She quickly covered her hand around her chest but it was aimless.
“Get out!!! Now!!” She yelled, looking for her towel, then she remembered she left it back in the room.
“C’mon sassy queen.” He pleaded moving closer to her while she walked back.
“Stop there! Don’t come closer!” She warned sternly but he didn’t listen.
She got to the wall and he caged her in between. She gulped down nothing.
“Have anyone ever told you how beautiful you are??” He asked senselessly.
“Get out! Now!!!” She yelled again and tried pushing him but he was way stronger.
“Why?? You’re my wife and I have every right to f-__-k you, anytime and anywhere… Please let me have this thing, my little monster needs it so badly, please…” He pleaded like he was about to cry.
Her eyes went down to his boxers and it widened like saucers. His bulge could visibly be seen.
“No!!” She said and pushed him very hard this time and she began running out of the bathroom, her @zz pouncing as she ran.
His eyes widened and his bulge increased even more that he began chasing after her.
“Please sassy queen.” He could cry if she turned him down right now.
“Stop this madness Miguel!” She shouted running away and he kept chasing her around the room pleading seriously… He was at the verge of tears, the torture was becoming too much.
“Please!!!” He cried.
“Stop this!” She made to rush into the bathroom but he caught her by her arm.
He pushed her roughly on the bed. “No stop this!” She warned crawling on the bed as he removed his boxers.
Her eyes widened when she saw his size. Fear gripped her.
Look at what you’ve done to me.” He said, pointing at his erected member.
“No no no Miguel, you can’t do this!” She whimpered and tried to stand up from the bed but he grabbed her back.
“Shush, you’ll enjoy it, trust me.” He whispered and kissed her forcefully.
She hit his chest severally, trying to push him off. The fear in her increased as a familiar scene played in her hair.
~~~
“Let me go!!” She cried as the boy pushed her back in the bed. Her glasses fell. It was dark in the room so she couldn’t see his face.
She began hearing sounds, like he was unbuckling his belt.
‘No no… God please help.’ She prayed inwardly as she tried looking for her glasses in the dark, she can’t see without it.
“Please let me go. I’m a virgin.” She cried as she shifted on the bed.
“Shhh… Let’s have fun.” He said and she knew he had join her on the bed.
She shook her head. She can’t possibly lose her virginity to a stranger.
“No please! Don’t do this!” She begged, even though she couldn’t see him.
He paid deaf ear to her pleas as he dragged her on the bed and he torn her clothes successfully in the dark.
“No please!!! Someone help!!” She cried as he stripped her neck.
She couldn’t push him off, she was just a weak and naive young lady.
“Please!!”
“Arghhh!!!! Nooo!!!” She cried as he pushed his full size into her at once.
~~~
Tears slid down her eyes, she couldn’t go through the same trauma the second time.
She couldn’t afford to bear the same pain a second time.
“Please!!” She cried and as if a scale fell off his eyes. He left her immediately.
Guilty washed his face as she cried. He didn’t know what came over him, he couldn’t control himself anymore.
He left the bed. “I’m-I’m sorry.” He apologized and tried to touch her but she shifted back crying.
He took back his hands, a tear fell down his eye and he quickly rushed into the bathroom.
Her cries filled the room as the old memories flushed back.
°°°°°
The ringing of the phone on the bed stand buzzed in the room. It was Mr and Mrs Adams room.
The door opened and Mr Adams walked in. He arrived home a while ago and was now dressed in a casual outfit.
He walked up to the phone which had already stopped ringing and pick it up.
It began ringing almost immediately. Clara, that was the caller’s ID. He looked back at the door and walked to the window before picking up the call.
“Good evening Sir.” A feminine voice could be heard.
“Evening Clara. How’s everything there??” He asked looking at the streets through the window.
“Honestly Sir, it’s not fine.” Clara said.
“What’s wrong?? How’s Ricky??” He asked.
“He’s becoming persistent by each passing day. He really wants to see her… I’m afraid he might run away… You should try talking to her again.” She said.
“I will but for now you have to handle Ricky… I’ll do something about this, you know everything… She’s not yet to open up.” He muttered sadly.
“I understand but she has to accept him…”
“Yeah, can I talk to him?” He asked.
“He’s asleep.” She said.
“Oh… I miss him so much, I’ve been busy lately that I can’t come to see him.” He said.
“It’s okay, he misses you as well… I think you should come see him soon.”
“I…”
“José!” He heard Isa’s voice and he had to end the call quickly.
“I’ll talk to you later Clara, she’s coming.” He said and Clara understood who he was talking about.
“Okay Sir.”
The room door opened almost immediately. “Sure Martinéz, trust me…” He smiled turning to see Isa who was standing with a smile.
He started walking to her. “Okay Martinéz, I’ll talk to you later… I’ve gat to attend to my beautiful wife.” He said and pecked her cheek, as he got to her.
He dropped the call.
“Lemme guess, you two were talking about Yolanda and Miguel.” She smiled.
“Yes.”
“I want to talk to her but she doesn’t pick my calls.” She muttered sadly.
“I told you not to bother much about it, she’ll change someday.” He assured, wrapping his hand around her neck.
“I hope so. I miss my baby.” She sulked.
“C’mon, it’s fine.” He said, hugging.
He heaved a sigh of relief. He’s been keeping this their secret from her for so long now.
Sigh…
TBC…