attention was poured into finding Cookie but it wasn’t working. I still had hope because her body was yet to be found. ‘Here sir.’
‘Sit,’ she sat down. I opened the file and glanced through it. ‘I have somewhere to be, very important so I will make this fast. I am dropping down five shareholders, replacing them with two and four shareholders who are retiring will be introducing their new CEO. Immediately I call the names of the shareholders I’m dropping, get out and don’t question me or I will shoot your goddamn brains…’ Carlos dropped my gun on my table to show them that I was serious. ‘If you have any issue with my decision, shut up and swallow em, I don’t care about or need your filthy opinions. I don’t give a shit if it’s right or wrong, when I say get out, you get. Is that clear? Yes, thank you.’ I threatened in haste.
‘Should I call the names sir?’ My secretary whose name I am yet to memorize, offered.
‘Yes,’ I slid the file back to her. She took it and cleared her throat. ‘Mr Immanuel Emberto, your company have been experiencing major lost for months now and is yet to rise back up. Your lost isn’t reaching up to the required percent of which all shareholders must meet up every month to retain a position here as one of the shareholders of Allen Firm. Failure to meet up for the last six months have hereby legally transfer your shares to Mr Ame Allen as stated in the terms of agreement before you signed in as a shareholder.’
‘But…’ I growled at his protest. He shut it.
‘Mr Enzo Ivano, you have been dropped for your love of debts. Mrs. Kassandra Williams, the constant scandals that rotates around you is dragging Spike to the ground and Allen Firm will not be dragged along with Spike. Miss Peterson, you are under the same reason as Mr Enzo Ivano and the last is Mr Miguel Lee, dropped for fraud.’
‘Now that is settled, get out.’
‘But…’
‘Don’t annoy me!’ I roared, slamming my hands on the table. They all flinched. The five people stood up, packed their things and hurried out. ‘Now, stage two, replacement.’
‘This is Mr. Olsen and Miss Jones, the new shareholders…’ I zoned out. How do I find Cookie? What am I missing? There have to be something I haven’t pinned my thought on.
Come on Ted, think, think!
What if the men didn’t dump her body? What if they took her to a private location where she is to be trained to become an enemy? Where are the men? Where is she?
‘God,’ I whimpered, covering my face as I sank down on the chair. They all looked at me. ‘Skip to the change, please, I need to leave.’ I keep adding please and thank you to my sentences, Cookie have ruined my manner of speech.
‘Well,’ Mr Combe stood up with lady, she had such striking resemblance with Cookie and how dare her carry coloured hair. No one is to carry such except my Cookie! ‘This will be the new CEO of Combe Corp, my daughter, Carlina Selene Combe.’
‘Good morning everyone, thank you for having me here. I’m honestly very nervous and unsure how to run my father’s business but I will do my best to…’
‘Is this a highschool presentation?’ I cut in coldly. She gulped and looked down. ‘I hate your hair and face.’
Mr. Combe cleared his throat. ‘Thank you sir,’ she giggled and bit her lower lip. Is she crazy?
Cookie is crazy.
‘Sit,’ she sat down and looked at me from underneath her lashes, I hate her.
Because she is crazy.
No one can be crazier than Cookie.
She’s beautiful.
Whose side are you on?!
I shook my head and glanced at her again, the way she was chewing her pen. Cookie.
🔥 Dinah 🔥
I was celebrating in,side, the plan was working! He kept glancing at me. I changed my plans, I couldn’t steal his girlfriend’s face but I did make some few adjusted to give me her features and had a surgery done on my vocal to make it sound lighter. Not as light and pleasantly musical like hers, but enough to remind him of her. I had studied enough to know a little on how she acts, how she behaves. My similarity to hers will make him want to be close to me, that way, I will steal his heart.
Maybe, just maybe, I won’t kill him after all.
💖 Valería 💖
I couldn’t be more happy, the lady had improved since she woke up again after going through pains nine days ago. She still couldn’t remember anything useful but she did remember Coco, cookie, Yolanda and Teddy. I assumed Coco would be her pet, cookie her favourite sugary snack because she loves eating it and Teddy would be her teddy bear’s name because she seems to be the childish one. I guessed Yolanda to be her name but she always winced when called that so the doctor told us to skip it.
Diego tried giving her a name, we called random names for her but she won’t accept it. Right now, she was talking nonstop about the cartoon she watched with Armando. He now had a buddy to do stuffs with. They were both eating cookies and laughing while I watched them.
‘Beauty,’ Diego called. She looked at him and winced. ‘What?’
‘Aileen,’ she said.
‘What?’
‘I just heard someone calling me Aileen and then the name Allen is scre-ming at me. I think my name is Aileen Allen.’ Diego looked at me.
‘Research,’ he quickly picked up his laptop. We searched the wh0le internet but didn’t find her anywhere. ‘Guess not.’
‘I kind of love the name, has a nice ring to it,’ Diego smiled. ‘But from now on, you’ll be Aileen Valeroso, our sister, my twin sister.’
‘Why not try something that will match your name?’ The girl suggested. ‘I love Dora!’ She squealed. ‘Dora and Diego, go Diego go!’ She shrieked and started singing as she clapped her hands. Armando joined her. Diego shifted closer and whispered.
‘Why do I have a feeling that there is someone out there looking for her? To kill her?’
‘We have to protect her until she gains her memory. I have enough money with me, we will relocate to any other city in Spain or leave Spain entirely. We must protect her.’ He nodded.
‘Where do we go to?’ I shrugged.
‘Can I get my hair back now?’ Dora giggled as Armando drummed on her baldhead.
‘What about Italy?’ I waved it off. I will think of somewhere else. But first, I need to erase all her hospital records and shut Mike up. Hopefully, my boss as well.
To be continued.