Chapter 11 LOA 11
It didn't take up to an hour before sleep embraced her.
Adrianna was able to locate his house without difficulty, he lives in the hood, she noticed the guys in gangs and groups, staring at her hungrily, she looked away and continued to drive down the road slowly until she saw the house number.
She parked the car at behind another car on the roadside and got down from the car and walked to the other side of the road, taking the stairs that leads to his house, she rapidly knocked three times, adjusting her leather jacket, she wore a tank top and a jean with her favorite Nike canvas.
Mustapha had seen her through his window, as soon as he heard the knocks he opened the door and dragged her in, causing her to trip and landing on his bed.
"Bastard, what you did that for?" she bellowed angrily.
"Call me a bastard one more time" he dared her.
"And what the fuck would your bastard ass do?" she retorts angrily, He slapped her face, she held her cheeks, she could almost feel a slight headache, she looked at him and clenched her jaw,
Adrianna slapped him back hard.
"You don't hit me young man" she shouted angrily.
Mustapha was stunned at her attitudes, he didn't want to cower or showed her that he admired her boldness, if only she was this bold from the onset, he might have left her to be, but it wouldn't be easy, since he had sex with her twice, he was stuck on her already.
Adrianna was breathing heavily, she raised her head to look at him and eyed him, she wasn't prepared for the next actions, he was too fast.
He had sinned against the wall, holding her neck with one of his hand and the other hand pinning her hands to her back, he pressed her face hard to the wall.
"What do you want from me," she asked him, she saw him smirking, he was enjoying hurting her.
"You, I want your body on my bed, since your man already called but I refused to see him, I guess I might just have you one more time before I let you go" he snickered.
He licked her face with his tongue, trailing kisses on her neck. Once his hold had faltered, she was able to release herself from his hold and push him on the bed, running straight for the door, but the click sound of a gun made her stop, she let go of the door handle and surrendered her hands up in the air.
Adrianna couldn't let it go down like this, she was calculating on her move, Mustapha is smart, she knows that.
She was facing him now. Mustapha's gaze flickers from her face to her chest. "Those melons, big melons" he snickered, smiling cynically at her. He told her to remove her jacket and she did.
"Go down on your knees" he ordered, she knelt down, Mustapha unzipped his trousers and took out his dick, wriggling it at her face, Adrianna felt irritated, she rolled her eyes, she knew what he wanted her to do, just then a thought came to her mind.
She sighted his laptop on the table, the pictures he had sent to her was edited into grids and used as the system wallpaper. He told her to come forward, he held her hair and told her to suck him off.
Adrianna starts stroking him slowly, he seems to be enjoying it, she put his dick in her mouth and he threw his head back off.
Adrianna bit his dick, holding it hard with her teeth, his cries and shout of pains could be heard by his neighbors. He smacked the gun on her head and she released her teeth, holding her head, her visions were blurry, she needed to get her strength, she wouldn't let him get her still.
"You fucking bitch" he growled and held his dick, he was bleeding, he quickly took a cloth and put it on it, he stood up angrily and hit her head against the wall, Adrianna screamed.
He held a fistful of her hair and hit her against the table, Adrianna fell, he kicks her by her sides.
It was painful, Adrianna held her left sides whimpering, her breathing was becoming hitched. She has to be strong, she heard him move away from her, she tried to see what he was doing, "the idiot is taking care of his carrot" she muttered and smirked.
Adrianna got up wobbling, holding the table to steady herself, Mustapha looked her way and saw she was up,
"I'm going to kill you with my bare hands" he spat angrily. Just as he was about to grab her hand, Adrianna picked up the laptop and hit it on his head, the laptop falling on the floor, she took the broken head of the system and hit it continually on his head until it shattered in her hand, the pieces tearing her palm, she kicked his head with so much force, she almost fell down on him, she quickly steadies herself, she cleaned the blood running down her temple with a shirt he left on his bed. she was a bit happy she got to destroy it, anything can happen.
Mustapha could make the pictures go viral not caring about his reputation but she cares greatly about hers, she noticed a memory card laying on the floor, whatever is in it, she doesn't want to know, she would throw-in in the bin on her way out, if she leaves alive.
Mustapha was losing blood, she looked at him and spat on his face, she knelt beside him and whispered to his ears.
"Go to hell and say my hi to the devil" sh staggered out.
"Motherfucker" she muttered. She felt happiness surged from within her, her heart leaped for joy, she held her side, it was starting to hurt bad.
Now she feels safe even though her relationship is hanging on a thin thread. She was almost at her car when she heard her name, she slowly turns to look back.
Mustapha held her at a gunpoint, he was walking towards her, swaying from side to side, he looks like he had lost so much blood, he looked paler. They held each other gazes, Adrianna could hear her heartbeats, it was thumping fast and then he spoke.
"We're saying hi to the devil together" he pulled the trigger with his last breathes, the bullet had hit her close to her chest. She fell, she felt life slipping through her, she pictured Elijah's face in her mind.
"I'm sorry" she whispered, tears running down her cheeks. The last words she heard were the distant voice of a woman screaming at somebody to call 911.
