Anna’s crush

I’ve not always been the mind blowing, eye catching kind of babe right from teenage years. I mostly stay on my own and expect every other person to do the same. In fact, I believe that everybody is good but I learnt a big lesson and was proven wrong…

I had my first crush at 27. I didn’t think it was a crush then oh. It had to be love… he was everything I wanted after all- sparkling, smart, articulate, creative and he had a way of sweeping me off my feet… a lady’s man, and I counted myself lucky until I shared a dream with him

I told him that I was the mother of his babies… A sweet dream I guess

I also guess Mark misunderstood me. He changed in an amazing way. He began to mount pressure on the relationship. He was bent on fulfilling my dream in a way I didn’t want. He wanted me to get pregnant without properly marrying me. It was offensive to me but I guess he wasn’t after my opinion. I resisted his advances… and he planned for me.

It was the evening of my 30th birthday, and he was taking me to a lake out of town. I was happy and excited…

Suddenly, we started into a forest like region and I became afraid. Well, he was my boo so I gat to trust him…

We got into a lonely place and he suddenly stopped the car complaining of an engine fault. He made some calls and in a romantic way bought out some “surprise” snack  from the boot for us to eat while waiting for his friend to come with a mechanic. When the waiting was long over due, I decided to enjoy the day before it was over. I took a stroll around the forest region with my boo until I was tired and he decided to carry me. He lifted me on his back and I giggled as we returned to the car, where he decided we should rest a little…

Once inside the car,he locked it and began to flatter me with his sweet talks. I was laughing through it absentmindedly. Then I felt his hand on my thighs…
Shocked, I asked him to stop and slapped off his hands.
To my amazement, he slapped me ( and this has never happened before).  Speechless, I looked into his eyes and saw what I had never seen before: EVIL…
Knowing where I was and remembering my plans of being a virgin till marriage, I pleaded with everything in me…

I got a beating for each plea, and when I was worn out due to the beatings, I passed out.

I woke up the next afternoon in a hospital with bandages. I asked the nurses what I was doing there and they had no Idea. I asked the doctors too and they said I was brought in by a woman, and after much description, it was obvious she was a good Samaritan.

It’s my 32nd birthday now and I still don’t know what Mark did to me that faithful evening. I’m alive and healthy. I haven’t seen Mark again since then but I’ve made up my mind never to trust a man ever again.