DIE!!! Episode 1

DIE!!!

EPISODE 1 . . . . . . . . . .

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 travelled 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 poke
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 though te
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
hae 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.

TO BE CONTINUED...(episode 2)

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