Mini Me Episode 13

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I felt I was dreaming seeing Leah attack my mother and the bouncer.

In facts, it was like a mystery to me that she stood up from that wheelchair.

I couldn’t believe it at all.

For twenty four years she has been there without saying a word to anyone except me today.

I don’t blame her at all.
Depression can turn anyone away from their usual self.

And Leah was not just depressed but broken, disappointed, betrayed and bullied by her own sister.

They say it is not the stab that hurts but looking back to see who is holding the knife; it doesn’t just hurt, it breaks one into a different world from the usual.

If Leah was told before now that her twin sister would make her life miserable, she would doubt it but facing the reality now, only God knows how she managed to survive the sad memories.

The memories of looking back to see someone who’s meant to love you as much as you love them, hurting you beyond words can express.

“How dare you Mina!” Her voice echoed in the building.

I finally gathered strength and stood up from the ground to attack the other guys who were trying to go after Leah.

My father was trying to free himself too.

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I quickly grabbed the knife my mother used to stab me on floor and buried it into the arm of the guy behind me.

He let out a loud cry and fell down.

I pulled him to the balcony and pushed him out.

The other guys had fear written all over them . They were clearly afraid to die as they saw their boss pleading for her life before Leah.

“Don’t k-ill me sister, know matter what happens I’m still your sister.
K-illing is wrong.” My mother pleaded.

Her plea vexed me to my bones. How can a murderer preach that k-illing is wrong after wasting people’s life and even stabbed her own son?

Was she trying to be sarcastic?

Maybe, yes.

“Mina, you’re the worst thing that ever happened to me.” Leah fumed.

The other four guys set to attack me but my mother told them to let me go.

“All I ever did was to love you, trust you, forgive you countless times;
even after you drugged my husband and got pregnant for him,I did not hate you for that. I did not chase you out of my life.

I rather brought you closer and made sure you have a beautiful life with your son.

But you grew into a monster.

You sent my sister in-law to Poison me.

You took my daughter away from me for 24 years! Mina.” Leah shõt my mother’s right leg.

My mother cried out in pains and pleaded with Leah to pardon her.

“I can’t forgive you again, Mina.

You pushed my innocent child into the street in the rain and sun where she was constantly molested by those useless mê-n out there! Mina!
Why!? Why did you do these to me? Where did I wrong you ? Where?”

Leah broke down in tears. My eyes filled up with eyes but I tried not to let it drop.

Crying is my weak point.

If I had cried when my mother stab-bed me, I would’ve been unconscious by now.

Mrs. Sophia was lying half dead on the floor struggling for her life.

Deep inside of me I prayed she’d survive it.

I did not want to see her d!e cause if not for her,my father and I would still be living with a devil called a mother and a wife.

Leah tried to pull the trigger the second time but it failed.

She threw the pistol away and walked back to balcony.

My father already succeeded in setting himself free.

The other guys had know guns on them. It obvious they were more like a guard to my mother and not gangsters.

As my father finally got on his feet, the four guys positioned to fight us.

My mother was struggling to get on her feet from the ground when her boys attacked us.

My father grabbed the first guy, picked the pistol up and sh-ut him in the eyes.

I was still bleeding that my vision became blurry and my hands grew feeble.

The second guy attacked me, pushed me against the wall and kicked me in the face.

“Let him go or I waste your life too!” My father came to my rescue.

I looked down and saw the other guys struggling for their life on the floor.

The guy took a few step away from me, put his two hands up in the air and went on his knees.

“I am only but a messanger. Please don’t k-ill me.” The young guy pleaded.

My father chuckled, wiped the sweat on his face with the back of his left palm and moved two steps closer to the guy.

“So you love to live? Yet you want to k-ill my son?”

“I am sorry sir. I was paid for this. I need money for my education so I accepted to do this so I can pay my fees sir.”

I felt bad for the young guy.

In his physical appearance, it obvious he’s suffering.

“There are so many beautiful means to make money legally to help yourself.

If you’re going to school to become a good citizen, you won’t consider this a choice of financial liberation to sort out your financial obligation, young man.”

“I was forced into it by my friends.”

While they converse, my mother already pulled herself off the ground, grabbed a shovel resting on the wall close to her and approached her sister, Leah who was standing at the balcony backing us.

My heart skipped but my mouth couldn’t let me speak.
I was wounded all over and weak at the same time.

I was totally weak as blood oozed out of me.

I tried to call my father’s attention to it but he wasn’t looking my way.

I tried to stand up from where I was lying on the floor but my strength failed me.

My mother quietly approached Leah at the balcony while my father was still talking to the guy pleading for his life.

My mother is not ready to let go. She really want to see her sister drop dead.

Just two steps away from her sister, my mother raised the shovel up not minding the blood flowing out of her right leg.

“Noooooo!” I finally found my voice to call everyone attention to it.

Leah turned back just at the right time and caught the shovel up in the air from my mother.

Leah took the shovel from her and pushed her down.

“You’re so evil,Mina!

This is for my daughter! This is for me! This is for my husband and all the innocent souls you destroyed with your evil acts!” Leah spat out angrily as she pelt the shovel on my mother’s body three times.

Just then the police men arrived. My father put the pistol down and ran to Leah.

She walked into his arms and cried on his chest.

My vision turned black and total event in the building, impossible.

TO Be Continued