❣️❣️ FAITH ❣️❣️

I look at the phone in his hand and sweat for him to find out about my scheme. I don't want him to find out about me that way, he looks really different. And Frida will be able to use this again to destroy me again.

Me: Uh .... It must be the thief of my bag, he's probably calling back to scam you.

Yvan: Well, we'll see who will be the turkey of the farce

I snatch the phone from his hand as soon as he tries to pick it up. I rejected the call and kept the cell phone. I walked back to the shower door to retrieve the towel, which I tied around my waist.

Yvan: Why did you hang up?

Me: Because he's only going to waste our time.

Yvan: The laptop contains geolocation and we can trace it more easily, you already knew that, didn't you? I have a feeling that it doesn't even mean anything to you that you lost a high-end laptop.

Me: It's not really that.

Yvan: So what is it? 'Cause it looks like I'm dealing with another person. You are different and weird.

I jump when I hear the door knock. Damn, what did you get yourself into like that Faith? Since when did you have this twisted idea of ​​replacing your twin sister? What if it was her at the door? It will fall on you again. Well done Faith, you are a real bitch. Cold sweat was already falling from my body when the door opened. It's now or never to save face. And come to think of it, it was her idea of ​​stealing first. Let her come and explain to the half-breed why she pretended to be me to him in the first place?

Me: ... Yvan, I'm not ...

I shut my mouth when I saw two waiters at the entrance. One had a tray in his hand and the other a brand new white suit. He asked them to put everything on the bed before taking out from his wallet two 10000 CFA notes which he gave to each of them.

Seriously!

While I'm crying here to find 50,000 francs to pay my rent. They manage to get 10,000 francs each for so little? As soon as he closed the door, I jumped on the bed to pull the tray towards me and started eating very quickly. I was as hungry as a wolf. I hadn't eaten anything for 24 hours, so imagine how I felt, chicken fries and some salad leaves.

Frida eats really badly. I understand why she is still so thin. If I had a golden spoon like her, I would already be fat for a long time. Unfortunately I can barely eat twice in one day. I stuffed so much food in my mouth that it was very full. I even forgot not to be alone. I look up at him and he's looking at me oddly leaning against the door. I was ashamed and started chewing slowly.

Me: Goah....

Ivan: You say?

I chewed quickly finally to have my mouth free to speak.

Me: I was like, why are you looking at me so weirdly?

Yvan: Because you are weird. I don't recognize you anymore. Since when do you act like an uneducated girl? You've always been so composed and selective. It's true that when I met you, you looked rather wild but it got better right away.

Me: Sorry, I was nearly raped by five guys. No wonder I lost my sense of class. Didn't you want to take a shower?

Ivan: Yes

Me: Go ahead, while I finish eating all this. I really like the chocolate fondant cake. It's my favourite," I say with a smile. At least that, she hasn't changed it.

Yvan: I'm going to ....

He found himself in front of me, his fingers lift my mentor and there he placed a very but really very soft and sensual kiss on my lips. Although I resisted, I ended up opening my mouth to welcome his tongue, which began to play with mine. My hand slides over this body of Apollo he has to caress him a little. Just the touch makes me completely melt.

My whole body is in turmoil that if this continues I really risk pissing myself. All this is new to me, no one had ever set me on fire like that, with the tongue. The two kisses I got were just smacks but this one is the real one, the kind that gets you high. I didn't know it felt so good to be kissed. Life is really weird, my first real kiss was from my sister's husband. This thought makes me abruptly break this kiss.

Me: Go take a shower, I'll be very good waiting for you.

He smiles and brushes his fingertips against my lips.

Yvan: I don't know what the problem is with you, my love, but know that I loved that kiss we exchanged. It's the best you gave.

He smiles again and this time places a kiss on my forehead before going into the shower. As soon as the shower door closed. I jumped out of bed putting the set on the bed and it didn't really take long. I put his phone on silent before putting it between the cushions, so he won't see the cell phone anytime soon.

When my eyes fall on his wallet, a struggle begins between reason and conscience. My conscience wanted me to get out of there while my reason thinks that a few stolen tickets wouldn't be so bad huh. Besides, it would be compensation for standing up for me in the past.

Me: It's just a lord loan. I don't know how but I will pay it back. Thank you for understanding me, even if you sometimes make my life hard.

I quickly ended up opening the wallet, I'm flabbergasted seeing all this money. I pulled out five 10,000 CFA notes which I stuffed into my bra before picking up a bag where I spilled all the rest of the food, the cake and the cans they had there.

I looked around the room one last time before slamming the door and walking out of there as I came. I took a taxi and went straight home. As soon as I put one foot inside, my landlord's cries echo in the hallway, he left with a crumpled face.

I took the money out of my bra and handed her 40,000 f.

Me: I'm going to owe you another 10,000 f

Me: It won't last. But please turn on the power and the water too. I need it right now

Me: It won't last.

Ahi! How many times do I have to promise her? He left in front of me and I went up to my house. There was dust everywhere. It's been days since I've set foot here because of the money. While others have a well-stocked account, there are us, even five francs we seek, we do not find. Pffffff. I wonder what we ate and we didn't give to the good GOD? Or when he hears my name there, does it sound like Judas who sold him? Or of Peter who denied him.

I covered my food and started cleaning. I cleaned everything from top to bottom and washed the plates. I changed my sheet. It struck 2 o'clock in the evening, I reheated the food and kept my chocolate cake in the traditional way. I took a bottle of can and went back to bed, turning on the TV.

Although the film is interesting, I can't get Yvan's kiss out of my head. I can't believe that my first real kiss was with my brother-in-law, for the very first time in my life, I felt my crotch moisten just by simple gestures. Imagine if it has to be full service? I immediately banged my head for even having to think about that. How can God bless a person who has ruined his own sister's entire life?

His lie, his cunning, his wickedness destroyed my life. First I lost my parents, freedom and all I have gained in the last five years is a miserable life. Since that wasn't enough, she stole my suitor away from me and she has a life that should have been mine. Out of anger, I wanted revenge, which is why I allowed myself this farce. This game that almost cost me my virginity. Would I have been able to go all the way? I kept thinking in my head until sleep came knocking on my door.

After brushing myself and taking my shower, I then headed to the kitchen to heat up my meal and take the opportunity to make some fatty rice to accompany what I brought back yesterday. It's been a long time since I've eaten such a hearty meal. I barely swallowed the first butcher when they knocked on my door. Holy shit, we can never eat in peace in this house. It was reluctantly that I went to open . I was about to jump at the latter's throat when I saw Gil at the entrance.

Me: I don't know what gray gray you're doing but it works every time. Come in, make yourself at home and share it equally.

Gil: It's not gray gray but rather luck.

Me: A very suspicious chance, I would say.

He sat down and I went to bring him a plate.

Gil: Seriously Faith, you gave me the most horrible night of my life.

Me: Hey! Me ?

Gil: Guess I haven't stopped thinking about yesterday. Syria even got angry because my cock refused to get hard, but she really wanted to.

Me: Can you please spare me the details of your legs in the air.

Gil: Ok and if you spoke to me about last night! Can you now explain to me since when you found the beautiful mixed race to the point that he nicknamed you my wife? And besides, this ridiculous name, Frida, where does it come from?

Me: Do you remember him?

Gil: How am I going to forget the one man who didn't get heaps of name-calling when he hit on you.

Me: At the same time, he's the only one who spoke to me with decency.

Gil: Tell me, how did it materialize between you two? And why did you never tell me about it?

Me: I didn't tell you, simply because I never saw her again until yesterday.

Gil drops his spoon and looks at me with his big eyes.

Me: I'm telling you the truth, no need to stare at me with your bulging eyes.

Gil: I'm even more confused. Why did he talk to you like you were more intimate?

I huffed after swallowing a rice butcher. I put the spoon down because I had to tell him about my life. He knows nothing about me except my first and last name. I always made her believe that I was an orphan. An abandoned girl, since he was also a street child, he took me under his wing and since then we have been inseparable. At first, people even took us as lovers. Two of his girlfriends had broken up with him because of our friendship.

Gil: I'm hanging on your lips bb?

Me: Yesterday, the half-breed as you call him seemed to be intimate with me simply because he confused me with my twin sister. Frida, the ridiculous name what?

He stayed for several seconds before opening his mouth to take out a

Gil: Holy shit! Are you Twin? The truth ?

I do

Gil: You mean there's another person who looks exactly like you? Same as you?

Me: Yes and unfortunately yesterday her husband took me for her.

Gil: Would you like to say your husband to you? Because as far as I know, it was you he first met in the Karaoke club. All the girls in the box cracked up in front of him, especially since he was unaccompanied. You were the only one who ignored it. I think that's what motivated him to chase after you.

Me: How do you manage to remember his little details?

Gil: Everything related to you, I kept them all there, he said touching his heart.

My lips stretch without my having to force it. He reaches out his hand and tenderly caresses my cheek, staring intently at me. He suddenly pulls himself together

Gil: So he didn't guess you weren't his wife?

Me no ! Given his reaction, my sister never spoke to him about me.

Gil: That explains why he married her. He confused him with you. The girl he met on the catwalk performing the sound of Fally Ipupa. And your dirty twin bitch kept quiet and preferred to steal your place.

Me: I agree, she's a manipulative bitch. But to say that he stole it from me would be misleading. He flirted with me, of course, but we never had a first date?

Gil: There was never anything because he ran into your witch sister and took her for you.

Me: Maybe, but they're married now. I should never have played this stupid game. I'm not like her, to manipulate, to lie brazenly.

Gil: What happened with your family?

I quickly wiped away the small tear that slipped down my cheek. I took a deep breath and started to unpack everything to him. . I tried, but I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. I exploded at the end of my story. He walked around the table to hug me. Even after five, this memory is still so painful. I lost a lot to this lie. Gil stayed to cuddle me until my spirits returned.

Gil: At least in this frame-up, we met.

Me: That's the only great thing about this story.

Gil: I love you so much

Me me too ....

Syria: Do you take a room while you're there, wouldn't that be better?

Gil: What are you doing here?

Syria: I surprise you with your so-called friend, all embracing declaring your passions and all you find to tell me is what I'm doing here?

Gil: Yes, because I no longer know in which language, should I tell you that Faith is my friend?

Syria: Do I look like an idiot Gil? You spend your time fucking hiding under this stinky lie. Is that why you didn't touch me yesterday Gil?

Gil: Yes Syria! Faith and I spend all our time fucking. We just do that. Are you satisfied?

Syria: How dare you say that to me like that? She cries hot tears.

Gil: Isn't that what you wanted to hear? To act now? Well, here .

Me: Gill...

Syria: Shut up you bitch. Of all the men there are in this country, is it my man that you come across?

Me: One, if I was going to go out with your man as you call him, believe me you wouldn't be here yelling like a rabid female dog. Two, I have no problem with you, I'm not into his stupid love quarrels. You have a problem, you solve it with your man and try not to interfere with it please.

Syria: If I involve you in this, what will happen, huh? Your savagery that you do on others there, do you think it can happen to me?

Gil: Damn, are you going to stop?

Syria: I'm not stopping anything. She's sleeping with my man and she's the one who wants to play the wrestler. You bring that on me, I'll settle your case for you.

Me: Gil? You take your girl out of my house. I have too many problems for her to add to them.

Gil tried to get out but she pushed him away violently and went back to insulting me, screaming. The few neighbors are already coming out to admire the scene since my door was open. What I hate the most in my life is that? To be in spectacle, that one comes to provoke me under my roof.

Gil: You're coming with me...

Syria: You are letting me go huh. Everyone must know that this Faith is a real bitch, a first class nymphomaniac. She sleeps with my husband behind my back and even pretends to be my friend. She has no shame. If you don't watch your husbands, she will steal them from you.

Mad with rage, I waltzed the table and all the contents were overturned. By the time she recovered, I savagely grabbed her hair and pulled her out. Gil ran after me begging me to release her but when the little maggot goes to my head, nothing calms me down. I dragged him outside and slapped him twice.

Out of love for Gil, because despite everything, he loves him. I left him on his two slaps. But I had to turn her back that she threw a big pebble at me which hit my head. Blood began to come out profusely. I lose my balance and cling to a wall.

Syria: Your maudia, comes to slap me again.

I see Gil slapped him hard before running towards me to catch me in time before I collapsed.

I had a bandage wrapped around my head when I opened my eyes. Gil is sitting on a chair at the entrance. He rushed over as soon as he saw me.

Gil: You gave me one of his scares. I thought I would never see you again.

Me: I'm a badass. You will still support me for a long time.

He showed a big smile and hugged me very gently.

Gil: How are you?

I do .

Gil: Sorry, this is all my fault. Yet she looked so calm

Me: You make them all crazy about you.

Gil: It's not funny, she almost killed you.

Me: It would have saved me from continuing to suffer. Looks like life doesn't want you.

Gil: Don't talk nonsense.

Me: It's the truth, I have a father, a mother and a sister, yet I'm like an orphan.

My tears began to flow profusely. Gil wipes them for me every time it drips.

Gil: You got me...

Me: I'm not bringing you anything at all. Your girlfriends are leaving you because of me and I don't like it. I don't like to bring problems into the lives of the people I love. And you I love you very much.

Gil: What you're trying to do, you stop right now. I will not give in. You and me, it's for all life. OK ?

Me: okay

He went to get the doctor and he fixed it. We returned home. He advised me to go lie down and he took care of preparing for me to my greatest happiness. I ate heartily and he took my medication.

Gil: I don't really want to leave you, but I have to go to the bar.

Me: Don't worry about me. With the medication I've taken, I'm going to sleep like a big baby.

He places a kiss on my forehead.

Gil: See you bb

Me: Thank you B ... By the way, do you have the news from Syria?

Gil: No! Her mother wanted to apologize for her but I didn't.

Me: If you like him, you should...

Gil: It would be like accepting the woman who almost killed my sister. Syria and me, it's over. I don't want to know anything about her anymore.

It's been two hours since Gil left and I still can't sleep. The pain in the head is far too intense. I got out of bed, took my bottles and swallowed two more. I was going back to bed when I heard someone knock on the door. It is with slow steps that I went to open . . I felt my heart pound when I saw two officers in front of me.

I do ?

Without adding anything more, the other pulls out the handcuffs and pushes me against the door, bringing my hands behind his back.

Me: What's going on?

“You are under arrest for the premeditated murder of Syria Ngo, you have the right to remain silent, anything you say may be held against you.

What me ? Syria is dead? And you think it's me? I haven't moved from here.

They made me go up by force and despite my pleas and lamentations, they brought me back and locked me alone in a dilapidated and tiny room which smelled more. I still don't understand anything. Syria is dead? How ? And since when ? I kept spinning around on my own. Crying won't solve anything at all, I have to be strong like I always have been.

I've been locked up here for three fucking days with no visitors. Without water or food. I'm terribly hungry and my head also hurts terribly.

Me: Please, I need to drink some water. I have a dry throat. Please ....

I started banging against the bars of the grate, screaming. Suddenly, the door opens... I would have liked to see the devil in person than her. It was the second time in a few days that I found myself in prison and she was the one who visited me. It becomes unbearable for me to see it.

Frida: Good evening Faith!

Me: Can't you give me a second?

Frida: No, I need you to forgive me.

Me: Are you following me now?

Frida: Yes, I'll follow you everywhere because you're going through all this because of me. And I'm here to help you like a sister would.

Me: Except you don't have my sister. We look alike but we have nothing in common.

Frida: I think so... I impersonated you and spent Mom's employers' money to incriminate you. And you did the same by taking my place near my husband.

Me: So he knows we have two?

Frida: No, I cleaned up the mess you made with my husband

Me: Your husband? I laugh..... You're still so fake Frida. You haven't changed anything. You remained the same manipulator. Yvan should be my husband to me, this life you lead was due to me but as usual, you stole it from me.

Frida: I beg your pardon?

Me: It was me that he first met During a Karaoke evening where I interpreted the sound of Fally Ipupa. He had courted me, he gave me an appointment and he never saw Until I ran into him where he turned out to be your Husband.

Frida: I didn't know.

Me: Stop lying to me Frida, he wooed you thinking it was me. And since you don't know what honesty knows. You have except to tell him that you were two and it was with the other who made an appointment for real?

Frida: I'm not here for her childish stories. I'm here to help you get the family of the woman you killed to withdraw their complaints and get you released as soon as possible.

Me: I didn't kill Syria.

Frida: The evidence says it's you. And irrefutable evidence.

Me: What are you doing here Frida? What exactly is your role in this case?

Frida: Help you out, I can negotiate with this girl's family.

Me: Why do I feel like there's a condition to all of this?

Frida: Because he does have one.

Me: And what should I do?

Frida: Since you've already pretended to be me, I want it to continue Faith. I want you to pretend to be me, to become pregnant with my husband and to give me the baby at birth, all in exchange for your freedom and the sum of 10 million CFA francs.

I stood stunned and flabbergasted in front of her. Frida is not only a manipulator, she is completely crazy.