Tinuke i called you severally but you didn't pick up, You were talking to all those your numerous boyfriends right?? you wont answer me? you are acting dumb right?
i was speechless, not again, i was in a meeting David, i didn't hear my phone ring cos it was silent, and i rushed out to rush home before traffic builds up due to the rain...i stretched out my hand to show him the phone, He grabbed it from my hand, looked through it and and throw it at me, i docked and it hit the wall, the force of the impact scattered my phone to tiny bits.. i was sobbing silently, David hates when i cry, it makes him angrier and he might end up beating me again, not 2 beatings in one day i couldn't bear that so i sobbed quietly while he stormed into our bedroom....
I met David in School, good looking Christian brother with plenty swag, i bumped into him at the social sciences faculty, he picked my books with such a smile to die for...jeez...
He said i looked familiar, i thought it was a pick up line but when he mentioned my brother's name, i knew he knew me, My brother is very popular and that was how i got talking with David..
he was always in my room, we had so much fun, he graduated the next session and our love continued to grow.
He got a good job in one of the banks as an analyst and was doing pretty well..
He didn't like me talking to other guys in my class, neighborhood or off camp residence... i felt it was normal cos he loved me and possessive is good.
He encouraged me to share my social media passwords with him, my account details, everything...saying, we should not have secrets between us, i believed him cos i was totally in love.
During my service year, he proposed to me and the following year we got married...
The happiest day of my life, i wore my ring so very proudly, it was like music to my ears when people called me Mrs David Abiola... beautiful feeling...
2 weeks after the wedding, i got my first baptism of fire....
i went to visit my folks and got back by 7pm, i saw my ever smiling David frowning, i thought something must have happened at work..."David, whats wrong?did something happened? to my utter dismay, i got 2 hot slaps.. "where the hell are you coming from? you went to see your lover abi? i was so stunned... i stammered.. what was he talking about?did he just slap me twice? i went to see my parents...and i walked into our bedroom, before i could say Jack, He hit me and i met myself on the floor, 'NEVER WALK OUT WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU", he stormed out of the house...
David came back home in at midnight with gifts apologizing and begging saying he will never ever hit me again,, i was too shocked to say anything, he made me promise never to mention it to our parents and it wont ever happen again...
oh that was just the beginning, i lost 3 pregnancies in 2 years due to beatings from David,he broke anything in sight when he got angry and hates when i cry, it makes him more angry and i get more beatings..
Then the day happened....It rained......
i sobbed silently so he wouldn't touch me, He stormed into the room and i thought that was the end little did i know that the rain will be my saving grace...
As i turn to go into the kitchen, i felt a yank on my hair, and blows on my face...David was screaming on top of his voice like a caged animal, "I will teach you a lesson you will never forget" he kept hitting me in the face, as he turn to pick up something to hit me, i jumped up and made a rush for the door, jumped into the rain, i didn't know where i was going but i just kept running in the rain...
its been 2 years and every time time it rains, i remember..........
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