CAST OUT

He bit his lips, there was a sinister smile at his lips, which Elina was too dump to see. Her head was banging at the amount. A million bunk. In a month. Her college fee is settled, her rent. Everything is settled with just that million bunk. She could even buy new clothes, shoes and bags. If she works for three months it would be wow!

“Six months.”

“Three.”

Elina corrected.

“I’ll work for just three months.”

“You’ve made the best decision of your life. And note when you’re leaving don’t take any of this trash, I mean your dresses with. You ain’t taking a dine from here. Understand?”

She nodded and exhale.

“You’re strong and smart. You can do this.” She thought out loud to the amusement of Ethan.

“Hand me you cell phone. I’ll text the address.”

“Am going alone?”

“Yep.”

“Why?”

“What, I should stick to you. Are you out of your mind. They are expecting you just go over and do your thing. You can cook. Serve them on time, you know what to do.”

He gave her the phone once he had stored the address.

“That’s my phone number, you call me if anything comes up.”

“Okay.”

“Start now.”

“Now?”

“Are that dumb, write you resignation letter to carol. Now. First thing tomorrow morning you’re leaving here. He doesn’t like lateness. If you’re a minute late. Get ready to be beheaded.”

She looked shocked and a little terrified.

“That was a joke. Thought it was funny.” He laughed.

“Anyway don’t be late.” He turns and heads for the door.

“Remember this Elly, it’s once in a life time. Don’t be like the bamboo that breaks when it’s hit by a storm but be like the grass that will still raise after the storm.” He chuckled and shut the door behind him. That was weird.

“Are you a philosopher!”

She yelled. Hoping he heard, and he did.

“You’ll know what I mean soon enough!” He yelled back. She was leaning by the door. Totally confused. But she needed the money, if she keeps working for Carol she might never get the money till next year. That’s if she didn’t cut from her wages. And with this. It could be settled. At times like this she needed Ray.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and called him. A couple of times but he didn’t pick up the call. And when she tried again it was switch off. She slowly slide to the ground. You’re own your own now. Elina, every decision you make is on you. Every step you take. You take the responsibility that comes with it. Cause it’s your life. Not anyone else’s .

And that life, if you don’t live it the way, you’d promise, someone will definitely be mad at you. And that was her mother.

Susan.

Dead.

She wanted you to go to school, make friends, have a lot of boyfriends, cry a lot. Happy always. Always with that beautiful smile on your face.

“You’re my life. Elly, you gave me a reason to be happy. You made me a mother. I don’t want you to suffer. I don’t want to cry yourself to sleep when you think about me. Live. That’s all I ask. I’ll be watching you.”

Elina covered her mouth to muffle her cries. Her words from her dying bed. She was crushed by a hit and run driver.

” I hope have made you proud mother. I couldn’t make friends except Ray Who you forced us to be friends, and now my colleague. Barbra. No one else really liked me. They see me as a curse because I wasn’t pretty. They made no one talk to me. In high school I was mostly on my own was the best in high school. I won a lot of accolades. Made my school proud. I was offer a scholarship to complete high school.” She cried.

“I wanted to go to college but it’s hasn’t been easy, I wanted to study. Business. That was what we talked about remember. I really need the money to fulfill my dreams. Our dreams.”

Her face was filled with tears. And she wasn’t making any attempt to clean them off. After crying for long. She stood up from the ground and wipe her face with the hem of her dress.

No doubt, her journey starts tomorrow. She sat down with her laptop and began writing her resignation letter to carol….

He was standing facing the mirror as they had him dressed. His gaze was on the mirror but he was his attention was there.

“Don’t..” It was already too late before Aziel could scold him. The new recruit staff. Already had his hands on the body which he hates. Your hands mustn’t be on his body. Don’t touch them. Avoid them as plaque but button his shirt. His neck.

“He’s new, he doesn’t know..”

Kenzo gripped his hands and twists them.

“How did this twerp get in here?”

“Am so sorry ” He bow his head. But he knows nothing can be done, if he had been upset, there’s no second chance.

“You know what to do Aziel.” He took the gun from Aziel and cocked it.

Aziel turn to the two men beside the door. Giving them signals.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know.” Immediately they had a black cloth over his head.

“Don’t kill me please.” He cried as the strong arms held him. Down.

Not a good way to end but what can he do. He looked away when he pulled the trigger and hurled the gun at him. He caught it. Tucking them back in it’s rightful place. He killed him, without a hint of guilt in his eyes. He tuned to Aziel.

They dragged the body out of sight. And return almost immediately to wipe out the blood from the floor.

“Bring a bowl. I shouldn’t be telling you this. Aziel. You know your duty, if you don’t want to be beheaded.”

“Am sorry sir.”

He waved his off with his fingers. He returned as soon as possible with a bowl. Holding it up, so he could wash his hands. He could easily go over to the bathroom. Wash his hands and come back him. But he choose to send him around.

Well, he thought he was used to it. But it looks like he wasn’t.

He was buttoning his shirt by himself when came in, he bow and stood in beside him.

“What is it. Aziel? Why do I feel like you’re monitoring me. Do you need me to remind you I’m your boss. I’m Kenzo.”

At this point there was a slightly difference between him and Ethan. Proud. Assholes.

He dare not say that out loud. If he still wanna stay beside him.

“It’s about Ethan.”

“What about him.”

“He said. There’s something, or maybe someone you have to see, very urgently, this morning.”

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“He sounded serious sir, I think that was what he wanted to tell you when he came. I think you should see what this is all about. We could delay the meeting for five minutes.”

He swirled around and face Aziel.

“And if it’s something not worth my time. Who takes the blame.”

“I’ll. You can have my head for it.”

“Sure enough.”

He smirks and returns to the mirror.

“And sir…”

“What else. Aziel.”

“The party.”

“What stupid party.”

“Sir you know what it is already. And you’re expected to be there if you really want to have lord Gilbert by your side.”

“Is that a threat.”

“That was what he made it sounds like.”

“That you may not like the outcome of it.”

“I’ll take that as a threat.”

“You sure should.”

He moved away from the mirror and Aziel helped him but his suit on. He fix his wrist watch. And glanced at it.

“Five minutes before the minute. Let’s wait for the quest or whatever you was coming. For five minutes. A little late than that. I’ve Your head for it.”

Aziel bow and followed him downstairs. Running to keep up with him. Cause he was quite fast. And he knew the reason for it. So he could put him on the spot again.

“Kenzo Brennon..” he whispered. They had been together for almost six years. When he was still struggling for the top. He had chosen him, to be beside him when lord Gilbert cast his aside. To be killed. If he hadn’t walked in at that moment and bought him from lord Gilbert. He would have been singing hallelujah. By now. He still doesn’t know why he picked him, choose him, aside from the couple of others. Why he shown mercy when he shouldn’t have. Why he suddenly became soft towards him.

He sat down at the chaise with his leg crossed. Everything about him was just so perfect.

“Waiting for your guest.”

“Actually is Ethan’s”

“It’s better worth my time. Aziel. Am telling you.”

With a tone as that. He knew one of them wouldn’t see the light. Either the quest or him.

Is the guest worth it?