The Things Girls Do

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 16

Priscilla’s POV:

” Get out of my house!” Frank yelled at me as I laid on the bed in my lingerie and a book in my hands.

I glanced at him over the book. ” And why would I do that? Weren’t you the one who told me to stay with you, give you sex and make your meals?”

” I never said you should pack your things and live with me,” he snapped. ” I don’t want you in my house, get out.”

” I’m surprised at you, Frank,” I said, visibly angry. ” I’ve been here for sometime now and yet you still haven’t touched me nor eaten my food. What’s wrong? Are you tired of me already?”

” I don’t trust you, that’s why.”

I laughed. ” Frank, you do know how to crack a girls ribs. First you were demanding and now, you’re compromising. Well, here’s a news flash for you. I’m not going anywhere and not you nor your cult boys can do anything about it.”

” Don’t push me to the wall, Priscilla,” Frank threatened. ” I can still kill you, you know that right?”

I stood up and walked undeterred to him. I stood before him and stared eyeballs to eyeballs with him. ” Do your worse, Frank.”

He was surprised. He saw no fear in my eyes. It made him seemed weak and helpless.

I hid a smile. I was smart to hide his gun before he came into the room last night. Frank was nothing without that gun. On a hand to hand combat, I was sure I can take a chance at Frank despite the fact that I was a lady and he was a man.

His eyes wandered over to the wardrobe where he normally kept his gun but it was no longer there. I was wise to have hidden all forms of weapons in the house. Both guns, knives and any dangerous objects. Indeed I had planned everything out well.

He looked away from me. He was smart to know he could do anything so long as he had no gun on him.

” Alright,” he sighed, pointing to the door. ” But can you at least give me the keys to the door? We’ve been indoors since morning.”

I sneered at him and walked towards my bed, picking my book up. ” Sorry Frank, but I’m not with the keys.”

He stiffened. ” What do you mean you’re not with the keys?”

I fell on the bed, stretching my back. ” Just what I said. I’m not with the keys.”

He knew I was lying. Ofcourse I was lying. I was with the keys. I hid them somewhere he’d never find it. This guy hasn’t seen anything.

Na me and him today.

” Priscilla,” Frank called but his voice was getting feeble. ” I’m going to ask for the last time, give me the keys.”

” Sorry, Frank,” I laughed. ” I’m not with any keys. We’re trapped in this house together.”

” Don’t give me that,” he roared at me. ” There’s no way I’m staying locked up in this house with you.”

I laughed again, this time louder. ” Sorry Frank, we die here together.”

” Priscilla,” Frank swore as he approached me. ” If I count to three and you don’t provide those keys, I swear to God, I’ll do you something you will regret for the rest of your life.”

” What will you do?” I barked back, rising to face him. ” Kill me? Rape me? Call your cultist gangs? Don’t think you can scare me. There’s nothing you haven’t done that would make me afraid of you. I don’t have any keys with me and even if I have them, there’s no f*cking way in hell I’m letting you have them.”

Frank began boiling in rage and for a moment, I thought he would pounced on me. My hands slipped under my pillow where I had hidden a kitchen knife.

He glared at me for a long time without moving a muscle. Then he moved away from me and ran to his wardrobe with speed.

I relaxed, exhaling in relief as I let go of the knife handle under my pillow. I smiled and laid fully on the bed with my legs crossed.

Frank began searching madly for his gun. I yawned and waited a bit longer. He was becoming savage. He threw clothes on the ground and nearly tore the wardrobe off the wall.

His gun was missing.

He turned sharply to my direction with a scowl on his face. I turned as well and met his gaze.

” Are you looking for something, Frank?”

He would have told me but he was too mad, too scared, too confused to tell me.

He walked away from me and dipped his hands in his pockets. He searched himself thoroughly then with realization, he yelled at me.

” Where’s my phone?”

” Your what?”

” My phone! Where have you hidden my phone?”

I yawned tiredlessly. ” Look, Frank, I don’t have your time right now. Next time you should be cautious of where you keep your things.”

” My phone was in my trousers,” he insisted. ” Where did you hide it?”

I didn’t reply him.

” Priscilla,” he shouted. ” I’m talking to you.”

I remained mute.

He ran up to me and seized my arm. ” Why you little–”

I let go off my hand and slapped him hard in the face.

He let go off me immediately and stood back.

” Lay your filthy hands on me again and I’ll goddamn well kill you,” I warned him.

Frank glared at me with wide opened mouth.

I returned back to bed with a wide smile on my face. My hand slipped under the pillow and closed around the knife.

I had him where I wanted him. All I have to do is wait. This guy just messed with the wrong girl. He’s gonna pay. He’s definitely gonna pay.

Lucy’s POV:

I was home putting away my books when Cynthia rushed into the house and fell on her bed, crying noisily like a newly born baby.

This got me electrified. It was rare to see Cynthia running in like that and falling on her bed in tears. I wondered what happened to her.

Cynthia was still crying and it was getting louder by the minute. I abandoned what I was doing and walked up to her.

” Cynthia, are you alright?”

She sniffed. ” I’m fine, I’m fine.”

She was straining really hard not to cry but her emotions betrayed her and she cried more.

This was the strangest thing to have happened since I got to know Cynthia. I sat beside her on the bed and stroked her hair gently.

” Cynthia, open up to me. What happened? You can tell me anything.”

Cynthia became quiet. After a while, she opened up. ” Remember my fiance?”

I nodded, hating that name with passion. ” Yes, Paul, right?”

” Well, I caught him with another woman today.” She said.

I became mute. At first I was surprised but then again, I became happy. This was good news. Why, this was the best news I’ve heard in ages.

” That’s soo sad, dear,” I said, trying to comfort her but at the back of my mind, I was rejoicing.”

” It was Bella,” Cynthia cried.

” Bell who?”

” Bella!”

” What happened to Bella?” I asked, becoming more and more confused.

” She was the one with my Paul. She’s Paul’s side chick.”

My mind went numb. Okay, not a good news. This one was bad. Really really bad.

” Cynthia, are you sure of what you’re saying?” I laughed uneasily. ” Bella isn’t that wicked. She wouldn’t do such a thing against her roommates. I’m sure of that.”

” It was her!” Cynthia shot her head up from the pillow and yelled at me. ” I saw her kissing Paul with my own eyes. We were going to check on Paul, she didn’t even know the man she’s been sleeping with was my fiance until I caught them kissing each other on the veranda. This isn’t the first time.”

” There were other times?” I asked, shocked.

Cynthia raced through the whole story. She told me how she’d visited Paul and how Paul had chased Bella away on the stand that he had a guest. She also told me about Eric, the gate man and the drama that unfolded afterwards.

” Unbelievable,” I covered my mouth. ” Still, I don’t believe Bella would do that to you. Bella must’ve been deceived by Paul as well.”

” I doubt it,” she said. ” Bella knew all along. She did this on purpose.”

” You don’t know that.”

” I know so.”

” Why are you even crying?” I said crossly at her ” I mean, this guy hasn’t even paid your bride price nor had sex with you. Or have you two gone to the bedroom before?”

Cynthia turned Sharply to look at me. There was that look of igniting hope in her eyes. ” No, I haven’t slept with him yet.”

I became excited. Wow this just seemed Soo good to be true.

” Then what’s the point crying like a kid?” I raised my hands in the air. ” Since he hasn’t paid your bride price nor slept with you, there’s no need to go sulky over what happened.”

Cynthia looked at me, her eyes shinning. ” You think so?”

” Absolutely,” I grinned, ” Cynthia, to be honest with you, I think you should be thanking Bella for making you see the sort of man Paul is. If this hadn’t happened, your marriage life thereafter would be miserable because by that time, it’d already be too late for you.”

She saw the logic in what I was saying. Then placing her head on my chest, she sobbed. ” But it’s painful. It’s really painful. I liked that guy. I wanted to impress him, to make him see me as a beautiful strong woman and wife. Now it’s all wasted efforts. I was working myself up for a dirty rotten cheat.”

Feeling her head pressing against my br**sts got me in the mood. I slowly raised her face with my hands and stared into her eyes. She was crying and her eyes looked black and swollen from crying but her fake eyelashes brought out the beauty in her. I couldn’t help myself.

She looked Soo sexy in that outfit she was wearing too.

Cynthia opened her eyes and saw that I was staring at her.

Still holding her face in my hands, I began wetting my lips. ” Can I tell you something shocking, Cynthia?”

” What?”

” You’re beautiful just the way you are. Paul expected you to change the true personality of yourself because he never loved you for who you really are. But I do. Despite all my flaws and mistakes, it has always been you I ache for day and night. You’re beautiful. You don’t need to wear some fake eyelashes to prove that to me. You don’t even need to wear a fancy dress to look sexy for me. I love you, Cynthia and it breaks my heart every single day to know that some h—y maniac was going to marry you and make your life miserable. I get jealous and hurt but I let it be because I’m a girl and not a man. Still, my feelings for you are Soo strong. Cynthia….”

Cynthia stared at me, her eyes wide, her body tensed.

I leaned my head forward, whipping tears off her face. My lips crushed on hers and I gripped it.

She made no movement nor did she resist.

Good.

I began s—–g on her lips subtly. She tasted of tears and sorrow but I didn’t mind. My hands ran over her, starting from her back down to her chest.

I was afraid she’d resist me but she didn’t.

Suddenly I felt her lips moving against mine and before we knew it,our tongue were finding their ways into our mouths.

This was Soo good. Cynthia tasted soo sweet. I became berserk when her hands held the back of my head as our kiss got deeper.

We both fell on the bed and I mounted upon her, my mouth refusing to leave hers. I was pressing her br**sts and my other free hand was busy zipping down her dress.

I am going to f–k this girl. Even if it’s for the last drop of my blood. I can’t let this opportunity pass me by. She’s mine for the taking. All mine.

Then the door threw itself opened and stepping into the room was Bella.

Cynthia and I tore ourselves from each other and stared at her in shock.

Bella stood there by the doorway, watching both of us with orange eyes.

For a long moment, nothing was said between the three of us. We just stood there, staring at each other like fools.

Bella stared at us for a while then she narrowed her eyes and her jaws moved, chewing her gum.

” I’m sorry, was I interrupting you girls?”

TBC