GETTING THEM 23

 GETTING THEM 23 

Litase returned from the shower and looked at her phone before she begun to dress up. She had a smirk on her face and quickly typed out a message and sent it. I assume to the man who had sent her that money. Shortly, Litase begun to apply lotion on her body and I had never seen someone so confident, she undressed right in my presence and was butt naked when she applied lotion. That was rather strange to see and I began to browse through my Instagram, before I looked away I was struck by two things which were quiet strange to me. Litase had three chains of small tiny beads around her waist and two visible traditional tattoos made with a razor blade just above her butt crack. I was shocked that a lady so pretty and so diva like, in other words “slay queen” could have these things on her. I did not understand why and for what reason. 

“Girl it seems I may have to step out to buy some groceries, would you like to accompany me?’ she asked as she read something on her phone. 

I wanted to say yes but I had not stayed in my room since I checked in, I needed to at least relax and settle in. 

“I would love to but I am honestly really tired. Let me just rest” I said 

“Oh ya… you need to get used to this business” she teased. 

You will adjust soon” she added. 

“So you will take a taxi?” I asked 

Litase soon pulled out keys from her purse and flashed them in my face. 

“No, my car” she said. 

I waited for her to leave and I locked the door, she had left the spare key I had given her behind and that was my lucky day. I was one inquisitive person. Litase had left her small case in my room which she had come with from her room, she had more clothes in her room but this particular case intrigued me. I wanted to know what was inside. Luckily for me, she had not folded her clothes so I had less chances of getting caught. The case had a number of things from three expensive looking wigs to a variety of clothes and a pink toilet bag. From what I know toilet bags are private but I needed to open to just see what was inside. Nothing in the suitcase had looked fishy so far but I was dying to see more, my eyes were not prepared for what I saw, I was astonished. 

“Lord… is this girl not just a witch?” I asked myself as I looked at the many herbs in small different plastics placed in her toilet bag.  

The herbs looked like dried leaves of basil and at least that’s all my naïve mind could compare to. I sneezed suddenly when I realised they were chocking me. At close glance I mastered the herbs had names and even though my Bemba was poor, I could tell that the herbs were all related to love portion. My body moved in fear, I could not believe my eyes. I quickly closed the bag and placed everything back as well as I could but I could not stand it. A person who could do this could do anything, I called Austin and he immediately told me he was on his way to pick me.