Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9
MIRIAMâS POV
Itâs finally dawn. I sighed out in frustration as I got prepared for our morning prayers. Since I work around 3@m I havenât been able to sleep. And itâs a good thing though cause I kinda surprised everyone today. Iâm always late in everything I do. Donât blame me.
By six at the dot, we went for our morning prayers. Which always lasted for about forty five minutes.
During the prayers, I noticed Samantha wasnât present. Sheâs still in the room? Doing what?
Another thing I noticed too was patleyâs absence. Strange huh? Those two bird of a feather, absent on a morning devotion.
Hmm . I turned to Stephanie who was beside me muttering her prayers with her eyes shut.
âStephâŠ.â I whispered. â Stephâ
She faintly opened her eyes â what?â She whispered yelled giving me the âwe-are-prayingâ kind of look. Duh. I rolled my eyes. And drew my mouth closer to her ears.
âWhereâs Pat?â I asked
She sighed out and shook her head.
âYou donât know?â I asked.
âShe was in the room when I leftâ she bluntly replied.
âWhat wasâŠ..â I stopped whispering when I noticed she had continued again with her prayers.
Huh! Everyone knows itâs a sin to get distracted during devotions. Especially the period when you communicate with the creator. But that is out of my mind now.my mind isnât here.
I scaled through everyone and noticed their eyes were firmly shut in prayer. Good thing. No one will notice if I leave now. I thought within as I quietly deserted the hall.
I quickened my steps as fast as I could. I donât want to be missed by anyone.
Patley isnât in the hall. And so is Samantha. Is Samantha okay? I asked as I walked briskly over to my room. Samantha is my worry. Not patley.
PATLEYâS POV
âSamantha you have to get up. You donât want to raise up suspicions do you?â I weakly stared at Samantha who sobbed into her pillow.
âI have wronged the Almighty! I did a terrible thâŠ
âSShhh!â I hushed her.
I sighed out frustratedly.
âHow are you feeling now?â I asked twirling my eyes.
Off course I know how she feels. Same feeling everyday.
âTerrible! Stupid! Dirty! DisâŠ
âHey thatâs enough now. You donât have to say all thatâ I frowned hard.
âI am a Nun. Iâm supposed to be a Nunâ she cried out weakly.
âOf course Samantha. You still are. This is a little secret between us. No one else will get to know about this. Just play along and with time, youâll adjustâ I soothed her.
She sniffled and nodded slightly.
âWill I ever get to do it again?â She asked with pleading eyes.
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âYes! You have no choiceâ I replied nonchalantly
âBut I donât want toâ
âLike I said. You have no choiceâ I snapped. Elisa has the final say.
I saw her shrink back in fright.
âCan you walk?â I asked.
âNope. I am out of strengthâ she complained.
I smiled inwardly. Elisaâs a douchebag! She uses you until you feel numb.
âDonât act fussy. Stay here and rest for a while. If sister Mag asks of you,Iâll tell her you are feeling sick and you need rest.
Remember, what Happened last night must not leak out from that mouth of yours.
No one gets to know, no one has to know. Not even your Lousy Roomie.â I warned sternly.
âOkayâ she replied.
âGoodâŠif you need anything. Tell me, Iâll let Elisa Know. Sheâs really fond of youâ I smiled.
âOkayâ she nodded.
âLike I have said. Tell no oneâ I repeated boldly mouthing the words out.
She slightly nodded before opening her mouth to say something.
âShe saw meâ
âWho saw you?â I asked.
âMiriam. She saw me sneak back into the room this morningâ she retorted.
âMiriam? She was awake?â
âYes. And itâs really not the first time she has noticed. Sheâs aware of all my sneaky walksâ Samantha added.
âThis is not goodâ I blinked back sweats that trickled on my lids.
Miriam can sometimes be an inquisitive Brat!
MIRIAMâS POV
I was about twisting the doorâs knob when I heard faint noises coming out from the room. Like someone was crying.
âI have wronged the Almighty.â Samanthaâs shaky voice peered through the door.
â SShhhâŠhow are you feeling now?â I heard another voice.
I needed no voice transmitor to tell me that was patleyâs voice.
What are they talking about?. And why is Samanthaâs voice teary?
I need to hear all of this. I thought within as my ears recorded everything they were saying.
I stood there for about twenty minutes.
The more I listened, the more I became lost and confused.
And who is Elisa? I thought as my mind ran with different thoughts.
Their discussion became more interesting when I heard my name in the middle of it.
âMiriam. She saw me sneak back into the roomâ
âMiriam? She was awake?â
Patley asked.
What are these two up to? And why is my name part of their Gossip?
Arenât they supposed to be a part of the morning devotion.
Why is patley telling Samantha to rest like she is sick? Why did theyâŠ..
âWhat are you doing here Miriam?â
I instantly frozed at a spot. That voice belongs to no other person than Old Audreyâs.
Am I in trouble now?
What am I gonna reply this woman?
I contemplated as I bit hard on my lower lip.
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