“He’s out Cold”
“You mean he’s Dead?”
I knelt down in front of Chukwuma, taking his chin in my left hand. Blood poured from the gash on his head and ran down my hands.
I did feel him as he picked me up in his arms and carried me out of Chukwuma’s house in Rumuodara Street, Aba.
I was struggling to breathe but my heart beat kept accelerating fast but some how my mind was hiding somewhere back in the dark.
Luke looked down at my white face and lying against his chest and whispered to my ears “you are in shock, but don’t worry i will take care of you, now i know you are mine, i will never share you with another, he laughed.”
I felt numbed and lifeless but i had no more strength in me to fight him. My mind wandered back to how it all started……..
It was a cool December night that fateful day, my friends and i were all set for these party at the Hilton which was organized by a dignitary for his daughter’s return from the U.S.A.
We were all so excited as we dressed for these party. We knew at the end of the day, we would be in for fun in return for the cash we would get. Now i and my friends did all sorts of stuff from drinking heavily, smoking grass, clubbing excessively and getting laid with whoever we wanted to get down with. We all lived a very dangerous and rough life.
I was an expert at playing the field. Oh boy! How i loved these game! I called it programming. Many at times five guys would meet each other in my apartment and i would end up programming them in a manner that they would never know my game and especially my friends would help me divert their attention by taking them out or behaving as if they were lovers, and what if they knew my game? I never cared anyway.
These was the kind of life i lived and i must tell you that i loved every bit of it. That was living life in the fast lane, yes the fast lane that finally lead me into the story that changed my life.
At the party i hit it off immediately with Luke. I have a very gentle, quite and innocent disposition that makes you feel you just met a novice of the century and these was the undoing of many men both young and old. Yes, Luke!
He was such a looker, very handsome and confident exactly the kind of man i like to have. The more handsome and confident the more likely you will end up being my fling. I never liked these kind of guy they really irritated me.
We ended up leaving the party together and what a night….(sighs).But it never ended there, he kept coming back for more especially when i introduced him to grass and excessive alcohol. He would never let me rest.
I only tolerated him because of the good money he gave me, otherwise i felt it was time to drop him. I started making him see the other men in my life and the kind of girl i really was but shockingly he kept begging for my love insisting i go home with him every night.
I really became tired of him because i was not used to dating a particular man for three months so i was so bored with the relationship. Luke later proposed marriage to me and that was the height of it all and decided to end the farce of a relationship.
The night i went home with him which was supposed to be the night i will kiss him good bye,that was how i met his friend Chukwuma that came in from Aba to visit him. I was so taken in by him that i completely forgot about Luke. He was so enraged with jealousy that he dragged me from the sitting room to his bedroom and practically raped me threatening to kill me if i cheated on him with his friend.
I was so angry that i decided to do just that after all, it was my game. The more i got to know Chukwuma, The better i liked him and knew he was just my kind of man. I seduced him cheaply and soon had a relationship going on with him. He was bent on making me to stop smoking grass and quit excessive drinking which he eventually did.
I knew i fancied these man but i knew it was not love and for me that was a new beginning. If getting down with these man all day and having that deep rooted need met then to me maybe i was falling for him, after all. At least i could fancy these man, that was a real good start for me, being a no good player.
He later went back to Aba and invited me to come over. All i knew was that one week in Aba, later turned to one month and then my girl friends started complaining that i hardly spent time with them because i was rarely around. I tried to make it up but could not because Chukwuma always needed me around him.
It kind of funny because i that was an expert in running away from commitment of all sorts, was being patiently helped by Chukwuma to build a relationship and these was a new chapter in my life. But i had a real big problem which was Luke.
My continued absence made him mad with anger and finally he got to know through a friend of Chukwuma that we were preparing to get married.Me? Marry? A rotten call girl like me that has never kept any relationship?
That fateful day Luke crashed in on us in Chukwuma’s apartment at Aba and there was a show down. He begged me to go with him and marry him which i bluntly refused. He threatened not to hurt Chukwuma if i came back to him, i still refused him. I told him to forget about me because i was not worth his love.
He shouted his love at me which i bluffed and these made him very angry that he hit out very hard at Chukwuma who fell backwards and struck his head against the wrought iron center table in his sitting room and died instantly.
Luke bent down to feel his pulse, but there was none. He shouted for joy that his enemy was gone. That is how i ended up in Luke’s life again.
The hunter now became the hunted. I later learnt that Chukwuma’s remains were later found and buried and his death was caused by a fall.
CAN THERE EVER BE A DAWN OF A NEW DAY FOR ME? Readers, the point is that i am so scared. I am being forced into a relationship with a murderer who is so obsessed and possessed with me. These obsession to possess its really frightening with the intent to kill so very strong.
Dear readers, please i need your urgent advice on how to walk away from these horror and nightmare before it claims my life.
Thank you for your quick response to my plight.
