I'm covered in tears. First of all my dad forced me into marriage and to everyone who has supported this marriage. I will never forgive them. Never.
I don't know what has been happening for the past few days. He treats me like a slave. He makes love every night and I barely eat. I don't even come out of this room. Now, I know the real definition of hell. Does he hate me this much?
I don't know what to do..... I have to get out of here or even get a phone.
"Waliya is so brave". A voice said inside my body.
I went to the door and knocked. I knocked severally before it opened.
"What?" Karima asked.
"Sister Karima. Good evening".
" What do you want?"
"Can I just step out of the room? I need fresh air". I asked.
" No. You can't".
What am I even doing? Am I scared of her?
I pushed her away and then ran out of the house. How can I even get out?
The gateman isn't by the gate and it's locked.
"Hello, baby". Fahad came out of nowhere.
I started shivering.
"Not again baby". He grabbed my hair. "This is your house. You will die under my roof". He whispered.
" Why are you doing this? This is bad".
"Wow. Wow". He released my hair. "So now you know the difference between good and bad". He laughed.
" I don't know if you are possessed or what because you have gone mad. I have to inform my parents about this".
"You dare not". He showed his finger. " If you do anything. I'll punish you severely". He threatened.
"Empty traits. Am so tired of those traits". I went back in.
I don't care what I have to do. I have to leave this house.
I sat in the sitting room.
He came in.
I folded my legs on the three-seater as we kept eyeing ourselves.
"Fahad". I called out. "I want to talk to Dad".
" No! It's time to go back to your room".
"No you don't expect me to go back to that room. I feel suffocated. I think I might end my life if I continue staying there".
"Then you will stay in my room. Will you?". He smiled.
I laughed. "Hell no. I'll just go back there".
"Okay". He stood up.
" What do I have to do to get my phone?". I asked.
He stopped and turned to me then smiled. He bent low.
"You know what you have to do". He placed his palm under my jaw and then grabbed them.
"Ouch". I screamed. He released it immediately.
"At least we should do something special. I want to see a smile on your face when I'm making love to you".
He left.
I hissed.
I have to get my phone. It's just one night and tomorrow morning he will give me my phone.
I smiled.
I followed his back and did all that he wanted.
....... I collected my phone in the morning.
