(A MUST READ FOR BOTH SINGLES AND MARRIED)
I turned around as I heard someone called my name, it was Rose. I signaled to her to hurry up as I took my seat beside my other co-workers.
It was already some minutes past four and like we always did, we would meet at the cafeteria and gist about ridiculous things for about an hour before we would all go home in our different cars.
I worked for a Telecommunication Company at Victoria Island and there was no much time to chit-chat for ladies, so we always did that after closing period. The Cafeteria was noisy as always, while others were busy getting their bags from the lockers, some like us were busy catching up with our friends.
“Hey, look at you, I could barely recognize you this morning” Rose said, embracing me after we both took our seats.
“Your wedding was beautiful, God! I am so happy I didn’t miss it!” Laura declared as she stuffed her mouth full with doughnut.
I smiled. “I would have killed you had it been you missed it” I replied jokingly.
“So how is Henry?’ asked Cynthia.
“He is fine” I replied , switching on my phone. I noticed they both exchanged glances. “What was that about?”
“You always seem somehow whenever it comes to this.” Laura continued for her.
“Comes to what?” I snapped.
“The details babe! Your first night…we want to know everything. It’s been more than two weeks and it’s like you don’t want to talk about it. You remember how you kept telling us you wanted your first night to be special? Now that you are no longer a nun, please tell us everything” Laura begged excitedly.
“Did you scream? Did it hurt? How was Henry? Is he good you know…stuffs like that.” Rose completed for her.
I was quiet for a while and I know my eyes must have probably frozen over. My inside was damp all of a sudden and I had to bit my lips to stop me from crying.
I looked at their faces lit with excitements. I wanted to say something but I couldn’t. I was the one who started this. When Rosa got married, I made sure she told us everything right from their leaving the reception, the same thing with Cynthia and it became a tradition. I was the only v!rgin amongst them before I got married. I told them I needed their experiences for my wedding night.
Then I remembered how it all happened 2weeks ago ……..
“I said lie down!” He shouted at me sending me a hot slap which landed me on the bed. I must have gone blind or deaf that instance because the only thing I could hear was some ringing in my ears.
By the time I realized what was happening, I felt a needle jammed into my arm and I passed out.
By the time I came to reality, the back of my skull throbbed like a whore’s heart. I tried to check my arm and then I realized I couldn’t move. Something was restraining my arms and feet. I could barely raise my head too. Everywhere was hazy and spinning, it was like I was paralyzed but not completely. Luckily, I was able to turn my head to the entrance where Henry was bound. One of the men was talking with him, still pointing the gun at him. He was the one out of the two whose eyes were left uncovered. I struggled to hear what he was saying and why they had to be hush about it. I could hear a word but my brain refused to register so I gave up.
“Hey, she’s awake”
I heard the other announced and then both Henry and the man stared at me. Henry looked at me with so much pity and terror. He struggled against the ropes and plasters but it was useless. I shut my eyes and opened them as the first man came closer. He was big and his eyes were filled with pure hatred.
I felt him climb unto the bed beside me… A tremor of panic vibrated in my core. I couldn’t do anything, not to even lift a finger. Then I realized, whatever content they had put in my arm was having its full effect on me.
No!no! This must not happen! God please help me!
Then he slowly lifted my wedding gown and patted my legs while he knelt in between, unbuckling his belt. Everywhere was still spinning but I knew what was about to happen. I could feel the sweat, the throbbing of my own eyes, the ringing of my own silent screams. Hesitantly, my eyes went to Henry who apparently was no more struggling but whose eyes were now shut as hot tears flooded his cheeks.
I felt him inside of me and I shut my eyes as the paralyzing hurt spread inside me through my entire body. Sharp pain tore into somewhere deep down in my belly and colorful spot flashed in my brain…
The pain took me far away but deep inside myself to some primitive place where I could handle that kind of pain that preceded de@th.
Memories of my younger days flashed through my memory as I recalled how I had wanted my wedding night to be special…I had wanted my husband to d!sflower me and now that had been forcefully taken away from me by an unknown m0nster….
To be continued…