Murder She Wrote [Part II]

Miss Pavlyunchenkova walked towards the altar with smiles on her face. Because she was white, her presence was obvious, every eyes was on her. The only thing you could hear was her footsteps. At that moment I wished I had a vanishing charm to disappear into thin air just to curb this impending shame and humiliation. I was sweating as if I had high fever, I was extremely nervous, the painful part was, it felt like time I had frozen into slow-motion, with each step Anastasia took felt like a dart to my heart.

Anastasia walked down the aisle, smiled at me and sat at the very first row seat in the auditorium. The presiding minister resumed the ceremony. It was now my turn to say my marriage vows, he began; “you …. take …. to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”, I cleared my throat and repeated after him, “I CleDre, take Anasta…eeii I mean, Dzifa…”

The auditorium was murmuring “eeii and ooh’s”. My tongue slipped real bad, the timing was very bad too. I meant to say Dzifa but I slipped and almost said Anastasia. Dzifa was staring at me like.

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I knew I had to explain, I got close to Dzifa and whispered in her ears, “I’m so sorry, my tongue slipped, I was nervous, look behind you, you see that white lady who just walked in, that’s my boss, she called Miss Anastasia Kendrov Pavlyunchenkova, I was happy to see her, she said she couldn’t make it to my wedding but she’s here, I got a bit excited and almost mentioned her name, don’t worry boo, today is your day and I’ll make you my wife at all cost okay”, she seemed okay with my lie, so we continued with the ceremony.

 

Friends and family  came to congratulate us, including Miss Pavlyunhenkova, she walked up to us at the high table and said, “Congratulations guys I wish you a happy marriage and many children”, Dzifa overly excited to decided to say something she wasn’t suppose to, she said, “thank you, we’ll start making babies right away when we get home, I’ll ride him like a camel hahaha”, Miss Pavlyuchenkoa’s next words almost ended my marriage at the spot, she said, “No no no he likes it when he’s on top doing the riding hahaha”,

I almost chocked from the beer I was drinking just hearing those words. Then Dzifa said, “What did she mean, you like it on top? How did she know that?” Honestly I didn’t know what to say, if I kept mute, it’ll mean what Miss Pavlyunchenkova said was true and it’ll mean we’ve been sleeping together but if I fail to give a convincing lie, it’ll mean we’ve been messing around. Dzifa looked at me waiting for an answer…I was saved by the last-minute bell; we were called to dance the couple’s first dance and that drew Dzifa’s attention from the question she asked early on.

 

A week after my wedding, I resigned from KGT engineering. My last few days at the office, I tried everything to avoid coming into contact with Miss Pavlyunchenkova, I knew meeting her would be very awkward and uncomfortable. What I can’t seem to figure out is, how the hell did she know I was getting married? How the hell did she know the exact location of the wedding? Why didn’t she cause a scene at the wedding? Why didn’t she tell everyone we had arranged to get married? Why didn’t she confront Dzifa about us sleeping together all these while? When did she arrive in the country? Was it a day before or a day after? Or the day of the wedding? But the most two important questions that bothered me were, what will she do now? What does she want from me now?

Miss Pavlyunchenkova tried reaching me via calls and texts, she called like a million times but I ignored all of them, she left about a billion texts saying we need to meet and talk, but I ignored them all. I didn’t think I had the courage to face her.

I got home at 5:40PM, I drove pass a car which was packed 100 meters from my house, I thought the car was familiar, but I ignored it. 8:04PM I came outside to buy some bread for breakfast the next morning. Going back home I noticed the car had moved closer to my house about 30 meters close. I got suspicious and decided to check who it was, because all it’s windows was tainted. I got close, knocked on the window and said, “You’ve been here for a while, are you looking for someone?”, the window rolled down and I almost had a heart attack from shock, it was Miss Pavlyunchenkova, she laughed and said, “yes, I’m looking for you”.

I told her, “you can’t be here, you need to go away now, I don’t want to see you, get out from my house or I’m calling the police”, she laughed very hard and retorted, “your house? Or you mean the house I bought for you with my money? You have no shame, you wanna call the cops on me because you can’t stand the sight of me? You’re a coward! Now get in my car you ungrateful son of a B****! Let’s take a drive, we have lots to talk about”. I tried all I could to make her leave but she didn’t listen. So I left her.

2:00am, I came outside to check whether she left but to my surprise, her car was still there, I freaked out! I couldn’t sleep when I got to bed. I wanted to tell Dzifa the whole truth so I woke her up, I told her I wanted to tell her something very important, she woke up, checked the time and said, “it’s 3am in the morning, can’t it wait till the morning?”, I told her no and it was important I told her right now. She was wide awake now staring at me, waiting for me to talk, I began, “I don’t know how to say this, I did some bad things, made some terrible choices, I was waiting for the right time to tell you, I am so sorry, but just know I love you from the bottom of my heart and I wouldn’t do anything to…” I was about to say ‘hurt you’ when she said…

“I know”, and I asked, “what do you know?”, she replied, “I know you’ve been sleeping with your boss these past few months possibly years”, I pretended I didn’t know what she was talking about, “babe what are you talking about?”, she shook her head and said, “are you sure you wanna lie about it to my face? Or we should go outside and ask her? I know she’s outside sleeping in her car right now”. I started crying like a baby, “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I’m so so so so sorry, it was the work of the devil, please forgive me”, she said, “don’t worry, I forgave you when you married me, just promise me you’ll never see her again”

I assured her, “I swear by my father kanto I’ll never see her again!”. I asked her, “how did you know about Miss Pavlyunchenkova and I?”, she responded, “I’m very tired and sleepy, I need some rest, we all have our secrets”. I slept like a baby; it was as if a huge burden was lifted off my head. I knew I had nothing to worry about now, now that Dzifa knows about everything.

Miss Pavlyunchenkova sent me a short video on whatsapp, when I played it, it was a video of her and I having sex. She told me she’ll leak it by the end of the day, and she’ll leave the country for me to bear the shame alone. I asked her what she wanted from me; she said she only wants to sit down with me and talk that’s all I had to do. I really didn’t want to go but I saw it as an opportunity to tell her to leave me alone now that I know my wife knows about us. I told her I’d only come if she deletes the sex video when I arrive. She agreed.

I drove to her house. I told her to give me her phone to delete the video myself before I enter her house, she did. I asked her if she made copies of the video, she said no, but she said she had another copy on her computer, if I come inside I could delete that one too myself. I wasn’t sure if she was telling the truth or it was just a trap to lure me into the house. I followed her anyways.

The table was set, she told me food would be ready in 5 minutes, I told her I wasn’t hungry, I only came her to talk just as she asked, but she insisted that we eat, drink something before we talked. She gave me a seat and told me that champagne in the glass is mine.

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She proposed a toast, “let’s toast to the future”, she said. I wasn’t in the mood so I ignored her. I didn’t trust her so I didn’t drink the champagne. But she took hers drink and drained it clean.

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She got up and said, food is ready, what would you like? Chicken or steak? I was a bit hungry so I said, “Steak will do”, she came back with a plate full and asked me to enjoy. I drunk the champagne she poured for me before I started eating.

We ate in silence. About 15minutes later, Miss Pavlyunchenkova said, “your nose is bleeding”, I exclaimed and touch my nose, and it was true, I was bleeding, I was shocked. Then she asked me, “Are you okay? Cause you don’t look okay”, then I replied, “I don’t know what’s going on, I feel weird and dizzy”, she laughed softly and said, “don’t worry, you’ll die soon and all will be over, the champagne was poisoned”, I yelled, “Bitch what the fuck you talking about?”, she replied, “calm down or you’ll die quickly, or you deaf? I said the drink had poison in it”

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I told her, “Bitch you lying.. you, couldn’t…impossible, you crazy…you can’t do that, you also took some of the drink bitch, if you aint lying, we both gonna die bitch”, I tried getting up, but I fell to the floor, she laughed and said, “I took the antidote when I went to the kitchen, I aint dying, you gonna die alone in here”, I was confused, I felt like the room was spinning round and round, I asked her, “why…why…why did you poison me?”, she said, “I didn’t”, I responded angrily, “Stop lying bitch, you crazy, you gonna pay for this”, she said, “really I didn’t poison you, it wasn’t me, it was your wife, she’s here, she poured the poison in your drink, she’s in the kitchen, I didn’t poison you i only served you”

“You crazy…stop lying, you won’t get away this” I said. Dzifa walks in with a beer in hand, she sighs and says, “Beer di3 3noa ne Club hahaha” I thought I was hallucinating, but I wasn’t, it was really Dzifa. I asked her, “what are you doing here?”, she also asked me, “what are you doing here? Didn’t I tell you not to meet her anymore? Why did you break that promise?”, I started crying, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, I only came here to end everything with her, trust me it’s not what it seems I swear it! Please help me, the antidote please, I can’t feel my legs anymore please help me”

“It’s too late”, Dzifa said. I wept bitterly, “Why? Why? Why? Why did you do this?”, “it’s simple..” she started, “Miss Pavlyunchenkova is my lover…yep, I’m a lesbian, I like women and I hate men, you ever wondered why I didn’t like having sex with you? I prefer women” she laughed, in my last words I asked, “why did you marry me then?”, after those words came out, I couldn’t move my lips, I was paralyzed from head to toe.

Dzifa said, “I don’t really wanna tell you why, but seeing you laying down miserable, I think I’ll grant you your last wish by telling you why…you remember I told you we all have secrets? Here’s mine, funny thing, you didn’t ask how I got you a job at KGT engineering, you never asked how I knew you were sleeping with Miss Pavlyunchenkova, you never asked why she didn’t crush our wedding, you didn’t ask how she got to know of our wedding date, you never asked how I knew she had a car parked in front of our house at 3am in the morning…you were blinded, truth be told you were a pawn on this board, you thought you were the player, but you just got played!”

“Miss Pavlyunchenkova and I planned the whole thing, everything that happened between you two was an act, she acted everything, my parents wanted me to get married, but knowing my sexual orientation I knew that would be a problem, so I decided to marry you and kill you sooner or later, your death would buy me enough time and excuse not to marry anyone, I’ll tell my parents your death left me depressed so I wouldn’t be able to marry anyone, that will give me the opportunity to stay single and leave the country with Anastasia, travel the world with my lover just chilling”

I felt life oozing out from my body, everything seemed blurry; I couldn’t hear well, sounds were like echoes from far away. I knew my end was certain.

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story written by: @AbokiCleDre (follow me on twitter)

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