CHAPTER 33 GET OFF HER
THE ANTONIO'S MANSION
Agnes was having a good time with Lola by the pool side when Lizzy joined in from the backyard, looking all worked out.
" Agnes ?" She called, making her turned towards her
"what's all this about? why ain't you working?– Mrs. Natasha will be in, in no time and you already know how she is." She mumbled. Agnes smiled.
" Lizzy– Don't you ever get tired with this nagging and bossy attitude of yours?" She sighed. "Come on, sit here" She uttered as she held her down on a seat close by the pool.
" You look so stressed out. Have some rest."
Lizzy glared at her. " Cut this crab, Agnes....I'm not ready for your jokes. Get up, let's go get dinner ready " She stated. "Gisella and Mrs. Nat will be back soon."
" Gosh, Lizzy, you can be so irritating at times." She swiftly cut in and sighed. "Okay, I forgot to tell you– Mrs. Natasha said she won't be back early so we shouldn't make dinner for her " She smiled. "And with Gisella, we all know she doesn't take dinner usually at night. Her milk is already in the fridge. She can have it when she returns. So tell me, what else?"
" Mrs. Natasha? –Coming home late?" She queried with a furrowed brow and Agnes nodded.
"Wow, this is very strange of her. She usually don't stay out late like that,so what happened...? "
Agnes shrugged. " Well, I can't tell what's really up with her but all I can say now is, there's always a first time to everything in this world" She replied with a chuckle as she settled back on the edge of the pool with Lola.
Lizzy smiled, tilting her head.
" Whatever, crazy girl– Suit yourself" She snorted and strolled back into the house still suprised with the information she just received.
" Why is she always like this, Lola?" Agnes mumbled as if the cat could understand. The stared at her as she faded into the house. "I wish she could just have fun for some few minutes." She sighed. " Anyway, let's relax for awhile" She smile, diving her legs into the pool.
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Bello took Gisella 50 meters deeper into the bushes to prevent anyone from rescuing her. Gisella on the other hand kept struggling to free herself but every effort proved futile.
" Let's me go– Please" She howled which made him hit her to the ground with fury. "Shut up" He shouted.
She instinctively crawled back, her breath rapidly rose and fell with a flushed gaze.
" Please, don't hurt me– I'll do anything you want. Spare my life; I'm begging you" She pleaded.
" I said, shut up !!!" He yelled, landing a heavy slap on her cheeks. Gisella cried, her eyes exposed her fright; she trembled as he closed up on her.
" Who said I'm here to listen to you?" He chuckled and crunched down infront of her. "Come here, let's me enjoy this gorgeous body of yours." He added as he leaned closer ; his hands slowly travelled down her body. Gisella instinctively closed her eyes; her lips trembled and the tears in her eyes rolled down her eyes.
" No please, don't do this to me " She sobbed. "Let me go, please–" She helplessly screamed, struggling as he forces himself on her.
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Desmond, who had unknowingly found himself little closer to the scene heard the loud scream. His eyes swiftly searched around.
" Gisella!– where are you?" He howled. " Gisella!!" He called, devastated but to no avail.
" God, what should I do now?" He fidgeted. Just then, he heard the voice again which seem more closer to where he stood.
" No, Please, let me go–Please don't do this." He heard the voice echoed.
" Gisel!!– I'm coming." Desmond exclaimed as he anxiously rushed towards the direction of the voice.
" Keep quite, bitch!!" Bello exclaimed while he laid above her. Just then, a voice howled from behind.
" Get off her."
Before Bello could turn to the intruder, a harsh impact on his head instinctively sent him, groaning in pain as he rolled on the ground. Desmond hurriedly rushed to the aid of Gisella who laid, weakly next to him.
" Gisel?– Gisella" He hugged her. "How are you?"
She trembled as she tightly hugged onto him with shaky hands.
" Desmond, you came" She cried. " Thank you" She faintly mumbled, the tears in her eyes, rolled down. He brushed his hand over her back with his chin, resting over her head.
" Yes, I'm here–Gisel" He assured as he drew her from the hug. "Let's get you out of here first, huh?"
She titled her head with a faint smile. Desmond slowly held her up from the ground, his back faced Bello.
" Desmond, Watch it..." Gisella exclaimed but it was too late. Bello swiftly hit him down with a club; he groaned in pain.
" How dare you, bastard!" Bello coldly shouted as he kept on hitting him with the club. Gisella desperately cried as he helplessly watched on.
" No, stop it– Please don't hurt him" She sobbed but he just kept on until Desmond laid half dead in a pool of blood. Gisella crawled over and laid over his body, weeping.
" Please– Stop it." She sobbed. "Don't kill him." Desmond stared at her with a faint smile; he slowly caressed her face with his blood stained hands.
"Gisella–" His voice weakly, called.
" Huh?, I'm here" She instinctively stuttered.
" I'm so sorry for yelling at you earlier on in the canteen and for ignoring you. I hope you find a place in your heart to forgive me" He stammered, coughing out blood.
" It's okay, Desmond, just hang in there– I'll try and get us help " She eluded.
" Don't worry, Gisel, just get out of here. I'll be fine"
" No, I can't leave you here like this–please stay with me" she cried.
Just then, Bello shoved her off him and hit him again with the club. Desmond cried in pain and his body went numb; his eyes slowly closed. Gisella stared at his lifeless body before her eyes. She screamed out in tears as she held him. Bello chuckled.
" Finally, you are all mine" He exhaled." No one will save you this this around." He laughed.
Just then, he heard footsteps approaching.
" Oh, shit, I got to get out of here " He hurried out of there without further thoughts. Gisella quickly crept over to Desmond.
" Desmond?–Desmond, Please wake, up, Please.." She cried. „You can't leave me like this, please" She screamed but suddenly felt dizzy; she instinctively fell off beside him, unconscious.