Nightmare on her Street!

She met him at work.

She was new and he was friendly. They got talking and found that they'd attended thesame high school albeit a really long time ago! yay! He'd been a year ahead of her, and even though she couldn't really remember having met him, it was okay, at least she now had a friend at the new office.

They became fast friends. She popped in to say hi as soon as she got to work, and he did thesame. Then he asked her one day if she'd like to hang out, she said it was impossible to get away for a whole night but she'd look for a way around it.

She loved dancing and he said he did too.

This fateful day, she'd been able to spin her folks, told some story about having to work overnight at the office...

He took her to his house (he had a really big house), where they rested for a bit, picked up another friend of his and hit the roads ready for a night out. They visited some clubs and finally settled for one. She started dancing and so did he. She had only one drink but he had several... then he started getting touchy, trying to paw her on the dance floor, she shook him off and kept dancing with him and his buddy.

By 3 a.m, the music was getting louder and she was having fun. Then he said they should head home, she was perplexed, she thought they were going to dance all night and drink as many coffees as it took to stay awake at work the next day. He said he needed to rest so he could function at work the next day. She felt a little wary about going to sleep over at his house, but she definitely couldn't head home this late, her aunt would throw a shit fit! besides his house was closer.

So she grudgingly followed him home. He took her to a room on the first floor of the house and left, she breathed a sigh a of relief, grateful that he was gentlemanly enough to give her her own room.

She decided to go straight to sleep without changing, afterall there were only about 3 hours till morning. Then she heard the door open and saw him come back in, she asked him if he'd forgotten something and he shook his head. He said he wanted to spend the night next to her, she tensed at his words but said nothing.

He got into the bed, fortunately it was a big one, and she moved to the farthest end of it. Then he reached out to touch her, she stiffened and told him in no uncertain terms that she wasn't attracted to him that way.

And that was when the horror began...

He got really mad and forced her to face him. Then he told her in a voice she didnt recognize, that he was going to have his way with her whether she consented to it or not. He said he'd always wanted to do this and that how could she have been so stupid not to have noticed?

She was trembling now. Tendrils of fear coming uncurled in her mind, reaching out into every vein in her body... this was her greatest fear coming to pass...

Hoping to reason him out of it, she said they were just friends and that she wasnt ready to take it further than that.

That infuriated him!

He shoved her off the bed with a crazed look in his eyes and asked why they couldn't be more, did she think he wasn't good enough for her? She said she was sorry, that she hadn't implied that. He said it was fine, so long as he had his way.

She was on her period and she told him as much, he shook his head, pinned her down, stripped off her jeans and pulled down her panties. She was crying now, begging him to stop. She felt so humiliated and terrified. Who was this guy? where was the nice, gentle guy who'd befriended her over the weeks?

He was undaunted by her her tears, he kept up a monologue the whole time he was derobing her, telling her how he was going to rape her tonight and how nothing could stop him. He saw her soiled sanitary towel, pulled it out, looked at it and asked himself out loud if he was this wicked, she was hoping in her heart that he would change his mind. But he didnt, he said the blood would only serve as a lubricant. She was horrified!

He stood up to pee and she saw it as an opportunity to flee. Without bothering to dress, she ran towards the stairs, he went after her, caught up with her, slapped her resoundingly across the face. He told her not to bother screaming cuz nobody would hear her and that if she tried running away again, she would regret it.

She whimpered silently while he dumped her unceremoniously on the bed and proceeded to run his hands all over her, not the least bit bothered by the blood trickling unto her thighs and the bed.

She started pleading, begging him to stop, telling him to rethink this. This wasnt how she wanted her first time to be. That excited him more! she was a virgin! He leered at her lasciviously and told her she was a fool for staying a virgin, had her boyfriends been gay or plain stupid?

She told him she would place a curse on him if he raped her. That earned her another slap and infuriated him no end, coupled with the fact that he couldn't get it up which he blamed her for. Eventually, he poised himself at her orifice and thrust... but he couldn't get in, she was way too tight and small... He got angry and ordered her to relax!

She couldn't help herself, she started praying out loud, telling God she was sorry and that if he got her out of this mess intact, she was never gonna spin any more tales to her folks, she would never go out with any guy again, she would never go dancing again... She was trembling all over... her heart was beating wildly...

He persisted...

She resisted...

She kept praying, even speaking in tongues she hadnt known she was capable of.

Suddenly he stopped trying... it was no use he said. Then he made her take him in her mouth... both to silence her and to get the release he craved. Her head was mercilessly moved back and forth till he was satisfied...

It was 6 a.m and she had just experienced the worst night of her entire existence. He slept off while she sat huddled in a corner, wishing she could disappear or kill him. She felt the cold start to spread from her insides, she couldnt stop shivering...

He woke up an hour later and saw her dressed, smiled at her, beckoned for her to come over for a hug and asked if she would like to attend a church program with him later in the day ... like nothing happened...

In that instant she knew she had met the first person in her life that she could never forgive...