Chapter 27
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She got down from her car and walked towards the loud sound coming out through the building in front of her. There was a big sign on the top of the entrance saying club M. it was not just an ordinary club, it was a club meant to high and classy fellows with lots of money. To get in was based on priority, the queue was long, but she was Martha Bernard, she doesn't wait on queues as she walked into the club to get hit by the Music as she began to dance to the music and go with the flow. The D J was good at what he did. She walked up the stairs to the VIP section while she looking down at the masses as they moved their bodies just lost in the music.
This was the life she wanted, the life free of heartache, strain, worry and fear of the unknown, she was sure none of these people did not have to worry about the next soul they have to give to the Devil. She turned back at the crowd of people with a heavy sigh
As she turned to the bar signaling, a waiter walked up to her and she made sure she ordered something strong. "Give me something strong" the waiter nodded her head in response. In few minutes she had a bottle of beer in her hand as she drank it wanting to get lost in the moment and forget. The music kept blasting through the stereo leaving an effect of vibration on the floor. The music kept blasting as the it followed a rhythm, it was like a practiced routine as bodies touched and rocked each other, it was like people were in a trance as they moved their bodies.Mary needed to let loose and have fun, she descended the stairs moving to the music as she let her hair loose, letting it fall down her back like waves. She began to move with two awkward steps before she got into the music. Soon a hand wrapped around her waist from behind, she usually would have pushed the person away but she decided to let loose. She turned to face who had grabbed her waist to see a handsome man, he probably was at the age of 34, he looked at her and smiled with confidence showing his perfect white teeth his hair was adequately sleeked to the back and with the look of his body he you could tell that he spent most times in the gym as his shirt hugged his body, she said nothing to him but let him move his hand all over her body as they danced together. Soon he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered,
"what is your name honey?" "Anita" she lied, she had no wish for anyone to know her, this night she just wanted to be free, and she kept on dancing. The 21st century life was not so bad after all. She saw him make a move to introduce himself but she quickly put her finger over his lips, after this night there would be no meeting him anymore.
Soon the dance got intense, people danced and sweated more as bodies moved to the rhythm of the tempo. It didn't take long before the man she danced with began to pull her to the back and she let him. As he pulled her to the wall, his mouth moved all over her and his hands were all over her body like a magnet drawn to metal, Mary let him have his way, she needed to get rid of this numb feeling and if this was what she had to do then so be it. He kept moving his hands as his lips feasted on her neck just with a swift movement her skirt was lifted up and his hands began to travel up her thigh just when she felt his hand moved closer to her underwear she pulled back, did she really want to do this she thought to herself. She had a last-minute change of heart as she looked at him and said "can we get more drinks and take this to the bedroom" he looked reluctant as she looked down to see his obvious erection was pushing through his trousers. She put her hand over it stroking it gently she whisked him back to the dance floor moving to the vibe as she got him a drink "drink up" her next plan was to get him as drunk as possible and then leave, shehad no plans of getting to that stage this night but the music would be her companion
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Martha's voice could be heard in the air as she screamed with her eyes closed, when she opened them she saw gun powder in the air, the thieves cried out as they saw the bullet hit their Chief straight in the head and his blood splattered all over Philips's face. Martha breathed a sigh of relief as she saw that Philip was okay; the thieves quickly packed what they could gather as they realized their mistake and its repercussions and took off. Philip pushed the dead body off him as he staggered to his feet and looked down at the dead man with blood running down the side of his head in disgust.
"Sir I am glad you are alright" the carriage rider said from a corner, the poor young boy was traumatized. Philip ignored him as he rushed towards Martha as he removed the ropes from her hands. Without saying a word, she rubbed her hands over her wrist to soothe the soreness there. Philip moved to the carriage boy letting him loose. Without saying anything else, the look in his eye told them they need to leave quickly but the problem was that they had no horses but just the carriage that was attached
Philip looked at Martha, without a word she tore a piece of her dress giving him to wipe he blood off his face, she couldn't stand the stench of blood. He smiled as he wiped it off, she still cared about him he thought, she saw the smile and guessed what he was thinking. If only he knew she just wanted to avoid seeing blood, but still she could not deny that she felt grateful, no one had tried to save her from death before.
Philip's voice rang out strong and clear, which surprised her despite what they had just gone through " we would have to walk the night I know an inn should be close by around here, we can get there this night have a rest then tomorrow morning we can get to our destination. Martha was okay with walking. Just before he started another conversation, she knotted her boot looking up at him "can we get going" she had no wish to encounter another bandit, she had had enough for one night. They walked on as the tiredness that crowded their mind and the soreness in their feet was ignored, the fear of what just happened few minutes ago kept pushing them further ahead in the journey
One gruesome hour passed before they could see lights in the distance, finally the inn must be close by. New strength came over them as they reached the inn. Philip knocked at the door and an elderly-looking lady opened up. She gave a smile and then Martha knew they were in good hands
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Martha was relieved as she curled herself up in the small bed the rain falling down heavily, after they got into the inn the weather changed and it began to rain. The rain did not choose a better time to fall especially when they needed it during their encounter with the bandits, she scoffed. She thought about the next day and their plans, with all that had happened she still felt glad that she was away from the Winston's mansion. Within few minutes her eye lids felt heavy as she slept off
Martha woke up at the break of dawn as she washed her face and set herself in order, the lady of the guest inn was kind enough to give her another dress to change into which she was so grateful for. The quality of the dress was far better than anything that has ever been given to her at the Winston's mansion, Martha packed her hair into a rough bun as she quickly wore the cloth and her old boot, she began to walk down the creaky stairs where she saw Philip sitting at the table along with the carriage boy and the old lady who owned the inn. The old lady lifted her head observing Martha and giving her a warm smile. "Oh you are here, come sit and have breakfast" she looked to her left and right she smiled back at the old lady while she walked to the table and sat down. Philip raised an eyebrow, from what he knew she never smiled. All it took was an old woman to smile to her? Wow how fair she was. He ignored his thought and kept eating his food. He looked at the lady and was so glad for her assistance. She helped him to make plans to get to their major destination, it was certain he was going to reward her greatly for letting him do all this even if she wasn't really sure of who they are she must be really kind. He just hoped that her kindness would not attract wicked people to her inn.
It took a few minutes for them to round up and get into another carriage ready to leave with Philip promising the lady that a messenger would arrive to pay for their expenses but the old kind woman seemed unbothered waving them a safe trip and wishing them well .Soon they got to their destination, a middle-aged man with pot belly and his wife who looked chubby and round stood in front. They were their hosts. His wife looked like she smiled a lot. They were so happy to see Philip. "Oh Master Philip we were expecting you earlier, we feared that something might have happened and we are so happy to see you, we have the bedroom ready, everything you want would be taken care of" the man chattered on and on. Martha yawned in boredom; he definitely was a butt licker trying to please the Winston's she rolled her eyes not liking him instantly.
Philip gave the man a kind smile tapping him on his shoulder, an indication for him to stop ranting "don't worry Peters, for now all I need is your messenger so I could send them on an errand and prepare rooms for us that's all for now" without further discussions he gave his wife a little nod indicating for her to get into action.
Marta was shocked as the lady pulled her along smiling at her "oh lady would you like something to eat or something to drink?" she looked at the woman wanting to drag her arms from her but she did not want to appear hostile so she let her drag her along after all she did need a bit of sleep and this was the first time anyone has tried to attend to her. She should rather be quiet and enjoy this. Martha simply nodded to all her request as the woman took that as a yes.
The woman instructed her maid to get the food and everything else ready for her quickly. Martha got into her room; it was a big and well furnished. She smiled slightly since she came to this world all she has ever had is hardship it's amazing that in one trip she gets to sleep like a human being without hearing her name being called, without scrubbing floor and washing dishes.
Martha sat down on the bed, put her head on her hands, and then lifted it up, looking at the window wishing for an escape. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep, what was with her and sleep these days Philip roamed around as his thought was about the girl two rooms away from him , he had to bring her out of her shell but he did not know how to perhaps a few dinners and encouragement, talk? But he knew one thing for certain they were not leaving here the same way they came; he was going to understand what was wrong and get to the bottom of it once and for all
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Weeks flew by, the days were tiring and the hours gruesome Mary felt her emotions been chipped away as guilt ate her up slowly, each day she realized that her night mares grew worse as the dark circles under her eyes proved it. She made sure she got the best makeup artist to seal up any signs of stress. How was she going to overcome this feeling of restlessness, it seems she wasn't cut out to be a devil's assistant she scuffed at the name, "what a funny name, devils assistant" that would probably describe what she was. With that Mary pushed on her in the supermarket. She had decided to shop for a bit, she should take her time for once and get out of the house to shop and see what happens.
She pushed her Cart along and kept looking around for what she might need for the week. Just then she saw an Apple, something about the apple looked good, reaching for it someone with a masculine, strong arm grabbed the apple, as she looked up her brows squeezed together with anger In her eyes, it was someone she had never seen before, her heart skipped a bit thinking it might be Night Cross.
"I saw it first" she told him with anger
"but I picked it first"
she opened her mouth to respond but she realized it was childish shaking her head she began to move away with her Cart when the man dropped the apple in her cart and said
" I was just kidding of course a beautiful lady like you should have the best, if this apple would give me a chance to get to know you, then why not" she looked at him without responding, ignored him and kept going, the man smiled.
Mary was not interested in making new friends. After paying for her purchase, she realized she forgot to call Moses, it was so hard to get her car door open but she wanted to do things for herself and she failed at it. When she tried to open the door, the same familiar masculine hands opened them again, she sighed in disbelief and rolled her eye. "Okay what do you want" she said with a hostile voice, he didn't respond while he quickly took the goods from her and putting it at the back of the car, "I just want to help"
