Go to bed, i am going out for a business meeting'.
I looked at him curiously.
First of all, today was a saturday and he does not work on saturdays but that was none of my business, or maybe it was, i know something is going on somehow but i always try to give myself hope.
I was horny and i wanted something buried inside me, not fingers, something far harder than that. But i had to obey and go inside the room, a room full of memories , when we were happy and full of bliss and now, those memories are all gone, those memories are lost.
Few minutes later i heard the main gate closing and i knew he had gone, tears fell off my eyes freely, as i remembered the humiliation i just faced.... This was the third time this week.
What made him beat me you may wonder, well, here is the story....
"Today, we went to the mall and bought things, then this young man started staring at me, i avoided his stares at first but then he walked up to us, making me uncomfortable
Good morning sir'' he greeted him
Good morning '' Jackson replied
He moved closer to where i was, getting some stuffs into the trolley and picked a big satchet of beverage and smiled at me
''you look beautiful'' he complimented
My heart began to skip a beat, i did not respond
Still smiling, he walked past me towards Jackson and said
''Your sister is like a diamond, her beauty is rare and i almost bursted out into tears
I expected him to torment me there and then but fortunately, that was not the case.
Instead he thanked him and smiled looking at me, making me confused and unsure of what to expect.
Why would he not think i was his sister when he finds it so difficult to even hold my hand in public. "
Through out the shopping he did not say anything but it was obvious his countenance had changed, i thought i had been forgiven but it looked like i thought wrong. So now, i sit here crying just because of a compliment.
My butt hurts and all i feel is pain, i feel so useless. Why did i have to go through this? Everytime i prayed he changes it feels as though he is getting worst. .
I was jolted back from my thoughts, when i heard the house phone ring, i stood up and picked it up expecting it to be my mum but the voice was completely strange.
"Hello" i replied...
'Hi, is this Jasmine' he replied
' yes, how may i help you'.
'Actually, i am the one of help to you here'
'oh okay... ' i replied unsure of what he meant
' check your phone' he said and i grew suspicious , how does he have my personal phone number.
' w . ho is this? I asked a bit alarmed
'stop being scared pumpkin, his not home, i know but the gate is locked, i wont force my way inside, so.. check your personal phone.'
'i wont, until you tell me who it is'
They was a long pause
then a sigh
''if only you could check your phone, his almost home, please check your phone, i am a good samaritan' he said. ''just trying to help''
Reluctantly, i picked up my phone and checked what he sent and my mouth dropped in shock, not in shock of being shocked but in shock of my fears becoming reality.
'Who is this' i asked with a shaky voice
Thats his wife to be, he did the proposal today' he replied
''his wife to what''
'be' he replied in a mocking tone..
'if you dont mind, i could set a meeting with you one of these days to further explain . He continued
Set a meeting with me? And break my heart again? Hell no!! So i said
'thanks for this, but there is nothing more to explain' "
without waiting i angrily and cut the call... My body was shaking, shaking out of anger not at him but at myself, severally my instinct had warned me but no!! I stayed with him. And now his cheating on me, almost married to another woman, definately sleeps with her. Darn it!!! no wonder he never sleeps with me again, no wonder his always out, no wonder his so uptight Ah!! I was going to kill this bitch... I was going to deal with her... I walked out to the parlour and sat down ''ouch'' i screamed as i stood up again, i completly forgot about the mess on my ass. s**t!! s**t!! I felt like crap. I stood up and walked to the kitchen to prepare myself coffee when i heard the door open.