Overcome (editing)

Chapter Fifteen

Picture of Dr. Coleman

You're ready?....asked Dr. Coleman.

No....I answered.

He laughed.

Well it's time.... he continued and I sighed. It was time to take the bandages off, it's time to know if I could see again.

In a way the fact that I couldn't see Mr. Buntly didn't see me much and that was always good news, but I also got visits from Dr. Coleman and it felt good to at least have one person to talk to apart from Mr. Buntly who I rather not talk to at all!

I learned a few things too....like I learned Mr.Buntly was abused physically and sexually by his own father.... fucked up huh.... when he was kid apparently his dad was truly an homosexual but was desperately trying to ignore his sexuality, so he got married and had a son, but who he was and who he was pretending to be started taking a toll..... that's what happened when you're not being yourself, eventually the real you wins... so at nights he would enter his own son's room and touched him and whenever he threatened to talk, he hit him.

Mr. Coleman told me this in hope I could understand why Mr.Buntly was the way he was but I don't give a fuck. I have been through things too! You don't see me going around hurting people! You rise ABOVE your circumstances!!!!

I have started to try my best to stay on his good graces but don't you start thinking I gave up, I just need a plan, one that won't cost me my life like Clarissa.

Clarissa was Mr..Buntly's ex wife and the person who was still missing, obviously dead.

I also started watching his patterns. Every morning he goes to the gym down the hall, after he'd mix a special protein shake and read the newspaper, he'd go into the study after shower and do a little business, I don't know what he do for a Living but on weekends men in business suits would visit and go straight into an underground secret room, girls went with them too. After he finish working in the study. He would come and I had to pleasure myself while he sits and watches. Then he too will pleasure himself and then he would cum on his face. He'd help me clean up since I was temporarily blind. That happened every... single... day... to be honest I never came as I pleasure myself, I learned how to fake it and he seemed to believe. Mr. Buntly disgusted me to the highest degree but I know if I faught him I could be killed...no, I need to blindside him, I want him to begin to trust me so I can hit him where it hurt most and where I could escape.

I will do it for Kyle (my lost love), Clarissa and myself..... I will overcome .

Well ready or not....here I come...Mr. Coleman said. He started cutting the bandages, I held my breath.

OK...open! He directed...he then laugh again. Come on Rihanna open your eyes!

I slowly open them, first my vision was blurry but soon enough images started become clear. I looked around the room, surveying every inch and every corner of the room and then my eyes rested on the man who was sitting on my bed staring at me with a worried look on his face.

Nice to finally meet you Dr.Coleman... I said... he breathed out and I smiled.

Mr. Coleman left shortly after, I begged him to let us pretend I was still blind for a couple more days but he refused. It's funny how loyal he was to Mr. Buntly who truly didn't deserve friends as nice as him . I haven't seen myself in days.... I slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom mirror.

When I saw the girl staring back at me I didn't recognize her. I had lost weight and my eyes looked dull, My eyes landed on my bag pack that was still at the corner of the bathroom where I had left in couple weeks ago. I suddenly remember the letter Kyle had given me the night before my birthday, I grabbed my bag and frantically search for it. I can't believe I forgot about it! when I found it I quickly close the bathroom door in order to not be disturb and sat on the toilet seat and unfold the letter.

Rihanna

I wanted you to wait to read this because honestly I couldn't stand it if you reject me and didn't feel the same.

I value our friendship, I am afraid to risk it but how do you stop your heart from feeling something it clearly don't want to let go of?

Believe me I try. I tried really hard to fight it by dating every girl I possibly can but they were never good enough and I realize because you've set a standard so high that only angels can come close to.

I love you Rihanna, I love everything about you and I want you to know that you are perfect to me. All the things you've endured yet you still remain soft and warm. I love that about you and I don't know if God finds me worthy to have your heart but if he does.... I promise you I will love you and only you until the day I die....and Maybe even after.

Kyle

I sat there staring at the letter, I must have read it over ten times,I am so stupid! Why did it take me so long to realize how he felt and how I felt?

I remember those times we spent laughing and talking for hours, looking back now it was so easy to detect, what was wrong with me????

And now I may never get the opportunity to let him know how I truly feel.