The Devil Who Loved Me ~Episode 39

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​I was rolling in bed. It was difficult to sleep, everywhere felt like Jafar, from the smell to the bold colors of the room. I tried listening to music but they were his songs. 
Naeto C’s “Kini big deal” was working for me until; 
Naeto C said “Kilode my darling?” and I wanted to die. Jafar loved that part of the song. So I went to the kitchen, two guys were smoking Kush there, they quickly exited as I entered, I picked up a piece of cloth and a bucket full of water and went outside to Jafar’s Benz. It was in the same shape in which i had brought it back. The back Glass was still broken, with shreds of glass on the seats, his blood had stained the front seats. I soaked the chairs with water and detergent and started brushing the blood out. 
In no time the contents of the bucket was deep red..i sobbed as I washed. My hands were bruised when I called it quits, I sat on the back seat when a phone rang, I picked up my phone then I realized it was another phone that had rang. I found the Nokia phone beneath the seat; it was the phone that the police-man who was leaning close to my window was holding. it must have dropped in the car when Jafar hit him. The excitement I got from finding the phone was nothing compared to how I felt when I went through the contents…towards the end..i became shocked…I called Uche, told him to meet me in Jafar’s car. 
Uche: I think say you don sleep..
 Me: no..i couldn’t.. I gave him the phone to peruse.. 
Uche : are you serious? I just nodded my head…I was still dumbfounded… 
Uche : where did you find it? I told him how everything happened, including Jafar’s last attempt to avoid the tragic incident. 
Me: you know what I realized?…Jafar actually hit the guy at my side so he won’t be able to shoot at me, in the last moments he put me first.. 
Uche : him na correct guy… 
Me: VC called me, asking for a meeting with us this weekend.. 
Uche ; what do you think? 
Me: would Jafar have attended? 
Uche : Yes, he likes the VC.. 
Me: we should go then… 
Uche: so when do we move? 
Me: move where?
 Uche : with this information we have got…or are u not up to it? 
Me: oh…as soon as possible…
Uche : are you sure? 
Me: I can barely wait…but I need a favor… 
Uche: what?
Me : let’s keep it to just you and I for now… 
Uche: No problem… I bade him goodnight… 
I woke up some hours later, it was very cold and I was hungry..i went back to the room to find the left over sugar-cane Jafar and I had munched in the fridge. As I ate it I thought of the past few months..i remembered the meeting I had with Abayomi, Kofo, Michael and Uche…I never knew that gathering would change my life ..But it did… And tomorrow, it was about to be changed forever.. 
Morning came slower than I had hoped, but when it came, I was ready.. I went to the bathroom, stared at myself in the mirror, I looked horrible. My eyes were swollen and I looked drain..i stripped off my clothes and turned the shower on…I sat on the floor as water washed over me for more than thirty minutes.. I didn’t have enough black clothes, I intent to buy as soon as I got the chance. I wore a black gown with a pair of black shoes. Jafar’s black Loius Vuitton Shades was in his wardrobe…it didn’t really fit me, but I wanted something of his to be with me at all times.. 
Uche and “Last-born” were waiting in the Hilux when I got outside, our journey was taking us to Irolu. As we passed the area in which Jafar was killed, I found it hard to breathe. My phone vibrated… 
Me : Timi what’s up? 
Timi: I am good…calling to see if I can see you today.. 
Me: that would be nice, I would come to your house later tonight..somethings came up that I would like to inform you..
 Timi: cool, should I cook anything? 
Me: not gotten my appetite back..but thanks.. 
Timi: you know I always got your back… 
Me: I am grateful,Timi.. The hotel we were going to at Irolu was called “Mother Care”. It had been well described in one of the messages seen in the cell Phone. My prayer was that the Police-man hadn’t suspected that the phone was with me. The hotel was hidden by a Rubber plantation, but after a sharp bend along the narrow motor path, it exposed itself in all its majesty. It was not hard locating the Suite that we were looking for. He had registered in the Hotel as Mr Williams. 
When we got to the door, I told the guys to chill outside while I entered. I knocked but there was no response. It was a big suite so I suspected that the occupant must be far from the door. I turned the handle of the door, luckily it opened. The place was luxurious, the door ushered me into the sitting room, it was unoccupied. So I tiptoed in the direction of the room. I started hearing moans before I got there. The door was slightly ajar so I peeped. Lying on the bed was a man, a very busty girl was riding his face, his tongue smacking in and out of her, she grabbed at her b—-t in ecstasy, another girl held his dicck in her hand and was sucking it like her life depended on it. 
The room was dark but the threesome happening was visible. I tiptoed inside the room, they didn’t notice as they were engrossed in their activity..i turned on the switch by the wall.. 
Man : what the hell! Who the hell are you? The two girls sprung up from the bed with their b—-t giggling as they picked their clothes and ran out of the room.. 
Me: Good morning Sir.. 
Man: who the hell are you? 
Me: I am Tana, and you are? 
Man : Get the hell out of my suite, what kind of rubbish is this? The foolish man took his time in tying the bed sheet around his waist… 
Me: sorry for disturbing your tryst, but what I need to ask you couldn’t wait.. He went to the Inter-com… 
Man: I will call the Receptionist to come and boot your ass out of here, I am sure a Police station shouldn’t be far away… 
Me: don’t be stupid.. He was taken aback; his right hand squeezed his grey beard… 
Man: Are you mad? Do you know who you are talking to? 
Me: Yes I Know, Prof Agbaide. ]The DVC stuttered.. 
Prof Agbaide : young lady, who are you, what do you want and how did you find me?
 Me: I am here as regards Jafar?
 Prof Agbaide: who is Jafar? I brought out Jafar’s gun from my purse… The renowned professor of Maths and Statistics fell on the bed.. 
Me: any other wrong answer and you get a bullet.. 
Prof Agbaide : Who was he to you? 
Me: My life… 
Prof Agbaide : I am sorry, please…please…I have a wife and kids…little children…please spare my life…. 
Me : why did you order for him to be killed?
 Prof Agbaide: It wasn’t my making, it was orders from above…it was beyond my power…I am a Christian, I didn’t support the move. 
Me: I have all the messages you exchanged with the cops, you even described him and the car he drove… 
Prof Agbaide : I was just following orders.. 
Me: So you would be the Vice-Chancellor? 
Prof Agbaide: that wasn’t the ultimate aim, the school was going in the wrong direction, Jafar and his guys were the stumbling block. 
Me: National would probably have won and given you the mandate you required.. 
Prof Agbaide : Even with National, Jafar was still a problem..
 Me : so you killed my best Friend, Abayomi…and Jafar? 
Prof Agbaide: I didn’t kill them, I was just following the script.. 
Me: Good 
Prof Agbaide : Now that Jafar and Eli are dead, we can start afresh…I am influential enough to make you the next SUG president. Believe me! 
Me: are you serious? 
Prof Agbaide : Yes 
Me: wont that be lovely?
 Prof Agbaide : I will give you 3million Naira cash too.. 
Me: you are generous sir…do you know people think you have been kidnapped or even killed in Ago-iwoye.
 Prof Agbaide : I just wanted to stay out of the politics for a while, you know I told you I am a Christian..i was tired of the deaths.. The image of the girls with him earlier flashed through my mind, I smiled at the Christian.. 
Me: No problem… 
Prof Agbaide : Thank you my daughter, what department are you in? I promise you that you will graduate with a 2’1. Truthfully… 
Me: You are far too kind sir… 
Prof Agbaide: it’s my pleasure dear…just put down the gun… I did as I was told. I could see the smile of victory spread across his face. I started to leave the room.. 
Prof Agbaide : don’t leave like this, let me give you money.. 
Me: don’t worry…I am okay… Uche and “Last-Born” were waiting by the balcony as I stepped out..I walked down to the Hilux to wait for them, in about ten minutes, they joined me. “Last-Born” was holding something wrapped in a piece of cloth..
 Me: Uche, wetin “Last-Born” dey put inside booth? 
Uche : Na the man head, we no wan waste bullet on top the pig.. 
Me: Oh… “Last-Born” joined Uche in front as we drove back to Ago-iwoye.. A Uk number was calling me, it was Toun…
 Me: Hello babe..
 Toun: I will be coming back this weekend o..heard we will be resuming classes on Monday.. 
Me: Yes.. 
Toun: I got you a couple of things, anyhow sha…when we see… 
Me: Thanks dear…see you soon! 
We were in Ago before 2pm, we went straight to the house, where I closed the door and spoke to Jafar. I didn’t need words, I spoke through my heart…whenever I spoke to him like that I felt peace. Around 6pm, I called Timi.. 
Me: are you home?
 Timi: yes dear.. 
Me: can I come now?
 Timi: yes you can..
 Me: are you sure…I don’t want to disturb you o… 
Timi: come jor, after all that has happened, you need somebody to take care of you..
 Me: thank you dear. 
Timi was waiting by the door when I knocked, he opened the door immediately…I fell into his arms as we hugged..
 Timi: Tana, my Tana…you don’t have to worry again.. 
Me: thank you.. He led me to his bed where we sat close to each other. The same bed that he had deflowered me. The same bed wjere many of our fondest memories had taken place.. 
Timi: so how are you faring? 
Me: It has not been easy, but God has been good. 
Timi: I am glad you are so strong.. 
Me: Timi, you still love me? 
Timi: yes, never stopped…why ask? 
Me: I just wanted to know…
 Timi : you are not alone. When would you leave that place you are staying.. 
Me: you want me to move in with you? 
Timi: yes…so I can take care of you… 
Me: okay! 
Timi: are you serious?
 Me: yes!.. Tomorrow.. He hugged me, I could still see the love in his eyes.. 
Timi: Jafar was a wonderful guy…
 Me: yes, he was.. 
Timi: will you sleep here tonight… 
Me: if you want me to, Jafar’s house holds too much memories… 
Timi: ofcuz…I will go get you Suya Burger.. 
Me: Thanks darling… 
Timi: you are welcome my love…
 Me: why did you kill Jafar, though? Timi looked at me like I was mad.. 
Timi: what do you mean?
 Me: is it because you really miss my p—y? 
Timi: you are not making sense dear…why will I kill Jafar?…he is a cultist…he must have had plenty people that wanted him dead…he killed Eli for christ’s sake. 
Me: sorry, I just wanted to be sure… He looked at me deeply… 
Timi: you got me worried there..i suspect Eli’s people though… 
Me: me too… 
Timi: hmmmm, terrible..chai.. 
Me: I need you to explain something to me though… 
Timi: what? 
Me: How come you told me the DVC was missing but he was in an hotel in Irolu.. 
Timi: are you serious? I didn’t know that…though the guy was kidnapped.. 
Me: the thing is I have his phone, and you guys have been doing a lot of talking…
 Timi: me? You are going crazy again.. 
Me: Timi, till I die I will never forget your number…I loved you so much it got stuck in my head…
 Timi: ok, the truth is I knew where he was but I couldn’t tell anyone, Jafar and co where after his head..
 Me: I read the messages you guys exchanged too, you were his liaison to Eli and the Cops that killed Jafar. 
Timi: Tana, shut up! 
Me: what I can’t understand is why did you choose to work for us, when National was you people’s candidate. 
Timi: I don’t know what you are saying! 
Me: Timileyin…I have all the evidence…tell me why you killed Jafar 
Timi: because I loved you.. 
Me: what? 
Timi: if Jafar hadn’t been killed, you would have been killed…I had to choose Jafar… 
Me: and Abayomi too?
 Timi: He should have dropped out of the race with all the kidnappings..but it was clear he was strong headed..
 Me: I thought he was your good friend.. 
Timi: He was, but he wasn’t in the big picture. Look Tana, I really liked Abayomi, but when I was approached by the DVC, I had no choice than to play their game… 
Me: How much were you given? 
Timi: what? 
Me: answer me Timi… 
Timi: 5 million.. 
Me: hmmm.. 
Timi: baby, believe me, I did it for us..Jafar was a cultist. There was a high possibility that he would still have been killed. I wouldn’t have interfered further if Eli had killed him, but he couldn’t.. 
Me: do you know Eli would have raped me?
 Timi: that b—–d, I told him not to touch you…
 Me: so what happens now? 
Timi: let’s just keep it between us..please…not a soul…delete the messages, destroy the phone..we would share the money equally…start that Fast food restaurant that we have always wanted “Tati café”..i will love you for the rest of my life…as soon as we graduate, we serve and get married! 
Me: how romantic
 Timi: we belong together.. 
Me: Uche!.. They broke open the door… 
Timi: what the fvcck!..what is happening here? Get the fvcck out of my house! Uche and “Last-Born” stood on other sides of Timi..
 Me: bye Timi.. Timi wanted to say something…but the punch by Uche’s good hand sent him crashing on the bed’s head-rest. I stood up and went to seat on a chair that faced the bed, I remembered thos times in the past when I sat there and watched him sleep.. Uche and “Last-Born” continued raining punches on him, until he could hardly move… 
Timi: Tana..pleaaaaaaaaase, I beg u…please help me beg them Another punch broke his lips..blood splattered everywhere… I looked at the Timi I had once loved..i felt no pity… 
Timi: heeeeelp mmmmme… I walked out of the room. 
Watch out for the final episode at 10pm