Chapter 08: Hurt

“Stop it!” I screamed “Let go of me, Coleman! Don’t do this!" I cried pushing him off me, but he weighed me down and went for my lips. This time he caught it and pushed his tongue in my mouth.

Oh, God! This is not happening to me!!!

The smell of danger was choking. His home was in a distant estate and no one would save me.

I tried to move away, but he wouldn't let go. He kissed me roughly, and then his hands went under my skirt. “If I don’t have you, nobody else will.”

I yelped. Jilted. And tried escaping him but Coleman wasn’t thinking. He wasn’t thinking about me or the consequences that could come from this.

He didn’t think about my reputation or his. He wanted to have his way. And his way, he will get.

I tried pushing him again, but he pinned both of my hands to the bed and used his left hand to unbutton his shirt. He flung it where his trousers was.

I could feel his erection. My eyes zeroed in fear.

Tears clogged my eyes, and throat. I hate this sickening feeling. The disgust and fear swirling in my gut.

Not again, no one would take advantage of me. No more.

I stretched my hands in desperation; to hold anything close by. My fingers touched the empty glass of wine on the table— and I took it up and hit him on his head.

“Argggggggh!” He groaned in pain, distracted as he touched his blood.

After pushing him away, I quickly stood up. "Sarah..." he began, but with tears caressing my cheeks, I broke free from his grip and swiftly ran out of the house.

"Sarah, wait!" I heard him call.

I ignored his calls, sprinted to the gate, opened it, andran a distance.

Finally, I found a cab on the road and boarded it.

Returning home, I felt furious and disturbed. Paranoia gripped me. Was sex all he wanted from me? How could he?

I was scared.

So, if I was unable to stop him, he would have raped me. Coleman was the least person I thought would hurt me. He was perfect. I heard my phone ringing— when I peeped to check, I discovered that he was the one calling.

I ended the call, silenced my phone, and distanced it from me.

Finally, when the cab man stopped at the front of my house, I ran to my room and locked the door. I jumped on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

How could I have made the mistake of falling for Coleman?

Lost in brooding, I drifted into sleep without even realizing it and woke up hours later.

My body system was still feeling heavy and muzzy. Well, how wouldn't it? I had been thinking even in my dreams.

Surprised, I checked my phone to find 20 missed calls and 2 messages. All messages were from Coleman. The first one simply said, "I am sorry, Sarah”

And the second said “please, stop ignoring my calls. Pick up please. Give me a chance to explain.”

I rolled my eyes and dropped the phone back on the bed. The whole thing still feels like a dream to me.  I was about to pick up the phone again when I heard a knock on the door and sluggishly went to check it out.

I opened the door and surprisingly, it was Zara.

A little scowl etched on my face. I didn't want to see anybody and was very grumpy.

"Geez! What the hell's wrong with you, Sarah? Why weren't you picking your calls? I called for like a hundred times" she said immediately, not even giving me a chance to say anything.

She had on black pants, white top and black boots.

"I only missed two calls from you, Zara. Stop being dramatic" I I said tiredly, as I made way for her to come in.

"Hold on;" she suddenly snarled.

"Why are you still in uniform?" Zara questioned, and I shrugged. If only she knew…

She scoffed, "Really? Do you realize what time it is? Sarah, you're gonna be late for Damian’s concert!"

Damian’s concert? Damian is having a concert? Who cares!

“Don’t tell me that you aren’t aware of your fiance’s concert. You can’t miss it!” she told me.

“No! I’m not going.” Just then my phone beeped with a message. It was from Dad.

“Hello Pumpkin,

Damian would be having a concert at the circle hall beside the museum. Do not miss it.”

Zara peeped into my phone and laughed heartily, then she pushed me into the bathroom.

[Author’s Pov]

Coleman walked into the club, and met a petite womandressed in a black gown with a large scarf covering her face. Her fingers held out a Cigarette, and she puffed out more. Coleman sat beside her, ordering a strong drink from the bartender.

After being served, he spoke without looking at the woman "I’m sorry, Boss. I couldn’t get her pregnant. Shegetting married to Damian Delance,"

“You are nothing but an idiot.” She muttered through clenched teeth, dropping the half-smoked cigarette onto the Ash-tray.

"No matter what,” the woman grumbled “we can't lose her. She's the weapon we need to achieve our plans. So, stick to her tight!”