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25 MINUTES "Oscar! Please I beg you. It won't happen again. I'm sorry." Sophia cried out as Oscar turned her into a punching bag. He smacked her head and threw her against the table. Her waist smashed hard on the edges. The glass wares fell to the ground and shattered into fragments. "I've warned you severally. I hate it when I see you hang out with any man not me. I'll deal with you today!" Oscar flexed his muscles as he yelled. He rendered a blinding slap on Sophia's face. She lost conscious a little and fell to the ground. The broken pieces of the glass wares torn through her skin. She felt sharp deep pains. "Oscar! Oscar! Oscar! I'm bleeding. Please, I'm sorry." She struggled with her breath as she called out. She was bleeding profusely. It didn't matter to Oscar. "That's what you get for disobeying me." Oscar roared out his vexation and walked away. Sophia shed blood-ridden tears as she tried to help herself up. The broken pieces of ware pierced her skin. Some hooked on her skin. She felt a sharp pain as she pulled them out. Each one she pulled forced out tears that stung her eye sockets. She wept at her sorrowful situation. The Oscar that she loved so much is the one leaving scars all over her body. The previous scars are still fresh. And he has added new ones. Sophia lost her virginity to Oscar. It formed a bond that attached her to him. She's foolishly in love. Everything Oscar does is right. Everything he says sticks. Oscar is reaping an undeserving love. He knows Sophia was so in love and couldn't do without him. He took advantage of such a rare privilege and used her like a piece of rag. He forcefully demanded sex from her and most often rape her. Almost everyday he demands sex favours from her. After each ejaculation, he'll abandon her like a prostitute. He claimed he loved her and wouldn't stand to see her with another man. He was still struggling to become financially mature. Sophia most of often help him financially. Cook for him with her money. Wash and take care of his home. It's just one room apartment. Sophia turned down the advances of many potential men because of Oscar. Oscar on the other hand, was a possessive jealous cheat. He cheated on her and wouldn't let her go. Sophia couldn't see all the wrong he was doing. She was totally in love. Oscar promised to change. She believed him and she was waiting patiently for him to realize she was his woman. She stuck to him because she believed Oscar loved her that's why he's protecting her from other men. And plus, he doesn't want to let her go. She believed he will change someday. Sophia's phone was ringing. She noticed that it was an unknown number. Oscar was around her and she was so afraid to pick her call. "Pick your call Sophia." Oscar urged her. "I don't know the number calling me. I don't want to pick." Her lips vibrated in fear as she refused to yield to Oscar's request. Oscar grabbed her phone and answered the call. He discovered it was a man that was calling her. He dropped the call without finding out who the caller was. "A man is calling you again? How the hell did he get your number Sophia?" He raged. Great panic squeezed Sophia's throat. "I don't know the person that called me. I didn't give anyone my number lately. I'm sorry please." She begged. "Sorry? That's not the reply I expected. For the last time who's the man that called you?" He stood up and walked closer to Sophia as he asked her. His anger boiled and evaporated into extreme vexation. Sophia trembled and hid her face with her arms. "Oscar you picked the call not me. You should've at least find out who the caller was." She explained calmly. "What! Are you crazy?" He dragged her roughly to the floor. "You're a big liar! A fool! How dare you challenge me that way? I asked you a tiny question and you threw it back to me. Was it my phone he called? You must be very stupid!" He roared and beat the demon out of her. "Oscar please, I'm sorry! I swear I don't know him. I didn't give any man my number. I don't know how he got it!" She cried and pleaded. Oscar lashed her with his belt. She cried like a woman thrown into boiling hot oil. She begged and begged. Oscar didn't relent; he flogged her terribly until he got tired. "I'm hungry. Prepare my food." He commanded as he walked away from her. Sophia couldn't help but cry miserably. She got up with marks all over skin and walked to the kitchen crying bitterly. The same night, Oscar demanded for sex. Sophia complained of body pains from the weeps she received from him. "I can't make love to you tonight. I feel pains all over my body. Tomorrow please." She tried to elicit some pity from Oscar. "That's total rubbish. You brought it upon yourself. You fouled my orders. I'm getting sex tonight and right now!" Oscar ended and jumped on Sophia. "Please Oscar; my body is filled with pains. Please, don't do this to me." Tears rolled down her cheeks as she begged. Oscar ripped her night dress apart and forced his manhood into her. He didn't initiate any initial pre-intimacy to get her body ready. He thrust her like a demon and ravaged her. "Oscar please, that's enough. It's too painful. Please stop!" Sophia cried like a woman who lost her husband to assassinators. Oscar used her that night and abandoned her like a LovePeddler like previous other times. Sophia laid in bed and cried. He looked at Oscar, the one her soul is bonded to with so much love and wept bitterly. Oscar finally made it in life. He started growing rich. Sophia was so happy for him. Finally Oscar will marry her like he promised. He secured a new apartment outside the state without her knowledge. He was planning to leave the state. He had sex with her like crazy. He used her and used her to his satisfaction once more. He finally disappeared and abandoned Sophia. Sophia tried to reach him through his cell phone. He rejected her many calls. Sophia tried severally and finally he picked. "Oscar what happened? Are you Okay? I've been trying to reach you for so long. Where are you? How could you just shut me out?" She asked in a hurry. "Sophia I'm very okay. Please stop disturbing my line. It's over between us. I can't continue with you. There's nothing left in you. Your vagina is so slacked and wide. It's not pleasurable any more. I got tired of you even before I left you. Stop bothering me. I've moved on with my life. Do the same, goodbye and good riddance!" He dropped the call. That moment a veil fell off Sophia's eyeballs. It was like she was suddenly freed from her enchantment. As her clouded mind cleans up with the truth about her blind love for Oscar, she dissolved into a new being. Her senses slowly departed from her. She turned into an unfortunate mad woman. She was sent to a psychological hospital. No positive news was heard about her again. *poor Sophia* Oscar enjoyed only a brief moment of peace. He endured a consistent sleepless night. His nightmares stole the night from him. He searched for a woman who'll love him but failed. He was emotionally ruined and dead. A grave loneliness enveloped his heart. Even though he had his sanity, he was just a shadow of his former self. The money and all he had hated him. He lacked fulfilled happiness and peace of mind. He had to suffer all these for four years. One certain night, he experienced a wonderful dream and a calm night all through. That was the first time in four years he slept peacefully well. It was Sophia he dreamt about. And finally he realized she was the only one who'll bring happiness and peace into his soul. He realized he has abandoned a diamond while picking stones. He set out in utter desperation and determination to find Sophia. He returned to the state where he abandoned her. He traced her to the psychological hospital and he was told she has been discharged. He searched and searched and searched for her. He searched every corner of the state. And finally like a bolt out of the blue, he found her standing in front of the church. It was the only place in town he didn't search. She looked so happy in her wedding dress. Oscar noticed she was about to get married. He ran like a troubled soul escaping from hell to her. "Oh my God! Sophia! I can't believe this is you! Thank God I found you. I've searched the whole town for you!" He said excitedly as tears rolled down his eyes. He has realized all the wrong he did to Sophia. Sophia couldn't utter a word. She stood like a statue and watched Oscar. "Sophia..." Oscar started on a painful note traced with regrets and repentance. "I know you've always wanted a different me to love you. I know how much you waited patiently for me. I'm a changed man now Sophia. Please, I've not known peace ever since I left you. You can't marry another man. Please give me just a tiny minute of chance to make it up to you. I beg you in the name God." Oscar fell to his kneels like a fool and cried out to Sophia. Sophia heaved a tear and finally decided to speak. Painful tears that remind her of the sufferings she endured in the hands of Oscar began to draw lines of agonies down her cheek. All the scars he left on her body itched and bit her. They reminded her of the slavery she was forced into by Oscar. All the time she was used and used, and finally tossed into the waste can like a useless rag. She remembered everything and how she was dumped like a dead prostitute without a family. She looked up and sniffled at Oscar, the failure she was struck with, the wasted years in rue and bitterness. The torture, the tears, the afflictions and all the painful days she was made to bleed by someone she loved. She remembered all the suitors with good prospects she ignored just to please Oscar. She expelled loudly and wept more at the death trap that stood before her. She looked at her years of sufferings and madness and cried like a lost soul locked up in hell to rot and decay. She looked up at Oscar the scar-agent of Satan and wept bitterly. Is it wrong to love someone so much? She asked. She fixed her crying eyeballs on Oscar as she sang this song by Michael Learns "Boy I miss your kisses All the time but this is Twenty five minutes too late Though you traveled so far Boy I'm sorry you're Twenty five minutes too late" Oscar started experiencing strange changes around him. Sophia continued. "Oscar I'm married now. You're too late. I got married twenty five minutes ago. I'm free from you Oscar. I'm free your scars. The scars you impregnated my body with are healed by my loving husband. I've moved on Oscar. You should do same. Goodbye and good riddance!" She finished and joined her husband. Oscar threw away a diamond while picking stones. He hurt and abandoned the one that hold his eternal happiness and sanity. He earned the reward for his foolishness and wickedness. He lived mentally disturbed for so many years. He regained his senses when he has lost everything he had. He had to depend on odd jobs to survive. He helped people with their loads in the market and get paid. He helped a man to carry his load to his car. He got to his car and discovered he was Sophia's husband. Sophia was in the car playing with her children. Oscar dropped the load and walked away in shame without collecting his wage. {THE END} SCARS GET HEALED; NO OSCAR CAN DELAY YOUR HEALING. Well, ladies, it's better to be with someone that loves you than to suffer in a wrong relationship with someone you love but doesn't appreciate you or treat you like a human. |
P.s your comments are well appreciated…xoxo! ……. Yes Angel Hunk caught me and I didn’t fall, although my phone screen went to smithereens. I must have stared with my mouth open like an agbaya, he said “I won’t be able to bring the flies out of your mouth if they fall in”, see embarrassment! If I was an oyinbo babe I would have gone crimson but naija babe no dey dull. I quickly regained what was left of my composure, muttered thanks and walked away. On queue to pay for my purchases, I kept thinking “I could have broken a bone oh”, when his voice startled me again. He was right behind me! Did they send this man from my village? But Boy, the guy was sculpted on a Sunday. I used my side eye to scope him as he offered to pay for stuffs. As we walked out of spar to the parking lot, I had imaginary butterflies dancing azonto in my tummy, I constantly found myself tucking errant strands of hair behind my ears, I just couldn’t believe myself…a convenient excuse would be that it was a rattling morning, first Ngozi’s news which I was happy about by the way and then my fall. “You haven’t even told me your name, I’m Kemi and I’m thankful to you for coming to my rescue on such short notice” I piqued, I had to be in control. He smiled and said “I am Daniel and it’s a real pleasure rescuing a pretty damsel in distress” My stomach did like 50 somersaults in one minute. I quickly imagined what Ngozi’s facial expression will be when I tell her. “Will love to see you again if you don’t mind….got plans for the evening?” He asked again Oh God No…..“I……don’t have plans” I stammered and he gave a “You just served me my best soup” kind of smile. He asked for my number, I gave him and he left with the promise that he will call me up later in the day. I got in the car and just headed on home with the incident replaying in my head non-stop. I shouldn’t have given him my number I thought! I shouldn’t have left my house in the first place; I mean I had totally lost appetite for the damn breakfast. I called Ngozi once I got home and downloaded the gist for how and she kept meowing “awwws” and “ooooos” plus I couldn’t literally hear the smile in her voice as she went on to gist me about the proposal, it was a bed of roses something. I must have rolled my eyes like 100 times during the gist, like I said earlier; I am not a bad belle oh. I was very happy for her and was already doing mental calculation of bridesmaid dress. There was very little to do after I got off the phone with Ngobabe, I tried to sleep no way, tried to read, for where! For some reason I could not stop looking at the broken screen of my phone, waiting for the almighty call. It eventually came at 4pm…a lifetime after, I allowed the phone ring like two times before I picked up (A girl has to form..*wink wink). He was going to be at mine in 30 minutes! After turning my wardrobe upside down, I eventually settled for black crotchet bodycon dress, simple black strappy sandals, lip-gloss and I was ready. We went to a simple restaurant on Adeola Odeku in the Victoria Island area of Lagos. The evening wasn’t bad at all as we went from talking about ourselves to scoping and gossiping about all the couples around us. It felt like we were old time buddies. The food was great, the ambiance was perfect and the company was Oh My God! Awesome. Like all things, the night came to an end and I was a little sad to go back to my lonely apartment. As we got up to leave, a woman walked up to us and said “Hello Sir, I thought it was you. Don’t you remember me? I am Jumoke your wife’s secondary school friend, how is she?” “Excuse me?” Daniel Said …….My whole world stilled To be continued in the final part…….. |
This is Kemi’s tale. Hope you enjoy! I have always wondered what the fuss about 14th February really is… I am not being a bad belle or anything oh but imagine all the drama and heart attack just for 24hours. I even heard some babes go as far as buying gifts for themselves… e no easy o. Let me introduce myself; I am Kemi, a 24 year old dark-skinned working class girl with big dreams and strong passion to succeed. I like to think I am a beautiful girl with tiny waist and legs that go on forever. On top of all these attributes, my ex-boyfriend Victor, used me to play better football. I mean, we dated for 6 whole years and the break up was nasty. I was generally pissed at the entire male folk and I decided to channel my anger into something positive, which in my case was my job. You see, when you work in a male-dominated industry, you don’t have a choice but to work extra hard to be taken seriously beyond your pretty face. Back to the main gist, so it was the 12th of February 2014 and my friends were already making plans for the valentine. Ngozi already booked her ticket to Port Harcourt to see her new bobo and Efe has ordered a dress from Ella.ng for dinner. As for me, I didn’t care or did I? I just didn’t want to care, because I was still hurting from Victor’s bombshell in October of the previous year. I mean, so long as I was concerned, love was a selfish excuse for humans to perpetuate every evil possible on their spouses. My friends were tired of my lack of enthusiasm and I was in turn tired of listening to them nagging me about moving on and finding a new guy. At least they will leave me in peace in the house and boy, did I have a plan. I had a bottle of good old red wine chilling and a book, so I was ready. It’s the morning of the 14th and I sent a text to my boss saying I had a bad tummy, I knew that was a bad lie but I just couldn’t deal with all the flowers and cakes that will be trooping into the office all day. Oga responded saying, “take all the time you need, get well soon”, I am sure the man was feeling sorry for my single self as well. With the coast clear, I suddenly had a fresh surge of energy and decided to make myself a nice full option breakfast. I had to make a quick dash to Spar for eggs and sausages so I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, pulled on a jalabia and rushed out. For a working day, Spar seemed a little rowdier than the usual, plenty love-struck husbands and boyfriends buying fresh flowers and chocolates. I had my game face on, nothing dey happen… LOL. PING! PING! It was my darling Ngozi, I wish she will just face her Boyfriend and leave me the hell alone. More pings and I had to check, Chris just engaged her OMG!!! That threw me off balance for a second, I wasn’t sure how to react to the news of my best friend being engaged to a guy she met barely 6 months ago. I was still deciding and next thing my phone was flying out of my hands in one direction and I was falling in the other direction, my mind went in a whirlwind and I just said a quick prayer in my mind “God I don’t want a broken leg too”. It must have been forever because the ground seemed too far, I opened my eyes and I was looking into the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen…. ……..to be continued…….. |
Hi dears please is it possible to book a one way flight to SA with a visiting visa instead of a round trip? |
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Fugly... He's seriously gettinmg out of shape... Shame!!! |
literarymathy:They all own it together |
rotimilax:Mayb d hater should drop his! |
edozie04:Even the gods know how irritating make up sounds... |
rotimilax:Not showing, just proving make up isn't a big deal to some of us! #hater ![]() |
edozie04:Yes and even more cos I don't make up at all |
The soldiers probably went visiting... ![]() |
May God not let evil befall us... we all need to be very careful this period, avoid late nights and if you must, don't be alone in a quiet place at NIGHT! |
I Amaka,will not forgive myself if paul marries her.... I have known Joyce all my life. We grew up in the same neighbourhood and attended both primary and secondary school together.. We were inseperable and people often found it hard to believe that we were not related by blood... We attended the famous Nnamdi Azikiwe University Awka and we lived together.. . We have lived like sisters for years now but something is about to tear us apart... In my final year at the University, I met a banker called Paul and I can still remember that fateful day vividly. I had rushed into the bank to withdraw some money to pay for my departmental dues but I met an usual crowd. It was on a friday afternoon and the deadline for the payment of the dues. I was in a fix and didn't know what to do. J had travelled the previous week in preparation for her grandmother's burial and there was no one else to ask. My eyes were red. Paul was sitting at a corner, not too far from me and my eyes caught his. He beckoned me over with a wave and I walked to him reluctantly. All these stupid bankers, I thought to myself. I hated a lot of bankers then, because they seemed to be too full of themselves. He saw the tears in my eyes and asked if be could be of any help. I told him what the problem was and he collected my passbook. Some of the students saw him and began to yell, 'so what's the queue for? All these bankers and their stupid girlfriends'. He ignored them and helped me get the cash and we became friends afterwards... Paul was a nice guy, quite different from many of the bankers I had met in the past and he did everything to catch my attention but I just wasn't interested. He was an Edo man and that was a no- no for me. He was also very short. I had always seen myself getting married to a tall, dark and handsome guy and a man from my tribe. To make matters worse, J didn't fancy him and she expressed her disapproval on the first day she set her eyes on him. We left school and Paul still kept in touch. I rejected his proposal several times but he couldn't take no for an answer. Paul got transferred to the lagos branch of his bank and I was the first to know. He was doing very well financially and I was so happy for him but I just couldn't bring myself to marry a short Edo man.. Months later, I found the man of my dreams' tall, dark and handsome and from my tribe too but with a terrible temper... Hmm, life has a way of playing out things sha. One day, J went for a job interview in lagos and got stranded. She called to ask if I knew anyone that she could put up with and then I remembered paul! I hadn't spoken to him in weeks but he was glad to be of help when he heard about my friend' s predicament. J stayed with him for two days and I didn't worry about anything..... I was just happy that my friend and sister was in safe hands! Days after, J called and started to say a lot of nice things about paul and I was happy to know that she had enjoyed her stay but when she didn't stop, I knew something was 'cracking'. At first, I didn't pay any attention but when she began to call and tell me how many times Paul called and chatted with her, I began to feel uneasy. J never liked Paul. She always called him a 'short man devil'. I couldn't understand the sudden change of heart... Few weeks later, J called to tell me that paul was asking her for a relationship and she was going to say yes. Where was that coming from? I called Paul and he confirmed the whole story.... I really do not know to do now. But I feel betrayed.. J keeps uploading the pictures of her and Paul on facebook and I can't help but admit that I'm jealous.. just last week, she sent a text to tell me that Paul would be meeting her parents in a couple of weeks... I am writing this in confusion! Should I be happy for my friend J? Is she really my friend? I have a tall, dark, sexy, guy waiting for me to say yes but I have learnt to look beyond physical looks now. My prince charming barks at the slightest provocation and he feels he is doing me a favour by wanting to marry me. He is rich, and handsome just like I have always wanted but there's something missing... What do I do? Do I accept this new guy or fight back for Paul. Its crazy, I know but that's how I feel... Please tallk to me.... |
All is well that ends well.... i stil hope for a better end, if them like make them shift am till oct 1st... what will be will be! |
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meshacha1:Come back home and die? Or you didn't read the part that says she went for a medicAl treatment! Sometimes I wonder what kind of. Educated illiterate we hav here |
waffiboi:Unfortunately for you all the above is a general trait found in every human who doesn't hv the fear of God in then, and you just practically reviewed who you are through this post, "cast the first stone if you don't exhibit some, if not all you just. Listed" hypocrite |
TheSonOfMark:Please that's not true, maybe the ones you have met... The female are creative, independent, great cooks, good wives, home keepers, loving mothers and respectful... I speak for myself and sisters, and my friends on nairaland can attest to that.... @yokiti, @immanuel etc |
UrennaNkoli:There was indeed loud ovations that lasted for more than 15min... And I was an eyewitness... And the will. Of God. Will surely come to past so stop beefing |
1) You fail to look good. 2) You pray for an excellent husband instead of becoming an excellent wife material. 3) You use money to buy a man and keep the relationship under your control. 4) You sell your destiny for marriage. 5) You stay in an unhealthy relationship because you are scared that if you break up with him, you may not find another man as good as him. 6) You give your hrt to a man and later try to use your head.... 7) You compete with your man instead of complementing him. You use sex to get a man.9) You work at a job that limit your progress in life. 10) You follow a man blindly. 11) You mistake romance for love. 12) You don't put God first in your life. 13) You mistake the availability of money for love. 14) You don't know what you want in life. 15) You fail to grow up in maturity. 16) You enter into a relationship with unavailable man. 17) You force a relationship to stay alive. 18) You date different men at the same time giving each of them the impression that you are romantically interested in them when you really are not. 19) You compare your man with your father, brother, or other men in the past. 20) You adapt to an unhealthy relationship instead of demanding for change, respect and honour. 21) You fail to connect with quality, God fearing men and women in positive relationships. 22) you fail to agree with this post |
bisi16:I just did that, waiting for your mail. Thanks |
Hi pllS I need help, want to get police clearance, was told to go to alagbon, can anyone help tell me what is required and if I can gEt it same day... What to expEct, etc. ThAnks |
Sanchez01:What proof do you have by mentioning the men of God you mentioned above, be careful so you don't lay curse on yourself, allow God deal with whoever accordingly ooo! |
― If you didn't kill earthworm with salt.; ― If you didn't play rubber band.; ― If you never bathed in the rain.; ― If nobody told you about India vs Nigeria 99-1.; ― If you didn't sleep on the couch and wake; up on the bed.; ― If you didn't go 2 steal cashew and guava in d next street; and the owner's dog comes through the; backyard waiting for you to come down from the tree.; ― if u didn't throw your milk tooth on the; roof for the lizards to take it and give you new ones.; ― If you didn't just wash your hands and legs instead of; bathing when going to school.; ― If you didn't act film in uncompleted building or under bed; with friends.; ― If you never flew a kite.; - If you didn't use ur two legs to build houses with sand.; - If u didn't write ur name on paper and insert it into ur pen; so that no one will steal it.; - If u didn't close d fridge door really slowly to see when d; lights went off.; - If u neva waved @ white birds expectin ur nails to b whiter; - If u neva heard of a ghost dat stays under; mango trees @nights; - If u didn't drive a single car Tyre with a stick and called it; ur car!; - If u didnt mix garri n sugar in ur pocket and eat while; walking in the street.; - If u never did mama and papa play i.e. cookin grass nd; sand witout fire.; - If you didn't play table soccer. with bottle; cover.....; .....then I guess ur Childhood wasn't fun!; Oya choose which one u do; Do you knw its not jangilova epo motor? it is JINGLE OVER LIKE A MOTOR!! I bet u didn't knw. Don't be shy, I didn't know either until now I am sure 99.9 % of adults that grew up in Nigeria dnt knw dat d nursery rhyme "sandalili sandalili" is actually "stan; ard living standard living". D song in church saying " o singo singo, praise d Lord", is actually " o sing my soul and praise d Lord. I knw u are singing it now again, smiles ***Confess.! are u guilty? hahahaha |
seedord247:Sex before marriage, pre-marital experience, assuming one is talking of sexual intercourse or perversion of the same, the word of God implies it all by calling it fornication. It knows no exception. It allows none. Renaming fornication does not change the act or remove the consequence. Those who commit fornication sin, Consider what the word says. "Marriage is honorable in all and the bed undefiled, but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge" Hebrews 13:4. Paul said, "Flee fornication. Every sin that a man doeth is without the body, but he that committeth fornication sinneth against his own body" I Corinthians 6:18. The body of the believer belongs to God. He has been bought with a price and is to glorify God while in the flesh. All of this is clearly taught in this chapter. Fornication is generally committed. in private. This leads one to believe that, since no one knows, or since the act was committed with a prostitute or call girl, that the sin goes unnoticed and the consequences are allayed. This is just not so. Pre-marital sex? An effort to reach compatibility? An innocent game to play? Not according to the word. God says it is fornication, sin, and those who commit such things shall not inherit the kingdom of God. It is not sex which God condemns, but it's misuse outside the marriage bond. May God forgiv ur ignorance! |
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[quote author=Tracy66 post=30179259][/quote]Ugly things forming becos of 10k that I can comfortably give out, mtcheew!!! |


You use sex to get a man.