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They pulled away, and Oliver’s head turned around. His eyes landed on me, and they inmediately grew murderous. He released Cecil and stormed towards me. I tried to hurry away as fast as my legs would take me, but my back collided with the pillar, and panic came to my face.
“Oliver!” I whimpered out.
“I told you I didn’t want to see you. I didn’t want to hear your voice, and I didn’t want you anywhere near me. What the fuck are you doing here?!” He sneered at me, and I trembled all over.
“You moved on,” I mumbled, but he heard. “With my best friend?”
“You were fucking my brother while being married to me.” He countered, “Or did you come to lie
and deny?”
I had no memory of what happened that night, and the harder I tried to remember, the Wanker is became. I had no feelings for Seth. Yes, I kept the things from him because Seth and Cecil begged me to. I was with Seth only because Cecil didn’t want to be alone with him. I thought I was a helpful friend a good friend.
Cecil had planned this whole thing out. She had always wanted Oliver, and I didn’t see it. She convinced Seth to somehow join in her scheme. It was a perfect plan. It was perfectly executed to
make me a liar and a cheater and make Oliver hate me.
It worked, Oliver hated me, and she had him to herself.
“That is what I thought.” Oliver scoffed and stepped away from me.
I didn’t come here to prove my innocence to him, though; that didn’t matter anymore. I came for something else, which was equally important.
“Oliver, listen,” I called, taking his hand.
He turned around so fast; I wasn’t ready for it. He grabbed me by the neck and slammed me into the wall. My head hit the wall, and my eyes blurred. He did not let go, and instead, he tightened his hands around my neck to the point where I couldn’t breathe. I struggled to set his hand off me, but I couldn’t make him.
This man could not be the one who promised to protect me and stand up even against hell itself. This couldn’t be the same man, could he?
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He stared into my eyes, and while his hands gripped my neck, I saw so much hatred and disgust that I wished for death. I stopped struggling, and my eyes grew dim, losing all the strength to keep up the
good fight.
There was a time I wanted to live; I wanted life, happiness, and all the good things that came with it,
but not anymore.
I wanted to die. What was the point?
He released his hand on me, and I crumbled to the ground. I took a sharp breath, and my heart hammered rigorously.
He stood over me, staring down, and for a second, I saw remorse in his eyes. I sobbed and curled up on the ground. “Please kill me. Oliver, please kill me,” I begged,
He took a step back, and I didn’t know if it was because of my words or because he didn’t want to be near me. “Do not come near me again, or I will grant you your wish.” He walked away without looking back.
I don’t know how long I stayed on the floor crying, but I knew it was for a long time, I heard voices of students coming in and going out, but if any saw me, they didn’t come close,
I was glad no one did; I wanted to stay this way.
My phone rang, and I pulled it out of my pocket to look at it. It was Maria calling, probably to ask where I was. I came here to tell Oliver he was about to be a father, which was a mistake,
The man I saw didn’t look like one I would allow around my child. He wanted to hurt me, and he did.
He also hated me more than I thought possible.
I answered the call, and I heard Onu’s voice from the other end. “Hey, Imela. Where are you?”
“Harvard parking lot.”
“Is she okay?” I heard Maria’s voice from the background before Onu asked. “Are you okay?”
I covered my mouth and shook my head. “Yeah,” I replied after a few seconds.
“Should we come and get you?”
“No, I will find my way home,” I answered, and my phone beeped, and I saw I had a low battery.
“I’ve got to go, low battery.”
I ended the call, got up from the ground, left the parking lot, and got onto the street. It would take
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thirty minutes‘ drive to reach home, but I walked, I wanted to walk and never stop, and i did.
The night came after an hour of walking, and I noticed a black tainted car following from beland as I got onto Harvard’s bridge.
I couldn’t get a ride, my battery was flat, and this was the worst spot to hitchhike, 1 contart run because I was hungry and tired, so I picked up my pace as tear crept in
Those in the car talling me got out, and I saw the bold and red haired man who had attacked me many days ago. They had come to finish the job they had started.
I took to my heels, running as fast as my legs could. I ran because, as horride as life was, One and Maria wanted me to come home. They were waiting
It was a futile attempt to escape an inescapable fate, because the men soon caught up with me. While the red haired man carried me, the bald man covered my mouth so i would not make a sound. It was a lonely road at this time, so no help would come even if I cried for it. They handed me towards the bridge’s railing, and I struggled with them, knowing what they planned to do.
They came to the railing, and without saying a word, they threw me off. I fell into the water and began to drown. I knew how to swim, and I wanted to save myself and the life in me, but at the moment, I couldn’t do anything
I was tired, I was weak, and I would only save myself and return to a world where I wasn’t wanted. A world where I would never be safe, a world where my child would never be safe or have a father. That wasn’t a world I wanted to go back to. It wasn’t worth it.
Onu and Maria will find my body eventually. They will mourn, but they will move on and hopefully have a peaceful life, one I will never give them as long as I’m alive.
I will see Elena and my mother; they will be happy to see me, and we will never be apart arrymore.
So, as my senses drowned, I felt at ease and embraced the inescapable.
Death
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