When Love turns sour

4💎

       Warning 🚫🔞‼️❗

              💖~🚪~🔒
I said Love is blinding... not imprisoning.
               🔒~🚪~💖

I had been having issues with my studies. Can't just seem to keep up with it. They teach us one thing today and I'm still trying to wrap my head around it and then next day another thing. The life of a student.
     I had travelled to New York with Greg last week. I had so much fun, we saw the statue of liberty, went to times square, went  on a walk in central park. But unfortunately,the  world didn't stop to let me have  my fun. While I was away, I missed a couple tests which I have to retake. I wasn't so smart so it's going to be so hard to catch up.  
   Earlier this week, I had received a call from the hospital. Dad had another heart attack I had gone to see him today but he was asleep. After mom's death,his heart became fragile. I was so stressed and I need Greg but he travelled and is due to come back tomorrow. I didn't want to distract so I tell him everything is okay when he calls.
    The grandfather clock struck 12 and knowing I have to get up tomorrow to study with Ben,a nerd from class, I need to sleep. Studying maths requires all my energy. With tears on my face, I slept off.
  

*

Slipping into my sandals. I stood and checked myself in the full-length mirror making sure the gown is above the knee. He hates me wearing anything short or skimpy and me being the good girlfriend I was, heeded his instructions.
         Smiling, " He  is so possessive of me. He is always concerned about where I go,whom I'm with and how I dress. Isn't that cute".
  My hair was cascading down my shoulders just like he liked it. Okay good. Gotta run, wouldn't want Ben thinking I'm not taking it seriously.
 
   
     Hailing a cab, I got in. Ben and I had a deal, he tutor me today and I get him a date with my friend Sarah. After Greg's instructions, I avoided my friends and after turning down all their invites to hangout, they got the message. Sarah was the only one I kept in touch with,we text once in a while. Call each other sometimes. And I know she's single so I'mma matchmake her with Ben so I get a permanent tutor.
   Handing a few dollars to the driver, I put my phone in do-not-disturb mode. Don't want anybody calling me in the library and risk getting sent out by Mrs Godfrey,the aged librarian.
  
Hours later,with my head swimming with numbers. Ben gave me a break to get it all down. No way! Math is torture,who cares about x and y? What do I care about functions and quadruple or was it quadratic?. I scratched my head . All I need is a C and right now I don't even think I will get an F. Math sucks.
    I picked up my phone. fifteen missed calls from Greg. Woah,guess he's home. He will be so mad.
  "Ben,excuse me. Just have to make a call", I said while walking out.
   Anxiously, I was going to dial Greg when a call came in . Dr Finn is calling me, I quickly picked it,
   "Miss Sanders,this is Dr Finn. We need you to come over to the hospital now. He said .
I hurriedly ran inside and grabbed my purse at the same time dismissing Been telling him something came up. I will apologize to him later,for now my dad needs me.
  God please. Please. Save my dad.
    As soon as the cab stopped, I jumped out . Hurried inside, making my way to my dad's ward.
    Dr Finn was waiting.
"Miss Sanders,we are sorry we tried our best but we lost him". His face grim.
 

    At first I didn't hear him. My heart was pounding,blood rushing into my ears it took me a minute to process what he said. I broke down. Dad can't be gone, I was here yesterday and he was sleeping. He was okay.
I walked into the ward and there he was. The vibrant man he was no more. He was covered in a white cloth. Peeling it off, I cried so hard. Dad lying there unmoving and cold. My dad who in his lifetime will do everything for me. He had tried all his life to give me the best. When mom died,he was broken and for my sake he put it together and lived up to his responsibilities. My dad couldn't be gone. He didn't say goodbye. Forever, No. No. No. Dad. I wailed.
   I slowly made my way out of the be hospital, I kept walking and soon I found myself in the park. Sitting on a bench, I stared at the star. I read somewhere that when a person dies,a star falls. Never to shine again. I cried for the man who all his life had to sacrifice. I cried for him. I cried.
   Suddenly remembering Greg, I checked the time. 11pm. I better head home, Greg will be so worried. Greg. I need him now. To put me out of my misery.

On entering the living room. I saw him seated drinking scotch. As soon as he saw me he threw the glass at me. It missed me by inches,I flinched.
    "Where have you been bitch?" as he moved towards me. He slapped me. "I said where have you been??. Have been gone barely a week and you are already whoring around. Look at you, your hair disheveled. Your make up streaking down ur face. Do you think I'm stupid?". He slapped me again and again.
   I was astounded. Greg just slapped me. Called me a whore.
  He tore the gown off me suddenly and I was standing in my underwear.
  "Oh look at that, you are even wearing the special thong I bought you. That is supposed to be for just ME!", he yelled at me.
  His words were slurred. He was drunk. He kissed me . He tasted like scotch.
   "KISS ME BACK BITCH".
I tried fighting me, a slap across my face sent me sprawling face first on to the table.
 

"You fucking whore. I gave you everything. Everything. Seems that ain't enough. You are mine. Mine. I'mma teach you who's boss". He snarled. Crushing against the wall and grabbed my breast.
   Tears stung my eyes.
"Stop. Stop it", I cried out.
 
He wasn't listening. In fact I don't think it was him. He held me down. I couldn't fight him. Held my hands up above my head. Slapped me when I struggled against him.
   He was an animal on a rampage. This isn't the man I fell in love with.
   Grunting and breathing heavily above me. He entered me. He raped me.
"Does he makes you feel this good",he leered at me. I kept mute. He choked me, "ANSWER ME".
  I quickly nodded, scared he was going to choke me to death.
"Good girl, remember you are mine. MINE." He muttered in my ear.
     I nodded again.
He then rolled off me and slept off immediately. As I laid there crying softly,scared to wake him up. I cried for my father. For my mother . For myself.

          Author's note
😭
#saynotorape.
#saynotodomesticviolence.
#saynotoabuse.
📢📢🔊.
   Not every love is love. Very deep. Think about it .
That's my longest chapter so far.  Who else thinks math sucks. Yeah I do and don't get me started on it😪.
Share to a friend.
Vote. It makes me happy.
Comment. That makes me happier 😁😁.
XOXO 😘