Chapter 49 pt 2

The call lasted few hours after that before it finally ended. It was a good night here and there and then we finally let go of each other.

I might have been hallucinating but i could have sworn that I heard him say something along the lines of ‘I hope I'm in your dreams’ I couldn’t tell though, I was too sleepy go understand him at that point, besides, it could have been that my ears were playing tricks on me

I placed the phone beside me, it was already the dead of the night , so I went to sleep, the sleep carrying me easily, without any fight on my part.

Knock! Knock!! Knock!!!

I picked up my phone, 2a.m fear washed over me. I definitely wasn’t expecting anyone, not to talk of someone coming by this time of the night.

I walked out, already having the police number typed in, in case anything were to happen. I was not going to be taking chances with my life.

I was as silent as I could be, my footsteps barely heard in the house. I peeked through the door hole. No one. Another set of noise disturbed the door. This time more aggressive. It was as though the person intended to pull down the door of the house.

“I FUCKING KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE, SO YOH NETHER OPEN UP!!” I calmed hearing Ben’s voice, at least I knew it wasn’t a burglar. It made a lot of sense why I couldn’t see him through the hole.

“I’m not opening the door for you Ben.”

“The fuck you mean, I own you! I fucking own you! I decide where you stay and where you don’t and right now, I don’t want you anywhere here.” I could hear a slurr in hiss words.

He was drunk, there was no doubt about that. You could get that from hiccups and slurring of his words. I was in no means about to get in a conversation with a drunk Ben. I’ve heard knew with him before, or at least heard him Talk about me in my presence before and that was something I didn’t want to re-live anymore.

“go home Ben, I am not in the mood to talk to you, not this night.”

“please” hiccups “I just want to see your face”

“Go home Ben” I made my way to the Bedroom, but just before I could enter Completely, he turned back to banging..

With irritation, I marched back to the living room and swing the door open on him.

“,you better go home, or I’m calling the cops.” That seemed to get into his head as he pulled the chair back so that he could go back to where the hell his car was parked.

I knew he was not going to back-up completely, but for this night, in this moment, I was going to have a nice sleep, away from him....

I laid back in bed trying to get back to sleep.

Kaya looked at me for a brief moment before she slept back. Suddenly everything that happened that night filled me causing the tears to fill over.

This feeling was worse than any feeling i got when my mum was ill-treating me.