28 Stories of Love

One - THE ONE

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One – The One

“Stop! Please, stop!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as tears started rolling down my face. He started to cup my face and kiss me harshly on the lips, he bit it and I can taste copper… Blood.

“Please, stop.” I begged weakly. My strength was being washed away, I stopped fighting. I let him harass me, because I can’t do anything anymore. I’m so stupid, I’m so, so stupid.

“Stop…” then the tears just flow, he removed my bra and touched my breasts - gripping, licking, pinching and biting them. My hands are in a tie above my head, attached to the wall. He planned this, he planned this all along.

I’m so hopeless.

Why? I trusted him. Why of all the people in this world? Why would he do this?

I should have believed them, I should have.

With nothing else to do, I cried my eyes and heart out. I cried because of my foolishness, I cried because of my stubbornness. I cried because Satan won this time, I wasn’t able to stand by my principle, belief, and by my God.

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“What?” Joanna exhales sharply. “You’re dating an unbeliever? Of all the people to date, you’re dating an unbeliever?”

Somehow, the way she put on such pressure on the word unbeliever made me uneasy.

She was right though, I know. I shouldn’t have dated him. But he is, he is The One I’ve always waited for, the one I’ve prayed for. That’s why I always invite him to attend Church Services with me. Because I know he’ll change. I believe it. I’ve prayed to God that He’ll give me someone. I told God the characteristics the guy should have, and Xander has it all. He’s The One.

I watched as Joanna stood up from her seat, went to her bag and fetched her Bible. She flipped pages, and read it out loud for me to hear, “Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness?2 Corinthians chapter 6 verse 14.”

And I felt the familiar sting in my heart, the cut of a knife, the conviction of the Holy Ghost. It was there when I said “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend!” to Xander a month ago. It was there when I invited him to my apartment, it was all there when I started being close to him and developing feelings for him, it was there.

I looked down, shame filling me.

“Break up with him.” Joanna bluntly said. “If you don’t, I’ll let Pastor know this.”

My head snapped to her, and my eyes pleaded. “No. I’ll break up with him.” I said as tears started to form in my eyes.

She sighed and went to my side, she hugged me and I placed my head on her chest. The tears started to form then.

“It’s not right, Keena. You know it. Pastor almost lost his voice preaching to us Young People to never date or mingle with the unbelievers. We all know nothing good will come out of it, and, you told me you prayed for him right? Don’t be such in a rush; it could be Satan’s work, a test of God for you, to see your faith. And, you’re almost there, 3 months to go and ‘Goodbye College’. You’re almost there; don’t mess up when you’re almost at the finish line. God has someone for you, a better one. True faith will obey without delay.”