The Turbulence✔️ (#1 in the Our Side of The Dice series)

34: The Smoothest Vindication.

Christopher
Bonn, Germany

I decided to remain in the bathroom when the voice got a lot more familiar. It was closer to hearing shot even. My mind was reeling. As I leaned by the walls of the bathroom, I opened the door very slightly just before it would start to make that creaky sound.

The little effort I made on the doorknob granted me peeping access for just one eye so I made the best use of it. I saw Irene at the entrance of the living room with a man that was relatively taller than she was. The dim natural light from the outside made me see the identity of the man Irene was looking at and the familiarity of his voice made perfect sense only after seeing his face and recognizing it. It didn't do only that. It provided answers to my numerous "why's" from times past.

It was my former employee, Damian.

He had been working with Irene. I already suspected that when she showed up at the police station to bail me instead of him which made me fire him in the first place but now it was confirmed. He's here and I know his presence here is going to open my eyes to so many interesting things.  Quickly, I unlocked my phone and turned on the voice recorder with hopes that it would record their voices no matter how faint.

I couldn't see Irene's face properly because I didn't open the door widely enough but I knew she was tensed. She didn't want him here. Especially since I was at her house.

"What? I should come tomorrow? But it's been a while." he tried to keep his tone low but the sexual frustration in his voice begged to differ. I had to lean harder on the wall and making use of my one eye and placing my phone in between the open space of the doors to stay in check.

Irene was trying to push him out of the door. She was nervous.

"Yes. Come tomorrow. I know you won't believe this but...Christopher is here right now. Yes. I was finally able to get him to come around."

At that point, I knew I didn't have to worry about a call or a text from Yemisi and I didn't have to bother about getting a gynecologist to come over because I was about to learn the biggest news of my life. Although reluctantly and with utter disbelief, Damian decided to cooperate till Irene was able to get him out of the house, and immediately, she shut the door to the living room.

When I was sure they were out of the living room, I walked out of the bathroom and looked through the curtain. I saw Irene leaning against the iron barriers of the balcony with Damian standing close. I was happy that I could still hear the voices so I trusted my phone's voice recorder to do the same.

"How were you able to?"  Damian resumed his questioning. I held my breath dearly, hoping they wouldn't see me through the curtains.

"He simply gave up on pushing me away and has believed that the baby belongs to him... Don't ruin my last opportunity to make Christopher mine. Leave."

I covered my mouth with my free hand, trying so hard not to gasp. God had a bigger plan because that was only the reasonable explanation for why my vindication had come like this without having to stress any further.

And it was only in that moment I remembered that nothing had happened that night at the alehouse. Crazy how I couldn't remember anything until now. That night, my head felt extremely heavy-weighted and I didn't realize I was in the bedroom of an alehouse till my eyes opened slightly, somewhere in the middle of Irene trying to make love with me.

I wasn't sure of what I saw but the lower part of my body hurt so much... Like someone was squeezing it or holding it captive. Especially my penis. When I woke up the following morning to find myself stark naked but without any fluid or wetness in sight, I was confused. Did Irene have sex with me? I never knew the answer till now and I strongly believe she was trying hard to get me erect then and it was clear her efforts had been futile.