Melancholy...

Chapter 13

I cleaned the counter as I sneaked a peak at the men in the dining room. It was around 5pm and my father was over with his friends. I was irritated because I wanted to go home. Initially, I wanted to leave here before 4:30pm, but of course this bastard had to bring his friends over and ruin my plan.

He must have been called Lucifer in his past life because all he does is to destroy things.

I took out 6 glasses and poured the cold beer into it carefully. He had ordered that I bring it to them once it got cold. I stared at the glasses in annoyance.

If only I had some sleeping pills...

Fixing my dress,I walked to the hall and served them with the beer. They stared at me,but there was this particular one who stared hard with a creepy smile on his face. I ignored their stares and focused on what I was doing.

"The food is ready,should I bring it? I shouted to the bastard, trying to make my voice loud enough over the voice of the man giving a commentary on a football game. "Yes" he replied. I nodded and walked to the kitchen. I put some balls of banku in one bowl and dished the okro soup into another. I took 6 plates and 6 bowls and balanced them on the large tray.

I moved to the dining hall and began to serve them. I could still feel this man's eyes on me, but I forced myself not to look at him. When I got to him, he touched my hand slowly as I put his food in front of him. I pulled my hands away quickly and gave him a dirty look. Quickly serving the rest, I went to the kitchen and closed the door behind me loudly. I sat on the wooden stool with a huff as I waited for them to finish.

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The following scene may contain words which may be explicit to some of you. Though this book is rated 13+, I strongly advise that persons 15 and above read from this point to the end of this chapter. This scene is below the average mature scene rated by Wattpad, but persons who dislike explicit and sexual scenes because of personal reasons are also advised to skip this scene.

The kitchen door opened and closed quietly. I looked up quickly just to see the creepy man staring at me. Something about the way he smiled and walked towards me made me get up quickly and move back slowly. I stared at his red eyes as they moved up and down my body slowly and lustfully. My first instinct was to run outside.

Just when I was about to do that, he took a big leap and trapped me between his body and the kitchen counter. I scrunched my face up as his bad breath hit me. "Sweetheart" he said slowly, moving his hand up and down my arm. With strength, I pushed him back, but the man was stronger than me. He smiled as he pinned my hands behind me with one hand, his other hand moving up and down my arm.

I struggled to get out of his hold, but he held me firmly to the counter. As someone who suffered from claustrophobia,I began to panic and run out of breath. "Shout!" a voice in my head said. "Leave me! Help!" I shouted repeatedly. He clamped his hands over my mouth and stepped on my foot.

I forced myself to get out of his grip as he struggled to keep me in place. In a second, he shifted his weight from my body and dragged me to the floor, keeping his hand on my mouth. My struggle and attempted screams got louder as I realised what he was about to do.

Keeping his hand on my mouth, he began to move his fingers up and down my body, squeezing my tender breast. He put my hand under my dress and began to take my underwear off. His hand moved  up and down my thigh as tears began to flood my eyes. I could feel his fingers in my panty as I let out a loud sob.

Hastily, he raised my dressed and took his belt off. His fingers moved deeper into my vagina as I kicked my legs. He ripped off a portion of my dress as I struggled to get out my his grip and smacked my cheeks so I remain still. I could feel the tip of his penis on my thigh and tears began to flow out of my eyes.

With all my pain and energy, I ripped my hands out of his grip and that must have surprised him, for I could feel his weight on me get lighter. I kicked him in the balls with might and as he screamed in pain ,I bolted out of the house as fast as I could.

"SELINAM!" Baba called as he ran after me but I kept running, holding my torn dress tightly around my body. My eyes were filled with tears but I run and run, ignoring people's stare. I didn't know where I was going,I just let my legs lead me. Finally, I stopped at a deserted building and sat on a rock.

I cried my heart out,cursing the man in every language I could speak.

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Q: How old are you?
A: 15 please

Yall,this chapter had me in tears! I was so hesitant about adding this chapter but I decided to. I also decided to write the words just as they are because awareness of rape is something we all need to know about. Thank you for reading this chapter. Please like and comment. See you in the next chapter.

Xoxo,
Arianna.