IMADE AND JAMAL

Chapter 22: Payback.

NATASHA.

Furious is an understatement to describe how I felt right at this moment.

Everything around me seems to be set on reminding me of what happened earlier today and the more

it played in my head, the angrier I became.

I have never felt so humiliated and rejected in my life and I never in a million years thought that Jamal

would be the first to treat me that way.

That brat had the effrontery and the audacity to kick me out of his house right in front of that useless

and disgusting skank that calls herself Imade. He looked right at me, a whole me, Natasha Opara, and

had the fucking guts to throw me out of his house like I'm some kind of crazy woman or useless

beggar. The audacity!

He'll definitely pay for that humiliation. Both himself and that ugly bitch with him will pay for this and I

swear on everything I have, I will make life a living hell for both of them. I will not rest until both of them

are unhappy for the rest of their lives.

A huge part of me feels heartbroken at the moment. Jamal, the man I have sacrificed so much for, the

idiot that I have been with for the last seven years of my life, cleaning up his messes, making sure he

stayed clean, helping him with therapy, rehab, being his support system all this while, this same man

just threw me out of his life for another woman who hasn't even gone through half of what I've gone

through for him.

He'll be sorry for this, I swear. He will be sorry cause by the time I'm done with him, he'll wish he had

never met with me in the first place.

I pick up my phone from the table and furiously dial my elder brother's number. My brother and I ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

weren't exactly the type of siblings to check up on eachother or anything like that so I'm pretty sure he

already knows I'm not calling him for no reason.

He and I may not actually be the closest siblings in the world but I know for a fact that I can trust him

to help me whenever I needed help and although, I might be of too much help to him due to his

reputation, I can always be of financial help.

"Hello." His grumpy and rough voice greets tiredly and I mentally roll my eyes immediately. He's

probably drinking and smoking weed as usual which his why his voice sounds so hoarse.

As much as I loved him, I was equally ashamed of having him as a brother. My elder brother, Samuel

Uchenna Opara is a well-known drunk and a well respected gang leader.

He, unlike me, did not have the opportunity to study abroad and at age eighteen, he dropped out of

school and started to fend for himself on the streets which eventually led him to become the criminal

that he is today. To be very honest, I don't have the best family background.

"Hello, brother Uche. Good afternoon sir. I need your help." I drawl childishly, getting straight to the

purpose of my call.

"Asa nwa, what is it? Did anybody wrong you? You are not sounding alright at all." He questions with

his thick Igbo accent that sometimes irritates me.

"Brother Uche, everything is wrong with me. Nothing is going my way brother and I desperately need

your help." I complain to him, knowing well that my brother hates it when I'm not okay. Any complaint I

lay down to him, he'll immediately find a way to get rid of it for me even if it meant killing someone else.

"Tell me the name of this problem that is bothering my beautiful sister. Shey na pesin abi na thing? Asa

nwa, give me a name immediately and I promise you, I will pieces whatever it is." He grunts furiously in

his thick Igbo accent and I struggled to hold back my laugh.

(Asa nwa: Fine girl. Shey na pesin?: Is it a person?)

"Brother Uche, it's a she o. It's one useless girl like this that's bothering my life. She has ruined

everything I've worked for all this years brother. She's taking my entire life away from me." I explain,

struggling to hold back my tears.

"You had better not cry for any maggot Chiamaka. Give me a name first." He warns and I immediately

hold back the tears to avoid annoying him.

"Imade. Imade Adeleye is the reason behind all my problems Uche. Earlier today, Jamal threw me out

of his house like I was some kind mad woman because of this useless girl. He literally pushed me out

brother and he told me he never wants to see ma again. If you see the way they both manhandled me

brother, you'll pity me. It was humiliating." I explain to him, although I added more spice to the story to

rile him up.

"So, that oyinbo boy threw a fine girl like you out of his house for another woman? Okay na. Tell me

what it is you want me to do for you, I have my people in Lagos and they'll make sure those two are

well taken care of." He assures and I smile.

"Brother, leave that Jamal to me. I'll deal with him personally. The only thing I need your boys to do for

now is teach that useless woman a lesson for me. I want her to fear for her life, I want to make sure

that anywhere she hears Jamal's name, she'll run far away from him."

"For now, I don't want her dead o. You can scare her however you please and let her know that she

messed with the wrong person." I explain to him and he immediately hisses.

"Oohh, Chiamaka, you know this is what I don't like. Why not eliminate them once and for all so that

they don't bother you anymore?" He hisses harshly.

"Brother Sam, I did not call you to make decisions for me, I called you to help me. I know what I'm

doing so just be patient with me and do as I asked." I hiss back at him and he sighs.

"So, I should not harm the girl, I should just scare her?" He asks the obvious again.

"Yes, just scare her. I want her to know that she has passed her boundary, that's all. I'll make my next

decision based on her attitude." I say to him and he sighs.

"Okay then, you'll hear from my men soon. They'll let you know when the deed is done. When you're

ready to eliminate her, call me and I'll have her head served to you immediately. You know me nah." He

assures and I chuckle.

"Thank you very much brother and don't worry about anything, I'll settle you and your boys very well

so be rest assured." I reply and I could hear him chuckle in satisfaction.

"I trust my beautiful sister. Always swimming in money. Whenever you're ready to off that your oyinbo

boyfriend, just let me know too. I'll delete him for you sharp sharp." He tells me and I quickly wrap up

my conversation with him before hanging up.

No one knows Jamal better than I do. He may seem like he's all that but deep down, he's a lost puppy

looking for shelter. He hides his pain and despair with arrogance and he's so careless with everything

he has, he wouldn't even know what hits him till it eventually destroys him.

He forgot that I had him eating from the palm of my hands. His entire life is in my hands, his

companies, his fortune, there's and nothing in his life that I have no access to and I don't plan on

walking away from all this without bringing him to his knees first and the best way to do that, was taking

every away from him.

Jamal his nothing without his money, power and status and I'll take everything away from him and he

won't even realise it.

My first option was starting with what I had in front of me at the moment; his real estate company. The

very company he put me in charge of. I wouldn't have to do much anyways, I already made him sign

each and every thing pertaining to the company over to me so he has no power over it and he isn't

even aware yet.

"I'm most definitely ready to take over his position as the new CEO." I mutter to myself with a sly smile

before heading out of my house and leaving the nearest bar available.