Monday 20 July 2015

DIE! Episode 1

Hey there! This short story is written by one of our members and it is titled 'DIE!', I'm sure you would enjoy it;

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Benedicta lay still on her twin bed, her eyes were wide open in that dark hour because neither her brain nor her heartbeat were resting. She could picture the inevitable event that would happen next. Her gaze traveled constantly towards the open base of her door, she wanted to see the intruder first before the creaking of her door did, she could feel her heart thumping hard against her chest, like robbers banging the landlord's door. Bene wanted to pray but aside not knowing what to say, she also could not decipher whether her young poor self wanted what was coming or not. So, if she prayed for it, then she was a devil, and if she didn't, that would be against her wish. She only did what she could – stare and wait! When the light ray below her door was disturbed by a moving shadow, Benedicta knew the hour had come. She took a deep breath and fought her heartbeat to calm.
The opening of her door welcomed more brightness form the corridor's bright halogen bulb and in between the door, stood the silhouette of a very much expected young man. This is the real devil himself who she had
spent the sleepless night expecting, his name –Marcus.

Benedicta squinted to see his silhouette – he was well built, tall and his handsome face was barely visible in the dark room. He closed the door behind himself quietly and flicked the room switch on. Benedicta felt the harsh ray
of light sprawl on herself. She adjusted her sleeping position and made her stagy snore louder.
"Sleeping?" He teased, his baritone voice stunned Benedicta as usual, and she marveled at how she not yet gotten used to that, he chuckled quietly and turned the light back off.

The next steps he took towards her made her both hungry and overfed with him. She wish she could disappear in that dark and leave him hungry forever, but because she had no super power (and she also wanted it in a way), she couldn't resist the hands that danced over her night gown mildly.
Benedicta was just fifteen, tall, full and very attractive. She had features of someone almost four years older and many of her mates envied her for this. She didn't hide what she had, her outfits were usually tempting and knowing men, that was a plus to her.

Benedicta was always careful not to be careless; she knew many wolves wanted to take advantage of her, so she was always observant about where she goes, when she goes and with whom she goes.
Her carefulness met its waterloo when her parents brought her to this missionary house three weeks back to stay with her uncle's family. Benedicta's dad and mum were going on a business trip and the safest place they thought she could stay was with Uncle Joel (a pastor in the orthodox assembly).
She stayed safe for a week until Uncle John's only son – Marcus started getting interested in her.

After church service one Tuesday evening, he was having his bath in the second bathroom near the store when she incautiously barged into the bathroom. She saw his manhood almost immediately.

Benedicta ran out without a word, shy to her bones; and when he was done, he walked straight into her room and charged at her.
"You were stalking! Weren't you?" He shrieked, making her bewildered.
She fidgeted out of fear, her poor fifteen year old self not having any knowledge of the implication of what she had done. If this wasn't going to be disclosed to anyone else by him, she had a price to pay. And since he threatened so powerfully, it didn't take long before she concurred.
Many nights, they both don't sleep until he had visited her and was satisfied, but she never gave her total self to him, and so it was like force anyway – like rape. Her night gown was coming off slowly now, and his other hands were pinching her 'chesticles' playfully. Her snore maintained it's volume, even though she knew that Marcus knows that she wasn't sleeping, yet she preferred to be raped as one who was over sleeping rather that someone consenting.

He bent over her, (save her pant she was naked), his breath warming her eyes as he attempted to speak into the left one.
"Benedicta, stop pretending to be sleeping."

He whispered into her ears and then bit it gently. She shuddered. "You know today is Valentine?"
'Valentine!' Benedicta thought, her poor fifteen year old fantasy about Val was exaggerated. She could already see him making million proposals to beautify the day for her, and so what he would say next to her made her eager to listen. She stopped snoring, and her eyes opened slightly to catch his face. Before he spoke, he poked his right index finger under her, making her moan desperately, "My girl friend is coming today. I want you to help treat her well."
'Girlfriend!' Benedicta winced, 'Is he insane? If he had a girlfriend, then who am I to him, and why have I not met her?' She wondered disappointedly.

"What I actually meant was that Daddy would not like to see her, so we may need to use your room, all you need do is just cover up by telling him that she is your friend."
At that point, Benedicta flinched off from under him. If that was the case, she wouldn't cooperate.
Benedicta staggered out of the bed completely, and stood beside it. Her skin felt cold from the early morning chill air. The corner of her eye caught sight of Marcus sitting up on the bed.

"Marcus, I can't!" Her voice was naïve, she felt ashamed that she had been soo treated.

All the while, Benedicta had been thinking that Marcus loved her. Her poor self had thought the night creep and horny moments were expressions of love altogether, but the request that had been voiced out more like a command stabbed her like a knife.

"Benedicta! Are you insane? See, . . . tsk. . .what have you been thinking?. . . You really don't know I have a girlfriend?. . . Wait, were you thinking I loved you? Hey girl, don't be a fool."
Benedicta shook unsteadily; she covered her chest with crossed arms as she shivered from both cold and embarrassment. 'So he knew that, he knew that I thought he loved me?. . . so he was just taking advantage of me all along and was using it to kill me!'
"Marcus, do you really have a girlfriend?" Her naïve voice still maintained the quietness that was necessary if they weren't going to alert the adults.

"I swear."

Benedicta burst into quiet sobs. She felt totally ashamed of herself, this was the first man she knew and it had created a kind of admiration for him in her heart. Now, with what he was saying, she felt cheated and betrayed. "You are a devil!"
He stood to calm her but she fought herself away from his grip, "how dare you use me like this? You have uselessed me"

"Hey Bene, calm down. If you call my parents into this, we would both be guilty, and with that you won't be helping matters at all."

Benedicta kept mute, sobbing still. He
attempted to continue caressing her but she slapped his hands at every attempt.

Seeing that she was totally done with 'getting on', he left the room and sneaked out as usual."


End of Episode 1

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3 comments:

  1. eya what a poor girl hmmmm.. . . men are wicked shs looking forward for the episode two

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  2. Very interesting sad story. As for me, I cannot allow any of my children to stay with anybody, I trust no one, we live in a wicked world.

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