Drama Novel
There Must Be Something You Can Do
When he noticed that the person whose throat he grabbed was Brigitta, he let go but his face had an expression of panic.
Brigitta guessed he probably reacted to a nightmare, he may actually be asleep, she thought to herself.
“How is your health?” Ragnar Marshall asked.
“I’m getting better,” she said, adjusting back.
At his gesture, she sat on the bed.
“Sir, may I ask why you did not sleep on the bed? I guess you have been seated here all night?” She was pointing to the couch he was sitting on.
“I don’t want to bother your sleep.” He said. “And thanks for saving me.”
“You are welcome, sir.” She said. Then there was a few minutes of silence, neither of them was saying a word and it was so awkward.
Then Brigitta broke the silence, “I should let you sleep.” Then she stood. “Goodnight, sir.”
She turned and began to walk to the door then he spoke up, “how about you complete your sleep here?”
“How about you, sir? Will you also sleep beside me?”
“Yes.” Ragnar Marshall stood and went to lay on a side of the bed then Brigitta also laid beside him. They were both laying with their back to the bed and were both quiet.
“Goodnight.” Ragnar Marshall said but his eyes was still opened.
“Sir, do you like bedtime stories? I am a good story teller, ” she said. If she must get closer to his heart, then she must learn to spend time with him.
Took a few seconds before he responded, “well, my mom do tells me stories when I was young but when I grow off that stage, she still tells me story. I love to hear stories,” he said. “Infact, I had a friend in school then whom I do bully to tell me stories. He’s tells me story at any free chance, and on days when he refuse, I force him to.”
Brigitta smiled, she loved how calm he spoke. “Your memories are amusing, Mr. Ragnar.”
Although he didn’t smile, there was a glimpse of light that was readable on his face.
“There was a powerful man who came to the city once upon a time with a dead elephant, crowds quicky gathered around him and asked how he alone could kill an elephant, he says infact, he killed the elephant with just his cap.” She started her story.
Ragnar Marshall almost smiled, “this powerful man killed a big elephant with his cap?”
Brigitta chuckled, “yes, with his cap. Everyone marvels at this man’s power and he became the talk of the town. Then the following week, this same man came to the city again with an elephant and also claim he killed the elephant with his cap.”
“And what was the town’s reaction?”
“Nobody was surprised since he had done it before, everyone just passed.” She said with a chuckle.
He finally let out a smile and then turned to look at her, “People only gets amazed at what they have not seen before, isn’t it?”
“Yes, second experience doesn’t always come with surprise. I should let you sleep now, Mr. Ragnar, I’m glad I at least make you smile.”
“Thank you, Brigitta.” Then he laid well and in a jiffy, slept off.
But Brigitta didn’t sleep. She remained there for another one hour after which she sat upright and looked at his handsome face. God must have specially spent extra time creating him cause his beauty exceeds that of this world. She adores how cute his sleeping face is and she couldn’t resist the temptation of kissing his forehead.
“I don’t know how I fell in love with you, Mr. Ragnar but I believe I won’t regret it,” she mumbled to herself. Then she laid back gently and soon, she slept off.
The following day, Brigitta entered Wesson’s Cooperation where she worked and soon entered the elevator that will take her upstairs but there was someone else inside the elevator, this person was Grisah, the junior officer who helped her recover her deleted files.
“Hey Grisah.”
“Hi, miss Brigitta.” Grisah smiled.
“Thanks for the other day. I’m grateful.” Brigitta thanked him.
“You are welcome. And I’m sorry for what you are going through at the moment, I know it’s hard on you,” Grisah said.
Brigitta was confused, “what I’m going through? What do you mean?”
“Are you not aware? You have been on the number one trending news on Twitter.” Grisah broke the news to her.
“What!” She immediately brought out her phone and went straight to Twitter, to her surprise, her name, BRIGITTA was the number one trending news in her country. She immediately clicked and as she began to read different tweets, her heart raced when she realized what had happened.
An anonymous person had tweeted the video that Ragnar Marshall sent to her days ago. The video that looked like Rollo was raping her. The anonymous person had captioned it, ‘Rollo, the son of Miguel Marcola having a hot one night stand with Brigitta, the unloved daughter of the Langbrók’s family and the mistress of Ragnar Marshall.’
She would address the caption later as she was never a mistress but she needs to do something about the video immediately. Everyone in the country is already talking about it.
Then she remembered what Rollo had swore, that there had been a standing order for the video to be released once he’s dead. Now that Rollo’s dead, the video had been released.
And then she saw Cassie tag the tweet made by this anonymous person on her main twitter account, “that is Brigitta for you, she used to be my bestfriend but we broke off cause he snatched my man, you all know whom my man is, right?” Cassie added a picture under the tweet, it was a picture of her and Ragnar Marshall.
Brigitta clenched her first hard, she had never been dragged on social media before, this was her first time. She does have a Twitter account but she’s not a type that tweet, she mostly read tweets.
“Miss Brigitta, we have reached our floor, we must step out now,” Grisah woke Brigitta up as she was lost in thought.
Grisah and Brigitta walked outside. “Grisah, please follow me to my office.”
“Sure.” As Brigitta passed by other workers, she could hear their loud gossips, it about her, they didn’t feel ashamed to say it all, some call her slut while others call her husband-snatcher, she was called all sort of names. Brigitta felt like stones were been thrown to her.
She had to keep her head lowered as she walked to her office. When she got inside her office, she exhaled. Her heart felt so heavy, it was as though a heavy stone was placed on it.
“What will I do? What should I do?” She mumbled to herself then faced Grisah, “You are a computer scientist, right? Surely, there must be something you can do about this.” She said.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.