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Written by Hossana Ojoniko Isaac
I suddenly felt very angry with whoever was behind this nonsense
They have no idea what I’m capable of doing
How dare they treat me like this?
Even Neptune and his subjects couldn’t treat me like this
Me: no ooo!
I screamed and bit his lips with all the strength left in me
He staggered back
Clint: you can’t help yourself Blue. You’re helpless
Me: hahaha, me? Helpless? Or it’s you who’s helpless?
Clint: one of your friends is dead already, you want to end up like him? Okay, no problem
He pulled a pistol from his back and cocked it then pointed it to me
I became scared
If only I wasn’t tied up
I would have used my powers
But my hands are weak and tied down
I can’t do anything
Only mother knows how to use eye contact magic
I was supposed to learn that next month
If only mother was here
She would have helped me
I suddenly became so nervous and angry
The thought of me being used made me angry
I tried to use eye contact magic on him but it didn’t work
Clint: do you want to rethink?
He asked putting the gun down
Clint: if you stop being a stubborn girl, I might even spare your life
I didn’t reply him
He came closer to me and touched my lips, rubbing his index finger on them
Clint: so juicy and full. I could marry you
I closed my eyes and tried to reach out to my mother through telepathy but it wasn’t connecting
It seems I am in a faraway place.
I couldn’t reach her
Then there’s no way she’ll be able to feel me too if the distance is very much
I felt pure anger at the way things were going
I sighed deeply and tried to concentrate more
It still didn’t work
I opened my eyes
I looked at Clint and decided to use another method on him
My voice was so tender and gentle
Clint : yes my darling
Me: do you like the way I am?
He squatted in front of me again
Me: do you like the way I’m wounded? And in pain?
My tears fell
Clint: tears and pity don’t work on me dear, nice try.
He got up and tried to move away
Me: that’s not what I mean. It’s about what you prefer. Do you prefer me being tied up and ugly than being free, fresh and beautiful?
He looked at me and smiled
Clint : what do you suggest?
Me: untie me please. It would be better than this cause I’m dying. Isn’t this place locked up and secured? I don’t think I can escape
Clint: okay I’m going to untie you and have you treated. I’ll have to keep you here with me for some time before discarding you because I want you.
He moved to a table and got a pen knife.
He hummed as he gently cut off the ropes.
Soon I was free
Me: thank you Clint
He carried me up and took me out of the dark room to another room which was bright.
I dimmed my eyes cause they were hurting as a result of the light
He gently placed me on the bed and went out
I was feeling so much pain
There was no blood flow and my legs and hands were totally weak.
Clint came back with a towel and a bowl of warm water.
He sat beside me and soaked the towel into the water.
He began to clean up the dried blood and injuries.
I groaned in pain and tears fell freely.
Clint : you look innocent and have a good heart. What did you do to that someone wants you dead?
I looked away
My tears making the pillow wet
Me: I don’t know Clint, I don’t know
My voice cracked and I started to sob
I was in so much pain
Clint : don’t worry. I might spare you
He stood up and I looked at him
Clint : some people hate us for no reason. I’m a deadly assassin. The people I assassinate are sometimes guiltless. But that is usually non of my business, my business is the money. But……. You? Let’s see how it goes
He smirked again and left the room
I closed my eyes
The next time I opened them was when I felt someone’s presence
I saw Clint setting a table
I watched him for sometime
He was humming a song as he arranged the plates and cups.
He looked deadly and dangerous especially with his scars and a skull ???? at his bare back.
It was a scary tattoo
He turned and saw that I was awake
Clint : good morning baby
My eyes went to his stomach. The same tattoo was there too
That’s so weird of him
Clint : admiring my tattoo?
He moved closer to me and touched my right hand.
He lifted it up
Clint : want to touch it?
I jerked my hand back and he laughed
Clint: I hope you slept well?
He helped me to sit up and rest my back on the bed frame
He kept the pillow on my leg
My voice was so low and not clear
He kept his hands on his waist and looked at me
Clint: you want to use the bathroom right?
I nodded slowly
He helped me to stand up.
His hand on my waist and mine on his shoulder.
We gently moved to the bathroom door
He opened it and helped me in.
He left me and made sure I could stand on my own before he left
I turned slowly and looked at the mirror.
I was looking so ugly with all those bruises but little or no blood stains at all
I imagined if Adrian should see me, if he would recognize me
I smiled a little
I gently opened the tap with my sore fingers and washed my face.
I saw a new toothbrush so I used it.
I turned gently and leaped to the door.
I opened it and got out
I would have healed myself but I felt I shouldn’t yet.
And I don’t know why.
Clint moved to me and helped me close the door properly as he held me
Clint: breakfast in bed or you wanna use the table?
Clint: are you sure? Your body, won’t it hurt?
Clint: the bed will be better
He helped me and placed me on the bed then brought a stool and kept a tray on it
Clint: I hope you like omelettes?
He uncovered the omelette and brought a cup of coffee for me. He also kept some slices of toast on a plate
I was salivating.
Food was the first thing on my mind
Clint: let me get water then feed you. I’m sure you can’t carry nor hold anything
He chuckled at his own joke and went to the table to get water
He sat beside me and made me drink water first then began to feed me
Me: did you make it?
The food was good and had a special taste.
Clint: yeah, I was a professional chef
Me: before you became an assassin
He chuckled and continued to feed me
Clint: you sure have an appetite. It’s probably because you didn’t eat for two days. You were unconscious
My face became dull
I remembered what he was using me for during those days and tears welled up.
I lost my appetite
He noticed and dropped the food from his hand.
My tears began to fall
He brought his hand and wiped them off slowly
Clint: I’m sorry for what I did to you. I didn’t know you were still in your innocence. I shouldn’t have, but my lust was just too strong
My tears fell more
I looked up at him
Me: why are you nice to me?
He looked deep into my eyes
Clint: you’re warmhearted. You remind me of Tasha
He moved closer to me and tried to kiss me but I looked away
Clint: I’m sorry
He bowed his head
Me: who’s Tasha?
Clint: my bride. She was assassinated in cold blood on our wedding day. In her dress.
My eyes widened
His head was still bowed and I could see his muscles contracting.
As if pure anger was flowing through his veins
Clint: Tasha’s death made me this way. I lost my sanity and humanity. I became cold
He covered his face with his palms.
His veins were so turgid
Me: is that why you became an assassin
Clint : I went after the people who killed her. I did my research and found them. It turned out to be her own sister. She took Tasha away from me because she was angry with her. I murdered her sister. I sliced her into pieces and sent the picture to her lunatic boyfriend who helped her to kill Tasha.
I told him I was coming for him too
Hahaha. He tried to run away but he couldn’t hide. I killed him and removed his heart
How can someone be so heartless
I became scared
I don’t want to be killed that way
I don’t even want to be killed
He turned and saw the fright in my eyes
Clint: Blue, you remind me so much of Tasha. She had Blue eyes too. And was so innocent. She doesn’t deserve to die.
He screamed and I jerked back
He stood up and walked out with his eyes red.
Was he going to take a gun or a knife?
I was so scared
He came back moments later with a cigarette in his mouth.
He was wearing a short sleeved shirt but all his buttons were unhooked
His chest and deadly tattoo were still showing
Clint: I’m going out for fresh air. Eat up
He left and I looked at the food.
I suddenly got my appetite back and took it up
I finished it up and drank my coffee.
I got down from the bed with enough energy
It was time to escape
I tried to heal up but the door opened and I got frightened
Clint: what are you doing?
I couldn’t answer
He closed the door and looked at me from head to toe.
Is he thinking of using me again?
His definitely not okay
I’ll just have him paralyzed
Clint: you want to leave right?
Clint: do you have any idea where you are? You’re in Ireland
No wonder I couldn’t contact mother
Then we heard a female voice from outside calling Clint
Clint: oh no, she’s here. Quick get into the closet now. Don’t worry, I won’t let her hurt you again. I promise.
He quickly helped me into the closet and locked it.
She was already in the room
Clint: yes, princess Gladys
My eyes popped open
So she’s behind this
She’s the reason for everything
My blood boiled red with anger
Gladys: is it done?
Clint: yes, two days ago
Gladys: so you killed her immediately?
Clint: yes. I couldn’t wait. I have other things to do
Gladys : good… I want to see her body?
Clint : is this place a morgue or what? I don’t keep the body of people whom I assassinate here. I would have shown you the video of her assassination but unfortunately I couldn’t make the video. So just pay me my balance and leave here
His voice was so harsh and cold
I was looking from the opening on the closet’s door and I saw her raising her hand to slap him
Gladys: how dare you talk to me with disrespect?
Clint caught her hand in mid air
Clint : don’t do anything stupid. If I should have you killed now, no one would know. And I’ll just tie you up, use you to my satisfaction and hang you to my ceiling then stick my knives through every single opening in your naked body
Gladys shivered and so did I
Clint was serious so she brought her eyes down and he released her hand
She brought out some bundles and handed it to him.
He looked at it
Threw them to the bed and made her leave
My legs shivered and I almost fell
After about thirty minutes, the door opened and it was him
Clint : let’s go
He pulled me out and carried me up.
He was with the money in a bag and he headed out through the door
Me: where are we going?
Clint : somewhere safer than here?
To Be Continued
Written by Hossy Rich
Guys what do you think of Clint?
Is he trustworthy?
And please, for those of you who have read the story before. I’m begging you in the name of God to stop telling people what’s going to happen next. It hurts me to see such comments, please allow the rest of the readers to see things for themselves. Sometimes I wish I could even change the story because of those people who keep on exposing mysteries in the comment section. And if it gets out of hand, I’ll definitely rewrite the story to an unpredictable and more technical one. To avoid this, please don’t tell them anything ahead of the chapter posted
Now back to the story……. Is Clint trustworthy?