DIANA
Weeks after the incident Branden wasn’t the same, he made sure to always put on a smile around me but I watched him sit alone on the balcony top, thinking. I could feel he was hurt. Seeing his only brother betray him and his father betray his mother.
With all that has happened I don’t think he might trust anyone anymore, seeing how bad his family had treated him. Branden was never a man to smoke but now he smokes often. He became seriously depressed and bothered.
Sometimes he lashes out on me for no reason particularly, I choose not to retaliate because I know he is hurting.
He drinks and wastes his self to sleep every night. It hurts me do deeply to see him this way. He has turned into a cold hearted man, I fear his ruthlessness and anger. I always make sure to give him whatever he needs whether I’m ok with it or not. His ruthlessness shows up more after he smokes or drinks.
As I laid down in the abyss of darkness, my eyes saw black and I went numb for a minute. I couldn’t feel Branden on the bed neither could I see anything.
It was another dark night alone, it suddenly became so normal to wake up without seeing Branden next to me. He was always at the balcony top smoking and drinking his sorrows away. I rose up from the bed and blindly ambled my way out of the room and into the balcony top.
There he was, sitting quietly, gazing at the stars above. Was there nothing I could do to make him happy again? His father has tried to reach out to him severally but he ignored.
For more than four weeks Sylvester has been in the prison, his mother had begged Branden to release Sylvester but as usual he turned a deaf ear to their pleas. Sometimes he doesn’t hide the depression but sometimes he does.
I was also a contributor to his depressing state, he reached out to me severally but I concluded that he was a cheat and liar when deep down he was fighting for us, for his life.
He engaged in an armed fight just to make sure I stay by his side but I still left at the end. I feel like a complete fool.
He tried everything in his power to make sure that I was safe but I was too oblivious to that fact. After that day I made a promise to always be by his side, I’ll never fall victim to a ploy or trap that would tarnish the love and unity we share.
The strong corrosive smell of tobacco saturated the environment like dew in a cold season. The smell was enough to get me choking.
I walked over to him, bent over and kissed his cheek from behind. “Baby please come to bed” I obliged. His eyes were red and immobile.
“Please” I held his tobacco and attempted to throw it when he held me by my hand and shot me bloodshot glares. I was scared to my bones.
Immediately I released his tobacco, I stood up and tried to walk away when his iron grip squeezed my hand.
“And where are you going to?”
“Nowhere I just want to…..”
“Why did you hold my tobacco?”
“I… I just”
“You just what?”
“I wanted you to quit smoking for now, it’s 5 am in the morning, isn’t it too early?” I murmur. An unknown wave of fear creeped in, leaving my legs jelly and weak. Sometimes I forget how ruthless he has become, if I upset him he might do something quite hurtful to me.
“Diana” his grip on my shoulder caused shivers to run down my spine, all I wanted was for him to take a break from all the smoking and alcohol.
“Don’t get me upset, I’ll unleash myself on you if you try me” he pushed me to the floor and gazed down at me. His eyes red and dark, covered in gross darkness.
“Crawl to the bed” he ordered, his voice grew dark and cold. With his eyes still stationed on me I forced my legs to move as I crawled slowly like a little child. I was beyond confused, what exactly was going on? Why is he asking me to crawl my way to the bed.
“Faster! Since you don’t want to rest I’ll make you get no rest” he uttered menacingly as he walked behind me.
“Stop there!” he commanded. Fear gripped my whole being, I because as stiff as a statue.
He bent down and pushed my hair behind my earlobe, a crooked smile appeared on his face. I sat there, still confused as I was initially. In the blink of an eye he gripped my night gown and tore it apart, another heavy wave of fear saturated my whole body.
“Braden??! What are you doing?” I uttered in terror, in fearfulness I reversed my step backwards to avoid and escape him but he didn’t stop. Branden pulled me back to where he was kneeling and forcefully tried to rip out my bra, which he was successfully in doing.
“Branden please stop” I begged. Her ignored my pleas and proceeded to pull out my panties as well. I didn’t ask for this, I don’t want this. I shaked my legs to avoid him pulling down my panties but all my efforts turned futile. This man was so keen on having sex with me, he was intoxicated and high on tobacco. Soon I was on the floor completely naked and terrified.
I continued to plead and beg for his mercy but that didn’t stop him from fulfilling his wants. He quickly undressed himself and pinned me to the room floor, his eyes examined my naked being from head to toe causing a smirk to appear on his lips. In spur of the moment, Branden landed his huge hands on my thighs and pulled my legs closer to him. His grip on me caused my thighs to clench automatically.
“Where do you think you’re going to? Who gave you the audacity to disturb my peace?” He slapped his long hard length on my clit.
I winced in pain, a sudden ache hit the walls of my clit.
“I’m sorry….. please” I continued to beg him like a slave.
“Open those legs for me you bitch!” he forced my legs apart and covered my body with his. I struggled more to release myself from him but his hold on me was too heavy.
“Braden baby please stop, are you trying to rape me?” my eyes began to release the tears it held back. It rolled down my cheeks as Branden placed his huge hand over my mouth and forced his full length into me without a warning.