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AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN

DARK LIGHT

A ChrisEffe Bliss

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EPISODE 28

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Three days of bliss followed for Effe.

She got stronger, and healthier, and happier.

It was a joy just to rub her hands together, and a miracle just to wiggle her toes. She now appreciated the gentle breeze of air on her skin, and loved the sting of the wicked mosquitoes.

Life…

She had taken the smells for granted, the sounds, the stinks. It had been normal, natural, passing by unnoticed. But when she held a sponge in her hands, and rubbed herself down, she cried.

For the first time she visited the washroom and cleaned herself…and she cried.

She hit her hand on the wall when she was trying to blindly open a door for Dezzy, and although the pain was excruciating, she cried not because of the pain, but from the joy of feeling that pain.

And, on the third day, whilst she was eating her favourite dish of banku and okra soup with assorted meat, Eden told her gently that the results showed the deadly venom had left her bloodstream.

It was another shot at life…and she cried.

She and Dezzy became very close.

The huge dog started following her around and being with her all the time. Effe was overjoyed that at least, she had gotten over her morbid fear of dogs. Their bond was so great that sometimes Chris looked at them and frowned, although Effe did not see those times.

There was a sort of wall between her now.

Effe was horrified to realize that, the stronger she became, the more she became shy around him. Her earlier bravado and brashness had slowly taken a definitive stance backwards.

She still touched him and moved close to him on the bed, but she had not been able to kiss or caress him again, although there were times she had wanted so much to do more than lie in his arms.

And she had wondered if her confidence had simply abandoned her, and if she would feel that excruciating pain again if she began to feel sexually aroused. She knew that since the bathroom incidence, she had not been aroused again around him.

Somehow, their moments of intimacy had vanished now, although they were still so in tune to each other.

And then, on the evening of the fourth night…it happened!

***

They were sitting on the porch.

Effe was in a rocking chair with Dezzy by her side. The huge dog was making deep, contented sounds as she gently ran her hand over his huge head.

She was wearing a dress and sipping a cold malt.

Chris Eden Bawa was standing with his hands on the banisters as he gazed across the green grass and the lake. A cold wind was blowing, and the sky was getting darker by the second as ominous clouds gathered.

His face was bleak as he looked at the evil-looking clouds.

It was going to be a bad rainstorm, and he looked anxiously towards Effe. When the winds intensified and a thunder rumbled across the sky, he turned from the banisters and walked to her side.

“Time to get you inside, Effe,” he said gently. “There was a forecast of a bad rainstorm. I think it has started earlier than expected.”

Her face was tinged with a hint of fear, and something else he could not quite fathom out.

“I feel the pain in my throat, Eden,” she said softly. “Do you know that?”

He scowled, a little confused.

“Have you started feeling pain when I come near you?” he asked.

“No, Eden, no,” she whispered. “It is the storm. Any time there’s a rainstorm, or even simple rain, my throat closes over, and I find breathing difficult. Sometimes I choke horribly and almost pass out.”

His handsome face softened as he crouched and took her hand.

She was trembling slightly.

“I’m sorry, Effe,” he whispered. “You’ll have to conquer that, you know. Nothing can harm you now.”

“You know, when he was raping me during the rainstorm, he would clamp his hand tightly around my neck and squeeze the air almost out of my lungs,” Effe whispered, and now tears coursed down her beautiful cheeks slowly, and her expression was tortured. “He seemed to derive some sick pleasure from that, you know. Squeeze my throat and slap my face as he did his despicable acts!”

“Effe, don’t torture yourself like this!” Eden said, a bit sharply. “Please.”

“So, every single time it rains, my throat closes over, and I find it hard to breathe,” Effe continued as if she had not heard him. “But I’m not going to live in his prison forever, Eden. I’m not going to live my life bogged down by this psychological pain, not again. It is like he has manacled my life forever in one hellish quagmire of torture, but not anymore…not anymore!”

Chris watched her, and for the umpteenth time he was quite struck with her steel. She was so gentle, so fragile, but as he had come to realize, she was also capable of amazing steel when it was required.

It was darker now, and the winds were stronger. Lightning zigzagged across the sky, and a hellish thunder boomed, shaking the cabin, and causing Dezzy to whimper with unease.

“Come inside now, Effe,” he said gently. “Let me help you.”

She wiped tears from her face with both hands, almost savagely.

“No, Eden, not today,” she whispered fiercely. “Today, I put him out of my system. Today, I face my monsters. I’m not going inside. I’m going into the storm.”

“Don’t be silly, Effe!” he said with sudden tension. “This is one bad storm, Effe! You can’t be on the porch, let alone down there!”

“No, Eden, please,” she said and suddenly leveraged herself to her feet. “Please, take me down, I beg you.”

“I’ll never do that!” he hissed at her. “Are you out of your mind, Effe? It is dangerous out there!”

“Eden!” she cried and reached out blindly for him. “Please! I’m not living my life in the terrors and nightmares I was used to! Being with you has taught me that I can live, and love, and be free, if only I can be brave enough! You said there is an expanse of green grass out there, right? And the lake is far away?”

“Yes, Effe, but don’t be stupid!” he said harshly. “There are going to be deadly lightning strikes out there! It is too dangerous!”

“No lightning will come near me today, Eden,” Effe said with a strange smile on her face. “Today, in the storm, I shall be stronger!”

There was sweat raining down on Chris’ face, and as Effe put her hands on his face, as she did regularly nowadays, tracing the beautiful plains, she gasped suddenly.

Her hands fell on his shoulders. He was wearing only a pair of baggy shorts, and so her hands roamed freely across his chest and his arms, and she felt the sweat pouring off him.

And, added to that, she felt him trembling softly.

Her face expressed her shock as the sudden realization hit her.

“Eden!” she whispered frantically. “You’re also scared of rainstorms, aren’t you?”

“Shut up, Effe!” Chris said in a tight, emotional voice. “I ain’t scared of storms. I simply hate them!”

“Why?” she whispered.

“Don’t you dare ask me why!” he screamed savagely and tried to move back, but she held his hands.

“Don’t let it define your mood, Eden,” she whispered. “Whatever happened to make you hate the storms, I know it is from your past, from your story which you haven’t trusted me enough to tell me. But, walk with me. Let’s go into the storm together and dare it!”

“No!” he screamed and wrenched his hands from hers. “Damn it, Effe! Stop your nonsense! Let’s get inside!”

“No, Eden, don’t force me,” she whispered. “After today, I’ll enjoy the rains and the storms, and I will never let it haunt me again.”

She moved away from him with her hands stretched out.

“Effe!” he said almost in a scream.

“Come with me, Eden, please,” she said. “Walk with me.”

“You crazy little demon!” he hissed furiously.

Effe’s hands touched the banisters, and then she followed it with her hand, walking close to it until its length ended in a slight arc, and she knew she was on the staircase.

Dezzy whimpered with unease and looked at his master as if asking him to help the blind lady. However, Chris was trembling badly as he watched the woman without moving.

It was a full-scale rain now, and the wind was gusting violently, slashing at objects. The black sky had been transformed into a crazy maze of slithering lightning and rumbling thunder.

Effe suddenly slipped on the steps and went tumbling head over heels down.

“Oh, Christ!” Chris shouted with fear and bounded towards her.

She managed to stop her roll, and then she grabbed the railing and pulled herself up. Chris hesitated at the top of the steps, expecting her to call him to take her back. But her beautiful face was filled with grim resolve as she moved further down.

She was wet now as she gained the green lawn, and then she held her hands out in front of her as she walked deeper into the rainstorm.

“Effe!” Chris screamed from the head of the steps. “You’re going to die, okay? Is that what you want?”

Effe was weeping as she moved.

Chris stared at her with mounting admiration as the rain slashed into her skin like tiny pins pricking her! The wind was gusting so strongly that she found it extremely difficult walking. The thunder boomed with incessant warning, and lightning flashed in a maddening special effects display across the sky…but that mad girl waded deeper into the green lawn.

She stopped finally and raised her arms high.

Effe felt the excruciating pain in her throat as she gasped for breath, but she refused to hold her neck with both hands as she usually did.

She gasped and stayed in the horrible storm.

“You will not haunt me anymore, rainstorm!” she screamed in anguish as she wept. “Not anymore! I’m tired of living in the grasp of fear and agony! No more!”

And then, in miniscule degrees, the ratcheting pain in her throat began to ease up, and finally, when a really nasty thunder shook the very ground she was standing on, her throat finally cleared, and she took deep, freezing, delicious gulps of breath!

She whooped with triumph and spread her arms wide as she turned around slowly in circles. And, watching her, Chris Bawa knew she had done it, this brave girl had faced her demons indeed, and beaten them down.

He still trembled…

It was a horrible night, the same night he had lost them…

Oh, Babs, my love…

And, most terrible of it all, Ohenewaa, my baby, my princess!

Oh, Ohenewaa, I’m so sorry, so sorry!

It was all Daddy’s fault, Ohenewaa! Please, baby, forgive me! Forgive me!

Chris heard the horrible crash again, and relived the car spinning off the embankment, dropping, dropping, dropping into the gaping mouth of hell down there…smashing, bursting into flames…burning, burning, burning!

Them trapped inside there…burning up, dying, being burned alive!

Ohenewaa!

Baaba!

And all along the rains slashed down, the winds buffeted him, the thunder boomed…

And he could not get up, could not descend there, could not help them…a murderer!

He killed them because he had been drunk, been in pain, dying inside with pain, selfish, selfish, selfish!

“Daddy!” Chris heard the fierce whisper in his head.

His huge body jerked as he looked around frantically!

He could see them in the storm, below the steps, Baaba and his dear Ohenewaa, waiting for him, calling him, smiling!

“Chrissy!” Baaba whispered, alluringly, lovingly. “Oh, Chrissy, I missed you!”

And Chris stumbled down the steps frantically, his face torn up with emotion and pain, his hands outstretched.

“Babs!” he said. “Ohenewaa, my precious gem, my princess, my love!”

And then he was on the lawn as the rainstorm lashed horribly.

“Daddy!” Ohenewaa whispered, his little Ohenewaa, three-year old Ohenewaa. “Amish you, Daddy!”

Lord, her little lips not forming the words well!

And Chris Bawa was weeping pitifully as he reached for them, and suddenly they burst into flames, and they were burning up and screaming!

Chris dropped to his knees and clamped his hands across his ears to stop their screams, but he could not. He shut his eyes tightly not to see their burning bodies, but still they burned, and they screamed!

“No!” Chris Bawa screamed as his demons smashed into his frame, tearing him apart. “I will help you! Please don’t die! Fire, don’t burn them, please, please, please!”

And he got to his feet and ran blindly into the rain, weeping pathetically, trying out to reach them, to hold them, to put out the fire…but the harder he ran, the harder they moved away.

“Stoooop!” he screamed pitifully. “Please stop, Lord, make them stop, let me help them! Oh, Lord, Lorrrrrrrd!”

“Eden!” Effe cried as she followed his screams blindly. “What is it, Eden? Why are you screaming?”

And then their bodies collided in the middle of the lawn.

Effe held him, and she was alarmed to feel how hot his body was even in the freezing cold, and how terribly he was trembling.

But, worst of all, Eden was weeping!

His voice was hoarse, horrible, tortured!

“I’m so sorry!” he wept bitterly. “Please, forgive me! Let this torture stop! Oh, Lord!”

And Effe wept as she wrapped her arms around him.

“It’s okay, Eden, my love,” she whispered tremulously. “It is okay!”

His arms slowly went around her, and he squeezed her tight, his face pressed against the side of her neck, and he wept pitifully as the rainstorm whipped like a maddened beast around them, seeking to devour them.

“I’m here, Eden,” she whispered tenderly. “Let me be your peace!”

“Effe?” he whispered finally as he dragged himself from the fractious past.

“Yes, Eden,” she whispered. “I’m here.”

“Oh, Effe!” he whispered with a deep shuddering sigh. “Let me get you out of here.”

“No, Eden,” she whispered and held him hard. “Do not move. We’ll conquer our fears together!”

“Lightning!” he whispered frantically, and he trembled again. “Lightning can strike you…burn you, and I can’t take that!”

“Today, the storm is afraid of us, Eden, of our combined strength,” she said with a small giggle. “Today, we will dare the storm, and terrify it!”

“Oh, Effe,” he whispered softly. “You must be an angel…my Angelface!”

And as the storm increased in fury, their lips met, that tortured man and that abused woman, and they dared the storm!

Effe trembled in his arms as his kisses seared her to her very soul. His lips blazed across her throat and his hands revelled in the paradise of her body, creeping up her luxurious thighs and the heavenly swell of her hips.

Her hands explored his back and slipped into his baggy shorts, feeling the strength of his soul. His hand crept under the hem of her wet dress and moved up gently, worshipping the plains of her belly and crowning the incredible swells of her proud breasts.

They sank slowly to the grass, these two crazy souls, and the wind whipped around them as the lightning did its best to terrify them! The thunder shook the very ground they were lying on as if roaring at them to flee, but their ears were deaf to the element, their eyes blind to the jaws of death…and only their craving for each other mattered.

Her dress came off…and his baggy shorts got lost.

His lips were points of heat and ice as they crested her body. The rain rushed beneath them and hammered them, but to them it was the most exquisite of love songs. His tongue flicked her nipples and claimed down. She moaned with pleasure and caressed his ears. His hands played wandering delights on her thighs, taking her panties and peeling them off gently.

His tongue inflamed her navel and then rested softly on the crown of her swell. Effe moaned and spread her legs, gasping as the rains caressed her face, and then his tongue touched her flower and opened it up. She gasped and almost shot off the ground when his tongue flicked and loved portions she had never known existed.

Her petals opened, and her honey juices creamed out in a luxurious blast of the woman in bliss.

“Eden…” she moaned breathlessly, and bucked in the throes of passion.

He moved up her body again, and looked down at her beautiful face.

He had never seen a more ethereal being.

Chris kissed her softly, lingeringly.

“Are you in pain?” he asked tenderly.

“I’ll kill you if you stop,” she moaned.

He laughed, almost a sigh, and their kiss was fire, consuming them as she wrapped her arms around him.

“I’m going to do something,” he murmured. “Something that I was taught a long time ago. You will feel a second of sharp pain, but it will be worth it.”

“Do it, Eden,” she whispered, so fragile, so happy, so intoxicated because, for the very first time in her life, she was with a man outside, naked, in the throes of passion…and yet she felt only desire and the will to be a woman.

His hand went down her body, passed her navel, and gently fell on her core. His forefinger parted her wet, slicking patch, went in a bit gently, and then arched upwards and felt for a secret spot, a place where many people didn’t know existed, a place he had been taught by an Indian Master of the female anatomy.

He pressed it slightly, and Effe gasped with a sudden pain, but it was gone in a flash…and then her eyes opened wide with incredible shock!

Her body was suddenly filled with the sweetness of the most perfect extract of honey! She gasped and squirmed with indescribable pleasure as his hands moved deliciously over her body.

“What have you done?” Effe murmured with disbelief. “Oh, Eden, I’m melting…oh!”

“Angelface,” he murmured as his lips descended on her breasts.

He kissed her nipples, and she moaned as tears of sheer bliss fell down her face. He kissed her belly again, descending rapidly, and when his lips nestled in her diamond jade, she wrapped her silky thighs around his neck and screamed out her pleasure.

Whatever he had done had opened her whole body, turning her into a bundle of erogenous zones transformed her into a screaming bundle!

Effe tried to speak, but she could not.

Her passion was locked in her body, and she forgot everything as she revelled in the madness of her pleasure. This was the most exquisite feeling she had ever experienced.

She moaned, and groaned and held on for dear life as his hands expertly lifted her body to the heavens.

And he crept up her body sinuously, gently, lovingly.

She was weeping with happiness, with the joys of being alive…

And still, the storm raged around them, the thunder bellowed, and the lightning struck all around them…

She kissed him frantically and wrapped her sleek legs around him, and waited with bated breath as he slid gently through her!

She exploded!

Her head arched back as her breath was lost in her throat! Whatever he had done to her had turned her diamond jade into a cauldron of different explosive pleasures that ripped through her explosively, sweetly, heavenly as he gently came in deeper.

She held him and bucked her hips, dragging him deeper and screaming as orgasm after orgasm thrashed through her in a multi explosive bliss. She held on, just exploding, as he gently made her a woman.

A powerful lightning struck the ground several metres from them and scorched the grass…but it seemed as if that was the last hurrah of the rainstorm, and it eased of drastically as the two human beings thrashed and screamed.

Dezzy, still on the porch, looked at them with disdain and padded into the house, and his tiny mind told him that sometimes even the wisest human beings became fools!

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