THE MAID

"Stupid Girl!Did your poverty stricken mother ever have a China plate in her life? Ify literally spat out, a spray of saliva shot out of her mouth.
More streams of abuses followed as
Ify yelled and squeezed Ufoma’s ears.

Ufoma was kneeling on the kitchen floor with the broken pieces of the plate scattered around.

It didn’t matter that the plate had slipped out of her hands when some of the hot water which Ify had spilled poured on her legs.

 It didn’t matter that the skin on Ufoma's legs were the hot water touched, was beginning to peel.

Neither did it matter that Ufoma had been forced to kneel on the floor that was littered with shattered fragments of the broken plate.

PAY BACK!!!

Destiny said something.But Ivy was light years away.She remembered Christie's wedding day,the way the gown flowed on her body,how happy she looked.

It had indeed been a beautiful ceremony.Of course the groom's family had spared no expense.Everything was over the top, from the Wedding gown to the decor.

Ivy remembered her own tears that day,seeing her baby sister walk down the aisle towards the love of her life.

....the love of her life.

THE ABUSER......(her story)

Why doesn't he fight back?why does he just sit there and take it?what sort of man(if I can still call him a man) lets a woman smack him around for the sake of love?

THE SWEET DEAL

Olisa walked out of the house, like a gentleman. He had on a gray suit tailored by brooks brothers, bespoke for him. A Hublot Classic Fusion Haute Joaillerie glittered on his wrist, and black handmade Tanono Crisci shoes, completed his ensemble. When he got outside the house, he put on a pair of Chopard’s sunglasses, to protect his eyes from the harsh glare of the sun. He walked to his car port, got into a silver Bentley and drove out of his villa.

THE ABUSER pt 2

So much blood......His body lay twitching on the floor.I watched the knocked over bowl of egusi soup mixing with the dark crimson fluid that oozed out of Kenneth's opened mouth.

I couldn't believe how easy it had been.
'Heat up the soup and pour in the  small box  of broken razor blades.Serve the food, then stand and watch him die'.
I must admit, after years of "beatings" I honestly didn't think  I could go through with this.

Over the years, Kenneth had broken my ribs,dislocated my shoulder,broken my nose and Sexually Abused me more times than I can remember.
For months I had contemplated suicide, being trapped in this house with no one to talk to. not knowing when HE was going to return and not knowing WHAT he was going to do.It was a terrifying way to live.I didn't know if I had the strength to go on until  I'd spoken to Kingsley.
The truth is,Kenneth never knew that the contact saved as "Electrician" on my phone was actually his brother's number.

THE ABUSER!!!!

She's staring at me from the ground.Her bloodstained face, full of tears.I clench and unclench my fist..feeling the dark anger inside me rise again.
Then I hit her again....and again....and again until her screams turn to pitiful whimpers of pain.
"kenneth....please!" she says in a small voice as she hides her face in her hands.
I stand over her for a little while longer as the darkness inside me slowly subsides.
Maybe in a perfect world, I shouldn't have hit her. Maybe in a perfect world I should control myself more.But we don't live in a perfect world .
In the world we live in,She's my wife....A wife must submit to her husband.....or is that not what the Bible says?

THE "BIRTHDAY OUTING"

"He's staring at you"Ade whispered in her ear.
His words chilled her like minute icicles on her skin.

She knew what they meant.It was like the whisper of a phantom in her ear.In an instant she was panic stricken.She felt tremors down her spine as she turned to look.

The man who was staring at her was gorgeous to behold.
He was tall,lean muscled with the dark intense eyes of a seducer.He didn't just stare,he devoured her with his eyes.In his gaze was a demonic-hunger she knew meant only one thing.

She tore her eyes away from this Dark-angel and stared at Ade.
"Please,"she pleaded with him.But Ade's mind seemed already made up.

He grinned an evil grin as he took another drag from his cigarette.

"Please,....its my birthday"she said to her boyfriend as more people entered the bar.
She knew the Dark stranger was still staring at her. In fact,she'd known from when they'd entered the small bar in V.I.
Most Lagos-players would stare at a pretty Girl for briefly(or at least respectfully)especially when they knew you were standing with a guy who was CLEARLY. Your BOYFRIEND.

But not this Dark stranger.
Hell No!
He stared with enough audacity to make you uncomfortable.

She'd hoped he'd get bored and stop staring at some point.....he didn't.

And now she was in trouble BIG Trouble.
The kind of trouble she didn't need on her birthday.

HIT ME BABY

I remember a conversation I had with  a girl on a blind date a few years back.
I hate blind dates by the way.
As a rule, a blind date is kinda like ordering an unfamiliar dish  from the menu.All you have to go on, is the waiter’s recommendation and a name.You have no idea what the food is going to taste like or even look like until it arrives