contract episode 11

Abena emptied her breakfast into the toilet
and groaned in frustration. She was at
home, unfortunately with her step mother,
and for the past few days, she wasn’t able
to keep anything down.
She looked down at her stomach and saw
the baby bump. It was obvious that she was
pregnant now, and her step mother was
already suspicious.
“Who’s the father of the baby Abena?” She
heard the voice she had grown to hate.
Her step mother.
Abena’s mother had died when she was just
five, three months after she had given birth
to her younger sister. Three months after,
her father married Bridget, and although
Abena was young, she hated her from the
beginning. Two years ago, her father had a
heart attack and died, his company crashed,
and Abena was left with Bridget.
“Theres no baby.” Abena lied although it was
very obvious.
“So what, your stomach size increased for
no reason, you’re tired all the time and
you’ve been puking like anything.” Bridget
pointed out.
Abena sighed wearily and walked past her
and out of the bathroom but Bridget pulled
her back and slammed her Palm against her
cheek.
Abena touched her cheek in surprise and
glared at her step mother.
“You filthy s--t!” Bridget went on. “You’re
just like your mother.”
Abena gasped in surprise. Bridget never
mentioned her mother. Abena opened her
mouth to speak, but Bridget beat her to it.
“You see, your mother knew that your father
belonged to me, but being the s--t that she
was, she stole him. We were best friends,
yet she stole him. And gave birth to two
sluts. But I always get what I want.”
“Don’t you dare talk about my mother like
that! You got what you wanted, and you
killed it after!” Abena shouted at her,
clenching her fists and resisting the urge to
slap her.
“It’s not my fault, your father was a weak
man.” Bridget shrugged nonchalantly. She
stood by the door, smiling at Abena while
the latter burned with anger.
“You s----d all the wealth out of him, and
at the end of the day, you s----d the life
out of him too!” Abena pointed an accusing
finger at Bridget.
“Well it’s his fault for having two useless
daughters who couldn’t run the company
without him.” Bridget spat back bitterly.
“I was 20, just in my second year of
university, when he had a heart attack,
because he caught you sleeping with his
assistant. You took over the company and
burned it to the ground. Don’t call me a s--t
when you’re the prostitute.” Abena snapped
and Bridget froze. She looked at Abena with
so much hatred and stepped closer to her.
Bridget raised her hand to slap her again
but Abena caught it in midair and held it
tightly. Bridget winced but made no move to
back down. “I’m leaving. Not because you
want me to, but because I’m sick and tired
of you.” Abena said and walked out of the
bathroom and towards her room.
She looked down at her stomach again and
she felt tears welling up in her eyes.
She was just as bad as Bridget.
…
“She’s in there.” Funmi said to Tobi when he
was about to walk into his office.
“Who? Eniola?” He asked placing his hand
on his temple.
It had been over two months since the deal
with Abena, and from what he had been
hearing from her doctor, she was healthy,
and so was the baby.
It was a Monday morning, and he had lots of
work to do. A meeting with Chinese
investors, and deal to close with a company
in Ethopia, not to mention all the paperwork
and contracts he had to go through. He
didn’t have time for women that morning.