Torn

We haven’t kissed, remember?

Scampering through the huge iron black gate and out into the busy street, the hot sun bit Apunanwu leaving some treacherous sun burn on her golden body which she would have waved her magic wand of umbrella and huffed about how the ozone layer is altering her perfectly tonned body.

Today was no normal day. hurring down the street and wiling desperately for taxi or keke to appear and save her from this obscure embarassment. Halting she stared at her reflection at the side mirror of the parked highlander.

Who else noticed the torn clothes, the sagged breasts, perhaps the visible nipples?- ‘I hadn’t the time to pick up my bra’ she thought wearily. Whoelse noticed that my half of my face is completely devoid of any make up? My bare foot nko? I could easily be written of as a mad woman. ‘Apart from those who had seen you earlier’ her subconscious added.

Finally a keke, keke! She called, waving her hands as she ran down the road to meet up.

Zik’s Avenue?
“Ahh, Madam the place far oh!” he replied,
Since when do these drivers have a say on where to alight their passengers? “I will pay anything,” I replied, hinting the desperation in my voice resignation was evident on his face. Oya enter. Na because of God oh.

***
“I want to kiss you,” he had said ealrier that day.

Say wetin happen? I resemble your girlfriend.. I had jovialy replied him and we laughed it off..

Digging up memories, living in the present and talking about future project we’d like to be a part of. Time weren’t on my side and I had other engagements today, Readying myself to go “Come and escort me out” I had asked chidi.

” I can’t, we haven’t kissed remember?” was his replied, holding my gaze.

Seriously? Ehe, He nodded. Alright no wahala I will gladly find my way out, already making plans on how to beef him later for this rough play. Walking towards the door- No actually I was at the door about to turn the handle, suddenly I was spinned around to jamm a body.

My head wobbled, Jesus! What was that for? Are you crazy ? I nearly fell….you moron! I yelled, extricating my self from him.

“I hate people who make me ask twice. we haven’t kissed, remember?” A voice devoid of any emotion, one different from the honey chirpy one engraved in my memory replied.

My heart rate peaked, my stomach churned and twisted nearly giving away my rare end for an emergency hot shit. It can’t be what I am thinking right? But..No! It just can’t.

Buhahahaha, I had laughed nervously hoping this absurd scene to be a joke. It just had to be, right?. “Honey you could have just worded you changed course to theater arts than acting it out” I mused.

Ruffling his hair, all smiles while strolling towards me, I relaxed, this had just been a very big j…- a fist connected to my chin throwing me off balance. I fell, hard.

Hot sensational pain pricked my eyes, this is not kpakpangolo-oyoyo nor is it swell-swell. The tables have turned and this time it turned on me, but when? How?.

As I struggled to get back up, I recoiled from his streched hand. Forcefully he dragged me up holding me chin and looking directly into my eyes, ‘baby, his voice softened, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hit you that hard It’s just that you were laughing and I felt stupid.’
“I had so much planned for us today,” he continued. “I wanted us to make love on the sofa, on the kitchen table, in my bedroom inside the shower.. Oh there was so much I wanted to show you and do to you.
I wanted to be christiana grey and you, Anastasia steele..”What are you talking about?” I cut him off, sensing my confusion, ‘you know as in Fifty shades of grey, I have equiped our inner room with lots of leather wears and all the other stuff. Come on, It’s gonna be fun.’ He concluded.

Unadulterated terrorr!

Please, don’t do this I half whispered,

Jaw clenched, “I don’t have much patience” he snapped. ‘Freely or forced, either way there is no getting out of it. So pick your choose.These walls are sound proof and not even the neighbours or the gateman will hear if you scream.This is G.R.A for a reason.’ Was his stoic cold reply

I blinked back the tears threatening to escape. we had been best of friends for 6 years now, so what went wrong? Where did I miss it? ‘this is not the time for that’, I chided my self. Consciously I accessed the sitting room for anything that can cause redemeable harm. None!

Dashing for the door again. His strides faster than mine I was hurled up, thud! landing on the cushion near the glass center table.

Zam! My clothe were ripped. Chidi, No please! the iron clampse of my braziers grazed my body tearing it as he dragged it out from the front. I wailed out in trpidation- fueled with anger I kicked, squirm and wriggled under him avoiding the close contact of his mouth on my bare chest! with only a hand he pinned me harder on the sofa.

“Oya wait let me get ready Na! Chidi please, you can’t do this to me…Ngwaa since we haven’t gone far let me go bikonu, I will forgive and forget…Just let me go please.” I cried out.

Yet he kept going, my plea fell on deaf ear. Chidi please I had tried one more time before his mouth claimed mine- jabing his fingers into my private as he tore my skin along with it.

In that instant I died, settling and letting him gain access to my depths.

What was the point of fighting again? ‘ the Idea of getting a third degree tear with the likes of leather strips, cuffs, blind fold and the rest..’ my subconsious reminded me.

I felt him Inside me, with each thrust the will to fight evaporated. Again! I was at his mercy. Few thrust more he tensed inside me maintaing the hard grip on me, his release was near. More strides from my part had him in oblivion.

On cue, I pushed hard with every onuce of strength he fell on the glass center table scattering and breaking as his body comes in contact until them both were on the bare marble floor.
***
“Madam!, wia your mind dey? We don reach abegi!”. The keke driver hollowed, jolting me back to life.

I stashed him with the two #1000 naira note in my purse and hurried down st. vincent street.

The door finally opened and with one look, my mother knew I didn’t visit kachinyere as I had told her.

My reslove crumbled, And I cried.

Love, Omam

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