“It's okay, baby. You are safe.” He kissed me on my hair as he tried to make me stop shivering. His hand gently held me, to keep me safe. When we returned from school, I screamed for him to bathe me, to wash off the feeling of having Mr Matt's hand on me. I asked Miguel to burn the clothes I wore; so I won't get to see a reminder of today. I was like a deranged person, kicking and screaming. My body continued to shake as my mind conjured scenario after scenario. It made me wonder what might have happened had Miguel not come over to look for me. Would he have raped me and blamed me for seducing him? Would he have killed me, should I refuse to let him kiss me? Who knows what would have happened to be back then?I shivered some more as goosebumps materialized on my arms. I have never felt this way. Not even when Miguel treated me like a commodity. I have never been this scared in my life, and it's no thanks to a man, whom I once thought good things about. Never in my wildest imagina
I haven't been to school since the incident, and that's close to two weeks. Miguel took a leave of absence for me. He wanted me to fully heal before I return to school.P visited me three days ago, and when she heard of what happened, she was distraught. She blamed herself for what happened. But I had to convince her that she was not the one at fault. Mr Matt seems to have planned everything. Had she not forced me to help him, he would have found ways to get me to do that. He has been arrested and charged to court for the raping of ten students and the murder of two. The pieces of evidence were found in his house. Five days ago, four of his victims stepped out to testify against him. And according to Miguel, he will be persecuted for murder, by hanging.I sat on the couch watching the tail of the nine-tailed. The series has completely aired, but I'm only watching it now because I love binge-watching movies. I don't have the patience to wait for an entire week for two episodes to be
I can't tell how I got to his office. I took four of the small framed pictures with me and had one of his guards drive me there. My tears threatened to blind me, but I sniffed, to keep them at bay. I won't let him see my tears. A scheming bastard like him is not worthy of that. I got down from the car and headed into his building. The security man greeted me with a smile, which I didn't reciprocate as I hastened towards the elevator. None of the workers stopped me because they have seen me countless times this week. Hell, one newspaper company published my pictures three days ago, letting the public know who Miguel's hidden wife is. If only they knew how much of a stalker their most handsome man is. I got to his floor and exited. His secretary wasn't out in the corridor, which will either mean she was in her office or out on an errand. I opened the door of his office and entered without knowing. “Jewel?” He asked, surprised to see me. He was working on something on his laptop, lo
“Jewel?” His voice was cautious.“Wait, I need to process all these things.”It's not every day that you get to learn that your husband has been stalking you for a long time.“If you want to annul this marriage, I understand, I'm just a bastard who stalks a student.” He bowed his head, “I'm sorry.”I watched him without saying a word. Right now, I don't know what to do. “Jewel?” He called out to me, but I didn't reply. My mind was still trying to come to terms with what was happening. I can't seem to wrap my head around this.“Say something.”“You were stalking me?” Those were the only words that came from my mouth.I couldn't process any other word.“I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to do that. I needed to—” “Not only have you been stalking me for years, but you lied to me. You made me trust you!” I yelled at him. Had his office not been soundproof, there is no doubt that his workers might have heard —not that I care. I'm too heartbroken to think of anything else besides this.“What
I avoided the stares from his workers and that of my driver, who looked like he wanted to know why I'm sad. I turned my focus on the window as the cars went by in a blur. Just for a moment, I felt like I will be free should I jump out of the car right now. I will be rid of Miguel and all the influences he has on me. For close to six years, I have been played by him. First, he did it from the shadows until he got bold enough to approach me. And I fell for it all. I'm such a fool. A damned fool who needs to be knocked on the head. I placed my palm on the window as I watched the car enter the compound. My mind is torn on what to do. I wish to leave him, but at the same time, I don't want to do that. However, I know that's what I have to do —for my sanity. I need to leave. I have to go far away. Yet, I can't seem to make my leg move towards another direction. I got out of the car, and headed into his house —my cage for the past two years. Others are placed in metal cages, while mine
“I'm sorry,” she sighed. “I'm not asking you to forgive me easily. I just hope you will understand my reasons for doing what I did. Back when he was still treating you unwell, I wanted to help you. That was why I spoke with him.” She peered into my eyes, “I thought it was the best solution until you developed feelings for him. I know asking you to stop dating Day will sound suspicious, that was why I egged you on. This way, you won't suspect a thing.”I sat still without saying a word. Half my attention was on her words while the other was on what happened. I can't help the thoughts that threatened to envelop my mind. “Please forgive me, Jewel. I won't ever repeat it.”“The last night I went to the ball,” I suddenly said.She sighed, “I was the one who told him where you went.” She placed her hand on my thighs, “I hope you won't fault him for that.”“He's a stalker,” I murmured, feeling how heavy my heart is. “For years, he has been keeping my pictures and painting me every chance he
I went upstairs after the conversation I had with Star. I typed the question of what a person should do when they find out their husband is a stalker into the search bar and googled it. Different answers surfaced, with many telling me to divorce him before he does something worse than stalking. Only a few asked me to find out about his reasons for doing what he did. They advised me not to take a step until I'm certain that he was going to harm me. And that was what I decided to do. I won't leave until he gives me a reason to do that. However, that doesn't mean I will forgive him easily. There are things you don't take lightly in this world, and this is one of those things. I can't just ignore the fact that he's a stalker Just because I love him.He returned later in the day, but I didn't go down to meet him. I didn't open the door when he knocked for me to let him in. When he left in the morning, he knocked on my door to alert me of his departure, but I didn't pay him heed. I stay
Despite my reluctance to follow her, I was forced into a green bum-short and black crop top. The combat boot I have on, made me look badass. Coupled with the heavy makeup, and the intricate lines she drew on my fingers, I look like those female gangsters. Should Miguel ever discover that I came to a place like this, he will shit his pants. And let's not forget the clothes I'm putting on. I somehow look like a desperate slut. “I've not been to this kind of place before.” I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.”“I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face. Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers. “Why?”“Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on