Chapter 2
My eyes fluttered open. Rubbing the sleep off my eye, i could feel the morning breeze lightly dancing on my face and the bright sun stinging my eye.
I looked around the room and arched my brows.
Where am I ? This is definitely not my room.
I stretch my body and sat up on the bed that was when I noticed am naked.
Wait, what?. What the hell happened to me?
I definitely have not been to this room before.
I ransacked my brain trying to remember what happened last night.
Was I raped? Oh God!, I hope not.
Then I remembered, I talked to Asher about having a divorce then I left the house.
I went to a club and ordered for alcoholic drink. Then I met a guy who was seating next to me and drinking. I can’t really remember what happened next.
*Don’t you think you are drinking to much*
*Your boyfriend broke your heart?*
I remember him saying that. “What again, camille, think! Think!” I groaned.
I closed my eyes tightly forcing myself to remember.
Okay, he offered to take me to a room and then he laid me and oh my God!
My eyes widened when I reminisce what I said.
*Make love to me, please*
I slapped myself really hard. What have I done?
*No, No, you are drunk*
“Yes, I was fucking drunk and have stupidly gave my body to a stranger” I ranked my hair in my hair as I thought of what to do.
I got up from the bed stark naked and saw my clothes on the floor.
I quickly put them on and checked the bathroom but no one was there.
“How dare him?!” I gritted my teeth angrily.
“ I was drunk and he took advantage of me”
*he was drunk too* my subconscious shot at me.
“Whatever” I huffed and left the room.
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Worry gnawed at me as I stood in front of my house.
Am back to Asher. Oh God help me.
The front door was opened so I closed the door gently behind me and tiptoed in.
I flinched when I saw Asher standing in front of me.
“Where were you last night?” He asked coldly.
Panic assailed me and I played with my fingers.
“I....I....” I stuttered.
“Am asking for the last time, where were you last night?”
I scratch my head. “At Annie’s place. Yes!”
He chuckled. “You really think am stupid don’t you? I called Annie and guess what, she haven’t seen you for two days now. And your phone” he waved it on my face.
I gulped down nothing. “ i can go anywhere I want”
“Oh really?, You are a married woman Camille and you spent the night outside of home. Where were you?”
“Please, Asher. Save me the questions. I need to rest” I said and made to walk past him but he pushed me back making me fall on my butt.
I glared at him.
“Where were you last night?!, you were fucking men right? Have always known you are a slut but I didn’t expect it to have gotten to this extent”
His words felt like a knife to my heart. “Asher” I called, my throat thickened with sobs.
“Shut the fuck up! You know what, you are grounded. You can’t leave the house without my permission”
“Am not a school girl you can just decide to ground”
He chuckled. “Oh, I have the right to, that would stop you from opening your legs to men shamelessly”
My mood plummeted. On a normal day, I would have argued with him but he is right, am a slut.
Who else have sex with a stranger?
*Camille, you were drunk. You wouldn’t have done it in your right sense* That was my sub conscious trying to comfort me.
I said nothing and stood up, my waist hurting a bit. He had pushed me hard. I walked to our room and went straight to the bathroom to empty my tears.
Asher left for work after locking me in the house.
My phone rang. It was Annie, I picked up.
“Hello”
“Camille, where were you last night?, Asher called. He sounded worried”
Worried indeed. I scoffed.
“I just...went out. I didn’t take my phone so there was no way I could have called him”
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