jilted episode 85

JILTED
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Sequence 85
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Hanna POV
I lain in bed trying to take a nap when dad called Anthony. The phone was on speaker so I heard everything they said, Mom passed away.
When I heard she was at Ambrose's house earlier, I knew who did the shooting.
The news came thirty minutes ago and I am still struggling to put myself together. Mom is the only one on my side in the entire family. How can she die now? I thought Laura said this people are professionals? I thought I gave rules not to kill anyone?
My whole world shattered, I wept bitterly. Anthony left the house to pay a condolence visit to my father.
I hate Laura now, she masterminded all this. I knew something would go wrong again, we have never succeeded in ruining the Fords, it seems like they have got a powerful force protecting them.
I thought Mom was at Abuja? When did she return to Lagos? Why would she go to Haira's home for God sake?
I was still mourning her when Laura busted into the room glowing in laughter.
"Why is the main door open?" She asked dropping into one of the couchs in the room.
My head was bent so she didn't notice my tears. I face her with teary eyes, She flipped.
"Are you crying? What's it?" She asked.
"Beasty friend, you killed my mom, those guys shot mom instead" I yelled.
Her jaw dropped. She was confused.
"They told me someone hugged her and took the bullets instead, I thought it was Ambrose's mom, your Mom was suppose to be at Abuja, what's she doing at Ambrose's house? They don't talk, do they?"
I ignored her, I felt like killing her by Gun.
"Didn't you tell me they were professionals? I specifically warned you not to kill anyone, was that even the plans?"
"They saw her outside, they decided to fire" She defended.
"And they fired at my own mom? Priscilla is dead" I announced.
Her eyes bulged, she held her mouth in place.
"Get out!" I ordered with my red eyes.
"You can't........" She tried defending but I was red in and out.
"I said, out!" I ordered.
She couldn't believe I am walking her out, she stood up gently and left.
I went under the duvet and cried.
Priscilla is gone, I have suddenly become motherless, would she ever forgive me for killing her? My hands are deep in blood, I am really sorry mom, I am sorry.
Ambrose POV
She was confirmed dead.
Kendrake and his team tried but she couldn't make it. They confirmed she was still alive when we brought her to the hospital.
Haira was devastated, I made it my job to stay around her before she does something stupid.
I go to the shower and every where with her. She haven't been stable so she couldn't breast feed Angelina. Lina have survived on baby's milk all day.
She blamed me for not saving her mom since I saw the guy first. I feel same way too but I was helpless, totally helpless.
"Baby, I am sorry honey, I was in total shock, I couldn't do anything"
I hold her in bed, she cried bitterly.
"Just when I thought I would start enjoying motherly love, you allow her die" She yelled biting my left wrist.
I held her to my chest, we weep together. It's sad loosing loved ones. I remember what I felt when I lost Dad, it was hell for me but I was strong, I hope Haira would get over it too.
A part of me says Hanna is responsible for her mother's death. That guy was going to shoot my wife before her mother came to her rescue. The only enemy I and Haira have is Hanna. Always Hanna.
I imagined what Hanna will do next, she just killed her own mother and now, I am getting really scared. It's getting crazier than expected.
Hanna POV
Fighting the Fords in a lost battle is no longer a safe thing to do. Mom is dead and gone, I paid hired assassins to kill my own mother. The guilt didn't leave me and I know it would never leave me.
I have distanced myself From Laura, I am done torturing myself all in the name of revenge. I have lost but still have hope.
Today is mommy's burial, she's just 52. So so young. I wept like a child, I keep seeing her ghostly face, my heart is even afraid to beat. Haira and Ambrose's marriage is as strong as a rock, after everything I tried, they still remain unshaked and even happier.
"Come, you need to give her your last respect" Anthony said stretching out his hand out for me to hold onto.
I look in his eyes, I might be lossing him soon. When he finds out that this child isn't his, he would throw me out. Dad wouldn't even blink an eye, Ambrose wouldn't kill me if I come near his home with his son.
God please, I am sorry, give me this last chance to face my home and forget the past.
I came down from the car and walk with Anthony, I have about five weeks to delivery.
"Ash to Ash" The priest read out from the Bible.
Haira, Ambrose and his mom stood next to Bobby and Dad all dressed in black.
I felt irritated when I saw Laura, she was shedding crocodile tears and stood near mom's open grave.
I yank my hand off Anthony's and increased my pace towards her.
"Daughter of a bitch, why are you here?" I fired moving towards her. Everyone turned their attention on the person I was yelling at, Haira was seriously crying, Her eyes red and swollen. She dropped her head on Ambrose's shoulder not looking at the entire drama. Laura quickly wore the spectacle hanging on her top in between her two breasts.
"Hey, you are happy now? You killed her" I yelled on top of my voice not minding the people's presence.
She took two steps backward on the reddish soil. I followed pushing my belly towards her.
"You would have to kill me too" I grabbed her black blouse, she fought back and slipped out of my grip. She was going to take to her heels when I pulled her blouse from behind, I tore it into shreds exposing her green cup brazier.
It became a combat, no one could separate us.
"Go with her idiot" I pushed her towards the uncovered 6fts grave, she slipped and screamed as it seems she was going to fall in. Suddenly, she grabbed me by the wrist and we went down together.
Ambrose POV
Combat 160.
Sweet show of shame.
But,
Incomplete confession.
I knew Hanna have something to do with her mother's death, I smiled in my head, Priscilla started revenging already.
Anthony, Bobby and four other able men jumped into the grave.
Everyone was staring at me, maybe they expected me to join the men down there, never! I can't stress myself abeg, my daughter need me.
A ladder was provided, Laura climbed up first, I heard Hanna yelling in pains, she was cursing Laura and also complaining of pains.
Laura was seriously jnjured, I guess they continued the combat down there, Her bra was taken off and we had the opportunity to stare at her firm breast with dark round nipples. Oops! I shouldn't be looking at that, I am married and love my wife. She's got the best body ever.
"I would deal with you, the battle just began" Laura yelled pulling her dark skirt down. Her face bruised, Her arm had deeps cuts, tweeeh! Shameless women.
I watch Hanna climb up the ladder carefully, Anthony guided her behind, I pity the guy, Hanna doesn't deserve him. That girl is something else, I thought she was lovable but she proved otherwise.
"She's in labour" Anthony announced as a man helped Hanna up while Anthony jumped out too.
Her long black gown is soaked in red wet mold mixed with her own blood. She's bleeding from her part and she even find it hard to walk well.
Anthony swept her off her feet and ran towards the car.
"All the best" I whispered.
I am interested in this case, I need to know who got this planned, was it my wife they paid the assassins to kill? This time, I am arresting Hanna for attempted murder of my wife and the death of her mom. Well, that's if she make it out of this one she just got herself into.
My wife buried her face in my chest and cried, everyone dismantle already, the priest order that the grave be covered since the family aren't stable to perform the necessary rites. I and Haira peeped at the sliver coffin laying in the bottom of the grave. This woman left a great impact in her daughter's life. She's the reason for the struggle.
"Sleep on Mom, I love you" Haira waved the grave as three men covered it with earth.
I lead her to the car, my mom followed, she sat at the back seat because of Angelina. Apollos stayed in the car and hold Angelina while we were at the cemetery.
Haira whuffked all through our drive back home. My mom inhaled and exhaled. Nobody said anything.
I am going to see the end of it all, I am very much interested in sending Hanna to jail, infact I am getting justice for my mother in law.
Hanna POV
I had my son through CS, he almost died in the womb, his breathing was abnormal at the time of birth, he is on oxygen presently, the doctors said he's smaller than expected, he also have Jaundice.
Oh God, a hundred and one problems was reported. Now, he needs blood.
Where do we get a Rh null donor in this part of the world? Barely five hours after birth, he's needing blood already, I am devastated. Very, very devasted.
Anthony have been running around trying to see if there's someone around the globe willing to fly down to Nigeria to donate blood for his new born son whose life might be cut short in fourth eight hours if he doesn't get a blood transfusion.
Ambrose is the only one that can help, since the child is his, he's likely to have the same blood with our son. But how do I get him to donate blood without Anthony suspecting a thing?
God, this is the new me, I have been through a lot now, I am wiser now, just give I and my son a chance, I promise to be a good wife add a wonderful mother.
Anthony walk in, the first three buttons on his shirt unbuttoned, he seems so tired. He dropped into the plastic chair next to me and exhaled.
"Any luck?" I asked hoping to hear a yes.
"It seems like everyone in the world doesn't have that blood running in their veins"
I sat up, tears formed in my eyes.
"You don't have to weep, I would try harder, should incase you know anyone with the blood, Who ever it's, tell me at once" He pleaded, I nodded.
I watch him exit the room.
I quickly grab my phone and call Ambrose, he didn't answer his call the next minute, switched off.
God, where's your face?
At least for the sake of Anthony, do something to change the situation positively. My son has just 48hours left, says the doctors. But I know you are capable of changing it to 48years, can you extend his time on earth please? At least let him see his grandchildren, please Lord, please.
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TBC
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