Handsome Harry Ep. 10
Cover art

Handsome Harry Ep. 10

By David   11th Apr 2019
7 mins read  
Table of contents

© Copyright notice: No part of this story should be produced in any other format or distributed elsewhere without the prior notice of management of Country Tales or the author.


Gladys shoved his hand away as it touched hers, "Rapist! You this opportunist! You think I'll let this go easily? You took away my vir…"

"Oh shut your mouth! Shut your mouth, Gladys! I'm not even sure if I raped you, or you did. You raped me!"

Gladys slapped him in the face.

"You bastard! I'll never be as cheap as that in my life. Never!"

Sam held his cheek.

"You know I'll never hit you back, but don’t dare me again!"

"And if I do?"

"You'll hate yourself."

She slapped him again. This time around, he took her by the neck; she choked.

"You vixen!"

She held on to his hand as she struggled for breath. She fondled his hand and he let go of her. She fell to the floor and coughed repeatedly.

"Gladys… Gladys… Gladys!"

He moved towards her and got her to sit on the floor. The cough ceased and he sighed.

"I'm very sorry. You provoked me to anger."

"Such a livid beast!" Gladys spat.

Sam went over to Juliet on Gladys' bunk bed.

"Don't dare go near my bed!" She yelled.

"Then let her lay on Betsy’s or Joan's."

"She's my friend!"

"And she's my girl!"

"This is not even your room! You shameless rapist!"

He sighed, "Gladys, I'm sorry. At least let me stay with her."

"Leave Sam! You think she'll still love you after sleeping with her friend? You rapist! We don't ever want to see you again, leave us alone! Let us be! All of you men are ferocious beasts! Heartless monsters!" She said in tears.

Sam went over to Juliet's divan to get the quilt.

"Don't touch that! I'll do that myself."

Sam proceeded, paying no attention to her warnings.

"Are you deaf!?"

"Okay! Fine!"

He dropped it, moved over to Joan's mattress and lay down. Gladys went to the divan and packed the quilt and bed cover, then she left the room.

Sam went back to Gladys' bed. He caressed her face in her unconscious state. He brought out his phone and dialed Betsy's number.

"Hello, how is she feeling now? Good to hear that. You mean it wasn't Harry? Then who? What!? But what did she say about it? That's good. Alright, I'll wait till you guys return. Oh, no problem. She has the right to be angry. I hate myself now. She's out. She went to wash the beddings. I'll speak to Harry. I will do that now, just take care. Okay, bye."

Sam dialed Harry's number and the person at the other end of the phone answered.

"Harry, we need to talk. Today? Harry, we can't meet today. Let's talk some other day. Why? Okay, we…" he trailed off as soon as Juliet began to open her eyes. "No problem. Where do we meet? Alright Harry, I won't be long; don't be late, bye."

"How are you feeling?" Sam asked.

"I'm fine," Juliet answered faintly.

Sam smiled, "Julie, I need to see Harry."


"I need to settle things on behalf of Joan."

Harry stood up to go but Juliet pulled him back by the edge of his shirt. He turned to face her with a questionable look.

"Don't go!"


"Let Joan settle things by herself. Harry is not irresponsible, I'm sure he'll accept the pregnancy."

Sam sat down beside her, "Julie, Harry is not responsible for the pregnancy."

"Then who?"


"It's James."


She asked and Harry nodded.

"Then what's Harry's concern about this?"

"You know James would not accept any pregnancy, but Harry can help."

"James won't listen. Harry can't force him either. Joan needs to solve this puzzle all by herself. James might like her in the process."

"Are you sure?" He asked and she nodded.

"But I have already called him on phone."

"Send him a text message that you won't be coming again."

Sam did as Juliet had instructed.

"Juliet, I'm sorry about what happened."

"And you think I'm the one you should be telling that?"

"But you're my girl."

"I haven’t even told you that I love you, have I? Even if I did, for the fact that nothing of that sort happened between us means that we can no longer be together. Gladys is my friend."

"Juliet, that wasn't intentional. Why would you say that? I love you, and I know that you love me too."

Juliet sat up, leaning her back on the wall.

"Harry said…" she trailed off.

"Harry?" Sam asked.

"Could he be right?"

"About what?" he asked.

"He said he had a dream six years ago, and in his dream, he found out that I am your sister. Sam, could this be true?"

"A dream? It's just in his dreams. How can that be possible? We know each other's parents and…"

"Are you sure we really know each other's parents?"

"Now, what do you mean?"

"I've never seen your mum, not even a picture of her. You haven't seen my mum either."

"But are you saying you don't know your mum's voice when you hear it?"

"Maybe her voice changed with time. It's been years since I last heard her speak."

Sam bowed his head.

"I just pray this isn’t true."

"I pray it's true," she mumbled.

He looked at her and understood what she meant to say.

"I'm sorry," Sam said over and over again.

To be continued...

Join our newsletter and get notified when we pulish new stories.

Leave a comment below

You may also read:

My NYSC diary and 21 days in camp
Remember this day
Bisi - the other woman


David's picture

About I. David Olusanya

I love art. Art is beautiful. Art appeals to all senses. I love to draw, write, read and dream.


Let's discuss!

Comments (0)

 Acceptance of our terms and conditions

By posting any content on coutales.com, you are agreeing to be bound by our terms and conditions. Kindly take note that you are entirely and solely responsible for any content you make available on this website, either by submitting a literature or by your actions in the comment sections and other part(s) of this website.

If we get notified or become aware that you have submitted any content that infringes the intellectual property rights or any proprietary rights of any third party, we may delete or amend it accordingly. We reserve the right at any time and for any reason to remove you and/or any content contributed by you.