Agony of marriage episode 16

E AGONY OF MARRIAGE

EPISODE 16

I took a step back with a frown on my face as I defiantly shook my head. “Uncle Daniel, I’m sorry, I cannot.”
“Why not?!” He rasped.
“You are my sister’s husband!” I replied.
“As far as I’m concerned, your sister and I have ceased to be
man and wife, not after stealing my money and running away!”
“I apologies on her behalf.” I mumbled. “My sister doesn’t
steal. She must have been desperate.”

“I do not nee-d your apology, just undress right now!” He
ordered but I wouldn’t do as he had told me. I couldn’t bear
the thought of another man who was also the husband of my
sister, seeing me n-ked. Fine, I was not a vir-gin. In fact, I had
lost my virginity eight months ago and my b©yfri£ndhad
been the one to deflower me. I love him so much but I never
cared to introduce him to my family because I knew that my
parents wouldn’t approve of him. He owned a small shop off
campus where he repaired phones and other mobile gadgets. I
had met him the day I had gone to repair my Samsung phone
which my sister had pas-sed down to me. The phone had
accidentally dropped into a bucket of water and had refused
to come on. At the course of repairing my phone, my b©yfri£ndand I had gotten closer and had fallen in love.
I couldn’t even tell my parents that I had a b©yfri£nd because they would start quizzing me questions such as: “Who’s his
father?” “What does he do for a living?” “Is he rich?” Since I
was not re-ady for such questions, I had decided to keep him
a secret.

“You are wasting time!” Daniel’s harsh voice disrupted my
thoughts and I could see now that he was very ha-rd and the
very thought of it disgusted me. I wonder why I had agreed to
come down here in the first place? Why had I allowed myself
to be talked into this. All her life, my sister had lived for our
family, especially our parents but now that she had broken
free, they wanted a quic-k replace at my own detriment. I knew
that my sister was not lying anytime she c@m£ running home
to report her husband to our parents, the bruises and scars
were signs enough. I saw them and I believed her even though
I never said anything. I knew that my parents were also aware
but they would rather not intervene so as not to hinder the
cash flow into their family. They enjoyed the privileges of
having a rich son-in-law while my sister silently suffered on
their behalf and now, it was my turn to go down the same
road to plea-se my parents who were never contented.

“Uncle, I’m sorry but I can’t have S-x with you.” I stated firmly.
“I see…” He said with his hands on his h!ps then spat, “Then
get out of my house!”
“But uncle-” I started to say. I knew that my parents would be
very mad at me if I returned home without accomplishing what
I had been s£nt to do.
“Are you deaf? If you are not going to have S-x with me then
get out of my house now!”
I hesitated. How would I get home? I had no money with me.
“Uncle, I don’t have transport fare.” I mumbled.
“I don’t care!” He replied. “All I know is that none of your
family members will ever t©uçh a dime of my money again! If
your parents do not return my money stolen from me, I’ll make
sure that your father rots in jail!”
“Ha, uncle!” I exclaimed. “plea-se, try to forgive us. It’s my
sister who took the money, not my father.”

He paused now then stared at me in a new look in his eyes.
“On a second thought, I don’t think I should let you go, not
after how your family have been leeching off me for years.” He
started to walk slowly towards me with a look I didn’t like in
his eyes which I saw swept down my b©dy.
I began to take slow steps backward, away from hIm. “Uncle,
what do you mean by th-?”
I had ba-rely gotten the completely word out of my mouth
when he suddenly reached me in two strides, seized me by
my upper arm and flund me on the couch and I stared up at
him, stunned. He loomed above me now, leering down at me.
“You are all pretenders. You like it rou-gh, don’t you? You like
to be f0rç£d, right? You are one of those girls whose no
actually means yes. You could have left all along when I told
you to but you chose to linger… Yes…because you actually
want me… Don’t you?”
To all his questions and as-sumptions, I kept shaking my head,
frightened so much. I was like a cornered mouse and I had no
where to go. My heart was beaten fast in my che-st and I
could almost hear it pounding in my che-st. I tried to look for
a way out of this terrible situation and ended up blurting the
first thing that c@m£ to my head that every girl might say. “I’ll
scream!” I threatened.
He chuckled wickedly. “And who would hear you? The gate
man? He has been working for me for the past five years and
has learnt to mind his business so I wouldn’t raise my hopes if
I were you.” Then he pinched my che-st throu-gh my dress
and I regretted heeding to my mother’s advice about not
wearing a br@. “You are younger than your sister is, fresh and
naive but let’s hope that you are also not the frigid or dry
one.” He suddenly reached for my th!gh and when I kicked at
him, he grew angry and for the first time in my life, I was
sl@pped by someone else besides my mother. Sl@pped by a
man I had looked up to for several years, always praying for
him that God should replenish his pockets since he was our
bre-ad winner. I had not only be as-sulted, I was about to be
R@p£d too. I thought of what people would say if they found
out that I was R@p£d. They would say that I took myself with
my very legs to his house or why did I dress so provocatively
in the first place if I wasn’t interested in getting la-id.
The sl@p stunned me that I could hear a sharp tuning sound
de-ep in my ear and the side of my face was burning. Anger
that I didn’t know was welling inside of me suddenly
consumed me and I swung my arm and sl@pped him too. I
caught him so unawares that he fell from the couch to the
floor with his hand placed against his cheek as he stared at
me in disbelief and shock.
“You sl@pped me?” He asked coldly. If eyes could kill, I would
have exploded un-der his malevolent glare but I tried to
appear strong and undaunted as I slowly sat up on the couch,
re-ady to flee. Unfortunately, before I could act, he slowly rose
to his feet and asked again. “You dare sl@p me?!”
“Me I want to go home.” I grumbled without looking up at him.
I carefully rose then tugged down my go-wn. As I started for
my luggage, he suddenly yanked me back and I staggered but
quic-kly regained my stamina.
“Where do you think you are going?!” He bawled, his eyes now
red and I knew that I was dead.
“I’M GOING HOME!” I retorted.
Then he chuckled. “This is surprising, even your w—e of a
sister does not have the guts to talk back at me and not only
did you do that, you also sl@pped me.”
“Eh…you sl@pped me first.” I stated without looking at his
face.
“Well, I can see that you don’t have any respect and I shall
deal severely with you today!” He stated then suddenly gr@bb
£d both my upper arms, trying to push me back on the couch
but I struggled. Not only was he more than a decade older
than I was, he was also stronger and instead of the couch, I
accidentally fell on the floor and he followed me to the floor,
wrestling with me and trying to rip my go-wn up or f0rç£ his
hands in between my th!ghs. I struggled with all my might but
when he realized that I was willing to relent, he started raining
sl@ps on my face. I squee-zed my eyes shut and averted my
face so that his f!ngersdidn’t get into my eyes and I fought
back blindly. I was crying, screaming and scratching like a
deranged girl. I was determined not to let him have his way
with me even though it cost me my life.
I succeeded in raking my f!ngernails across his face twice and
so to avoid them, he lifted his chin up out of reach and I could
only claw at his shoulders. When he noticed that going for my
upper b©dy was fruitless, he focused on my th!ghs now and
tried to separate them but I clamped them shut ti-ghter. He
dug his f!ngersin between my th!ghs and tried to pry them
ap@rt but I locked my ankles and continued trying to resist.
He grew frustrated and more angry and then suddenly punched
me on the th!gh. It hurt so bad and weakened my muscle that
my strength in that leg reduced. When he noticed it, he
punched the other th!gh ha-rder and that was even more
painful and I felt like I was going to die. My legs fell helpless
ap@rt, the muscles were like I was experiencing a cramp. I
cried the more. He p@rted my th!ghs and immediately took
off his bo-xers while leaning between my now open th!ghs.

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During our struggle, his man-hood had gone flaccid a bit, but
now, he gave it quic-k stro-kes to reawaken it. I knew that this
was my opportunity, I tried to hit him in ba-lls with my hand
but he caught my hand as if he had re-ad my thought, flung it
to the side and then landed me the h0ttest sl@p yet that
immediately caused a tear in my dry lower l!pand caused it to
start bleeding. He reached un-der my go-wn and began to
r0ûghly pu-ll at my p@n-ties. My legs were still weak and
there was little I could do with them. Weakly, I reached for my
p@n-ties and a tug of war began, he pu-ll-ed it downwards
and I tried to hold it up. He got angrier and pu-ll-ed it so ha-rd
that I heard it tearing.
When he finally had my p@n-ties out of the way, he lowered
his lower b©dy on me, while he was using one of his hands to
f0rç£ himself on me, he was pinning me down with the other
hand to restrain my struggles. I was in despair. I couldn’t
believe that this was about to happen to me. Just then, I
remembered the self-defense techniques my roommate in
school who was practicing Taekwondo had taught me.

Mustering enough courage in me even though I was skeptical
of it would work on such a big man like Daniel, I broke lose
from his hold and suddenly gr@bb£d his head with both hands
then pressed my thumbs ha-rd against his eyes which he had
closed in reflex when I had gr@bb£d his head. He screamed
and held my elbows, trying to pu-ll my hands away from his
eyes as I pressed ha-rder with my might, trying to push his
eyeba-lls back into his head.
When he finally succeeded in ripping my hands off his head, I
didn’t let him recover from that, I suddenly jammed the side of
my straightened hand against his throat and he suddenly
gagged, his hands flying to hold his throat now. In pain, he
rolled off me, coughing and gagging, seriously in pain as he
rolled on the floor, trying to breathe. I jumped to my feet now
and stared down at him. His face was swollen and I hoped
that I hadn’t crushed his windpipe even though I knew that he
deserved even worse.
“You bastard!” I hissed down at him. “You are an animal and
my sister never should have married such a beast as you! She
deserves better!” I kicked his stomach now since he was lying
on his side, still coughing seriously. I saw his man-hood and
before I could st©p my self, I stepped on the upper p@rt and
almost crushed it against the ha-rd floor and he howled out
like a wounded animal, writhing around. quic-kly, I hurried to
my luggage, gr@bb£d it, since it was too heavy to run with
and I knew that it would slow me down, I heft it upon my head
and ran out. The gateman saw me and began to wonder what
was chasing me but I said nothing to him. I dashed out into
the street and quic-kly st©pped the next bike I saw then
hopped on it without giving him a place of destination.
I knew that when Daniel recovered from what I had done to
him, he might probably come looking for me with the police
so I decided that going home was definitely not the best idea,
besides, my parents would reprimand me seriously if they
found out that I has refused to sleep with Daniel, let alone that
I even dealt seriously with him for trying to r@p£ me. I
st©pped at the ATM machine in one of the banks, withdrew
some cash which I had saved by selling airtime and female
undies in school. I st©pped next in an uncompleted building
and changed into something different then I went to the park
and paid for a bus that would take me to my school. I knew
that my parents would attempt to find me there but I had luck
on my side because neither of them even knew where I lived
in school. When the pas-s£ngers were complete and the door
and boot was shut, I was p@rtially relieved as the driver
started to drive out of the park after settling some park touts
who had helped arranged the luggage in the trunk.

♥️CHRIS♥️

I couldn’t get Victoria out of my head ever since I had missed
her at the mall. She had just been there, there, within my reach
and yet I hadn’t been able to get to her. Because of her, I had
gone to the mall everyday, hoping that I would bu-mp into her
again but all my efforts had been futile. I couldn’t really
concentrate at work nor eat like I used to. My world was now
bleak and it was simply because of one careless mistake. I
was sitting in my room trying to draft something up because I
was planning to relocate to the U.S. where I had schooled but
I had only been a bit reluctant because of Victoria. I had a
feeling that I would run into her again but I had no idea how
long I would have to wait. It had been six weeks now since I
saw her last and I wondered if she was still with her husband
or if she had finally left him like I hoped.

I heard footsteps on the stairs and when I looked up, I
realized that it was Uju. Surprisingly, she had st©pped
pressurizing me for S-x. At first, I was surprised because that
was unlike her but when I c@m£ home and saw something on
my couch one evening, I knew that whenever I went out, she
was bringing in someone to sleep with her but I didn’t really
care. I knew she had grown weary of me and had given up all
together at trying to s£dûç£me but she still made my meals
and cleaned the house. Back to reality, she drew closer, I
realized that she was all dressed up in a S-xy way and that
made me straightened up in my seat.
“Where are you going to?” I asked with a start.
“Club.” She simply said as her redl-ips moved to show that she
was chewing a gum.
I frowned. “And what could you possibly know about clubs?”
“Is it not where people go to have fun and meet other people.”
She said in a nas-ty way, averting her gaze and rolling her
eyes as she made bur-sting sounds with the gum in her mouth.

“And you are just going to walk out of this house as if you
know your way around Lagos.” I stated then stayed quiet for a
moment as I contemplated, finally, I sighed, deciding that
going along could help me relax too and also help clear my
mind, because ever since I had met Victoria in a club, I had
not patronized any till then. Since it was Friday night, watching
other people have fun might just help ease my worries. “Fine…”
I said as I rose and took my car keys from the coffee table.
“Let’s go.”
She gave me a frown. “Go where?”
“To the club of course.” I said.
“You want to go and spoil market for me, abi?” She said
tersely, a hand on her h!pwhile the other held a flat purse
against her l@p.
“What do you mean by spoil market for you?” I was puzzled.
“Don’t you know that men will refuse to approach me if I’m
seen with you?”
I chuckled. “Don’t worry, we are just going to go there together
but I as-sure you that I’m going to stay clear of your path once
we are in the club so that you can have all the fun you want.” I
as-sured her.
She contemplated for a moment then hesitantly agreed.
“Fine.” She walked out of the house while I followed her.
.

💙VICTORIA💙

“My friend, get up!” My friend Tanya threw a pillow at me as
she walked around the be-d to the wardrobe while the other,
Kehinde quic-kly hurried into my bathroom and shut the door.
I glanced at the door in confusion then asked Tanya who was
going throu-gh my wardrobe. “What’s wrong with Kehinde? Is
she pressed?” I asked.
Tanya simply glanced over her shoulder at me but before she
could answer, Kehinde opened the door and stuck her head
out. “Babe, abeg you get pad? (Babe, plea-se do you have
sanitary pad?)
“Shiooo!” Tanya said. “You don start? (Have you started your
menses?)”
Kehinde pouted. “This stupid thing just wanna ruin my night.”
“If e come, you go vex, if e no come, you go still vex. (If your
menses start, you get angry, if it does not, you still get angry.”
Tanya said then hissed and continued throu-gh my wardrobe.)
They were both my colleagues and somehow, we had
developed a fondness for one another and had become
friends.
“Didn’t you calculate that it would come today?” I asked Kehinde.

“I did, it’s supposed to come on Sunday not Friday. It means it
shifted backward.” Kehinde said unhappily.
“Okay o, sha don’t get any blood on my floor or toilet seat.” I
said as I scooted off my be-d and walked to my drawer to
pick a sanitary pad which I handed to Kehinde. “Make sure you
flush properly.” I told her.
“Thanks.” She mouthed and withdrew into the bathroom again.
I turned to look at Tanya now as I folded my arms un-der my
che-st. I realised that she had thrown several clothes on my
be-d. “Tanya, what exactly are you looking for?” I asked.
“Something for you to wear.” She answered without looking
back and or st©pping what she was doing.
“Why would I nee-d to wear clothes like this at 9 in the night?”
“You are going to club with us tonight.” She stated.

“I’m tired and have a headache.”
“You said that two Fridays ago. You are not getting out of this
easily, Vickie. You are going to the club with us whether you
like it or not.”
Just then I heard the toilet flushing and soon, Kehinde
emerged. “Xup, re-ady?” She beamed.
“I’m not going.” I said and sat down on a chair.
“Yes, you are. C’mon… Just a little fun won’t hurt. Just this
once, go to the club with us.”
“I don’t feel like going out at all.” I maintained my stand.
“plea-seeee….” Kehinde implored.
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Tanya turned from the wardrobe, holding up a short dress by
its hanger handle. “You don’t nee-d to beg her Kehinde,
whether she likes it or not, she’s going and even if I have to
f0rç£ these clothes on you and drag you across the hallway to
the car, you can bet that I will! Get a b©yfri£nd, no! Go out on
a d@t£ with the countless men begging for your attention, no!
Go to club, no! I’m tired of your no and you are going to get
your as-s up, get into this dress! Put some make up on, go to
the club, have some drinks and mingle with an interesting
fella! Case closed!” Tanya as-serted.

To Be Continued