I woke up to the noise coming from the living room, I sat up slowly and rub my hands on my face for clarity, I wondered what could be wrong with my uncle and his family. Isn't it too early for an uprise
What happened last night began to play back in my head and I looked down at my hands and thighs where busies had formed a telltale sign of what happened last night.
I wonder how uncle is handling the issue this morning, I can say I know with no doubt, that is what is causing the commotion, going out there.
Slowly I let my feet slip off the bed and placed them gently on the floor while I straighten up.
I dread going to join the riot in the sitting room but I knew I had to, so putting one foot in front of another I headed for the sitting room.
The cry of my uncle's wife as my uncle's men dragging Sebastien out of the house, greeted me the instant I walked into the sitting room
I stood at the door dreading to move a foot forward, I watched as Sebastien asked the men to stop pushing, him as he will like to walk out himself.
They paid no attention to him as they forcefully dragged him out of the sitting room
My uncle sat at a distance from the whole scene with his wife kneeling Infront of him begging him.
My uncle lifted his head and spotted me by the door. He waved for me to come over and I reluctantly walked to him.
"I have a few questions for you, my dear." I looked at him sharply, fear evident on my countenance.
I am afraid I might be signing my dead warrant in this house if I am not careful of the way I answer these questions.
Has Sabatine been harassing you in this house for a while now, please do not lie to me? I looked quickly at his wife who send me a murderous look and back at my uncle very quickly.
You do not need to answer that I got the answer I was looking for I looked at him surprised I had not answered, yet he claimed to have gotten his answers.
He turned to his wife So you knew all along she looked shocked the guilt crept on her face
When she did not answer but instead looked at her well-manicured fingers, uncle Luke continued You should leave my house with your son both of you are terrible
He stood up aggressively but his wife held on to his leg before he could move any further away. The sound that she produced from her lungs sounded like a fake cry.
I warn him a lot about it but he won't listen she lied pretending to cry, sure a fake liar I thought.
She does not have it in her to pull the lies successfully and I know my uncle see through her terrible facade
"Then why didn't you report this to me?" uncle Luke questioned. She looked around, probably looking for a smart mouth to save her, no one to help
Her eyes landed on me, I looked away immediately 'sorry dear, definitely not me' I said in my head
I am so sorry do not be angry with me." she said, at last looking down again still on her knees.
Uncle Luke made an effort to release himself from her hold but she held on tightly.
She turned to me and spoke. "Don't just stand there and say nothing."
"Leave her out of this." uncle Luke thundered and I trembled where I stool
They struggle on I never knew his wife is that strong but desperation they say could make you do wonders.
I watching their struggle for a while, this is ridiculous. but because I do not want to be that girl, that destroy her uncle's marriage I said
"Please uncle forgive her." that did not provide the desired results as the struggle continued so I added, "Uncle, she is not responsible for Sebastien actions"
As I said that she released him and he used that opportunity to free himself from her grep
Everything happened in a minute before either of us could talk uncle Luke was out of the house, I wonder how he manages to move that fast
She moved from her kneeling position quite fast too and charged towards me.
I did not know what to expect so I retreat quickly, but not quick enough because she caught up with me by the door.
'You caused this; you are the reason my son is sent away to a military school" I looked at her in shock
How can I be responsible for a pervert getting the reward he well worked for. I deiced to keep mute
"Don't think you will sit here and enjoy yourself while my son rots in that school." she said eyeing me furiously.
If looks are bullets, I will sure have one in my heart right now. I wonder why she could just talk sense into that boy before now
You never can tell he might enjoy it. I said under my breath but she heard me and her eyes lighted up in anger.
I ran as fast as I can for my room, giving thanks to God that she is not as fast as my uncle.
I walked into my uncles room; he has sent for me through the maid, I wonder what it is.
Since the day he sent Sabastien to the boarding school I hardly see him at home.
He comes home rather too late and at the office, I am either too busy carrying files around or he is too busy to stop and talk, as we exchange pleasantry.
At home, I avoid the Moster like she is contagious, I stuck more to my room like my life depends on it.
Once I am home; it is time to do everything in my room, the maid keep me company sometimes.
The times she snicked into my room to give the update on happenings are the days I enjoyed my evening the most
I naturally take all my meals at work or out after work at some cheap restaurant.
I know if my uncle gets to find out he will lose his cool, but I guess he will act like me if he is in my shoes.
Now I wonder if I have been found out and I braced myself for the tongue lashing I am sure I will get.
I he looked up to acknowledge my presence as I walked fully into the room.
Sorry for all that went down. He said looking apologetic at me
I had expected everything but not an apology; so, you can understand my surprise, but trust me I covered it up immediately.
It is alright sir I hold no grudges I said taking my hand to my mouth in a fashionable way, still standing by the door.
Please do come in and have your seat. he said pointing to the plastic chair he had set up by his bed.
I walked in and took the said seat, still wondering why he want me to meet him in his bedroom.
The thought of being trapped in Sebastien room if I ever do the mistake of answering his summon crossed my mind, but I forcefully pushed it out.
Please do have your seat he repeated as I stood closed to the plastic chair, eyeing it discretely, knowing this may take a while.
I sat eventually, knowing he is not ready to talk until I am well seated and comfortable, he sat down as well but on his bed.
I have been meaning to tell you this for some time now, but time and event keeps obstructing.
He looked down at his finger and I noticed he is a bit fidgety; I wonder why he should be restless.
Then it done on me, his wife must has prevailed on him and now he is sending me parking, but he can't do that to me, he knows I have nowhere to go.
I started to panicking and he must have seen my state, because he smiled geneully and I just felt reassured