Perfidy's Knife

Chapter 4: Events leading up to the catastrophe.

Part 3: Marlon and Maranda.

Four years later….

It has been four blissful years since Marlon came into my life. Two of which we have been a couple. My first official date after Keston was mind blowing we had a nice picnic in the park and then we went to an amusement park. By the fourth date I was completely smitten. It was a candlelight dinner followed by a romantic stroll under the stars. My first kiss was magical, when it happened the moon was high in the sky eliminating the darkness and there were millions of stars in the sky. I looked up at him, getting completely lost in those warm, brown eyes that have become my safe haven. The next thing I knew without breaking eye contact he drew my face towards his and captured my lips in his. It was a slow kiss that quickly became more as he sucked on my bottom lip asking for entrance. When it was granted our tongues clashed in a fight for supremacy, until we had to pull away to breathe. “That was awesome,” Marlon said still breathless, “are you sure that you haven’t kissed before?” This caused me to blush profusely.

On our first anniversary Marlon told me that there was something that he wanted to try. I got scared and when he asked for an explanation I told him about Brent. He was the only person that I told about Brent and he was pissed. Which was kind of scary as his eyes took on a deeper shade of brown and the vein by his temple, stood up looking as if it would pop at any moment. I immediately tried to calm him down. “I’ll calm down if you let me do what I wanted to do,” he replied. I just nodded in response, too nervous to trust my voice. He got up off of the bed and pushed me to lie down. He then got between my thighs and pulled my panty and tights off in one fluid motion. Instinctively my hands went to cover my intimate region. I felt him kissing away my fingers until I was exposed to him fully. Without any preparation, I felt his mouth go over my pearl and all rational thought went out of my mind. My eyes got a perfect picture of how my brain looked as it fit snuggly in my cranium. He licked, then sucked, nibbled, then went to my opening and lapped up my juices. I was trying hard not to scream but that was proving to be an impossible feat as I bit down on a pillow hard. This became a regular occurrence in our relationship because in Marlon’s words he loved tasting me.

By our second anniversary, he was starting to push me further and further out of my comfort zone. Until eventually I was pushed beyond the point of no return. This resulted in us drifting further and further apart until I eventually ended our relationship. One particular day when we were engaging in risqué activities he suddenly got up and positioned himself at my entrance. I pushed him as hard as I could and flew up. “ Are you crazy? We spoke about this repeatedly and you said that you are okay with waiting. Why all of a sudden, are you trying to take what doesn’t belong to you?” I exclaimed angrily. “Babe, calm down, I am so sorry I was caught up in the moment,” he said trying to calm me down. After that day our relationship became strained and the veil of love was completely removed. I was finally able to see what my mom Jacqueline Myers was seeing all along. Marlon was a control freak, he would go through my phone. There was even a time where I had to go to my friend’s birthday party, but I ended up not going because Michael Paul was supposed to pick me up. Unfortunately when I saw him a week later he was pissed saying that I set him up. I was shocked because I felt the same way. I was dressed and waiting until 12 am. Michael told me that he called me multiple times. Surprisingly when I went into my phone after informing him that there were no missed calls, I realized that he was in fact blocked. I confronted Marlon about it because that night he had the worst things to say about Michael. That he set me up and he didn’t have the decency to say something. When all along he was the cause. I was so pissed that I told Marlon to get out of my house and my life. He never listened, he left that day but he started stalking me and calling down my phone. I blocked him once and he started calling my friends. I have no idea when or how he got their numbers, suffice to say he was unblocked. I could make a police report but that could mess up his chances of getting a job. “Why didn’t you listen Maranda?” I reprimanded myself, “Man nothing, now look at what happened, it was Marlon everything. Now that psycho wouldn’t leave you alone. You sure know how to pick them huh? First Keston, now Marlon this seems to be a case of bad to worse.”

Author’s Note: Why can’t Maranda catch a break? Is she destined to always make terrible choices in male companions? Will Marlon give up or will he continue to pursue her relentlessly? Is mister right in the future? Tune in next time on Perfidy’s Knife.