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I Killed A Man.


VINA

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I picked up my mobile and dialed his number.

He picked on the third ring and I breathed nervously as I called out to him.
"Hello!"

"I am home, you know my schedule, why bother ask?"

His voice was a rich baritone that I have come to associate with so many things and even right now, I felt my stomach tie up in little knots.

He dropped the call and I sighed. I paced up and down my dingy apartment as I lit a joint.

What I was going to do was massive and risky in ever way imaginable but for me to move on, I knew I had to do this.

I wore my favorite ripped jeans and a tank top, I pulled a loose fitting shirt on it and I let it fly open, I wasn't going to button that shirt.

In my mind's eyes, I was in my war clothes.

I pulled a bandana over my head and packed my pocket knives.

I hid them strategically and said a word of prayer to the statue of Mary sitting in the midst of candles on a table by the corner.

I hailed a motorcycle and soon I was in his house.

I let myself in and as usual, I found him on his bed, stroking what I have come to realize was a massive cock.

"Come here."

He said in that Creepy baritone and it irked me. The devil on my shoulder spoke to me to get this over with but now that I was here, all of my bravado had fled.

I had tears in my eyes as I took off my shirt, I climbed astride him with my jeans still on but he was impatient, as usual, he wanted to be inside of me as soon as he could.

He was struggling with my jeans when the tail of the knife appeared and he smacked me straight in the face.

My mouth opened into a nasty cut and I started to bleed.

"After everything?? You still have that silly notion of revenge stuck in your head? I thought you promised to stop?"

He was mad now and so was I, I knew his next move so I sprang to my feet and bolted to the kitchen.

I turned the bolt and sat there on the floor. What had I been thinking? This wasn't going as planned.

"You stupid bitch, open this door!!!!"

I stood up quickly and tried to barricade the door. When I was done I stood there and waited.

He started to pound on the weak wooden door and I knew that soon, the door would give. I needed a new plan.

"All I was trying to do was fix you, I wanted to help but you are just an ungrateful little bitch"

He spewed more and more of his filth while I looked around, knowing that I had to defend myself when he eventually burst through the door.

I saw a rolling pin and I grabbed it and took position.

The moment he burst through I attacked and knocked him out.

Even when I realized he was out, I didn't stop, I pummeled him again and again till I started to cry.
"f***k you! f***k you! God I'm sorry"

I kept saying till I calmed down.
I didn't want to kill him, at least not yet.

I got off him and took off my tank top soaked in his blood.

I pulled him to the huge table and quickly got ropes to tie him to the leg of the table. I knew he would be conscious soon.

When I was satisfied, I sat opposite him and lit another joint while I waited for him to come to.

It took about thirty minutes.

He looked around before finally settling his eyes on me.

He chuckled deeply and spat blood right in my face.

I stood up and smacked him hard across the face.
He winced in agony and made choking noises.

"Why did you do it?? I was only thirteen when you started, what did I do to deserve any of that?"

He laughed deeply.

"You naive girl, isn't it obvious? You were turning into a demon, into one of those possessed girls we see on television."

" I am a demon because I like girls? What do you think you are?"

I said in anger as I kicked a bucket.

"I wanted the best for..."

I smacked him square again as i cursed obscenely.

"You care only about yourself and your pleasure, raping me constantly, wanting to change me. Newsflash I still love girls, if anything, I like them better"

"You lie, you get wet for me."

He said cockily.

"I get wet for you?  Listen, a woman's body is programmed to react in certain situations, when you are cold, you get goose bumps, when you are bored, you yawn, and if an erogenous spot is touched, the body secrets fluid, do not ever mistake wetness for want. I never wanted anything you did to me"

"You know nothing. You are still a child"

"A child you have been raping for thirteen years. Why did you do it?"

" You want the truth? Your hoe of a mother paid me to do it. There, chew on that little bitch"
He spat again and I was too shocked to react.

I felt myself falling but for the life of me, I couldn't stop gravity. I collapsed in a heap, trying to assimilate this new information but my head kept rejecting it.

"You liar, you just want to mess with my head. My mother never liked me but she is my mother, she would never pay my low life uncle to rape me at thirteen."

I said slowly shaking my head from side to side.

He laughed that devilish laugh and nodded.

"Even when it is obvious, your love for your mother still blinds you. Who saw you when you were kissing that demonic neighbor's daughter, who brought you to my house every weekend and later on started sending you on errands to me from time to time, who never listened to you when you complained that I was raping you? Open your eyes and see!"

I gulped noisily as my mind worked.

Everything he said was true. My mother had done all these things and more. She had beat me to a coma and accused me of defaming my lovely uncle once I complained of him. My daddy had always been on my side but he had slept and never woken up.

"Oh my God!!"

I screamed as I started to cry.
My mother had ruined my life, I had spent half of my life in rehabilitation centers for drug abuse and for trying to kill myself on several occasions and I have my mother to thank for it?

"You thought you were special? Beautiful or What? Why should I bother with you?"

The rage prompted me and before I knew it I was behind him, holding his head up as I sliced his throat open.

I felt powerful, I felt like it was right, ending this thing that started thirteen years ago. I pushed his head carelessly away from myself as I sat there and watched him as he breathed his last.

I finished my joint and I knew where else I had to go....

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1 hour ago, Hipstar said:

Hmmmm.. Vina I'm scared of you 'where are you going next?'

Lmao. I am coming to your house.

As you no gree for me:597f83a445cb9_tw_joy1:

#is play o, don't Coman arrest me, I am not feeling fine.

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Just now, vina said:

Lmao. I am coming to your house.

As you no gree for me:597f83a445cb9_tw_joy1:

#is play o, don't Coman arrest me, I am not feeling fine.

Lmao.. you kuku scatter for everywhere

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3 minutes ago, Hipstar said:

Lmao.. you kuku scatter for everywhere

Should I come and see you? I won't come with my knives I promise, just vibrators(not dildo's sef).

What say you??:597f82853fcf9_tw_flushed1:

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