NOBLE PENS

We got home and continued with our normal lives. Its been two weeks now since I left the hospital. Family and friends have paid me several visits during the space of this two week. It was like I just gave birth to a child and every body wants to see and play with the baby, but this case is different. At least according to the doctor I was drugged and fell asleep for three days. I smiled at everyone, but the devil himself (uncle bayo) never came and I wasn't even expecting him. Sometimes I just wish I had super powers that could kill anybody I wished dead. It was hard for me to get back to my normal life for the first week but I had no choice. I had come back from work and found Bruce in the living room watching his favourite TV series " THE FLASH " . I also followed up the movie up to season 2 but I later lost interest because I was getting confused and sometimes by the time I came back, Bruce would have watch the TV series beyond the part where I stopped so...........

I woke up to the sound of people shouting and exchanging words over my head. Me : awwwwww ............what's going on here? (Then it dawned on me that I was in a hospital with my family on one side and my in-laws on the other side including uncle bayo ) Seeing uncle bayo made me realise that I was raped, but he wore this innocent look but I knew he wasn't, seeing him made me jerk in my bed then I saw Bruce sitting on the chair close to me looking at me with delight. Then I asked again Me: what's going on here? Bruce: you see I told you she'll be fine, so all this fuss was for nothing because you guys were not helping with all the blames you guys were pushing (he said looking in the direction of my parents and uncle bayo ).......(then he faced me ) everything is fine my dear, how's your head? How was your short nap? Then my mum interrupted..... Mum: sleeping for three good days without opening not even one eye is a nap to yhu eh?!..............

I woke up still feeling dizzy and wasted. This must have been a very crazy dream. I woke up when I heard a car horn at the gate, and with a blurry eye I peeped through the window and saw Bruce's car driving in. As Bruce's car zoomed into the compound I was shocked when I found myself naked with something irritating like sperm. It smelt like sperm. Gosh! It was sperm, in a hurry I washed my face in the bathroom and ran to the sitting room hoping to find uncle bayo. Then I felt this excruciating pain in my ass. It was so painful that I couldn't walk to the door to welcome Bruce. Then I sat by the staircase. I could hear Bruce's voice from the staircase.  " Hello dear........where are you?, my love. Where are you at? ". All that came to my head was a question which I couldn't phantom or get a reply to. " Was this a dream or a spiritual attack?"   Because we nigerians, we are known to believe in spiritual attacks than physical attacks. ...

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"Charley I chilling by the pool side On a cool day, saw this girl from a distance, she fine die with a cute smile and a big yansh , I'm sure she's an halfcast . I say no time to day waste time as a sharp guy so I ginger the........ " This was the song I was listening to, a song from my favourite artist lil kesh ft Mr Eazi. Mehn this song is dope. Yhu guys should try and listen to this song. I was home alone staying with my senior sister who just got married, Aunty bisoye. Aunty bisoye was the first born in our family followed by brother kunle, then brother jimi who is late now, then finally the baby of the house, ME. I lost my dad when I was just 6, by then my senior sister was through with her school and was serving in ondo state. She and my elder brothers had to do menial jobs just to take care of me and my mum. They were more concerned about our welfare than theirs. They had to do jobs that they wouldn't do under normal circumstances. We were li...

Then he looked at me and said.. Uncle bayo : I don't trust yhu, yhu can just kill me without anybody knowing and I have this feeling that yhu want to kill me because of what happened. I know yhu have the right to harbour such thought but I don't want to die now. So eat this meat so that I'll know if yhu want to kill me or not. I'll not eat unless the meat has digested in yhur stomach and yhu are still okay. With disgust I ate the meat because I couldn't stand him anymore. The meat tasted slightly different so I thought maybe it was because the soup was cold.    After a while he washed his hands and smiled. Then he took a mold of the semovita and dipped it in the stew and swallowed it. I remembered I was watching him when I yawned and was feeling dizzy I didn't want him ransacking my kitchen so I still stayed in the sitting room knowing fully well that I could doze off at anytime. He was still eating the food when I blacked out. I had a dream where I was wit...

After the tea and egg, we both went for another hot, sexy and sassy round of sex. It was blissful however we never had sex so as to reproduce or make babies because I still needed to enjoy my freedom a little longer and Bruce was .....ummmmm......let's say not yet ready. He needed to take good care of his newly wedded wife. After our honeymoon week had ended. We both resumed work, receiving congratulations from virtually everybody who heard about my wedding, and some were also apologising, giving reasons why they were not present at the wedding and stuff.  Work was stressful as usual but it was fun because the work load which was normally placed on my desk had reduced maybe as a way of pampering me and congratulating me. I felt like a queen in the office because I was mostly less busy and I was always sleeping because through out the honeymoon Bruce always woke me up at night for the usual dose of his drug which he made sure lasted till dawn. Two months had passed after the weddi...