Confronting Lie
Grace~
He approached me on the bed and sat beside me. I looked deep into his eyes to search for a single spark of regret, shame, and remorse of cheating on a girl like this.
Was playing with my emotions was that much easy for him that his eyes didn't even reflecting any shame in them.
"She spoiled our night." He said curling his arms around my waist.
"Yes, you're right. She actually did spoil alot many thing." I replied.
"What do you mean?" He narrowed his eyes.
"Just nothing." I removed his arm from around my waist while standing up.
His face showed expressions which proved that he began doubting that I might heard his conversation with that girl.
I didn't care about him and what he thinks.
I was about to take my steps further when a sudden force pushed me back as he grabbed my hand and pulled me on his thighs.
"What happened, Honey? You seemed different."
"Do I really?" I counter questioned him.
He looked into my eye as I threw him a stare, fierce and hard.
"Yes, Honey!" He blew out as fingers trailed over my jawline۔
That word with the sweetest connotation sounded the most bitter coming from his mouth. All of a sudden his touch lost its magic and began irritating me. I felt unsafe, in the wrong hands for the first time.
"No, there's nothing like that." I said jerking his finger off my face. I didn't want them against my skin.
"Why are you behaving this way?" He inquired little more concerned this time.
"I told you, it's nothing." I moved towards the mirror and looked at my reflection.
'What a pathetic girl you're, Grace.'
You'll regret your decision. He's not the right kind of man for you, Grace. You'll regret choosing him.
You'll regret it.
Not the right man for you.
Dad's sentence which he said to me when I was leaving began resonating at the back of my head. The harder I tried to not listen to these words back then, the more I regret while they flashed back to me right now.
"You'll regret it, Grace. Don't go with this man."
I didn't listen to him.
Now no one is here to listen to my woes. My cries.
'Yes, Dad. You're right. I'm regretting it.
I'm regretting my decision. My choice. That day when i left you and Mum. And our home just for the sake of this man.
I am regretting it all.
The day I saw him for the very first time at the ice cream parlor, then in the parking lot, the moment I stopped to listen to his cries, I console him, kissed him.
Each and everything about him, I'm regretting it all.'
I scaled up my gaze at the dimmed reflection of me the semi darkness of the room casted in the mirror and a pool of tears flowed in them. I sucked them all inside because I didn't want to cry in front of a man who cheated on me and show him that I crying after knowing that he made a fool of me.
'No. You can't afford to prove yourself weak in front of him.'
The shell of my thoughts were broke by a touch crawling around my waist and I turned around to face him against me as he caged me in his arms.
"You are upset over anything?" He whispered over my lids.
"No." I said plainly.
"But you seemed so?" He reiterated.
"Humm..." I hummed while trying to free myself from him. But he was persistent this time as he grabbed my wrist and twisted it back while pinning my body to the mirror in front of me.
My face squeezed with it.
"You're hurting me." I forced out my voice as a gush of pain ran through my arm.
"I can't hurt you." He said as his breath fell on my neck.
"You're. Leave me, please" I pleaded.
"Shhh..." He hushed me.
Tears fell down my cheeks as he pulled the strap of my gown and slipped it off my shoulders.
I pinched my eyes when his hot breath ran down my back.
"Leave me." I spoke.
"No. I won't. Let's make love tonight. Forget about the things burdening your mind. I'll heal every part you with my love."
Huh, snakes don't possess the power of healing, their job is only poison others lives with their tongue and existence.
'What good you can do to me now after destroying my life. Oh, how can I forget you still have plan to make it even worse.'
By no means I could let him know that all his doubts were true, I overheard their conversation and I was aware of his plan. After knowing his intentions I can imagine to what extent he could go just to get my wealth.
He could put me in more danger if I reveal it to him so I chose to be silent for the time being.
He turned my body around and chined up my face, I looked into his eyes showing no signs of shame yet so persistent to mark me his tonight.
His evil desires were dripping from his face just like saliva drooled out of the mouth of a dog.
I abhored his existence against my skin, in the room, I wanted to ran away from there. But I knew he won't let me. I was not more than a hen that laid gold eggs.
He crawled his fingers between my vortex and snapped off my bra with a jerk.
I didn't spare my gaze from his face, I wanted to watch him for as long as I can and figure out how someone can be so mean, and treacherous.
So disgusting. So hungry for money.
For all the time I had been watching his face while he undressed me I wished in the deepest core of my heart to have a gun in my hand and I'd spare not a single second to shoot this guy.
He deserved to be shoot like a mad dog. A freaking mad, and treacherous dog.
I couldn't let him play with me more.
Neither with my emotions nor with my feelings and body.
As he moved his hands down around my waist and tried to slip off my shorts, I laid my hand on his.
"You're forgetting something." I tried reminding him of our rule which earlier tonight I, myself had planned to break. But thank God his true face revealed before that.
"What?" He asked.
"What we have decided."
"Oh, c'mon. Not tonight."
He said after beseeching his lips for a while as if trying to remember what it was.
"Why not? Tonight is not any different."
I convinced him by hook and crook and forced him to sleep in the living room after having some intense kissing between us.
The seeds of doubts had been sown in him and I knew they grow faster than ever now. So, without wasting any time I planned something to save myself from the claws of this monster.