KarmaMod:

Dont read Nursing.

SeanT21:

Is this some nigerian slang or something. What does it mean?

onyinye2:

SeanT. . . . . you don't want to open that can of worms, unless you plan on going fishing.

SeanT21:

Trust me, I DO!!!

KarmaMod:

In other words your boyfriend sounds like the type that can kill you.

SeanT21:

No, he is just overprotective. He really is sweet.

onyinye2:

That is what they all say.

onyinye2:

That is what they all say.

KarmaMod:

Exactly. Overprotective aka "If I can't have her, no one can" aka 6 ft under

KarmaMod:

Exactly. Overprotective aka "If I can't have her, no one can" aka 6 ft under

SeanT21:

I am serious. I am not stupid to be with a man that can abuse me. He never lay his hands on me since we started. He is not the ignorant type.

SeanT21:

TRUST ME, HE IS NOT LIKE THOSE MAN THAT KILL THEIR GIRLS!!!

If he was, I WILL NOT BE WITH HIM!!!

P.S: I watch too much Lifetime, I know what im talking about.

SeanT21:

Damn. How can I convince yall that he is a good person.

It was not always like this. When me and Tunde first started out it was pure heaven. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other and every second we spent together just wasn’t enough. He was a little over protective but I felt comfort and love.
We moved in together 6months after we started dating. My mother was not happy at all but she couldn’t say much apart from
“If it happens don’t get an abortion!”

A month into moving in together things changed. He said work had got stressful lately the day he smashed a plate in a rage because I didn’t answer his call. The plate narrowly missed my head.
“Tunde !!!” I screamed
“I'm sorry. Oh my God baby?” He ran and held me
We didn’t talk about that incident again. I buried it in the back of my mind.
3months passed nothing. Then one day I had to stay late after work to finish up on a stock take. As I was leaving the office I walked passed my managers door.
“Thats me done for the night Patrick. Everything’s in order Laura just needs to fax it all off to head office in the morning” I sighed as I told him
“What would we do without you?” He smiled back at me. He rubbed his temples.
“I’m done here as well. Wait up I’ll drop you to the station” He made a move to put some files away
“Oh no don’t worry I don’t want to take you out of your way” I told him
He didn’t listen and he dropped me to the station. I gave him a peck on the cheek as I got out of his car. Good old Patrick he was close to 60 now but he worked like he was still 21. Never too busy to listen to what you had to say or help out. Good old Patrick.

“Tunde?” I called out as I shut the front door
There was no answer. Maybe he was upstairs. I called again. No answer.
A slight panic came over me. He should of been home hours ago. I checked my phone as I slowly walked up the stairs to check if he had sent me a message. Nothing. The bedroom light was on. My heart was in my throat as I pushed the door open. He was sitting at the desk.
“God Tunde you scared me I have been calling-“
“Where have you been?” he cut me off and spun round. There was a look of pure anger on his face I had only seen that look once the day he threw that plate.

I was annoyed at this stage. I dropped my bag on the bed and began to take off my Jacket.
“I was at work doing stock take I told you remember!” I snapped
“YOU were doing stock take?” he asking looking confused
I stopped undressing. Was he ok? I looked at him puzzled.
“ WHO WERE YOU WITH! “ He bellowed
“I was at work” tears welled up in my eyes what was happening?
I moved towards him and touched his arm and pulled him to face me
“Tunde whats going on?”
He recoiled in disgust.
“ I can smell his fucking aftershave on you!!!”
“what are you talking about? Who? I'm not cheating on you please stop this your scaring me!”
He grabbed my arm in a vice like grip and pulled me slowly towards him
“You a fucking liar” He bought his face close to mine.
His eyes were bloodshot his nostrils flared. “I CAN SMELL HIS AFTERSHAVE!!!” He screamed into my face.
“Let go of me!” I tried free my arm. I couldn’t understand what was happening my heart was racing as I broke into a sweat.
“Tell me the truth. Only you and your boss stayed late tonight I saw Dina she told me everything no one stayed later just you and him”

I had to calm him down damn that Dina I could just imagine her and her smutty humour.
“Tunde listen you know Patrick is very good to me I just stayed behind to help. But you already knew that”
“WHAT I KNEW WAS THAT YOU LIED TO ME AND SAID YOU HAD STOCK TAKE AT WORK!” He roared
“ I did. I swear it” I was sobbing now
“Tunde please your hurting me.
“Why are you making me do this?” He bent his head and started sobbing

All of a sudden he started to pull me towards the bed. All my pleading and shouting did nothing as he pushed me down on the bed and held me there.
I was petrified not knowing who this was or what he would do next. He held me down with one hand and began fumbling with his trousers.
Oh my God.
I could hear myself screaming no please stop but nothing. He slipped his belt from his trousers. The first blow silenced me. It was the shock more than anything else.
“Oya tell me the truth” He had his arm raised
“ Theres nothing to tell I swear it to you!!” I screamed

His blows rained down all over my body one caught my face. I felt a huge welt come up across my face. Blow after blow rained down on me. I kicked and thrashed like a wild dog trying to get free. I delivered a blow to his groin. He doubled over in pain. I ran for the door. He ran after me. I would not make it to the stairs. I ran into the bathroom and pushed the bolt home.

THUD he kicked the door
“Open the frigging door bitch”
THUD
“I'm going to break it down!”
THUD
I curled up into a ball on the cold bathroom floor and felt relief. The coldness against my torn flesh.
I sobbed my heart out. No one would come to help me.
THUD
“OPEN IT!”
My heart was racing like mad as fear shook me to my very core I wanted to pee myself. Not one thought made sense.
THUD

It wasnt always like this.
The door can off the hinges and he lunged at me.

SeanT21:

Damn. That is some bad story. If I see signs like that, ITS OVER!!!

Your boyfriend is different. My man will go straigh ghetto. when we were in high school, He was always mad when I talk with guys even if we were friends. He has not gotten used to it eventhough I have many Guy friends. When they call me, He wants me to talk with them in his presence. Much Ado about Nothing.

KarmaMod:

Did you read the story osisi

Lol Sean T, we're just saying be careful. How old is the dude

Queenisha:

In that story,the first day he breaks a plate near my head,that's it.