CHAPTER 16: I'M A SURVIVOR

 At the hotel, I and Sadie killed time by chatting with each other,

 "I can't believe you were actually gonna go on a date with Chris John?!" I taunted.

 "I swear, before I swipe right, imma be needing some pictures," Sadie said disappointed at herself.

 Then I remembered that back at Marty's boyfriend's party, she slept with a guy. "Hey, what about um, that guy you fucked at Kaleb's party." Then she replied, "Well, he only liked me for my extra large boobs. And I can't date a man who only likes me for just a part of my body."

 "For just your boobs, come on! He's missing a lot!" I said to Sadie trying to cheer her up. "I know right? My boobs were in agonizing pain that night. He couldn't leave them alone and just fuck me." Sadie stressed.

 "Speaking about fucking...." I said to Sadie as I bit my lips and chuckled within. She was so pumped up. She was eager to hear what I was about to say, "Tell me. Did you get the roll?" 

 The roll?? What the fuck is this woman talking about? That was when I realized the lie I told her when I wanted to make use of her power bank. I remember that I told her that I was auditioning for a movie role. "You were right, I should stick to being behind this desk. I didn't get the roll." I lied then I pretended to be sad.

 She told me that more opportunities will come my way. Then I brushed the matter off by telling her the initial story I wanted to tell her.

 "So you know yesterday I was given a day off my Mr Rogers," Sadie didn't even let me finish then she said as she gasped,

 "No, did you get laid during your day off? Did someone fucking fuck you? Oh my God, are you pregnant?"

 Okay, Sadie was overreacting, "Yes, Yes and No!" I said to her after shushing her down. "There's this man. I'm not gonna disclose his name until I know what we are." Sadie wasn't happy with the fact that I didn't want to tell her his name. "I'm sorry Sadie, but I can't. Anyways, he took me to this fancy dinner spot, it was just us and he fucked me so hard until I couldn't walk."

 "What? Kate, he just took you out and fucked you? What is that, a sex addict? You didn't eat anything, were you his food?" Sadie asked, she seemed confused.

 "Well, in a way I was his food. Because he couldn't stop eating me out." I said as I giggled.

 "And where did you meet this guy?" Sadie asked me curiously.

 I fumbled because I didn't want to tell Sadie where and how I met him. I can't have her know that I went out with one of the hotel residents. God knows how she'll digest the information. So I lied again instead, 

 "Long time friend of mine. Anyways, let's leave this topic. I'm already bored talking about it." I said, trying to avoid further questions from her.

 Shortly, we were all left agape when we saw Andrea coming to take her things from her desk. We all thought she had been sacked until her friend summoned the courage to ask her. "What's happening Andrea, why are you taking your stuff?" Then she replied, "I'm getting married!!!" She squealed.

 Married?! We were obviously so excited for her but marriage? No one expected that. We all suspected that she would be getting married to the man she had been sleeping with at the hotel. Turns out it was him. What a lucky girl, Andrea.

...

At Antonio's

 Miranda's POV~

 I was watching TV when Antonio came in. "How's my boy Nunez, huh?" He said to me as he used a toothpick to remove the stuck food particles that were in between his teeth. 

 "Nunez's fine. Just took him to school not so long ago." I said, coldly.

 "And how's your back?" Antonio asked indifferently.

 "The doctor said I'll be just fine." I was holding back everything I wanted to say to Antonio. I couldn't find the courage to say it. Until I finally did, "You didn't come back home last night. Where were you?"

 He was stunned that I dared question his whereabouts. "So I've got me some inquiring bitch like Kate huh?" I was trembling, I knew what he was capable of doing to me if I asked him questions concerning his life.

 "You wanna know where I was Miranda, huh!!?" I couldn't look at his face because I was scared of him. He yelled at me severally to look at him, "Mírame!!!" When I finally did, he grabbed me by the chin and forcefully kissed me. I pulled away from him and wiped my lips with my hands.

 "Take off your clothes!" He ordered me. "Antonio, I just want to watch TV." I pleaded with him.

 "Do I look like I care! Take off your fucking clothes!" He yelled. With tears in my eyes, I gently took off my clothes. To him, I was wasting a lot of time so he dragged me and pinned me down to the sofa. He forcefully removed the rest of my clothes and forced me to have sex with him.

 I did it with no emotion. He fucked me hard but I couldn't moan, I didn't enjoy it because I didn't want it. "Why aren't you making any sound? Are you crazy!!" He said to me as he groaned. He went in and out of me rapidly and I had no choice but to pretend that I was enjoying it 

 As we fucked, I began to think of what I was before Antonio. I was a kind, sweet-hearted teenage girl, going to school. I had to look for a way to fend for myself, and Antonio offered to help me, little did I know what would become of me. I'm a housewife, with a kid, who suffers from an abusive relationship. I know that one day, I would escape this, with my son, alive. Because I'm a survivor.