THE K1LLER’S KNIFE
The K1ller’s Knife – Episode 19
Father was b3ating Flora who kept shouting for help and telling father to stop his assâült on her.
I found the scene to be very shocking because I thought with the way father adores her so much, he will never want to lay a finger on his precious gem.
The vegetable soup and semovita flora had prepared for father was littered on the floor very close to them.
Father’s stainless plates which I presume contained the soup and semovita was on the floor too. I’m guessing it’s the plate that made the falling sound I heard earlier.
” How dare you Flora! So because I took you out of the düñgeon of being a young widow…you now feel you can talk back at me like we are age mates…?”
” Jamie please…leave me alone…” Flora said and father cut her off with a sl@p
” Me Jamie is who you shouted at and even called a poor man…? I’ll reset that brain of yours today!” Father cussed with his baritone voice. He was on top of her raining bl0ws on her face and body
Flora who was laying on the sofa underneath father kept trying to dodge it with her palms but with little effort.
I wonder what happened to have led to this sort of a mess, but anyways I feel so happy. I have no iota of pity for a woman who shattered my family.
I just stood at a corner watching the scenario and jeering father on. I didn’t even bother to try separating father from her as I would have done if it was someone else and not Flora.
I’m glad that heaven decided to let her swallow a taste of the bitter medicine that mother and I have been enduring long before she came in.
I hissed as I heard her shouting again with a loud voice
” Leave me Jamie! Somebody should help me ohh! Ah! This man wants to rüïñ my beauty! Helpppppppppp!!!!”
I smiled as she said ‘beauty’. Who in heaven’s name told this woman that she’s beautiful…?
I hissed again as I moved to the other side of the sofa and sat down.
Flora saw me and had beckoned to me with her eyes to help her but I ignored and acted like it was not my business. She didn’t look surprised since she knows that I do not like her one bit.
” Jamie and his son want to send me to an early gr@vé! Keto, my dearest husband please come and help me. I’m sorry for what I did to you while you were alive…save me from this animal please…”
I’m wondering why she’s calling upon her late husband for help and even apologizing, probably she did not treat him well while he was alive. I’m not even surprised, wicked woman!
” Ah! Help! Help! Help! Help!!!!!” Flora continued shouting as father intensified his assâült on her. She tried pushing him away to escape but father wouldn’t let her. He held her down and made sure he bëåt her to his satisfaction
Father isn’t even bëãting her very hard and yet she’s this defensive. I wonder what would happen if it was his belt or other inhμmâne objects he used on her.
She thought it was sweet right…? Just this once that father is béåting her and she’s already shouting like she wants to bring the whole house down.
What about mother who was always béäten constantly and at every little provocation…?
How about when she was sharpening her mouth and intentionally got me into father’s merciless pμñ¡shment…?
Now she’s having a taste of the same bitter pills, she wants someone to help her. Never! I won’t even allow the neighbors to help if they choose to come.
With the way she qμârrels with everyone, I doubt that anyone would even come to her rescue.
And truly none of our neighbors did even with the door was wide open.
She was shouting until she became weak and was moaning in påíñs instead. That’s when she resorted to begging father in a pain filled voice
” Please Jamie I’m sorry for raising my voice at you. I’m sorry for not serving your food with meat. You didn’t drop much money and so it wasn’t enough to buy meat…but next time I’ll find a way. I won’t question or call you a poor man again…please Jamie”
Oh, so it was because she didn’t serve father’s food with meat…?
I began feeling sorry for her because that’s one of the things father hates the most; serving his food without meat.
That’s why whenever father doesn’t give mother enough money which will reach to buy meat, she adds her own money to get it in order to avoid father’s wråth.
Flora’s mistake was assuming that father was like her late husband Keto, whom I heard was so understanding that he tolerated all of her excesses.
“…please remember the love we shared Jamie…you promised never to hμrt me…stop please. Jamie forgive me. I promise it will never happen again” Flora kept on pleading with father who was beating without a care in the world
Eventually father listened to her pleas for mercy. He stopped béãting her and got up entirely from her body
” The next time you attempt doing what you did earlier…you are going to leave my house immediately. N0ñsénse woman!” Father said before walking out of the door that led outside the house.
Flora who was still chøking in tears managed to take herself up from the sofa and in shame limped to the bedroom she shared with father.
I know I håtë her but I still felt pity for her because I believe no woman deserves to be manhandled. Too bad for her that she left gold only to end up with a perpetual woman béåter/assaulter.
I looked at the time and it was past 12 in the afternoon. The neighboring village is about an hour walk but I intend to take a taxi with the money mother gave me the last time I visited her. With a taxi, I should be there in less than thirty minutes.
So since there is still much time left, I decided to be considerate of Flora by getting her ice blocks from the refrigerator. I believe with that, she will use it to press her body which I’m sure will be aching by now.
I got a big ice block into a bowl. I picked a clean face towel from where it is usually hung in the kitchen. From there I began on my way to Flora’s bedroom.
Approaching the door, I was hearing Flora’s loud cries. I feel sorry for her but since it’s now her cross, she just has to learn how to carry it wholeheartedly.
” So this is how Jamie intends to pay me back for all I have sacrificed for him…? After all the heaven and earth he promised me…this is it…?” I heard Flora talking to herself behind the closed door
” Keto would never have lift a finger on me no matter my offense. Jamie didn’t even give me enough money to buy meat and simply because I didn’t get meat for him with my money…he had béäten me blue and black…ahhh!” She continued soliloquizing in regrets
I shook my head in pity as I heard her words. By now I was close to the door and was about to place a knock when my hand got suspended in the air midway by what I heard her say next.
“….I k1llëd Keto just so we could get married and now Jamie is thrëâtening to send me packing if I make a small harmless mistake again…?”
My hand flew to cover my mouth from shouting out loud. What! Flora k¡llëd her husband and for father’s sake…?
“…oh God! I must have been so stμp¡d to listen to his advice about p0¡$0ñing my husband simply because he told me that he sent his wife packing the previous day” Flora kept on cussing herself
I was dazed and taken aback by the whole revelations. I recalled that the next day after mother left, I heard father say something over the phone about finding a way out.
So this is what he came up with…? P0¡$0ning someone to get dëäth…?
Unconsciously and out of shock, the bowl of ice block I held fell to the floor making a loud noise which alerted Flora that someone was at the door.
” Who is there…?” Flora asked from behind the door and almost immediately I heard her footsteps approaching to pull open the door
Oh no! I’ll be caught. She can’t know I heard everything she said or else I’m done for. So what do I do now…?
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