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Big Bold And Beautiful – Season 1 [Episode 1 – 12]

“You hungry?” he asked bringing a plate of fried
rice to the bed where I laid, I didn’t reply, just
laid there wondering what was going on in
school, my parents, Rebecca, Sean..oh Sean.. He
was due to travel tomorrow and I was
here..kidnapped, he must be so worried.
“You won’t eat?”
“I’m not hungry” I replied
“But why.. I took my time to make your fav…”he
said calmly like he was speaking to a child
Thinking arguing with him wouldn’t resolve
anything, I sat up and decided to eat, starving
myself wouldn’t help my course and I needed the
strength. He smiled broadly, then reached over
and pulled back my hair gently
” I never knew you were gonna say yes to me,
you were so pure, so perfect…different from
every other girl wanting to be with me..”he
paused “all I needed was your time Emilia.. I
needed you to spend time with me..but no..you
decided to stay two weeks at his house” he
voice raised a pitch
” I..I was thinking.. And I wasn’t always at his
house”
“Liar….W—e” he slapped the plate of rice away,
I gaped shocked at the plate of rice on the floor
“Martin..”
“Shut up..shut the hell up” he paced around,
dragging his hair, I decided to keep calm, then
began
“I know you’re angry and have every right to be
but can you please let me talk to my mother…
let them know I’m okay”
” Oh you would, you would even talk to your lover
boy Sean “he said it with distaste pointing at me,
then his knee touched the bed “but don’t think
you’re going to see them again…if I go down,
you’re going down with me”
“What are you talking about?”
“I killed Rachel OK..I pushed her off a building
because the b—h refused to do exactly as I
asked her to…couldn’t get implicated like that,
had my reputation to protect, she wanted to ruin
it…” he stood up again ..and paced, my eyes
looked around the room for something, anything..
for a possible escape “..I just used her in school
to satisfy my urges…but she wanted it you know,
everygirl does, but Racheal was a s–t and I liked
that…” he paused “…she was so glad I chose
her…but she wanted to tell you, the w—e..” he
paced, clamping his hands, he was shaking
again…he stopped suddenly and looked at me “I
loved you Emilia, all I did was for you..” His knee
touched the bed again “You think it was easy
dating you and not touching you like I wanted..”
He touched my leg and I shifted away..his hand
hung “you were just so pure, so perfect, I wanted
to protect your virtue till marriage…your
virtue..”he said again..now fully on the bed, and
crawling towards me…I was frightened stiff both
from all he had said and what he was about to
do, he knelt and loosened his belt..oh god.. this
was not happening, I shut my eyes, hiding my
face on my drawn up knees
“Please..Martin.. Please..”
“What’s the guarantee you’re still a virgin uh,
let’s see if you are”
“I am….I swear” tears formed
“You lying w—e” he said pulling on my knickers,
I screamed
“No..no p..please don’t..”I was so scared
He suddenly burst into laughter and went off me,
I thought he was crazy, this confirmed it..
” you got it coming, but not now”he said buckling
up, I just gawked in shock
He checked his pockets and took out my phones,
he flung one, it hit the wall and broke “This is
dead..and this is what I’m using to monitor your
calls..you’re much loved but let’s see..”he went
through my calls while I glanced at my destroyed
android phone
“Hmm…Rebecca, Rebecca..thought the note I
left should have shut her up, Serena.. hmm,
maybe after you I’ll go for her, what do you
think…”
I believed now he was psychotic, his father knew
and had tried to warn me…
“Your father..your mother.. Sean..” He looked at
me then began typing
“Sending him a message right now..”
“No..please don’t..” I knelt on the bed”please I
beg you”
“You love him right?.. Led me on, you f—–g
innocent virgin led ME on to believe you actually
loved me, but you were playing me..I was gonna
marry you you know..thought you were special..”
I looked around for a possible means of escape
but found none, not while he was here, I found it
difficult to believe this was Martin, my Martin,
the one I had crushed on in fellowship, the one I
thought was the most spirit filled man I had ever
met, how had I been so deceived to think he was
the Christian and Sean was not, Rebecca had
tried to warn me, did she know something.. did
she know he was seeing Racheal behind my
back, i had speculations but had chose to ignore
it..blinded by my beliefs that he was a christian
and would never do anything like that. He did
everything so well in fellowship, everybody loved
him, what happened, where did he miss it, why
did he allow the devil to prevail, I felt I could still
talk to him maybe he just needed help..maybe
God could still..
He stopped typing and looked at me
“I’m done, I’m gonna read it out for you”he said
“Martin why you doing this…”I began
“Martin is in trouble and I have decided to run
away with him, do not bother looking for me..I
love you Sean but I can’t spend the rest of my
life with a pagan.
PS. Let my parents know I’m fine and would be
back when I can”
He read it out for me
“How smart can I be, its brilliant uh…” he
laughed out loud, I began to cry then it turned
into a wail
“God please, help me” save me from this
monster
He scratched his head “Guess you like it” he said
and still pressed “Now where is that send
button..” he said taunting me
I cried out with my hands on my face, the reality
of my father’s dream dawning on me…if he sent
that, if he even pressed that button, I would
loose Sean forever because he was right now
waiting for my answer. I discovered now that
nothing was more important to me than Sean
because I loved him so much, this was the worst
he could do to me.
“Please…please don’t send it” I begged, my tears
fell as I got off the bed towards him to try and
get the phone, but he pushed me aside so I fell
to the floor in a thud
“And sent” he said “now eat up and stop acting
like a b**ch” he said and walked away.

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