Chapter 5 The Twins

🩸-BLOODY ROMANCE-🩸

(By Blood🩸 or By Love ❤️)

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By aUtHoR dEsTiNy 💯

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Chapter 5🔥

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🤍_SMITH_🤍

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I tried to breath but I can't. My head was dipped inside the bucket of water.

Theo pinned me there.

I cried and pleaded but he held on.

"You dare curse my Mum" he said for the thirteenth time. Each time he said that, he dipped my head in the water and count to 100.

"You black niggar, you gat the guts to insult my Mum. You can insult my Dad cause he's an asshole, but never you dare insult my Mum"

This time, I was dying.

I couldn't breath again. He was pressing me so dip that my face was touching the bottom of the bucket which was filled with water.

"Die!!!!" He yelled.

Five more seconds and I'm going to die.

Suddenly, I heard Jack ordering Theo to free me.

"And if I don't" Theo argued.

I don't know what Jack said next, but to my surprise, Theo let me out of the water.

I exhaled rapidly. My eyes were red, my face too was pale.

Jack threw me a towel.

Theo walked back to his bed and brought out his gun.

He pointed it at Jack.

"The next time you'll interfere with whatever I'm doing. I swear I'll blast your head off." He threatened, then he pointed the gun back at me "You were lucky today, but trust me, the next time you mess with me...." He walked to me and pointed the gun directly at my forehead. "I'm gonna penetrate six of my bullet in your skull" he said and suddenly walked off.

I shuddered and stare at Jack who was glaring at me.

"Be careful, Smith. I might not be able to save you the next time." He said and walked out too.

I was left alone in the room with Joel who was still sleeping.

I guess if he were awake, things would've been worst.

Suddenly, I felt the need to talk to someone.

That was when I called my brother, James.

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🖤_JAMES_🖤

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Just immediately I picked the call, Smith hung up.

I wondered what's so important that he'll call me in the middle of the night.

Or, maybe USA has different time with London. It might be morning there, and Maybe Smith called just to check on me. I inserted the phone back in my pocket and started heading off, down the street.

In the next minute, I was in La Connoisseur bar.

The bar was just lively as if it wasn't mid night.

I brought out my phone and texted Simon.

"I'm here"

He replied immediately, "Come upstairs."

I never realized that there was an upstair.

It took me three minutes before finding the staircase.

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He ordered beer for me, I refused.

"What do you want. I don't have time" I said, trying to sound stern. The least thing I want is to appear intimidated before him.

"I'm Simon Kingston" he said.

"You said that before" I retorted.

"And you are, James. Right?"

"Why did you call me here"

"I wanted to talk... About Eliza."

"Why do you want to talk about her, I thought you both are no more"

"That's exactly why I want to talk with you"

"Go ahead then".

He didn't start immediately, he hesitated for five minutes.

I studied him during those five minutes. I hate to admit it, but he's the kind of guy that can kill a girl by breaking her heart.

So far, he's the only boy I've seen who is (painfully) more handsome than me. And he's more matured, maybe 23, 24 or 22.

"You're living with her right?"

"I'm living with her family."

"What difference does it makes"

"Many."

He sighed and continue, "You both are friends"

I don't know if it was a statement or question, but I took it as a question.

"We're not that close. I came to London just yesterday"

"I'll like you to do me a favour?"

"What?"

Whatever it is, I know I won't do it.

"I want you to get Eliza back to her sense. I want you to bring her back to me."

As handsome as he is, he's still crazy.

"I thought you broke up with her?"

He shook his head, "She broke up with me"

"Why?"

He frowned, "She wanted what I wasn't ready to offer. And she wouldn't give me what I want"

"I guess, Money and Sex" I said. Elizabeth wanted money and he wasn't ready to give her as much as she wants.

While he wanted sex, and Elizabeth wasn't ready to give that to him.

"You got one. Sex" "as for the other one, you were wrong. She's already rich. And if it were just money she wanted, then I gat plenty to give her. "

"What then did she want?"

He hesitated, then said "Fidelity"

"You were cheating?"

"Are you kidding me! We've been dating for five years and fir that five years, I've never touched her. Each time I tried, she'll push me away. It was hard for me. I'm a man and I gat needs". He furrowed his brow and slammed the table with his hand.

"So you started cheating on her"

"I started sleeping out." He paused. After a while, he said "With her friend"

I felt his frustration. His case is similar to mine, just that mine is quite complicated.

Back in Nigeria, I usually get jealous whenever I heard Adaeze moaning in Smith's room.

I never had a girlfriend then, and the reason was stated in my Diary.

I pray, Smith doesn't read up to that side.

"So she found out?" I asked Simon.

He nodded. "She was heartbroken. I expected her to be mad at me, rather she was mad at herself. She cried and pleaded with me to stop cheating. I guess seeing her cry, made me changed my mind. I stopped seeing her friend. Then the urge came again and I couldn't help it."

"Was she mad, this time?"

He said no. He said they both begged each other in tears. He wanted her to allow him touch her. She wanted him to stop cheating.

None agreed.

So she finally ask for a breakup and then she's been depressed.

After the story ended, I stood up and promised Simon that I'll help him get Eliza back.

But as I left I swore that I'll get her for myself.

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@Harvard University

USA 🇺🇲

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🤍_SMITH_🤍

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My first day in class, i made a friend. His name is Johnny and he's from Ghana.

He was excited to see a fellow African in the same department with him.

"My God, I was just thinking I'm the only black in this class."

He was a typical Ghana boy. Dark and handsome.

And he was very social. He introduced me to some of his friends, he told me the kings and queens of the class. He showed me the people I should mess with and the ones I mustn't dare.

He showed me the girls who have boyfriends and the ones who doesn't.

After he was done. I asked him if that girl over there has a boyfriend, the one with the black long hair and white sweater. The one who looked more beautiful than a mermaid.

The one who he mentioned as a queen.

Johnny widened his eyes and made the warning clear "Unless you want to die, don't get close to that girl"

Still, after school was over. I walked up to her.

"Hi!" I said.

She gave me the kind of look that can make a guy pee on his trouser.

"I'm Smith and I must say, you're the most beautiful girl I've seen in the world"

What I didn't realize was that *this is not Nigeria where girls get flattered with sweet talks. This is USA where girls are hard to get.*

But to my surprise, she smiled at me and said "How many girls have you used that line for"

There's hope. Thank God.

I smiled back, "You are the first"

She laughed, " I guess you want a relationship with me"

Oh my God!!!!

Yes!!!!!

I winked "Yes".

To my surprise, she shook her head "That's not possible"

My eyes fall.

"Why?"

"Because my brother will kill you." She said and walked out immediately.

I wanted to follow her but I spotted a car outside, waiting for her.

It was her brother.

I was shocked to the core as I realized that her brother is no other person than "Theo".

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TBC.