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Akinbode's Misery by Samanther(m): 1:56pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
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Re: Akinbode's Misery by Samanther(m): 2:17pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
Sigh! I am known to most people but no one has seen me or knows my name. I am known as ''the last victim who was saved.'' I got that name from the media that used to repeat it over and over again after I was saved from the notorious serial killer Obi Lukas. The media's focus was on him entirely, his life, background and upbringing, which school he attended, his work, people who knew him and how did the killing all start with him. Very little was mentioned about the victims and their families, just their pictures and names and their grieved families in the trials. As the one who lived to tell what happened, many newspapers and news agencies came to me for interviews. My father stopped them with an iron hand; they were just interested in a good story, not me, as a human who lived the most horrifying experience in his life. Only now, after two years of trauma and therapy, I'm telling my story. Not to the newspapers or news agencies, to you, maybe you will learn something or at least know how being a helpless victim feels like. Before continuing to read what I have to say, I want you to get away from every distraction and read carefully. My name is Akinbode, my friends and family call me Bode, I bet you guessed I'm from the western part of Nigeria. I am 22 years old. Well, there are more things you will know while reading. My father is the owner of a reputable real estate agency. I used to work with him in Summer holidays. First I would go with the company's agents to see how they work and learn from them. ''Dad I'm sure I'm ready to do it on my own.'' I begged. ''I prefer keeping you here for office work a little while longer.'' He said while sipping his coffee. ''Daddy, look at me, I am 20 years old, I'm not a child anymore, or do you think I will ''ruin'' the family business.'' I said jokingly. ''Don't say that, one day you will take over the family business.'' He said. ''So, why don't you trust me?'' He turned to me and said seriously ''it is not the matter of trust my son, you are still young, you still need more experience in the field, and it’s not an easy job convincing a person to buy a house.'' I looked down to the floor disappointingly and said nothing. ''Now go, there are customers outside, give them the forms to fill.'' I shuffled to the door with heavy steps, he said while I was closing the door behind me ''and don't forget to photocopy their driving license.'' to be continued.. |
Re: Akinbode's Misery by Samanther(m): 2:33pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
CONTINUATION My father's over protectiveness has always annoyed me. It hindered me from having my own experiences and learning from them. He was trying always to have everything perfect for me. The perfect school, the perfect upbringing and the perfect parenting. I consider myself lucky but sometimes I would come to the point where I feel that I really want to try things on my own. I was really angry when he refused to let me go with customers to their properties and I couldn't reason why he would do that. On that day I consulted Mr Peters, the executive manager and my father's best friend. ''Sometimes parents don't realize that their children have become adults until they prove it.'' he said in his fatherly manner. ''What do you mean?'' ''What about going to a customer's property and sign a transaction and show him that you are an adult, responsible and trustworthy.'' He muttered. I leaned back and sank in the black leather chair and thought about it. Sure he will get angry when he knows, but when he calms down he will know my real mettle. I'm tired of hearing ''you're still young'' always. ''Why not? It is the time for me to be independent.'' I said with enthusiasm. ''He will kill me if he knows that I allowed that.'' He said irritably. ''He won't.'' I said holding his hand in reassurance. And that was it, I arranged with a customer to meet him in his property at four the next day. He was white, big, and tall with sharp features. He wanted to offer his mansion for sale. He was waiting for me in the garden, it was a very beautiful garden with rare roses beautifully arranged. It looked like Eden to me. ''Beautiful garden'' I commented. ''I designed it myself.'' He said proudly. He lead me inside, the house was no less beautiful. I wondered how could anyone sell this house, it was the epitome of luxury. Then, everything happened suddenly, he was standing behind me when I felt a needle prick in my arm, I just remember saying ''ouch'' before everything blackens out. To be continued soon... |
Re: Akinbode's Misery by Samanther(m): 2:45pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
CONTINUATION I am chained to a bed. I'm alone I'm scared I'm naked This is what I realized when I opened up my eyes. There was a dim light in the room, I looked around me, it was an attic. It was an attic full of rubbish and unwanted stuff. There was strong smell of rusty iron mixed with the smell of rotten meat that made me want to throw up. In the dim light I noticed something in the corner which made me scream in horror...bones, human bones...bloody human bones. What's going on? Where am I? how did I get here? All the unanswered questions buzzing in my head. I tried in vain to free my self from the chains. I wasn't sure if I scream that anyone would help me. Why not give a try? ''HEEELP, PLEASE HEEEEELP, HELP MEEEEE, HEEELP HEELP HEEELP'' no answer, no one hears me. ''HEEEELP, HEEEEELP, ANYBODY OUT THERE PLEASE HELP MEEE'' silence, death, no answer. I kept screaming till my throat became sore and I couldn't scream anymore. I lied there waiting for the unknown. I stopped when I realized that there is no one out there hears me. I lied there shaking like a leaf. Shaking from cold, shaking from fear. I became alert when I heard steps coming near. It was him! Obi Lukas, the client. ''It's you! Get me out of here!'' I shouted. He looked at me and didn't reply. ''Why? why?'' I continued shouting. Still, he didn't reply. ''Please, let me go..'' I said, almost crying. His silence added to my horror, he sat on the side of the bed and ....... Well, dear reader, Akinbode could not continue this part because it brought him flashbacks and actually he is suffering from post traumatic stress. So, I the writer, will continue from this point..... Obi sat on the side of the bed staring at the naked body lying in front of him. Skin so soft, hair so blonde, eyes so blue, body so lean, such a symmetrical beauty that would arouse men and women alike. The boy was lying there shaking like a leaf, it made him so happy, so in control of him and his destiny. It made him happy that he could implant such a great fear in the young heart. He passed his hand on his torso, the boy was screaming and shouting. He touched the rosy nipples, the soft skin, fingered the cute belly button, everywhere his hands could reach. He enjoyed the fact that he was conquering him. ''Please, stop, let me go...oo'' Bode begged as he knew what could be coming. but despite the crying, screaming and begging, the man didn't bat an eyelid. ''How could these stupid boys think that he would ''let them go'' just because they beg?'' he thought. All the noise made him angry so he punched him to shut him up. The screams turned to sobbing. He got ready, he didn't use a lubricant, he wanted it to be as painful as possible and so was it. ''NO, NO...NO, NOOO'' was all Bode could say. He was being raped and couldn't believe it. How could this happen to me? It happens only to others, I read about it, I see it in the news, other people, NOT ME ..NOT ME. The emotional and physical pain were unbearable that he fell unconscious. To be continued... |
Re: Akinbode's Misery by Flakkydagirl: 2:50pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
I see the beginning of something great... Welldone, Can i get a VIP seat in the front row for better viewing. |
Re: Akinbode's Misery by Samanther(m): 10:32pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
CONTINUATION Bode woke up few hours later, he didn't know how long he stayed unconscious. He was still on the bed but unchained. He kept lying there for a while trying to recollect himself. after few moments, he stood up slowly and threw back his blonde shoulder length hair that was all over the place. The excruciating pain in his rectum reminded him of what had happened, he was hoping that it was just dream but unfortunately, it was real. He descended the attic ladder slowly, the house was silent except for the ticking of a giant clock hung on the wall. He crept downstairs to the ground floor, he felt awkward moving around naked. Windows had metal bars and the living room door was locked. He felt that his legs can't carry him so he sunk in the nearest armchair. As he sat there feeling so vulnerable and weak, he had an extraordinary revelation. He could see his life flashing in front of his eyes for the first time. He had everything, how blessed he was. He never complained but he used to take everything in his life for granted. He buried his face in his hands and cried bitterly. Suddenly he felt a hand grabbing his arm and he was thrown on the floor. ''Don't ever..sit on this chair!'' he shouted in rage pointing his finger at Bode's face. Bode's eyes widened in fear. ''Do you understand?'' ''Y..y..yy'' ''yy..yy..y…y…y.what? do…you…understand?'' ''Yes'' He touched his face gently with the back of his hand and said ''good boy''. ''You can move freely for now…don't try to escape because there is NO WAY OUT..you can go and take a shower'' he continued. ''I want to go out of here.'' Bode said. The man looked at him indignantly so he added in a begging tone ''Please.'' ''SHUT UP!!!'' Obi shouted. ''ooo..ok.. I need some clothes to put on.'' ''I SAID SHUT..UP!!!!'' Bode shuffled to the bathroom, there was no window in the bathroom, there was no single exit in this house. When he finally grew desperate he took a shower. At this moment he thought there is not enough amount of water in this world to clean him. He doesn't know what is going to happen, this state of ignorance made him angry. He wrapped himself in a towel and walked outside. So what? He asked himself. What next? He can't stay in that fear and agony for a long time. |
Re: Akinbode's Misery by Samanther(m): 10:35pm On Jan 08, 2014 |
sure ma'am... thanks Flakkydagirl: I see the beginning of something great... |
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