THE REJECTED LUNA

I hid at the back of the door as I tried to find out who was really shooting downstairs. I was really scared because if they killed Raymond right now I'll surely be doomed. I have never been in the middle of a gun fight, and this one was getting bloody.

He had already shot down two men and had two more to kill. The only thing on his mind were to kill them because they tried to kill him. He is very skilled at gun fights. After many bullets were exchanged, he succeeded in killing all of them.

After making sure that their was no other person coming in, he went downstairs and with an axe. He butchered the bodies in bits and packed them all into sack bags. He called his men and instructed them to pack the bags and dispose them properly.

After cleaning up the mess, he carried me back to his bedroom and locked me up again. He tied me up and stripped me naked. He reached out for a whip and flogged me as I groaned in pain. He made sure I sustained a reasonable amount of marks before he stopped. 

Leaving me tied to the pole and left the room and he locked the door behind him. All through the night, I hanged on the pole, and the only thoughts that went through my head were thoughts of death because my situation was considered a worst compared to death.

As I heard the lock of the door open, I heaved a sigh of relief. Raymond came in smoking as usual. He advanced towards the pole and untied me. He looked at me smiling like he derived joy from torturing innocent people. 

I quickly pounced on the food he served me and ate violently like a mad cat. I had already lost a lot of strength, and I was very hungry as well. He offered me a robe to cover my body, leaving me in deep confusion as to whether he wanted to kill me or save my life.

He apologised for the incident and promised that it would not happen again. His reasons were confidential, and so he did not disclose it to me. He took me to the bathroom and made me take a shower. 

After taking a shower, I slept off due to the fact that I have been a subject to a lot of torture and stress. I woke up 5 hours later, realising that I was alone in the house. I immediately made an attempt to escape, I reached for the door, which was open as well.

I took to my heels as I left the house, I did not know where I was heading from there , but I was certain that I wanted to escape to safety. I hadn't progressed far from his house when I saw a car driving towards my direction. I quickly raised my hand, signalling for help. The black Porsche vehicle parked I front of me.

It was too late when I noticed that it was Raymond and one of his partners. I was not much of a runner, but I tried to make a run. His partner out ran me in a matter of seconds and bundled me back into his car. 

I was doomed for good, I could see how pissed he was from his facial expression, and I did not need a soothsayer to explain the look on his face. I willingly followed him back into the house, realising that I could not escape. He promised to torture me in a better way.

Scared and nervous, I watched helplessly awaiting what he was about to do. He grabbed a Taser from his bag pack and used it to tase me for a while until I became unconscious. 

When I regained consciousness, I found myself on a bed lying close to him already on a night gown. I did not make an attempt to escape after the last trial. I simply tucked myself and began to have conversations with my thoughts.

"Why am I going through all these" I asked myself, trying to understand why I have always been a target of kidnap or violence. I could not go back to sleep as I kept wondering what Raymond wanted from me. 

I have always been attacked most times, and this has always made me feel depressed and uncomfortable to associate with people. My therapist told me that it might result in me acting violently to other individuals.

I was also subject to bullies in high school and received a lot of shameful treatment from the bullies. My father had a girlfriend after the death of my mother, but she always hated me, and for that reason, he broke up with her.

I stayed awake till dawn, Raymond woke up and slowly went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. I asked if I could join him, and he accepted offering a new toothbrush. 

He went naked in front of me and had his shower without caring if I was looking at all. What manner of disrespect and indiscipline could this be. I immediately went back to the bedroom and laid back in the bed.

After taking a shower, he wore a robe and asked me to go and take a shower. I asked if he could excuse me by leaving the room, but he did not oblige. I was left with no other choice but to enter the grabbing and quickly take a shower, well aware of his presence in the room. As the warm shower went through my hair down to my feet, I had a feeling of relief. I grabbed the soap and used to wash through my soft skin.

I was startled to see Raymond in the bathroom taking off his robe. He walked into the shower, grabbing my waist. I tried to resist, but he kissed my neck softly and made his way to kiss my lips.