Chapter Twenty-Eight

The next day, Bianca carried all her belongings together with the one Philip brought very early in the morning, fully prepared for the journey she was embarking. Joe had informed Philip that he should transport her to school, but Bianca objected and insisted that she wanted to go all by herself. When she was through, she locked everywhere in the house. Then she entered her car. She inserted the car key into the ignition and turned the engine of her car on. It started. She waited for the engine to continue steaming for about one hour while she was inside the car, playing some experiment with the car but she was scared to touch the gear, the clutch, and the accelerator. She gazed at the wing mirror, putting her face in a girlish manner to observe how beautiful she was with each look that displayed on the mirror. She grew weary of constantly gazing in the mirror. The satnav eventually captured her attention. She was most intrigued by the radio. She turned it on and turned up the volume all the way. Fortunately, music was playing on the station. She took pleasure in it and danced to the music. The music then changed to a song she was familiar with and began to play. She was speechless as she sang along with the musician. She was over the moon. She was aware of when to pause and then move in time with the music. She became possessed by the music's spirit and was unaware that an additional hour had passed. She looked at her phone. When she realised that time had disappeared like a bomb that could not be recovered, she was shocked. She turned the car key anticlockwise, disabling the engine in the process. She quickly locked the front door after hurriedly exiting the vehicle. She then pressed the button on the car key, locking every door. It made a noise to let people know it was locked.

She then took her luggage and walked out of the house, and went straight to the garage.

She noticed a bus travelling in her direction in the parking lot. She requested the fare from the driver. He answered her, but she was dissatisfied with the price and turned her back on going to the next vehicle when the driver beckoned her to go inside since she wanted to pay at a lower rate. She was to get the car.

"Try another bus," a voice said.

She suddenly looked back to see who the person was but she saw no one. She looked at the bus. There was one seat remaining. She pondered on the voice she heard, how would I leave this opportunity that was cheap and check for the other one.

"Madam, are you boarding the bus?" a man said, standing beside her, looking for an opportunity to go in if she declined.

"Yes," she said, entering the bus.

The driver got out of the vehicle and assisted Bianca in loading the boot with her cargo. He then entered the vehicle, mounted the steering, and started driving. Throughout the journey, Bianca's thoughts were racing. She later regretted not paying attention to the voice that approached her in the garage. She observed the faces of the remaining fifteen passengers and noted that they were relaxed; nothing was bothering them.

She soon heard an object being sprayed. She wasn't sure where it was coming from in reality. She tried to fight the sleep from settling into her eyes, but she was powerless.

"Hello baby girl, wake up," a male voice spoke out.

Bianca opened her eyes and noticed everywhere was dark only the rays of torch light she could see. She vibrated when she came back into full consciousness, "where am I?" she asked herself.

"Baby girl, how are you doing?" a tall huge figure approached her.

"No," she screamed, trying to escape. Suddenly she discovered something drawing her back. She looked at her hand and saw a chain tied to a metallic object on the roof. She moved again but she couldn't. The man that stood beside her laughed scornfully at her action.

"Where do you think you are going?" he said, bending down to look at her face.

"Please release me," she pleaded, "don't kill me please. I am an orphan."

"Who told you that?" the man responded, "Who then gave you money to go to school and where are you coming from?"

She became dumbfounded, her heart was seriously in tense palpitation. She couldn't interpret what the man said. Suddenly, a figure putting on hood came nearer together with some other hefty guys. Her heart was seriously beating as they approached her.

"James Brin is my name," the figure putting on hood revealed his identity, "you thought you could weaken my men, right?"

"I am sorry, James, but I…I can't remember whe…whe…when that event happened," she answered with a heightened tone that they really knew she was in tension.

James laughed. "Do you remember when you left school before vacation?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Do you remember how you and JK bullied my boys?"

She became speechless at the mere mention of 'JK' from his mouth. So, he knew who JK was. Impossible.

"I am sorry, James Brin."

"They really want to pay revenge on you."

"I am sorry," she pleaded faintly, with tears dropping out of her eyes.

"No, pleading!" he thundered, "they are going to ride you now. Just cooperate, enjoy yourself as they pound you."

Bianca recognised his meaning and realised she was doomed. Despite her protests, the four strong men grabbed her legs, widened them, and then chained both of them together. Her legs were spread widely. The doors were all opened. When one of the big guys saw her inside, he licked his lips. James sat down and continued to watch the scene playing in his head. One of the big guys approached her and struggled to rip her pants in half, which he eventually succeeded in doing. One of them walked over to her T-shirt and unbuttoned it, leaving her partially or entirely naked. He then collapsed to the ground and unhooked her bra, leaving nothing else, allowing her bare breast to stand. He touched one of them, fondling her nipples. Bianca lay motionless, like a piece of wood. James brought out his phone and took photos of her naked body. One of them was pulling down his trousers and preparing for real action.

"Please, I am still a virgin, Please, don't do it. You can kiss me, play with my temples and back as you love. But please don't insert it!" She pleaded faintly with a weak tone.

"Oh, it will be tight. I mean very tight," one of them spoke.

They burst into laughter.

"Please… I am begging," she pleaded again.

"She is just too hot. I want to enter the moon today, at the countdown of 3-2 ―"

"Stop, don't do it," James ordered, "let me ask her some simple question."

"Why?" they crooned.

James ignored their question and went ahead with his own question, "Bianca, your precious virginity is at stake now. Do you promise to marry me?"

"I promise to marry you. I will keep my virginity only for you, nobody else. I promise."

"Alright, there is a marriage certificate here. Sign it with your proper signature. That is what I would present to everybody that you legally got married to me."

"I promise to marry you."

"Please get me the certificate," he beckoned, going over to fondle her temple, "are you enjoying it?"

"I am," she said in a wryly manner.

"Good."

The big guys just stood there, disappointed and frustrated. Then the certificate was given. James received it from him. James signalled for them to untie the chain that was shackling her hands before pulling out a pen. They watched her response as they released it. Bianca was completely worn out and had no more strength. She was at ease. She didn't give a damn about her bare body being exposed. She had made the decision to accept her fate. James drew closer to her, got on his knees, fixed his gaze on her eyeball, and then put his lips on hers to kiss her.

"You would forever be my wife," he whispered to her, withdrawing his lips from hers.

Bianca didn't mutter a word. She looked at him with a dying face and wished she was going to die.

"Take the pen and then sign here," he summoned her while giving the pen to her. At first, Bianca refused to collect it, but after much threatening she collected the pen with a fidgeting hand. She went through psychological stress. James didn't bother about her stance. He showed her where to sign.

"If you like forge a signature, we are going to rape you hard," he sternly warned.

Still fidgeting with her hands, Bianca signed her name. As soon as she had finished signing the paperwork, she let the pen fall to the ground and shut her eyes.

"Open your eyes!" James summoned with a harsh tone.

Still drained to the bone, Bianca closed her eyes only partially. When James looked at her, he thought that she was about to pass away. He gave the big guys a quick signal to get dressed and get some snacks and water for her to drink, which they did before they left. James quickly took off his clothes while they were gone. Bianca saw it and pleaded with him not to do it. She cried vehemently while pleading with James while holding her hands together.

"I just have to do it, let me be the first to take it now. I can't just control my body. Let's have a feel of your honeypot."

"Wait, please come nearer to me. I want to tell you something in your ear," she pleaded, gesturing with her hands.

James hearkened to her pleas and went nearer to her to hear what she was about to tell him.

"James, if you do it now, I will prefer to die now and your plan to marry me would be shattered. Besides, you would not enjoy it now because I am not in the mood for that."

"A wife is not always in the mood, it is the husband that is in charge." He scuttled to her legs.

"I would die, Please."

The use of the word "die" by Bianca stabbed his heart like a dagger. When he was performing an operation like this, he had never felt this way. Although he had become tough and hardened, today was just different from any other day. He gave her another look and felt sorry for her. In spite of the urge that was pushing its way through, he returned to where he had left his clothes and put them on. Five armed police officers, including one of the strong men James had asked to get snacks and water, arrived as he was getting dressed again.

"Hands up," commanded a policeman, who was dark in complexion with a muscled body. On top of his breast slate there was a badge with the name 'John M. Madukwo'.

James raised his hands up according to the instruction of the policeman.

"Bound him," the police man who gave the instruction ordered his fellow colleagues.

James Brin took his hands down in an angry mood, leaving the policemen clueless of the action he was to take.

They pointed their guns at him, ready to shoot.

"If you try moving from that very spot, we will gun you down," John M. threatened.

"Do you have such right?" James uttered boldly.

"Try and see," John M. dared him.

James mocked him and charged right at him, as he nearly kicked him on his manhood. It didn't work out. James was knocked to the ground by the officer's deft kick to the leg.

While beckoning his fellow officer to quickly hold his hand, one of the officers quickly grabbed one of his hands and struggled to firmly pin it to the ground. They were able to pin his hand to the ground. Until "John M. Madukwo" sprayed tear gas on James' face, they didn't care that James had heavily spat on their faces. He kept spitting on their faces until several punches to his stomach made him weak. They dragged him to his feet and managed to handcuff both of his hands.

John M. Madukwo approached the naked Bianca and gave her a quick glance.

"Who brought you here?" he screamed at her.

He was screaming, but Bianca was too weak to respond. Her response informed him that she was being taken hostage. He gave her another glance. He quickly picked up her T-shirt out of compassion and covered the top half of her body with it.

"This lady would have been badly raped. Just take a look at how exhausted she is?" John M. Madukwo spoke out after he buttoned her clothes. The other fellow police officers tried to trace the lock of the chain that bound both of her legs. The padlock was locked together with the key. It was opened by one of the officers. Immediately they released her from the chain that bound her legs. One of the officers put on her jean skirt to properly fit her on her waist.

She was set free. John M. Madukwo took her outside where the police van was and ordered the driver to take her to the station immediately.