MARRIED TO A STRANGER EPISODES 5 – 8

MARRIED TO A STRANGER

By: Mister Allen

Episode 7

He stood over her still holding the scissors in his hands, she could feel his breath on her face, she was so sure she was going to die that night. “Please don’t kill me” she begged again hoping to appeal to his conscience; slowly he lowered his hand, dropping the scissors on the floor, then he turned to walk away and went back to the room to lay his head to rest.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she opened her eyes still surprised that he didn’t do anything to harm her in his rage, she stood in the bathroom for a while staring at herself at the mirror and reminiscing on how close she came to meeting her creator in the last few minutes.

Jeff had never been violent to her, not once in all their 5 years of marriage, “how could he suddenly become a monster overnight?” She thought, it was all too absurd for her to comprehend.
After a few minutes, she went into the room to put on her clothes, Jeff was fast asleep, she was too scared to lie on the same bed with him for fear that he might wake up much later and decide to strangle her to death, so she went to Jojo’s room and slept with her instead.

She had barely slept a few hours, when her alarm rang waking her up to get ready for work, she usually left the house very early leaving Lola to get Jojo ready for school because her office was far from home and her boss had zero tolerance for lateness.

She worked in the marketing department of a small company and her job involved marketing the company’s products to potential customers; she didn’t earn a fixed salary, her pay was dependent on how many customers she was able to convince to patronise the company’s products.

Although she tried her best every month, her salary was usually only enough to cater to her needs and those of Jojo if she was lucky. Now that Jeff no longer had a job, she was forced to work extra hard to make ends meet and being queried for getting to work late was the last thing she needed.

She left Jojo sleeping on the bed and went back to her room to prepare for work, Jeff was awake sitting on the bed and fiddling with his phone when he walked in; she pretended not to notice and walked towards the bathroom, then he dropped his phone and ran to catch up with her before she locked the door, “I’m so sorry baby, I don’t know what came over me last night, I was drunk, I wasn’t myself” he begged, “you know I’d never do anything to hurt you” he continued, “I’ve never laid a finger on you since the day we met, why would I want to start now?” He begged , “same thing I asked myself last night” she mumbled, “Im sorry” he said kneeling down, I promise you, It’ll never happen again” he begged, “I was just frustrated.”
“It’s okay! I’ve forgiven you” she said helping him up slowly, “although it’s going to be difficult for me to feel safe around you again.”
“I swear on my life, I will never do anything to harm you, I cross my heart” he said placing his hand on his chest, she knew he was genuinely sorry but a part of her was scared that what happened yesterday was only the beginning of more horrible things to come.
She also feared that if he continued drinking the way he did the previous night, he might develop one of those serious medical problems caused by taking too much alcohol, possibly pancreatitis.

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