CHAPTER THIRTEEN - “THE DEVIL YOU SAY?”
1538 Words
While in the hospital, Lisa and Josephine were demoralized, not knowing how to tackle the situation. Pedro had become their latest nightmare, as they could not at that moment, figure out the next thing he might do, that will be detrimental to them.
Her phone rings,
“What is this?”
Lisa said, as she did not understand the number calling her, that was displaying on her phone screen.
“What is it Lisa?”
Auntie Josephine asked.
“It is a number, but it is strange, as it is one I have never seen before, different from regular cell phone numbers”.
Lisa replied Josephine.
“Well, I think you should pick it up. I do not think there is any harm to it”.
Josephine said to Lisa.
“Hello?”
Lisa responded to the call, with a curious look on her face, as the number appeared strange and irregular to her.
“Hello? Lisa, it is Don Michaelson, I have been permitted to make just one phone call. Listen to me. Do everything in your power to get Pedro to stop or else, we are all doomed”.
It was Don Michaelson, calling her from the police station line.
“You think I have not tried? As we speak, my elder sister, Sarah, is in a coma and in a hospital bed”.
She said to him
“Jesus. Sarah, in a coma? I am so sorry Lisa. But how did this happen?”.
Michaelson enquired
“Apparently, Pedro is paying us for putting him through all what we did. Sarah was involved in a s*x tape scandal, that broke the internet yesterday morning, all set-up by you know who”.
She said
“It is him, right? It is Pedro who has done this. Lisa, when I arrived here yesterday morning, they locked me up in a cell with nobody in it, except me. In the afternoon, these two men were placed in the same cell with me and for no reason, they attacked me unprovoked. I fear for my life, because I don’t know how long I will be able to take this”.
Don Michaelson said to Lisa. He was about to continue when suddenly the constable took the phone off his hands.
“Time’s up Don Michaelson. You had your time”.
The officer said to him, as he collected the phone from him.
“Auntie Josephine, this man is out to get everyone of us. He has got Don Michaelson in police custody already, my sister is in a coma. Only Christ knows the plans that he has for both of us”.
Lisa, gripped by fear of the things Pedro might still do to her or her auntie, expressed her concerns to her auntie, Josephine.
“Oh, my darling, what have we gotten ourselves into? I am beginning to regret the horrible things I said to Pedro and the manner which I treated him”.
Josephine said, being remorseful of the ill treatment she gave Pedro, while he was Lisa’s husband .
“Auntie, please look after Sarah. I will be back”.
Lisa said to Josephine, as she got up, wiped her eyes and walked out of the hospital with a cold look on her face, like one who was going into a battle ground.
“Lisa, where are you going? Lisa! Lisaaa”
Josephine ran after her, as she did not understand the sudden change of mood of her niece.
“At least tell me where you are going?”
Josephine with a loud voice, cried out to Lisa. But Lisa, did not respond to her. She never did as much as a stop or turned back to give an answer to Josephine. Her mind was somewhere else and she followed it.
Lisa made her way to the Del Monte estate, so she could confront Pedro, since he had refused giving her audience and phone calls proved futile.
“Pedro! Open this door. Come out right now or let me in. Pedro! You must talk to me whether you want to or not”.
Lisa was screaming at the top of her voice, banging the front door like a deranged woman, who had lost her mind, at her arrival at Pedro’s front door.
“Who is that?! Who is the lunatic trying to break down the door?!”
Roseline said, with a high pitched voice, as she approached the door to see who it was.
“It is Lisa, go in there and get that demon you call, Master. I am here to speak to him”.
She said to Roseline, as the door opened. Lisa, like a giraffe, elongated her neck trying to look over the shoulder of Roseline, to see if Pedro was in sight or behind Roseline.
“b***h, you better lower your voice, else you will get the worst welcoming of your life. Coming up here, banging on our door, like you own the building and even demanding to see Master Pedro”.
Roseline said to Lisa.
“Let me through right now”.
Lisa tried to force her way through Roseline, into the house. But met a strong resistance from Roseline, at her two attempts, as Roseline pushed her back.
“And where do you think you are going?”
Roseline asked Lisa, as she pushes her with aggression, stopping her from getting into the house.
“Roseline! Let her in”
Pedro voice came from behind. Roseline turned holding on to door knob, and there he was, standing at the eighth step of the staircase.
“Master?”
Roseline, wanting to confirm what he had said.
“Yes, Roseline. Do let her come in. We are pretty sure she doesn’t bite”.
He said, while smiling and looking directly at Lisa, as she stood at the front entrance. She paused for few seconds even after Roseline opened the door widely.
“Well? You don’t want to come in anymore? Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, you amuse me sometimes. Please, by all means, do come in”.
Pedro said, as he made his way downstairs.
“Come in then or you are just going to stand there all day?”.
Roseline softly said to her, as she stood there. She finally walked in, but in a subtle way, as are gaze was fixated on Pedro, walking down the stairs. He still had the smile on his face, as he made his way down slowly.
“Roseline, kindly get us a Da Silva, 1864, assuming that is still Lisa’s favorite wine”.
Pedro instructed Roseline.
“Right away, Master”.
“Please, have a seat. Don’t just stand there now. Sit please, you will only give me a headache standing, while we talk”.
He said to Lisa
“You deserve far more than just a headache, Pedro. You are the devil himself”.
Lisa said to him, making expressions of frustration with her hands.
“The devil you say?”
He responded, with a smirk, looking away
“When you, your sister and your auntie, messed up my life, made me an object of ridicule and caricature, I wasn’t the devil?”.
“Yes. I know I hurt you, with my elder sister and my auntie. But surely, these things you are doing are far more worse than the things we did to you. Please, stop this, before things get out of hand. My sister is in a freaking coma already”.
She said to him
“Well, too bad for Sarah. You call me the devil. I was just a man in love with his wife and she paid me with bad fortunes. But you will see the devil. Ohhhhh, I promise you this, Lisa, you all will see the devil”.
Pedro said, as he stood up in anger, walking towards Lisa, staring her, straight in the eyes and pointing to her face. Lisa remembered the look in his eyes. It was the same look she saw in his eyes, on the day of their divorce, at her lawyer’s chambers. Fear gripped her, she fell off the seat and took to her heels. She horridly stormed out of the house, leaving the door open, as she ran away.
“Running now are we?! Running won’t help you. But run along now, go tell your sister, auntie and Don Michaelson that, this is just the beginning. The devil is coming and that devil is me.
So, go prepare yourselves!”
Pedro’s voice echoed through the estate, as he said to her with a loud voice, standing at the front porch, as she ran off in fear, from the estate.
“Master, here is the wine. Where is Lisa?”
Roseline asked, as she had brought the wine with two wine glasses, as requested by her Master.
“Don’t worry about the wine, Roseline. She won’t be having it. She is gone”.
He replied, with a fierce look, looking at Lisa, still running towards the estate entrance, as it was quite a distance away from the mansion.
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