( When trust fails...... ππ)
βοΈ Written by Favour Ifeoluwa olanrewaju β β
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PROLOGUE π₯π₯
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Dad held my hand pulling me along as we both ran; away from the unknown. The white clothe he wore was stained with blood, and I haven't seen his face since he pulled me and we started running.
I could hear our footsteps echoing loudly as we ran through the hallway. My heart was pounding so hard against my chest; I was getting tired and running out of breath. I didn't know what we were running away from but I knew it was something not good.
Remembering I haven't seen mum, I asked.
"Dad, where is mum?"
He didn't answer, he just kept pulling me along as we ran.
"Dad" I called again but he still didn't answer.
"Dad please say something" I shouted my voice echoing loudly.
I pulled my hand from his and he stopped. He didn't turn, his back still at me.
"Dad" I called, and...... he turned; and that very moment, I got frozen to the spot.
His eyes were white, totally white; no pupil at all!
He gave a faint smile and said.
"Mira is gone"
"Your mum is gone" he said, held me and resumed pulling me.
"To where?" I asked. "Can I see her?"
"She's in a place you can't go to now, that's why I'm taking you out of here too. Cos' I'm gone to".
'I got confused, like what the heck is dad saying? Mum is gone.... and he is gone too??'
"H..how... I don't understand" I shuttered.
"Where have you both gone to?"
But suddenly, dad pulled me to his back defensively his grip tightening and his hands shaking.
He's quite taller so I had to stretch to my right to see who dad is hiding me from.
"Gregg... uncle Greg" I called excitedly, that I've eventually seen another party, but the gaze they were exchanging got me confused.
'Greg's my dad best friend, our family friend. Why are they looking at each other that way??'
"Greg, please spare my daughter... don't take down all my family, please..." Dad pleaded with him and for the first time, I saw tears in his eyes. Greg smiled evily shocking me.
His hands were at his back and when he brought them forward, he held a very long sharp arrow, blood dripping from it.
Dad moved back with me and Greg stepped forward laughing like a beast. I had my mouth hanged open, I was too shocked.
"I used this on Mira" he said admist laugh and I went cold
'Gregg.... killed my mum??'
"I know" dad answered, this time he was crying like a baby.
"Please let my daughter stay, please........"
"No, she can't!"
"I'm not too inconsiderate to leave an orphan" he smirked.
"Greg..." dad called.
"I really don't know how we've wronged you but you're one hell of a FRIENDLY ENEMY' π
I was having mixed feelings, my mind was having problem with processing things.
"You sure know that" he answered dad smiling and like a speed of light, he was right at my front, yanked me from dad and I screamed loudly.
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I woke up to hands shaking and I screaming. It had been a dream!
I felt relieved looking at their faces. My dad and mum were fine, my granny stared at me with worried eyes.
I smiled happily, I didn't know when I hugged dad. I felt happy.
"A bad dream right?" he asked and I nodded.
"You're going to tell us later baby, huh..._"
I looked up forward and saw a pink cardboard pasted on the wall; with a writing 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU PRINCESS'
I smiled, today is my birthday, I'm 13 years today!
I turned to them still smiling, but just then the door flung open and he chose that moment to come in. Okay; Greg rushed in, a cup of water in his hands. My wide smile immediate dried on my lips.
He hieved a sigh and smiled at me. Just that same smile from my dream.
He was smiling but I wasn't; I was loosing it!
And that was all I could remember, before everything went blank.
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TBC
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