ONCE UPON A RAPIST - FINAL ACT

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Ok people, this is the last part of the 'ONCE UPON A RAPIST' Story. I hope everyone has been following. If 'No', please, checkout the beginning parts here and here.

So where were we?

Oh yeah! I was swept back into the room with a kick.......

The thought of my failed escape got me really angry.  In my intense anger, I gave my captor a stern and straight look as I roared in between tears ‘let me go now!’

‘What happens if I don’t let you go now?’ he asked trying not to shout. ‘I don’t know why you are so stubborn, I know a lot of girls who would have given in already’. 

‘I am not those girls, Jeff, and I am never going to be them’, I shouted with my eyes closed and tears trickling down uncontrollably.

‘Bring down your voice’, he commanded. But at this point, I was not going to be hushed, so I kept shouting. In anger, he grabbed my both arms and shook me as he firmly said, ‘shut the h*** up!’. The look on his face left my words hanging in my mouth. I tried to make out the meaning of that look but I couldn't.

He left me and went to sit on the bed that was already looking like two elephants had fought on it. I stood in the middle of the room pitying myself and swearing never to speak to any man again. I was still on the act of self-pity when I heard my captor say something. I hardly heard him so I turned to his direction to hear what he had to say clearly but then he had stopped talking.

I made a confused face at him and asked what he said.  He looked at me for a while and muttered, ‘You can go now’. My mouth went open with surprise. ‘But’, he continued, ‘you would have to kiss me first’.  My stomach stirred with irritation as I looked at him straight in the eyes and said, ‘what is the point in forcing me to kiss you now when you know it means I may never want to see you again’.

‘Beatrice, truth is, you are never going to see me again anyway, I lost that chance three hours ago. But it hurts because I really do love you’, he said. I was thrown off balance by his reply but I managed a few words of admonition, ‘ Next time, don’t force people you love, I mean, you don’t need it’.

After some seconds, he sighed and asked, ‘so you are not going to kiss me?’ ‘No’, I replied with a frown. He stood up, held my hands, walked to door, opened it with a key from his pocket and bid me goodbye.

As I stepped out of that room, all I wanted to do was run before he could change his mind but on a second thought, I decided to walk to the gate. However, I had just taken about three steps when he said, ‘Bee, why didn’t you kiss me, at least?’.

‘No reason that serious except that I am not ready yet’, I replied and walked away with my dignity and my body intact. Hmmm.

What were you expecting the end would be? Hahahahaha

Actually, I didn’t think I was going to escape until I was out of the premises.. LOL

But do you think he really wanted to rape me? Because now, I am thinking he never really wanted to.

What do you think about his claim about loving me? Do you think he freed me because he loved me as he claimed?