my Rapist my Lover

My Rapist My Lover 18

It was just after six pm everyone had deserted the office I was the only one left in the building or so I thought. When I felt these footsteps in the corridor I didn't get worried because I knew that the security system was very high. I was surprised to see Mr Johnson's at the door looking at me

"Sir" I acknowledged him surprised to see him there because he had gone for a conference in Durban.

"I need to get my file and get back to work" he said still standing in the same place making no movements to leave.

"Okay" I was desperate for him to move to his office something about him made me uneasy but he did the opposite and got in. He came and stood behind me. I was rehearsing on my head as to how can I tell my boss to move and not sound rude and disrespectful at the same time.

"You are such an asset in this company I would hate to lose you" I nodded trying to register where this was going.

"It's a pity that I have to let you go because of your lack of experience" I thought my work was satisfactory what was this man bluffing about.

"But I know ways that can make me convince the management otherwise" if only he could stop speaking in riddles.

"Am I getting fired" I asked. Is this how one gets fired in this corperate, interested.

"It depends" okay this was getting irritating, I stood up and went a bit further from him.

"So, what exactly are you saying Mr Johnson's?" I enquired trying to hide my irritation.

He came closer to me closing the gap that was between us, he moved his arm and it rested above my head I was now under the scrunity of his venomous eyes to say I was terrified would be putting it lightly. I tried to control my breathing which was becoming uneven this can't be happening again. His hand touched my bare arm and I flinched.

"We can do this my way or the high way"

"Do what sir"

"Oh, please stop acting like an i***t, can't you see what I want here" he snapped I was taken back by his tone.

"I don't understand" he collected himself and then took my arm brushing it lightly I snatched it away.

"I would like to leave" I said my voice firm making it clear that I wasn't enjoying this.

"Don't play hard to get Minenhle"

"Please Mr Johnson's I am tired I want to go home"

"Quit the formality and call me David" his voice was now audibled. He chuckled as he saw the panic on my face.

"It's just you and me today, even if you can scream no one will hear you so let's just get this over and done with"

My phone was far and I couldn't get to it fast enough. I couldn't believe that was about to happen again.

"Please sir I just want to go home" I didn't want to fight him I didn't have energy at all. He held my hands-on top of my head I couldn't do anything with them by now I was really crying trying to beg him to leave me alone but they fell on deaf ears. My top was ripped exposing myself he was about to touch them when I heard a familiar voice shouting by the corridor. I screamed even louder and he slapped me trying to shush me and even closed my mouth. I don't know where I got the nerve but I kicked him on his balls, took my handbag and ran out of the office.

Monde was running after me telling me to stop but I couldn't I kept running, running until I couldn't feel my legs I was running out of breath. I was losing myself.

"Minenhle you don't have a top on!" he shouted. I tripped and fell on the ground it's a good thing it was at night otherwise people would have looked at me thinking I am losing my mind. Tears couldn't stop coming out. He picked me up and embraced me this closure felt familiar but it wasn't comfortable I didn't want any guys hands touching me.

"Leave me alone Monde, leave me alone okay!" I shouted.

"What did that bastard do to you?" I kept quiet as the whole scene replayed on my mind. I should have seen it coming the little comments he made here and there making sure to remind me of the little experience I have. I should have seen it.

"Please take me home" I said sniffing.

I was biting my nails and sniffing all the way home Monde decided to keep quiet because still wouldn't talk. I thanked heavens that he got there on time and I didn't even care what he wanted at that time.

When we got home he fixed me food but I couldn't eat so he took me to bed instead and made sure that I was warm under covers, no matter how warm I was under those covers it wouldn't change the fact that I was cold inside, my heart was dripping ice I was nearly raped the pain that ached inside me was just too much too bear.

"He nearly raped me" I said.

He was at the door preparing to leave when I said that and he turned quickly like he couldn't believe what I just said.

"What?" you could see the pain in his eyes like he didn't believe it I couldn't I don't know what he would have done should he have raped me. He came and sat next to me you could see that he was angry but he was trying to control himself.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked. I shrugged I wasn't in the mood to talk to him but I felt like I owed him that much since he helped me. He touched my hand and I flinched.

"I'm sorry" he looked hurt.

He left after a while I insisted because he didn't want to but I needed to be alone I couldn't stand his eyes piercing through my skin feeling sorry for me. My eye slowly closed after a while taking me to sleep but as I tried to sleep I kept getting flashbacks, the flashback of that night I conceived Lihle. He was rough he kicked and slapped, he forced himself on me groaning as he planted all his seeds on me. I could see it clearly but I couldn't see the face, the colour of his shoes was still clear they were brown. It came as a flashback but the pain was clear as a stream water.

The days that followed were hard I didn't talk to anyone they all came and left, my house was locked and my phone was off. I spent my days crying I hardly ate I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror I looked horrible. I had lost weight I had bags under my eyes, my hair wasn't tidy. I had a bit of cutting myself it felt good because at least I had a pain to focus on that was physical instead of this emotional one I had that just wouldn't go away.