Help! Help!! Help!!!
I was hurting and bewildered, as i became lost in comprehension and could only imagine life slipping away. Somehow, it felt as though some sort of evil spirit had possessed Ola, and instead of being afraid, i became furious. Outrageously, i attempted to push him with all of the strength and rage that i could harness, damn; it was indeed an impossible struggle.
Afterwards, i tried to scream many times as i fought him off of me, his wicked grip hurt like hell……i could feel the peel of my skin under his fingernails.
Please, let me go! I beg of you…..i am certain to have never wronged you? I beg you in the name of God.
Don’t tell me about God, can your Jesus save you now? Let me just do this, you will enjoy it if you struggle no further with me. Ola yelled back!!
Tell it to whom? I couldn’t help but ask myself that question.
I decided to play it out in my head, as i flashed through all the horrified deaths and incidences i have both seen alive and on TV. Then i, became really convinced and pumped up with the will to either kill or be killed.
The Battle I Fought With Everything
Ola ripped off my bathrobe, tried to slide his dirty fingers up my vagina…and then i twisted my right leg in form of a rope across my other leg in order to shut out his hands from reaching my pussy. It literally turned into a fight for survival as my loud screams became obviously unheard. I summoned all the courage and strength left in my body, pushed him off me from against the wall. And as he fell, he pulled me with him and we both landed on his bed.
He started squeezing my boobs and biting on them so that i’d release my legs for him to penetrate my pussy. But, i was ready to die first before letting that son of a monster’s dick go down my vagina. I couldn’t tell of how much time went by, but i was sure of getting out of that room alive and well. So, i continued to struggle with him, but all my efforts became futile.
Death; Not Today..
It was certain that he was probably going to kill me. Although everything was happening in a rush,but time was running fast, and soon Afeez would probably come looking for me. Then again, i screamed, hoping that someone would hear me from across the street. It felt as quiet as a grave yard, i could hear the birds chirping from the trees surrounding the house, and not a voice nor footsteps was heard. It appeared to be doom’s day.
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As Ola wrapped his fingers round my throat, my heart started to race but my lips were not quiet from praying in tongues.
I impulsively tried to pull myself up and i hit my head on the leg of his table. And then, something told me to struggle no more, else i’d be dead. So, i pretended to be out of breath….and then anticipated my next push. Then, i remembered what my mother always said whenever someone hurt her on purpose “God is not Sleeping” and i couldn’t let my life slip away in the the hands of this clothed monster. At least, i wasn’t going to die this way…..this was not the end of the road for me.
My Escape Plan
So i held my breath for a couple of seconds, opened my eyes to behold a Coca-Cola bottle close to the edge of the table…. Then i screamed like a raging lion, pushed the table, fortunately for me, the flower vase approached my short stretched out hand before the bottle could… And then, baaaaaammmmmmmmm!!!! on his head. I rushed out of his room with my robe sweeping the floor because i had no clue who i was at that moment. I remembered crying my eyes out all through the night till i became unconscious.
I woke up the next morning, unable to speak, bruised and in so much pain. I literally felt like a stranger in my own skin. The more i pondered, the more confused i became and my head was clanging seriously; It felt as though i’d been hit by a truck. Then I called my kid brother to come immediately that morning because i couldn’t handle it alone. By the time he arrived, i buried my head in his arms like a homeless child. My kid brother helped keep my sanity intact, i probably would have set the house on fire and run away. I’m glad i had someone there to share my pain with, and by the time my brother spoke to Afeez that morning, Ola had escaped.
According to Afeez, Ola left as early as 5:00am for Oshogbo (Osun State) that morning. A few weeks after, he put a call through to Afeez, begging for forgiveness, with several text messages. I hoped and prayed that he returned, but he never did.
And untill this very day, no one knows what became of him…..
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Rape offenders should be castrated.
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