Closure

“Hello… good afternoon… Please who is on the line?” she asked over the phone.

“it’s Marwan” I replied.

“Oh… It’s been a long time. How may I help you?” she asked.

“My cousin is acting weird as he has overdosed on drugs. You’re the only medical personnel that I can think of. Please I need your help. It’s a matter of life and death, and taking him to the hospital will not end well.” I explained calmly but with urgency in my voice.

“You’re lucky I am not working today. Just for old times sake, I’ll be there in thirty minutes.” She said over the phone.

* * * *

“I am here” she called out loud as she reached my front door.

Effortlessly sliding behind the door, I asked her to let herself in. Without taking more than three seconds to admire her beauty and proportionate body, I smashed a hammer against her skull. Just hard enough to knock her out. A satisfying crunch confirmed that the hammer met with her cranium.

* * * *

“what’s wrong with you? Are you insane? What did I do wrong?” she unleashed questions upon questions when she regained consciousness.

“You promised to love me forever M,” I said coolly.

“Yes. I said so. But that was long ago. Why did you trick me here?” she asked another question.

“My best friend advised me to seek closure. She told me to be free from you in all its meaning. And that is exactly what I am doing” I explained sincerely.

Smiling broadly so she got a view of my dimples and diastema clearly (she always said I was handsome), I raised the hammer again. I heard another satisfying crunch as hammer met sternum. The force knocked the wind out of her, but I continued striking until there was nothing to hit again.

©Ridwan Akinkunmi Ajagbe