Whose Fault {2}

I ran as I tiptoed to the door of the living room as fast as I could before she got to the door, as her head slowly came out of the door she saw me and then smiled as she began to arrange her gown well

“Aahh Rose you didn’t travel again?”
Arranging her hair in order as she asked me that question and then she asked another question
“Where you the one at my door?”
Immediately I shook my head and answered
“No mum, just got in now!” I answered
She seemed relieved as she smiled and then added
“Harriet has been busy cleaning my room, my room is all messed up”
She walked to where I was and helped me in carrying my bag as she shouted
“Harriet be fast with the cleaning of my room”
She answered from inside my mum’s room
“Yes Aunty”.
I began to despise everything my mum did for me and felt like nailing Harriet to a cross and piercing an arrow through her heart, I began to imagine things that would be going on when am not around, everything in that house with the shape of dildo began to irritate me, from tube of her cream, to the small pestle in the kitchen and even the cucumber and carrot that was been refrigerated, I felt in the heat of their passion that they might have used the cucumber as one of their sexual tools.
I stayed indoors all through as I waited patiently for the break of dawn so that I could travel to abuja, I had resolved to go back to school from abuja, and the morning was my succor as it came faster than I felt, my thinking into the depth of the night as I wondered if most times I was asleep in my room that they would sneak into each others room and fuck the brains out of themselves, so when I finally dozed off into the dreamland morning came faster than I imagined.
Aunty Tonye picked me at the airport in abuja with smiles and an open arm, I had planned to explain all my predicaments to her when we got home but the too many stopovers at various fun spots, eatries and finally ending up in a club named ‘Cubana’, she told me her friend who is a serving minister in abuja owned the place and that she had the free liberty to order what she wanted.
Indeed she had the liberty as she ordered various expensive wines and popped each with the drink splashing out of the bottle to the admiration of others in the club, I began to enjoy my five minutes of fame as guys began checking me out, some would wink, some would wave and others would smile, but a guy amongst them who couldn’t contain his emotions and was emboldened by the way I winked back at him, he has the built of a WWE wrestler as he was muscular, huge and had the gait of a mafian don in one of the too many hollywood movies I had watched
“My name is Dave”
He said as he stretched his hand for a handshake, Aunty Tonye who was on the dance floor sweating it out with her dance moves from the song the deejay was dishing out, ran from where she was to our table and interrupted the budding conversation
“Hey! Hey! Young man, you better turn with those things dangling in between your legs and get the hell out of here”
I felt pity on the boy as I protested
“Aah aah! Aunty its not fair!”
Immediately she flashed angry looks at me and said
“Will you shutup? What do you know about men?”
The guy turned and walked away as she grabbed the bottle of whiskey on the table and gulped almost half its content, turned to me and said
“Let’s leave”
She drove me home and battled with the keys as she staggered, she was dead drunk and I wondered how she managed to drive me home, she staggered to her room as she point the other room by the left and said
“That’s your room over there”
I had just walked out of the bathroom with my towel tied from my chest down when she opened the door and said
“Let us pray before we sleep”
I turned facing the wall as my back was starring at her and then wore my night gown, she looked at me straight in the eyes as I turned and said
“Wow you have a nice body”
To many that was really absurd as only smiled and then knelt down beside her with my elbow placed on the bed
“Lead the prayer” she said
With her head bowed down as I began to pray, I felt her hand slightly on my thighs, it was more like she shoved me, next she began to caress my butt, I was shocked as I stopped and pushed her hand away
“C’mon your a big girl” she whispered
I opened my eyes and saw that she was admiring my body while her other hand was squeezing nipples inside her night gown
“Aunty what is the meaning of this?”
She grabbed the hem of my night gown and lifted it up swiftly, she did that so fast as she revealed my butt and spanked me so hard, I stood up immediately and ran towards the door as she chased me and grabbed my gown as I struggled to open the door, she drew me back and banged the door, her drunk state made her stagger to the other side of the room as she battled with her steps, then dived me on the ground, forcing her hand into my thighs as my night gown had gone up, I clenched my thighs so strong, not letting the force she exerted in between my thigh go through, it was when I felt her index finger dug inside my pussy that I quickly pushed her off me with all my strength, and then ran out opening the door of her room as I ran through the hallway to my room and then closed the door behind me as I locked it, she ran after me but was late so she began to bang the door and screaming
“You twat! C’mon open that door!”
I was so afraid as I was inside the room shaking and looking for a way I could run out of the house, there was sudden silence and then I heard her voice, this time she was pleading
“Am sorry Rose, dunno what I was doing, please forgive me and promise not to tell your mum” she said
I didn’t even say a word for I had made up my mind to leave her house by dawn, atleast am not being raped by a woman where I was.
As I wokeup that morning I didn’t even bother taking my bath as I grabbed my bag that hasn’t even been opened since I got to abuja, quietly I opened the door and saw Aunty Tonye lying down by my doorstep fast asleep, I tiptoed with my box, and then opened the door of her house and then boarded a taxi to the airport.
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