Chapter 9

What is Coleman doing? Is he really doing this? 

“If I don’t have you, nobody else will.” He tried kissing me again but I turned my face away, struggling to get him off me.

Goosebumps had washed over me and I smelt danger. His home was in a distant estate and no one was home.

“Stop it!” I screamed “Let go of me, Coleman! Don’t do this!" I cried pushing him off me, but he weighed me down and went for my lips. This time he caught it and pushed his tongue in my mouth.

Oh, God! This is not happening to me!!!

I tried to move away, but he wouldn't let go. He kissed me roughly, and then his hands went under my skirt.

I yelped. Jilted. And tried escaping him but Coleman wasn’t thinking. He wasn’t thinking about me or the consequences that could come from this.

He didn’t think about my reputation or his. He wanted to have his way. And his way, he will get.

I tried pushing him again, but he pinned both of my hands to the bed and used his left hand to unbutton his shirt. He flung it where his trousers was. 

I could feel his erection. My eyes zeroed in fear.

Tears clogged my eyes, and throat. I hate this sickening feeling. The disgust and fear swirling in my gut.

 Not again, no one would take advantage of me. No more.

I stretched my hands in desperation; to hold anything close by. My fingers touched the empty glass of wine on the table— and I took it up and hit him on his head.

“Argggggggh!” He groaned in pain, distracted as he touched his blood.

After pushing him away, I quickly stood up. "Sarah..." he began, but I yelled angrily with tears caressing my cheeks and broke free from his grip.  I swiftly ran out of the house.

"Sarah, wait!" I heard him call.

I ignored his calls, sprinted to the gate, opened it, and thankfully found a cab on the road. Without hesitation, I boarded it.

Returning home, I felt furious and disturbed. Paranoia gripped me. Was sex all he wanted from me? How could he conceive such an evil act? 

I was so scared.

So, if I was unable to stop him, he would have raped me. Coleman was the least person i thought would hurt me. He was perfect. I heard my phone ringing— when I peeped to check, I discovered that it was him calling.

I ended the call, silenced my phone, and distanced it from me. 

I shook my head and stared at the ceiling.  How could I have made the mistake of falling for someone like him?

See, what loneliness did. I don't think anyone should enter a relationship because they are lonely.

Lost in brooding, I drifted into sleep without even realizing it and woke up hours later.

My body system was still feeling heavy and muzzy. Well, how wouldn't I? When I had been thinking even in my dreams?

Surprised, I checked my phone to find 20 missed calls and 2 messages. 18 from Coleman and 2 from Zara. Both messages were from Coleman. The first one simply said, "I am sorry, Sarah”

And the second said “please, stop ignoring my calls. Pick up please. Give me a chance to explain.”

I rolled my eyes and dropped the phone back on the bed. The whole thing still feels like a dream to me.  I was about to pick up the phone again when I heard a knock on the door and sluggishly went to check it out.

I opened the door and surprisingly, it was Zara.

A little scowl etched on my face. I didn't want to see anybody and was very grumpy.

"Geez! What the hell's wrong with you, Sarah? Why weren't you picking your calls? I called for like a hundred times" she said immediately she spotted my face, not even giving me a chance to say anything.

I looked at her from head to toe and was impressed. She was looking good. Wow!

She had on black pants, white top and black boots.

"I only missed two calls, Zara. Stop being dramatic" I rolled my eyes and said as I made way for her to come in.

"Hold on;" she suddenly snarled.

"Why are you still in uniform?" Zara questioned, and suddenly I realized it. 

"Gosh! I didn't even notice.” I protested "I was exhausted and slept off, okay?" I replied, sitting on the bed. 

She scoffed, "Really? Do you realize what time it is? Sarah, you're gonna be late for Damian’s concert!" 

Damian’s concert? Damian is having a concert? Who cares!

“Don’t tell me that you aren’t aware of your fiance’s concert. You can’t miss it!” she told me.

“No! I aint going.” No wonder she dressed up so well. Just then my phone beeped with a message. It was from Dad.

Hello Pumpkin,

Damian would be having a concert at the circle hall beside the museum. Do not miss it. 

“Whoops!” Zara came to peep into my phone. Slowly she pushed me into the bathroom. 

Unknown

I walked into the house and met him smoking as usual. I walked past him without saying a word and went over to the wine counter, taking a bottle from It. opened it and poured some into a glass cup.

"I couldn’t get her pregnant. She is getting married to Damian," I said in a serious tone without looking at him.

"What the heck are you talking about?' He demanded.

"Their parents want them to get married. She ended our relationship today,"

“Damn it, idiot! Just one thing I asked you to do, you couldn’t.” He sprang on his feet. "Damn it!" He growled and kicked the table over and over.

"No matter what,” he pointed to me “we can't lose that girl. She's the weapon we need to achieve our plans. So, you have to stick to her, boy. Stick to her tight t and don't let her go even a second" he said and I turned back to my wine and drank directly from the bottle.

"Damian already took what was mine before. I won't let him do it again" I smashed the bottle on the floor.