Bleeding Heart π
He Used Me π
Chapter One
I Respected my madam so much, but it seems there are some times you felt challenge about some attitude that you can’t overcome. My name is Chioma and here’s my story.
My parents died when I was 17 years and ever since, I have been living with my grandma until two years later when I got introduce to Mrs Susan Kenneth to serve as housemaid for a period of time by my grandma. I have worked at several places to earn money to be able to provide for her b****t cancer surgery.
Although I have raised up to (200,000) Two Hundred thousand Naira, in which the initial amount is stated (1 million naira) One Million Naira. Mrs Kenneth husband paid me 80 thousand monthly as I will be working there for just 4 month. At least before the stated day of surgery I would have gathered more money to complete the actual payment.
This is the 2nd month of living with Mrs Kenneth as She loved me and cherish every moment I had with her until one day when the devil decided to use her husband as a fighting weapon against me.
“please leave me alone! “. I screamed struggling with him.
“what is wrong with you. Must I be forcing you before complying with me, please just let me enter your paradise once and I won’t come back again”. He said pressing me down on the bed forcefully as I cried calling out his wife who is not around.
“please I beg you don’t do this to me! I’m still a virgin.” I cried out begging him.
He didn’t listen to me as he tore my cloth like an hungry wolf and brought his manhood out and tried penetrating forcefully. I cried in pains pleading and kicked him but I couldn’t overpower him.
“you’re no more a baby, why can’t you have the taste of pleasure huh! you will really like it.
I thought of what I can do as he has finally had his way going speedily on me not even minding my pains. I don’t know if I was actually possess at that moment as I can’t even figure how I pushed him as he fell off hitting his head on the mirror beside my bed.
“Jesus!!!”. I screamed running out of the bed covering my body with my bedsheet.
He looked up at me with his hand up asking for my help as blood gushed out at the back of his head. I stood there perplexed and fidgeting as I don’t even know what else to do.
“Chi…chi….oo…ma “. He stuttered, struggling to get up and walked angrily towards me taking a piece of the broken mirror telling me he must eliminate me.
“please don’t do this!”. I pleaded running around.
“you pushed me! “. He said looking so angry..
I ran to the door to open and realized it as been locked.
“you think you can get away right? you must finish what you have done”. He said as he dashed towards me to stabbed me.
I told him to better consider his head as he is loosing so much blood. He refused to listen to me as I pushed him away and ran to the bathroom and lock the door immediately. He started kicking the door telling me to open as I didn’t answer.
“I will get you don’t worry “. He said as I heard the door opened and closed.
I know I can’t stay in the bathroom for long as his wife will be back soon. I hurried up still in pain and shower, washing off the blood. I know God will reward him for deflowering me, this is a pride I have been longing to have it done with my future husband, but he has shattered everything, how will I face my grandma and tell her my madam husband raped me, will she even believe me, it’s better I leave this house and find my way elsewhere. I don’t care about how my grandmother will feel this time around but, still I’m still considering her plight.
“Chioma! Chioma!!!!
I heard my madam calling me some hours later as I go out carrying the washed bedspread.
“What happened Chioma? did you not realized we are back?”. She asked looking at me.
“I’m sorry aunty.” I answered.
She looked at me repeatedly confused on what is wrong with me as she noticed the bucket on my hand.
“And why the washing of the bedspread? did you not wash it 2 days ago?”. She asked.
I lied to her that I was on my monthly flow and didn’t know it would really flow that much on the last day which was yesterday night.
“ehya, you should have at least used something because, that thing can do anyhow it pleases.” She said as I made my way to the door smiling.
“where’s my husband?”. She asked as I looked back.
“I don’t know ma.
“I thought he said he is not going anywhere today.” She said as I shrugged my shoulder telling her he might have rushed out to get something or probably gone somewhere.
“so, you mean you have not seen him since morning?”. She asked.
“yes ma.” I answered.
“no problem, please do and come to the kitchen so that we can prepare dinner.
“okay ma.” I answered from outside.
I wondered where he has gone to, it might possibly be hospital to stitch up his Head.
But if he gets back what will he tell his wife that happened to him there. Will he say he had accident or he got injured why raping me?.
“No! he can’t tell her he raped me.” I muttered to myself going back inside.
Some Hours later
After preparing dinner with aunty Susan we sat in the sitting room awaiting her husband who’s yet to come.
“where could he have gone to?”. I heard her saying repeatedly as she continues dialing his phone number that’s not reachable.
I pretended not hearing all of her murmuring as I focused on the TV program called Tinsel.
“Chioma please help me with my glasses on the shelf over there.” She said as I stood up to get it for her.
“thank you my dear.” She said as she wears it looking over to my side.
“Chioma, are you okay at all? I have noticed your coldness ever since I came back from work, you don’t look happy at all”. She asked.
I don’t think I can tell her about it as well in as much that I don’t even know about her husband whereabouts.
“what if he has got into an accident? or could it be that he is scared of coming back home that I might have told his wife? his wife is too nice for me to tell such thing. I would rather keep it to myself and endure the pain and move on with……”
“is there something bothering you Chioma?” I heard a voice loudly again as I snapped back from my thinking.
“I’m good aunty Susan I’m just down due to my monthly flow”. I answered as her phone rang.
“Hello ooo
Caller
” is this Mrs Kenneth?…..”
“yes…sss….”. She answered looking worried.
I wondered what is happening as she jumped up screaming shouting Jesus.
“my father in heaven! I said it, I knew something is not going well at all….all this mixed feeling ha!.
“what is going on?”. I asked looking worried.
She ran out as I followed her immediately worried about what could have happened.
“could it be that her husband is dead?.
TBC.
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