He Made Me A Prostitute

Chapter 2. STABBED

My life changed after that very day,I was traumatized. I couldn't tell uncle what happened cause Aunt Jane warned me not to. George took advantage of the fact that aunt Jane didn't do anything to him and kept assaulting me.

On one faithful weekend, I was making fried egg with toasted bread. I was just slicing the tomato when George sneaked in and held my waist. I immediately panicked and tried to scream but he beat me to it and closed my mouth with his hand.

"Just be quiet!", he said.He then forced my legs up so that my butt faced him and he pulled my skirt and panties. He immediately pulled down his boxers and did what he was good at, raping me.

After he had had his way, he forced me to suck on his p***s . I felt angry and disgusted but I had no choice but to do what he said. I felt like I was going to vomit everything I had eaten even my intestines out. After he left,I fell on the floor and cried. Then an evil thought struck me. 'Kill George,he is evil and does not deserve to live'.

I immediately stood up and took the kitchen knife and went to George's room. The bastard was taken a shower when I walked in. 'This is the perfect time to kill him' the voice said. I sneaked into the bathroom without his knowledge and stabbed him in his back."Ahhh", he groaned and fell. I immediately realized what i had done and placed my two hands on my head.

" Jesus! what have I done!". Not knowing what to do,I ran away from home like a person being pursued. After I'd run a far distance from home, I stopped and fell on my knees crying. how could I be this senseless? this stupid? I stabbed my own cousin! What if he dies,then I'll be nothing but a murderer!

I felt helpless and tired from running. so I started walking. when I was walking, a man walked past me and I saw his wallet fall from him."Mr black Mr black", I called him Mr black cause he was putting on black. He stopped and turned back."Sir this is your wallet it fell from you", I said "oh thank you", he said "you're welcome sir please be careful next time", I told him and was about to leave but he stopped me.

"what's your name", he asked. "I am Peggy", I replied." Okaaay you don't have a native name?', he asked again. "udoka that's my native name",I replied."wow how old are you?", he asked. "I'm 17 years old",I replied. "you are very honest", he said. Thank you sir",I appreciated. "where do you live?". "Uhmm I sleep in the streets", I lied. "that's very bad don't you have parents?".

" I'm an orphan sir I lost my parents when I was five", I replied he looked pitifully at me. "It's not good for you to sleep in the street it is very dangerous and you know that don't you?", he asked. "I know that but I don't have a family to live with", I lied again. " ok do you mind if I take you to my house?", he asked."yeah yes I mind", I said.

"Peggy I am not a bad person and I promise I will do you no harm", he said "what's your name?", I asked him." oh pardon my manners I am Stephen but you can call me Steve", he replied." Soo should I take it to my home?", he asked.

" okay", I agreed. When we got to his house,I was shocked. Why would a guy who lives in this type of house walk on foot?. " Welcome to my house", he said. It was an estate, a big and beautiful one. He said he he owned the estate himself. He said he just felt like trekking.

His sitting room was like a paradise,it was so beautiful. He gave me food and I ate to my satisfaction. The other houses in the estate were rented out."so tell me, after you lost your parents how did you cope?", Stephen asked after I was done eating." Well, after my parents died, I lived my granny till I turned fourteen. Then she died and I was left alone to wander about in the streets", It was true that I I lived with granny after my parents died but the rest were lies.

" Sorry for what happened to your parents and granny but I'm here now. Guess what? I don't live in Nigeria,I only came back because my parents asked me to for an important meeting. I'm planning on going back to Italy next week but since you are here I can't just leave you to keep wandering in the streets. I'm going to take you with me and make sure you further your education", he said. I was surprised.

"Sirrr! you you are joking right?", I asked. Stephen smiled." I'm serious. Peggy you are beautiful and a nice and an honest person. You don't deserve to remain in the streets so I will be taking you with me to Italy so you can further your education there and live a good life like your mates do", he said.

Oh my God! I can't believe this. I'm leaving Nigeriaàaaa! Thank God I ran away from home!!! I can't wait to leave this country for gooooooodd!!!