Chapter 69：Guardian Angel gone bad

"So as I was saying", she returned to the story "I stood completely naked at the bank of the river with the cold water under my feet, blood-sucking insects fed on me to their fill, the chilling cold cut right through the bones. I have never been more afraid in my entire life but I stood my ground, I wanted to end whatever I had with that evil spirit.

At exactly 11:30 pm I placed the calabash into the river, then pierced my thumb with my earring and dropped some blood into the river breaking whatever covenant I had with this demon. I remained at the bank and watched the calabash fade away from sight until it was no more. Which met the offering was accepted".

"Did it work?" I asked pondering at what this soft looking lady must have gone through.

"It did, but just like anything from the Dark Lord it wasn't permanent."

"How do you mean?" I inquired.

"It worked all through my secondary school, I didn't see him again not even ones but things became really rough for me and my family. Shortly after the sacrifice, my father fell ill. We did everything humanly possible to save his life, even selling some of our belongings but it all failed. I wanted to invite this him back into my life and seek help from him but my mother said I shouldn't that didn't worth it. Shortly after, my father died.

Through with secondary school, there was no money to further my education and within the same period my younger sister came down with the same sickness that took father. My mother was broken and I desperate, I couldn't let my sister die, I just could not" she said, her face filled with remorse and pain.

"Please, tell you didn't invite him back into your life?" I asked waving my head in sympathy.

"I did" she wiped her nose, her eyes wet with tears. "The greatest mistake of my life" she shook her head.

"That must be really messed up. What happened next?" I asked curiously.

"Agreed I wanted him back into my life, I slept and there he was. In the dream, he gave me a rose flower and a certificate. The very next day my sister was healed and about a month after I got a scholarship into the university.

We were a couple once again and this was when the sex encounters began. It felt so real that I did enjoy it in the physical and it was usually accompanied by orgasm. When I wake up, there was sometimes virginal discharge. It happened at night while I slept, during a nap in the afternoon. When it wasn't in a dream, I saw him in what felt like trance. In some rare instances, he transformed and appeared to me, physically in a wakeful state.

Shortly, I began to see myself pregnant and breastfeeding a baby in my dreams. At the same time, I noticed some physical changes in my body anatomy like the heaviness of breast, nausea and temporary seizure of menses. At one point, I thought I was pregnant and visited the hospital but the doctors said I wasn't" she placed her hand on her small breast, gently caressing them.

"Hmmm, it was that real?" I wondered aloud as my cheeks squeezed to the right side.

"Yes…" she nodded.

"All through my university days," she continued "I never had any serious relationship as the guys that asked me out always kept away after few days. While in finals, I met Timothy and it was magical. He was charming, romantic and sweet in every aspect. We fell in love and he was the first person I had sex with. The act was heavenly, different and way better than that of my spirit husband.

We were going to get married, then one night he slept and didn't wake up. Doctors said he died of cardiac arrest but I had my doubts. I knew Olu was responsible for his death. The death of Timothy crushed my spirit and broke my heart. You know what they say; the first cut is usually the deepest and hurts the most. It took me a while to get over him and moved on.

After graduation, during my service year, I met another young man. Jude was good looking and rich, though not as romantic as Timothy, I loved him. We dated for close to a year and I took him to my village for the introduction. At night, he jumped out from the room where he slept, screaming that someone was flogging him with a spiritual cane. We did everything to stop the cane but failed. He screamed and cried till morning, and then he left before daybreak. That was the end of our one-year relationship and marriage plans.

"Jesus!" I screamed in unbelief.

"After that, I knew I had to seek for a permanent deliverance from his hold. I went back to the Babalawo and we carried out the same sacrifice but this time it did not work. I kept seeing him in dreams and even while awake. I went to different priests and pastors; did almost anything you could think of, slept in the strangest of place and spent a great deal of money. They were all fruitfulness.

Him seeing I was desperate to get rid of him, he attacked my finance and health. In the space of a year and a half, I lost almost everything. Was sacked from the good paying job I had. Fell terribly sick, I was admitted with life support for over a month. While on the sick bed, he still came to have sex with me. It got to a stage I was so afraid to fall asleep.

Three years ago, I was referred to this ministry by a colleague. The general overseer conducted deliverance for me and I slept in this altar for over two weeks. That's was it and I never saw him again" she concluded.

"Wow! That was really mind-blowing and inspiring." I nodded in agreement.

"This altar of God" she stood up, dragged down her blouse and brushed her skirt with both hands, then walked to the altar.

"This altar truly houses the power of God" she got on her knees "Your problem is nothing compared to mine but the Lord did it for me here at no cost, no sacrifice, all I did was surrendered it all to him"

Feeling guilty and unworthy to be at the feet of God, I went over and joined her on my knees to unburden.

"I feel bad for hitting my uncle innocently" I whispered with a tinge of grief in my voice.

"You should not your uncle got what he deserved" she brought her hands together in prayer.

"I hope he doesn't die" I confessed.

"He won't. Now forget that cheat and focus on the Lord"

"I can't. Where will I sleep? I have no one else in this whole Lagos"

"You have Jesus and he is enough. But in the main time, you can sleep the church's quarter until things calm down"

"Ok, ma" I responded excitedly.

"You are welcome. Now let's pray."