Chapter Fifteen

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Few hours after work out, I was chilling out at home.

With my pink hoodie and blue denim bum short, I laid stomach down on my couch watching a whole lot of current videos on Netflix with my tablet.

I was currently on an episode of Into The Badlands when I heard a loud bang on my door.

"WTF " I said in low tune, the words slipping out of my mouth unintentionally.

I turned my gaze to the door as I heard series of bangs vibrating through the living room.

Who would be banging on my door violently like that? It can't be Chris, but he's like the only person who knows my apartment.

I sighed, afraid to open the door. I dropped all I had on the couch and headed for the door, barefoot.

As soon as I opened it, a hand got hold of my neck as my hood fell off my head, pushing me backwards towards the couch as I finally hit my back on it. A loud crash was heard shortly and I'm sure it came from my fallen device.

I choked, finding it difficult to breathe. My eyes were shut tight as I tried to catch my breath.

Immediately I opened my eyes, Amarachi was sitting right on top of me—straddling my stomach. She was really strong and taller than me, measuring close to chris' height.

I have to do something, I can't die like this. Blood was rushing all through my head as beads of sweat popped out their heads on my forehead.

"You are gonna die you hear me. Leave Chris for me! " She screamed near my face, almost blasting my eardrums.

I tried to get my hands on her face but it didn't work that easily. After struggling with her, I finally pushed her off my body and she ended up sitting on the other couch with a short yell because I threw her backwards with force.

I forced myself down from the couch, trying to crawl out of the room.

"You pathetic little bitch! I'm gonna kill you! " She screeched towards me.

Again she came back, pulling my hair terribly as if my hair roots were already ripping. I yelped in severe pain while she turned me over, sitting on my stomach.

As if trying to choke me wasn't enough, she began hitting me with her fist mercilessly but I crossed my arm to prevent her from touching my face.

How long are my going to bear this?

Thankfully, someone rushed in, separating her away from me as I felt a heavy weight lifted off my stomach.

The pains around my neck didn't leave, it was excruciating. I sat up straight, pulling myself close to the couch.

I held my neck, wincing in pain as I scowled angrily at Amarachi. She slapped Chris and stomped out.

"You are so going to regret this, both of you." she said her last words before slamming the door behind her.

The room was quiet as Chris turned to me. I could see the worried expression on his face but I'm too angry to think of it.

He knelt down beside me, only for me to scoot away from him.

"Chris please leave." I said with my eyes clogged in tears.

Why are my such a cry baby?

"Eddy... " he came closer but I stood up.

"Chris leave, I don't want to see you right now!" I yelled at him.

"I'm sorry Eddy, I-I didn't mean for this to happen." he pleaded, stepping closer to me.

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