I was 14 years old when it all started, the day I lost my respect for men and so called "Christian men and women". I came straight home because I was really pressed and I couldn't bear it. After easing myself, I went outside the house because I was bored and there was no power supply. It was just me and the gate keeper. I sat outside for about ten minutes, then I noticed the gate keeper throwing unusual glances at me. Normally, I would think it was his usual way of trying to call me and preach to me, but this new style is just so different. I smiled at it because I know him as a "good devoted Christian". He called my name,I went to him,and he said he was hungry so I should help him get his food to his room. Unknown to me that he had plans, I did what he had asked me to do. As I was about leaving the room,he pulled me and said he loves me and would like to marry me. I laughed and said I was way too small to be his wife thinking he was joking. The look in his eyes was a deadly one but I didn't think of him as being bad. Then he dragged me,roughly handled me and was telling me rubbish,promising me heaven and earth,while he took advantage of me forcefully. He had raped me, not once but thrice. All I could do was shout and cry but no one heard or came to my rescue. Mr Akin stood up smiling the most devilish smile I've ever seen. I cursed and cursed but my cursing had no effect. I stood up from the pool of my own blood and cleaned myself, even if I was too weak to walk. I kept crying till I slept off in my room. Nobody noticed the change when they got back. Who could I tell? I was scared of talking. I just had to pretend in the presence of people. I was always cheerful around friends and family. No one thought I had or could've had problems. I hated guys, no one ever asked why. They always saw me as the good and obedient child. They always see the smiling, intelligent, gorgeous and beautiful girl. But I saw myself as a rag,a girl that has been used and cheated,and I was crushed. I had lived a TWO FACED life all my life till I met Rita and her brother Jeff while I was serving at Benue state. It was hard to go out with Rita since Jeff is almost never away from his sister.......... To be continued.
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Two Faced
General FictionThis story is dedicated to those girls that have been abused and have lost faith in people.
