A/N: This chapter is splited into two parts. I just realized yesterday that some parts of this chapter is missing. (Courtesy of wattpad🙂). And, also I'll be adding Andrew's POV to it.

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~☆PRISCILLA ELZER SOUTH☆~

Esuad Estate was situated on a lush landscape flanked by towering trees and mountain panoramas. It was surrounded by water features and as Ede drove on, I sighted a couple laughing heartily as they treaded the foot bridge.

Luxury houses, flower shops
and convenience stores all flew past us till we reached Austin's house. It was a huge bright green triplex. Though it was in no way as big my parents villa, it gave off a homely feel.

Ede parked in the guest parking lot outside the house and stayed back in the car. While I got off and proceeded towards the black, remote controlled electric gate.

As usual, I didn't want to press the door bell neither did I want to call Austin on the phone. Not as if, I would in anyway opt for the latter today. For I had deliberately switched off my phone and left it in my room before coming here.

Having no choice, I rolled my eyes and prodded on the chime push button of the square, gold door bell with gritted teeth.

In nothing less than few seconds, the small gate rolled open to reveal the lanky, light skinned security man of theirs who always had a smile on his face.

"Ahh, Priscilla, you're here again."

I pushed him slightly and walked into the building with a little irritation. The faint sound of a rolling gate and a groan was the last that I heard as I walked past a garden filled with numerous olive trees, a large pool with a terrace, a ping pong table and the parking lot.

Two maids in their navy blue aprons smiled at me as they carried a flower pot towards a pillar.

As I neared the entrance door, I earnestly hoped not to cross path with Austin's parents. They were such an annoying, over protective couple.

And may I add, ungrateful beings!

I knew why they never liked me nor my parents. I was the problematic, spoilt and ill trained child that would influence their only beloved son, wrongly. And my parents were... were... were what?!

Nothing but people that always put them at the edge and intimidate them with their affluence and connections.

Of course, I knew it all. How my parents aided their financial breakthrough. How they grew baby wings and thought they would soar higher. I was well informed and aware of their ungratefulness.

But I guess they wouldn't despise me that much, had they known that I was the Pillar of their son's life in Intel High School.

Austin Ndu can never let go of me. And I wasn't ready to let go of him, either.

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"Cilla!"

Austin had eloped me in a tight hug as my lips stretched into a thin straight line. It barely passed of as a smile. But I knew that he knew how happy I was to see him.

"How are you?"

He smiled, releasing me from the hug. "I'm good, Cilla. You didn't go to school today?"

"I didn't. I guess you're also in my shoes since you're home at this time." I answered, taking note of his appearance.

He was donning an extra large beige shirt, as always and a black jean short with crocs as his foot wear. And his dark skin seemed to glow more, under the crystal chandelier that had hundred of incandescent light bulbs.

We were in the living room situated on the ground floor of the triplex which was moderately furnished with a flat panel HD TV and exquisite cushions. While I sat with both legs crossed, he stood at the center of the room smiling as he replied me.

"I actually went to school today. But I left few hours later because I had an appointment with my doctor today." He retorted.

My brain had already started visualizing his tall, thin, stern faced mother barking at him for forgetting his appointment and going to school when he shouldn't. For stressing them when they already have enough on their plates. And for allowing my bad attitude to rub off on him.

I almost laughed.

"So how was the few hours in school like?" I quickly asked.

Not that I cared about Intel and it's bunch of idiots. But I didn't want to be in an awkward position of having to tell him a lie, as regards why I had chuckled, almost laughing.

"Rosanne and Oluchi did something incredible today. They were talking with loud voices how much of a mental case you are and how they would deal ruthlessly with you. Some girls supported them. And they kept on plotting nonsense till I went over and asked them if they could say all that to your face." Austin said, after he had taken a seat beside me.

Rosanne....

She, especially, was a spineless, stupid and insecure fool that did overhype her entire existence.

Such a fake, pitiable bitch.

"I'm still wondering what you're seeing in that stupid shameless goat that's making you head over heels for her. I'm still very much against you seeing her. I haven't accepted that relationship of yours. So you better cut whatever ties you have with that insecure bitch." I whipped my head to the right, facing Austin who looked he had been poured ice water, all over.

He refused to turn to look at me. His gaze was still fixed on the flat panel TV. Even though I knew it had nothing to do with his thoughts.

I felt the sudden urge to smash that Tv. I wanted to break it into the tiniest pieces and then look over my shoulder, straight at his face with a sigh of relief escaping my dry lips.

I shook my head, getting those thoughts off my head. Even though they wouldn't easily leave. I kept staring at him but the Austin Ndu wouldn't just stare the fuck back at me!

Okay.

"You know you're pissing me off, right? You know that if you don't fucking talk I'm going to snap off Rosanne's dirty little head tomorrow. Not that you talking would actually make me do otherwise. But let me hear your damn voice!" I yelled.

Austin sighed.

"You're overreacting, Priscilla. It wasn't just only Rosanne that I mentioned earlier, or was it? I don't understand your acridness towards her. Besides I walked up to them and they dropped the issue, immediately. So... so I don't get your point!" He had almost flared up.

Oh wow!

Rosanne you're in deep, hot soup.

"It's good how just talked. Like I said, it's not like whatever you said or still will say will change the fact that I'm so going to hurt her, Oluchi, her gangs and her again!! Just so you know." I stood up, aiming for the door.

"You will do no such thing to her. Priscilla..." I turned, grabbed the peacock flower vase and threw it on the cream coloured tiles.

"Cilla!" He screamed, burying his face in his hands.

What!

What....

What the heck did I just do?

You fucking smashed the Ndus generational flower vase because Austin was being idiotic. And you owe no apology.

Of course, I didn't. I mentally agreed with my sub conscious.

Looking up to a visibly shaken Austin, I wanted to feign being remorseful. But the truth is, I couldn't. I just couldn't even see myself apologizing.

"Call the maids and have them clean up this mess." I told him.

His hands left his face and his bloodshot eyes locked with mine. I-I could read so many emotions in them. They were so many that while they swirled through those dark orbs, I lost some of them.

Then all.

"You're so pathetic Priscilla. You should have yourself fixed!" He was on his feet.

And so quickly, before I could even retort or do anything, he bumped my left shoulder with his, as he walked past me and out of the living room.

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Ede said my parents called to ask about me severally. He had answered some and deliberately missed some of their calls. For he knew what mountain my parents would make of it, had they known that I went to the Ndus.

What had made go along with my next line of action, still puzzles me. As, I proceeded to tell Ede to stop the car at a flower shop where I was spent a whooping thirty minutes, sorting flowers of my choice and finally settling with bunches of yellow Hibiscus, African Violets and then an artificial Peonies.

When we got home, I sighted dad's brown Tesla. He was already back. And I hated whenever he was home. It was either he turned to a whining pig or he feeds his animalistic self.

As quietly as I could, on a calm evening like this, I got to my room.

You wouldn't believe it was the same room that had pieces of Lindsay Logan posters and numerous stickers- with the inclusiveness of Tinkerbell and other hideous creatures, littering the marbled floor.

I plopped down on my bed with my both hands behind me as I threw my head slightly backwards. My eyes caught sight of my pocket window panel curtains- well fixed.

A sigh escaped my lips. They were dry again so I did lick them, diligently.

And this time, I allowed myself fall backwards such that my back sank into the softness of the bed and my legs were barely touching the ground.

A lot of thoughts filled my mind. Firstly, I thought of dad. He was yet to barge into my room, grab me by my neck and give me a resounding slap. I was expecting him all this while, I had plopped down on my bed, taking note of my room.

Maybe, he was still busy with mom. Maybe, he was just waiting for the time I must have taken off layers of my clothes and then he would rush in, as usual. Or maybe, he was going to be repentant today.

A chuckle escaped my lips.

Mr Christian was a hell bound somebody who, for all he cared, was as just as one of the saints I've heard of. But he wasn't. He was someone I prayed to fall into perdition and rot in hell forever.

Now, I giggled.

The mere thoughts of father weeping as flames of fire consumed him was somehow satisfying.

Very satisfying, even.

I turned and laid on my sides. I was tired of looking up at the dark ceiling which had a fancy fixture at the center. I just wanted to...

Rosanne and Oluchi did something incredible today. They were talking with loud voices how much of a mental case you are...

Austin's voice rang out loud. As though, he was in the same room with me, narrating an ordeal.

I dragged one of my pillows with my free hand and placed it under my head, as I stretched my right hand which I was using as a pillow.

My mind did something tricky. It played me a film where I was sitted in the Ndus living room, talking with Austin. And suddenly, from all talks and smiles, it turned into a heated conversation.

....you will do no such thing to her.

Those ignorant words made me chuckle darkly. It meant that Austin really did underestimate my abilities.

I got out from the bed and removed the faux leather jacket I wore over my black turtle neck blouse. And then every other clothing I had on me, till I was in nothing but my undies.

Then I turned and walked into my bathroom.

Author's Note:

👀👀Personally, I think Priscilla and her driver- Ede will make a great team.😂

A hint was dropped in this
chapter about one of the characters. The person to guess the character right will get a dedication next chapter.

I won't talk about guessing which hint I dropped, cause I'm ninety-nine percent sure no one will get it. 😂❤

Till next update, Fam.❤❤