01/13/2023
🩸BLÔÒ•D IN THE HOUSE🩸
🩸EPISODE 5🩸
By the time I got to where he was, it was already too late.
He has already brought the door down with the big axe he was carrying.
He grabbed my harmless and armless innocent brother by the neck as if he owned him some money. It was as if he wanted to strangle him to dea•th, and all I could do was just to observe from a distant, because if I try any obnoxious movement, he is going to probably hāck my brother to de•ath with the axe he was holding.
“What do you really want. Is there anything more to this?, I said in an attempt to initiate a conversation. “Just leave my brother alone and kil•l me instead. My mum and little sis are already de•ad because of you, do you want to add my brother too”, I added but he was not even shaking.
For some moments, I thought he was high on crystal mēth because he wasn’t even responding to me at all. He just grabbed my brother, held his neck to the sharpened part of the axe, and he kept on staring at me for more than 5 minutes, daring me to take the first step.
Of course, I couldn’t take the step because all it’ll take for him to ki•ll my brother is just a tiny push to the front and the axe will slice my brother’s throat.
“Guess I won’t get to watch you ki•ll yourselves after all. I’m going to ki•ll this one myself”, he said with a grin while emphasising on “this one” as if he didn’t know my brother’s name.
He made no move for about 20 minutes and when I realised that my brother has already gotten weak due to the way he held him down to the axe, I talked.
“What are you going to do now”, I asked.
“Ki•ll you, of course”, he answered immediately. “I’m just using this to wait for the buyers that are delaying me, they’ll want a much more fresher meat”, he spouted shamelessly which almost made me lose it.
“Can you just please, leave my brother out of this. You can k•ill me instead”, I screamed pleadingly. I started praying to God to save Ezekiel as soon as I said this, pleading with him to take me instead.
I closed m my eyes deeply to say more words of prayer, and immediately I opened my eyes, the next thing I saw was the head of my brother rolling towards me in a slow motion.
I thought that was all until I realised that he was already rushing towards me too with the axe. He wanted to take our heads in an instant.
I luckily dodged his blow and the next thing he did surprised me.
“Good one, boy”, he said cackling. He started laughing wildly and licking the blo•od of my brother that was on the axe. “You should have seen the look on your little brother’s eyes, but too bad, your eyes were tightly shut”, he added mockingly.
I looked at the two knives in my hands, and I thought that I’ll be merciful if I just stab him with that and he gets to just die like that. I threw the two knives on the floor as if I had something else I was depending on.
“Wow. You’re surprisingly getting more fierce”. he said again even though I wasn’t sure whether he was being serious or he was mocking me. “You know what, the buyers will soon be here. Let’s fini……”.
I charged at him before he could finish what he was saying.
He reacted fast and knocked me off with a slap. It was as if his hands wasn’t made of flesh because every hearing sense in that part of my cheek stopped.
I charged at him again and he did the same thing. I quickly grabbed one of the knives I left earlier when I realised that I might not be able to do anything without it.
I charged at him again, and the moment he raised his hands up again to slap me, I stabbed the hand.
He winced and screamed and cried when he saw the hole in his hand. That didn’t stop me from stabbing him again and again, until he could no longer defend him.
“Now, it’s time for you to feel what my family felt”, I whispered into his ears as I picked the axe up.
Without wasting time, I splitted his head into two.
It was as this moment that a knock came on the door.
I knew that it was the buyer. I was already expecting them too.
I tightened my grip on the axe, and I started tiptoeing towards the door.
I opened the door slowly and I was just about to strike the buyer when it turned out to be Mr Charles and Mr Dolapo, the two tenants that were directly living on top of us.
And in their hand were two sacks.
I wasn’t sure whether they were the buyer, or they were just there because of the noise they were hearing.
♡♡THE END♡♡
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