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I Am Engaged – Episode 2

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(Broken Promises) (Episode 2)


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I got to the kitchen and picked up a random knife from the sink. I ran back determined to stab Alex in the heart. I was ready to kill this rapist. I was ready to drive the knife right through his chest and watch him bleed to death. I wanted to stab him multiple times in his heart. I did not mind cutting off his pe.nis from his dead body, and roasting it in hot fire if that gets me my desired vengeance.


I struck my foot on the passage and tripped. With my hands stretched out like one about to take a dive in a pool, I fell flat to the floor like a crawling child learning how to walk. The knife in my hands escaped my grip and landed in front of me. The screeching sound of the knife’s blade, brushed upon the flowery tile floor, causing its noise to echo in the quite apartment.


I was not deterred. I did not even stop to nurse the pains I felt on my foot. I did not wait to rest. I did not wait to catch my breath. No I did not.


I stood up like a determined boxer knocked to the floor by his opponents punch. I stood up and picked up the black knife. I picked up my weapon of vengeance and headed for Alex.


When I returned back to the spot I had left Alex, all I could see was the broken ceramic cup and spilled tea lying waste on the tiled floor. The slices of bread and eggs were scattered in tiny crumps. It had been soaked by the spilled tea on the floor.


Alex was no more there. Alex had suddenly disappeared. He had gone into hiding. How could he forget so soon? How could he forget how I slapped his face once when he attempted kissing me on my cheek in public? Such stupid show of romance.


How could he forget how I poured the cup of water on his head – on our very first date – when he told me I looked sexy. I watched with all happiness as the water drenched his suit.


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I didn’t care about the ‘Y’ in the ‘Se.xy’. All I heard was him say ‘ Se.x’ and that was enough to bring out the bitch in me again. I picked up the cup of water and turned it on his head. I watched it flow from the cup like a turned on pump. I walked out on him leaving him embarrassed before everyone.


As I walked out, I saw the question on everyone’s face. They all looked at me, pondering what a man dressed in suit had done to deserve such embarrassment.


Alex had known about my anger long before I said yes to him. I had known him for three months now.


Alex had known what I could do when I get very angry and upset. I could tear down the house. I was a crazy bitch when angry. I was like a lion waiting to devoir its prey. I was like a violent thunder about to unleash on a city transformer. I was crazy to an extent I could cause you regrettable pains.


Before I met Alex, my anger had been felt by a considerable amount of men. Men who just wanted my number for a hook up. These were men who approached me asking to pay huge amounts just to have sex with me.


They were everywhere. They were men like Dayo. Men who came in disguise of love, but ended up showcasing their real character and lustful attributes few weeks later.


You have met such men. Men who told you how beautiful you were, when truly they meant to say how sweet you will look in bed. Men who told you how sexy you look in your dress, when truly they meant to say how much you looked like a sex toy.


Men who told you they loved you, when they should have just told you how much they loved the size of your breast. Men who told you they adored you, when they should have told you they admired your buttocks.


These men came with sweet promises like Dayo. They promised to spend their life’s with me, but In real sense, they actually meant to make promises to spend their life’s on bed, with me lying beside them all through the night and having good sex.



These men where they same. I hated them all. They stroked your hair to comfort you, because they want you to stroke their erected manhood when you get to their bedroom.


Dayo had opened my eyes to things beyond imaginations. How I ended up saying yes to Alex is still a wonder to me. Such men didn’t deserve my respect. They didn’t deserve my time. They deserved death. They didn’t deserve to live.


I was not always like this. No I wasn’t. I was a soft caring and emotional woman. I hardly even got angry. I was meek and gentle. Always smiling and trying to make others happy. I was one romantic person. One who truly loved with her heart when she does.


That was how I was with Dayo. He was the only man to enjoy that good part about me. I was willing to do anything to make him happy. I cleaned and washed his cloths when I was free. I spent on him when I had the money. I bought him gifts when I came across anything I thought he would love. I visited and spent the nights with Dayo. I warmed his bed when ever I noticed his hard an erected manhood standing in full bloom like the morning sunflower.


I only had a problem. And that was my anger. I was always quick to anger. It had been a problem and a challenge I had to face ever since I was a child. But everything subsided when I met Dayo.


Whenever Dayo annoyed me, my anger vanished even before I could express it. Dayo had this way he handled me. He had this magical way of shutting my mouth close and melting my anger away. He was gifted with sweet words. He knew how to use them well. Dayo was just like a poet – a very good poet who would not waste time to sing love songs to my ears when ever he notices my anger.Kindly share out stories from generalloaded.com using the floating social media icon buttons on the bottom of the screen


Dayo’s best author was Shakespeare. Dayo loved to read every Shakespearian novel that came his way. He had a library full of Shakespearian books. No wonder he spoke so fluently. No wonder he never lacked those sweet words to tell me whenever I was angry. Every lady will fall to Dayo’s sweet tongue. I was one of those ladies. I was one of those ladies who craved for his comforting tongue.



His eyes were so sexy and soft. They found a way to my heart even before I complained. Sometimes I wished I never looked into them when I was angry. There were times I really wanted telling Dayo off. There were times he did things that really pissed me off and I felt like pouring out my heart out.


But before I did any such things, he was already there, staring at me with his soft eyes. His babyish looks and cute smile.


Dayo was the only one who never felt my anger. He never saw me blow up at him.


Maybe because he knew how to handle me even before I reacted angrily to things.


But my anger grew worse after my break up with Dayo. My anger flared up at every little things. I became wild. I became like a warrior. I didn’t wait to throw insults at any man who tried to woo me with words.


There was nothing new to me after Dayo had left me. Nothing. He had shown me all. He had stolen my heart and taken it with him. He had shown me so much love to an extent I felt Dayo was meant for me. But then, just like Judas, he betrayed the love I had for him with a last sex.


Dayo was the reason I hated all men. Dayo was the reason I despised love. Dayo was the reason I spent three years without meeting a man. Dayo was the reason my anger had increased beyond control.


Dayo had made me a crazy woman. He had made me a mad woman dressed in clean cloth. He was the reason having good sex with another man had become a big crime. Dayo was the reason Alex was going to loose his life at this minute. Alex was going to taste the piercing blade from the black knife. He was going to die by my own hands.


“Alex… Alex where are you? You bastard. Come out!” I thundered angrily with my knife held firmly in my hands.


To be continued…





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