I contacted HIV from my dad and passed it on to my twin brother his favourite child.
Mom gave birth to me and my twin brother before she died on the hospital bed and ever since then my dad was left alone to train us.
We both grew up to become adult but we never had equal treatment from my dad. My dad loved my brother more than me because he was his heir.
When we both finished our secondary education, my dad gave me to one of his friends to serve as a house help and get paid.
On the other hand my twin brother wrote jamb and gained admission into the university. With no delay, my dad got him an apartment by his school and I was left alone.
His friend was so nice to me , he buys me clothes and shoes and so many other good things to the extent you couldn't tell what i served him as .
My dad became jealous of how beautiful his friend maintained me and started making some unusual moves towards me.
My brother so much loved me, he'll always make me comfortable whenever daddy maltreated me. If he leaves for school I'll be left alone to be only cry on the shoulders of my boss.
On one ungrateful day while I was sleeping my dad opened my room and began forcing himself on me but I didn't let him have his way in.
The next day I told my boss everything and he got my dad arrested, my daddy was released because he claimed he was drunk and didn't know what he was doing and secondly he was more wealthy and influential than my boss .
Ever since then my boss requested I stayed over at his place with his family, so I could be protected from my dad's hurts.
A week later at my boss place I got a call from my brother, saying that he was back home from school.
I came home and got acquainted with my brother once more. My brother begged that I should stay over the night that he will protect me from daddy and I obeyed, for I had a soft spot for.
That night my dad came to devour me and I was screaming when my brother opened the door and on see my father on me, he just stood by the door watching with out doing anything........
The next day in shame and disgust I silently walked back to my boss house, I never told anyone about the incident.
A month later I began developing some funny symptoms of malaria and little boils on me. It kept on for a week, before my boss requested I go take a test.
I took the test and the results showed I was HIV positive. Tears didn't stop flowing down my cheeks as I knew my world has ended.
I began thinking of how to get back at my brother, because I felt he was the cause of my down fall.
My boss sacked me and sent me packing back to my father's house....by now my brother was done with higher institutions and gotten a well paid job.
I month after I went back to my father's house my brother got married to his girlfriend. I warned her of my brother before the marriage but she saw me as a stumbling block .
A week after their honeymoon, I and my brother was left alone in the house, he was in the living room while I was in the kitchen.
I was washing the dishes when my brother came behind and spanked my ass, with no thought, I bit my cheeks and kissed him as the blood flowed.
He was a bit shocked and wanted more but I stopped him. That evening when his wife came back, I warned her of not sleeping with her husband, but she reported me to my dad and I was chased out of the house.
4months later my dad called me back for a meeting with the whole family. After a prayer he began confessing;
" Your Mom cheated on me 2years after our marriage and I forgave her after she pleaded. Two months later she began developing some symptoms of malaria and I charged her to the hospital, were she was confirmed HIV positive alongside with me. This got me angry to the extent, when you both were born i transferred my hatred on your sister as replacement for your mom. I slept with her not because I wanted to but because I wanted her to have the disease and feel the pain for your mom, please forgive me." He stood up and begged.
Tears filled the whole room, as my brother was frustrated because he was now infected alongside his wife.
My brother couldn't hold himself as he strangled my father to death......I silently smiled and walked out of the room .
Two days later my brother was arrested and charged to the court by me, he stood no chances of winning. The judge sentenced him to death by hanging.
I was left with my family's wealth. My brother's wife who was pregnant for my brother begged to stay with me. I accepted but a week later I poisoned her food and she lost the baby. Now everything is mine.
The End
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