CHAPTER FIVE : OH NO!

OH NO!

I am still stuck and it isn't funny at all. I need to get out but I just can not.

'Father?'

'Father!'

Oh Lord please let him answer me. I am in a desperate situation right now and I need him. How's this even possible? Telepathy? Magic? Hypnosis!

Which is worse? Is anyone better? I need therapy after this. Too much drama everywhere.

I see figures getting closer. It is as if my father moves a little or is it my imagination? Three they are, there presently and towards us they advance. They advance towards the car. Signaling to my father to wind down. Somehow he does that. Somehow he hears them. I am beside him less than a meter and he can't respond to me but they...they shielded by glass can reach him. He winds down all the windows of the car and they spread out. As if they scan the car, each of them takes a window leaving the window behind me towards my right unoccupied. There isn't anyone sitting close to the window that's why I supposed they did that.

I can still tilt my head. I turn to face the back to check up on the cats. They aren't doing fine. They all moved towards a side and I do not know how they did it but they grew darker. Is this real? Am I imagining stuff again? I am once more going crazy, isn't it? It can't be my imagination. This is real!

My aunties are taking a good look at the lots, at me and my father. It isn't a good look. They seem to take their time analyzing whatever they analyzed. What came to my notice are their prominent features. They look striking. It isn't surprising cos my father is no different but it still made me astonished.

'How...how could they look like that?' Such beauty! Cross-bred are they all with long black coils. They seem Asian. Those small faces and fingers. Those eyeshadowed eyes. Those smallish yet intimidating bodies. Striking! My aunties look the same. Are they triplets? But they are seven so...sevenplets? Is that even right? Whatever. I know I'm done for. Intimidating beauties!

Mytchewwwww.

I am lost in my thoughts oblivious of my surroundings. Oblivious to the fact that both my father, their brother, and I have been moved to the unoccupied seat at the back and one of them took the wheel and the other has hijacked the passenger seat. While the third one when the engine was ignited started to speed like a cheetah, running.

What is happening cos I am getting so confused. Won't I finish with Laylah? Where's Feline? Does she know about this? Are we going the same way?

She continues to speed making my father and I jerk forward every five(5) minutes. We aren't on seatbelts so it is expected. Aunt 2 isn't on seatbelt too. Aunt 3 continues to run so very fast that it baffles me every time. Where are we going? The project or phase null?

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I think the whole of everything gets me worked up. I can't think straight anymore. I just can't . None of this is good. Where the hell are we going and what the hell do they want? I want out of this and now! My head is steaming like I am cooking something in it. My hands shake out of nervousness. My heart palpitates. I am not scared but rather concerned I won't finish what I started. The fear of what I could become because of this rage stole my breath and it started to cook for itself in my head like an uninvited visitor that doesn't know its place. My aunties better know what they're doing or else. Chaos is my middle name. While feeling all of that I slept off. I don't know how but I wake up due to a noise that made me jerk. "They probably have bashed the car."

'Why weren't you looking ahead? Now see what you've done.'

'Who told you I wasn't? Your breathing just disturbed me.' Aunt 1 says in defense of what she just did. It sounds like that she is guilty and doesn't have the skill to cook up some tale.

'My breathing. Wow. wow, Natalie so very astonishing. And mother claims you're the best. I see you're of no good at all you selfish one!' Aunt 2 says in reply.

"Well, this is fascinating. Fight all your arses off. It just couldn't get better." To my surprise, I am enjoying all of this. Quite a show. Hmm.

We've got to our destination. The very same place I set out for anyway. Oh my, Thank their stars. And now I get out and before I do that, aunt 3 arrives from all that speeding, comes to the car door, signaling that they should wind down, and Voila! A knock on their heads both.

I let out a scoff. 'Okay.'

I project forward towards the house. Home sweet home. I sing one displeasing to the ears cos it doesn't matter since I got my daily. I swing the door open not caring about my aunties, not caring about their brother, my father of course. I am too happy to. I go up the stairs to my room and oh my, ....my excitement can not be contained so I say out, very consciously...

'Laylah.' It sounds like she is my long-lost friend. She is in a way. She is still tied there. Still has a thing to cover her mouth preventing all those girly screams. I am more than pleased. My aunties come in then before brother.

'Oh hello. Hmm. See.' I point in the direction of Laylah as I say to them. Isn't this sight wonderful? That I, I caught this. Hmm?'

'The reason why we're here. Take her.' Aunt 3 said to Natalia.

'Okay. What's happening?' I now seem to take interest in my dad's presence.

'Dad! Tell them not to meddle.' He doesn't seem to pay any attention to any of us. He is rather sick and tired of the drama. I am enjoying it but he isn't so he walks out. 'I am going to have a nap.'

I let out a scoff again. No, It can't be. Father doesn't want me to still find calm in all of this cos I will blow up if I do not get my way. I am furious.

They got Laylah already untied. It pisses me off. They attempt to take her through the door but I stop them saying something.

'Stop. Please do not meddle so a family war breaks out not. So please tie her back.'

'No, we won't.'

'Tie her!' I yell.

'No.' They all remain calm saying it together.

'Now!'

'No.' They are still adamant. I just have to. I have no choice. They made me do this now. I grab hold of something like a bat and I get very close to where they stood and I hit the wall so hard. The house appears to shake. I continue with a poker face. They seem strong, unmoved. So I move them forcefully, pushing them. Unaware that as I was doing that and my eyes turns velvet red. I move them all excluding Laylah with a word.

'Get out. Now.' Brief yet commanding.

And they did against their own free will. And I get angry so I beat the subject, Laylah like I am smashing something. It feels good. I continue the bashing without remorse. Laylah turns red. Her skin is bitterly red. All the beating peeled some part of her skin. I continue for a very long time till she lets out a faint word. One below my hearing range and all I can hear was a bold "No!" It is from outside of the room I stand bashing Laylah.

My dad shouts. His sisters asks why he yells.

'Stop her now her breaking point has been exceeded.' They just can't understand what he means. They just stand there confused. I stand in my room upstairs getting blood spilled all over my face. While my father runs at full speed but it just seem he slows.

WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?