"It's absolutely terrifying, the kind of deep suffering the happiest looking people are able to hide inside themselves".
~ Nikita Gill
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
_GREED_
JASON'S POV
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I watched Riele enter a cab with her two friends. She seemed to be following those girls all around since she started this school. After she left my class, I still wondered what discussion she'd had with Lilian. I personally wouldn't advice her spending time with Lilian because Lilian could be bad influence. Glancing at my wrist watch it was already quarter past three pm. Aunty Mbola still hadn't picked me up yet especially after she insisted earlier on picking me up from school along with her children. I hated it when I was being taken to school or picked up from school. It made me feel like a ten year old boy when in actual sense I'm seventeen turning eighteen. I laughed at that thought. It reminded me of the sound of music.
'I am seventeen turning on eighteen I'll take care of you...'
"Who are you taking care of?" Lilian asked as she smacked my blemish free arm.
"What! was I singing that out loud?" I asked. I actually thought I was singing the song in my mind.
"Yes, you were also smiling broadly". Lilianc was beaming at me.
"Shit!" I cursed out.
"Hey, when did you start cursing". She exclaimed opening a pack of snickers chocolate. Often times I wondered if this girl ever stopped eating, her mouth was always moving. It's either she's talking or eating something.
"You want some?" She offered after opening the pack.
"Sure, who wouldn't want Snickers". I smiled broadly who am I not to accept snickers. Still munching on my snack, I remembered Lilian had a conversation with Riele earlier that day.
"What were you discussing with Riele today?" I inquired while playfully shoving Lilian's shoulder.
"Who's Riele?" She asked as she scrunched up her nose.
"You don't know Riele? The girl you talked to during break-time today". I reminded her with folded arms and a questioning brow.
"Oh, we were talking about you." She smiled mischievously.
"About me?" I asked giving her a wry smile and continued "so, tell me what exactly it is".
"Yes you and I'll do well not to be a snitch. Do you need coke? My goods are arriving this week". She asked changing the topic without efforts.
"Yes I do. I'm already running out of it". I told her. To be honest I wasn't very uncomfortable talking about drugs in public. I would rather order online.
"Okay, I'll bring it for you on Monday. How much do you need?"
"Twenty grams will do". I said rubbing the back of my head slightly.
"Alright then".
Thankfully, the familiar honk of aunty Mb's toyota camry helped me out of conversing with Lilian. I shoved the empty pack of the snickers chocolate I just had into the breast pocket of Lilian's blazer, blew her an air kiss and took long strides to my cousin's car. I heard Lilian yell but I decided to block her words. I opened the passenger side of the car and stepped in.
"Who's that girl". Aunty Mb asked eyeing me slowly as she started the engine of the car. The car hummed a little and she started driving.
"She's a friend". I told her calmly looking out at the familiar surroundings I'd gotten used to seeing for the past five years of my life and counting probably.
"Hmmmm. I hope she's just a friend because if she's more than that, you know what I'm capable of". She fired at me, her eyes spoke of fierce jealousy.
"I know". I replied coldly.
"What's up with the cold treatment this afternoon?". She asked but I completely ignored her. I wasn't ready to have an irrelevant conversation with her today.
"If you like don't answer me. You are still going to do it today and there is nothing you can do about it". She clarified. I still didn't budge. I was not going to say a single word this statement either. Every single time she started this conversation it always irritated me.
"I will pay you double this time, don't worry". She she faked a smile and began rubbing my thigh with her palm. It took every strength in me not to shove her hands from my legs. She sighed after realizing I won't give her my attention.
She drove into her mansion, turned off the engine and stepped out of the car and I followed suit. I always wondered what joy she derived in living in a large mansion with just three boys. Each time I stepped into the house it reeked greed, loneliness and falsified wealth. I know you may wonder how a house could smell like that but you wouldn't understand unless you've lived here for approximately a year. Sometimes I wonder what lies aunty Mb told her friends if they asked her where she got her wealth from. Don't get me wrong though, aunty mb isn't a ritual killer nor is she a cultist.
Aunty Mb got pregnant out of wedlock at age twenty-one to one of the former governors of a state I'm still not sure of. I don't know how she got access to him and it still baffles me till today. Aunty Mb refused him when he offered marriage saying she couldn't marry an old man and that she would rather be his baby mama. He agreed with her and gave her the house, started a business for her but aunty Mbola was still greedy. She wanted more. She made sure he willed most of his properties to both her children and then killed him. She killed him cold bloodedly, I watched her that night. I was just an eleven years old pre-teen, but it still haunts me till now, I always have that scary thought at the back of mind that this house is haunted each time I step into it.
I went up straight to my room slammed the door shut and locked it. I stepped into the shower and took a long relaxing bath. I wish it was possible to wash off every single form of pain, loneliness and sadness but it was impossible. I left the bathroom knowing aunty Mb will call me soon.
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I switched on my phone, scrolled through Instagram and waited patiently for Riele's message. She'd promised to reply my messages but I hadn't received any yet. I opened my whatsapp to check for her messages but saw none either. I opened her private chat her last seen wasn't even showing. I went back to instagram to check if she was active but it showed she was active nine hours ago. I decided to switch off my data and read. I had WAEC and NECO exams coming up soon, I needed to start reading since I didn't have anything important to do.
"Jason! Jason! Jason!". Aunty Mb yelled. It wasn't up to an hour since I opened my physics textbook before I was being rudely interrupted.
" My name". I yelled back at her to shut her up.
"Come over, now". She shouted at me. I closed my eyes and sighed knowing what I would have to do.
"I'm coming". I shouted loud enough for her to hear. I kept my textbook on my reading desk left the room and locked it. I couldn't risk leaving my room opened.
I made my way to aunt Mbola's room.
I knocked on the door slightly, I couldn't barge into her room even if she called for me.
"Come in". She commanded. I came in, leaving the door a little bit opened.
"Close the door and lock it". She commanded again. I did as I was told. She nodded and smiled at me. She was tucked into her white duvet. She patted the empty part of her bed. I gulped whilst I made my way to the empty part of her bed.
I knew why I was here. I was here to satisfy the lustful desire of this woman before me.
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AN; Andddddddddd we have a chapter!!
I decided to write this chapter in Jason's pov because I feel it's important in this book plot. The next chapter would still be written in his point of view. I wanted to give you an insight on what goes on in the mind of Jason. I hope you don't mind.
Next update is on Monday
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