LOVE STRIVE

Chapter 6

Maxwell woke up very early wondering what the previous night drama was about. "What could have been the reason for such an aggressive s*x style?" he asked himself. After about 30 minutes of pondering, he stood up to make coffee for her before they went for their complementary breakfast.

At 6am, he was done making the coffee and he woke her up. But he noticed she was awake while he was making the coffee but immediately she saw him coming, she pretended to be asleep. He smiled and tapped her and whispered a sweet name into her ears. She woke up and stretched like a pregnant dog.

"Hey babe, sit up" he said and adjusted the pillow so she could relax.

"I know you still have lots of alcohol in your system, drink this hot coffee please" he said as he fed her.

While he was feeding her, it was obvious that she was shy and contributed less on the conversations he made.

"Max, I am sorry about what happened yesterday" she said looking down.

"Like seriously, you don't have to apologize for that it was obvious that we were both drunk and sincerely I understand" he said.

"No you don't, I wasn't drunk I just wanted to enjoy it. I know it's weird but that's the only way I can enjoy having s*x" she said

"This sounds strange and funny Jessy, how would you ever think of enjoy being beaten before you can enjoy s*x?" he questioned her.

"I have a dark side of life which people don't know, I can imagine the look on your face wondering if I'm normal. Anyways I never wanted you to see this ugly part of my life that was why I had to avoid having s*x with you for long" Jessica said facing him.

Maxwell took a deep breath and brought her close to him, placing her head on his chest.

"My parents got separated at a very tender stage of my life, when I was just 5years old. My mother remarried three years after, I moved in with her in her new home. It was initially smooth while they had no child, my stepfather cared and gave much attention to me. Shortly after, my mother gave birth to twins and the story changed. Even at the age of ten, I was able to deduce discipline from maltreatment. At the slightest provocation, my stepdad would beat and call me all sort of names. On several occasions, this had caused uproar in my mother's new marriage. After much agitation by my stepdad on sending me out, my mother decided to take me to her younger sister who was a matron in one of the government hospital. I moved in with my aunt and took a deep breath knowing that her husband was a clergyman.

I was happy that finally, I would have peace and live happily again. Initially, it was home away from home until one night that my aunt went for night duty at work. My aunt's husband entered my room holding a belt and flogged me while I was sleeping. I shouted at the top of my voice but no one came to my rescue. He held me an threw me against the wall. 'You are too stubborn' he yelled and flogged me continuously. I pleaded and asked for mercy but he asked me to take off my clothes and he flogged me as he fingered me. I cried and screamed because the pain was just too much to bear. He then took a lubricant and rubbed it on his manhood and penetrated. I was soaked in my own blood, begging for help but I couldn't help but passed out.

The next day, he cleaned me up and gave me a strict warning never to mention it to my aunt else I would die. He also told me that if my aunt asked about the bruises in my body, I should tell her I stole from her pot and was caught in the act. I had to claim an offense I never committed in my life. Sometimes I had to wait helplessly in my room to be beaten and forcefully slept with. This routine continued till the maid who had a similar experience got impregnated by my aunt's husband. He claimed that my aunt was too busy with her matron job hence, he needed to satisfy his s****l urge. This caused lots of uproar, considering his status as a clergyman. The maid also mentioned that my aunt's husband was sleeping with me but I was too timid to speak out.

Finally, I was sent out and everyone had to face their life squarely. This affected me so much that I couldn't control my urge for s*x. I had go get beaten before I could enjoy it and this was why I have been unlucky in relationships. I had to stay away from men cause I was beaten to coma for 4months by my ex. This had been my sad story, Maxwell" she concluded as she stared at him crying.

Maxwell wiped her tears and though for a while before saying a word.

~ID