I arrive at my destination: Beedi. here I am going down to get to the house. Eh ah it's dry, there's no one in the street, it's scary and the lamp post has chosen its time to go out. Bad luck. A few meters away from the road, I feel like someone is calculating me, I quicken my pace, and then… bang!!! I feel someone pull me by the arm and put a hand over my mouth…I try to fight back but he slaps me so hard that the tear falls on its own. He pulls me towards the darkness, holds me by the neck...

Farel: run again I see. You can't get past me Arole...

Arole: please let me go, you're suffocating me. farel leave me alone

Farel: (in a serious tone) listen to me, little one. No matter what you do, until I get what I want, I won't leave you alone. …You understood ??

I tried to remove his hand, without success, my throat hurt and I couldn't speak. This is where he squeezed even harder.

Farel: answer! You understood ??

Arole: 0- u…yes.

Farel: I'm already losing patience...don't push me to take you by force...hmm, your body is tempting me a lot, but you're wasting our time by playing tough...

I couldn't answer him, he was choking me so much...

Farel: (in a playful tone) Arole, why can't you just give me a chance?? If you had accepted from the start, I wouldn't be chasing you around like this…you know I really want you, you can't know how much…but you'd rather be with a bastard like Jores… he's mad at you, I've already told you that. I would treat you better than him…you would have everything with me, much more consideration…

Arole: please let me go, I'll think about it, I... swear to you... Farel, but please... leave me. You strangle me.

Farel: okay the go. I'm letting you go, but you're going to stop running away from me and get with me, if not next time, you can't imagine what I'm going to do to you.

He says it while kissing me, caressing me and leaning against him. I close my eyes, full of disgust, I push him away wisely for fear that he will become violent. He lets go of me completely, immediately I run to enter my house. Luckily, my brother wasn't asleep yet, he opened the door for me, and the parents weren't in the living room. I throw myself on my bed, to tell the truth, I am not frightened by what has just happened. But I'm tired of it all. It's already going on too long and I no longer have the morale or the strength. I am overwhelmed. And when I still think about what put me there...rather the one who put me in this situation, I hurt, my tears flow. I cry with anger, regret, rage. I can't take it anymore…shit. I take out my phone, I see several missed calls. My friends called me… and kessie is still calling.

Arole: kessie...

Kessie: Arole!? Where are you? I'm worried, we've been looking for you here until we're scared, and you're not picking up the phone..

Arole: …

Kessie: Hello! Arole where are you? Ahhah even speak?

Arole: I'm home

Kessie: how are you at home? And...are you crying? Weer the girl here tell me what is even nor…

Arole: I had to go home kessie

Kessie: why? We went to bring other chairs, when I came back I didn't find you... Dion even speaks...! Why did you come back?

Arole: the madman there chased me again kessie…I don't know what to do anymore.

Kessie: and?? What else did he want?

Arole: The same song...and now he's threatening to rape me...

Kessie: Ekiee…

Arole: I ran so much earlier...kessie I'm tired of all that

Kessie: keep calm sweetie… tomorrow we'll call the guys there, they'll tell us what to do…he didn't do anything to you I hope?

Arole: he leaned on my neck...I even still have pain.

Kessie: the problem is that we can't call Doctor LAW now, it's getting late...sweetie, try to rest, tomorrow we'll find a solution...

That's what I've been trying to do for months. Finding peace, tranquility, walking without having to run or hide. That damn day, who even sent me? If I knew…

FLASHBACK (4 months rather)

One Monday, I take the road to Limbé, I go to my guy. I make these aisles back from time to time to see it. In fact, my name is Arole, I'm 23 and Jores is 29, he's been my boyfriend for over a year. We're not perfect, but between him and me, it's a bit like "ayaah come see the ndolo". We are accomplices, we laugh, we tease each other, we tell each other everything, well, almost everything! I come from an average family, neither poor nor “mouna bobo”. But my boy is a little rich. I spend my days between school, my little job, my friends and my black stallion! I'm not with my family too much Because I go out all the time and I hide in my little love nest! Yes, Jores bought an apartment just for us! Jores is not bad as a friend, for me he is handsome, the fire goes out, strong and hot like the problems. He already works in a company in limbo! He comes to Douala almost every weekend to see his tigress, that's what he calls me. I often travel to see him also in his city. And so on. I have my friends that I often invite to spend time at home or in limbé! Mainly kessie, Charlie, Aïcha. I like to share what I have with them. I invite them most of the time to the evenings that Jores organizes: “beach party”, “Mad weekend”, “only whisky” “closed room”…

I arrive in Limbé around 8 p.m. I'm excited to find Jores. I arrive at his apartment, I ring the bell, no one opens. Guess he hasn't come home yet. I search my bag, thank God, I took the keys. I open the door, I'm disgusted by the mess there is in his apartment. They partied and they didn't clean up. I drop off my things and start tidying up waiting for his return. 10:30 p.m. I finished tidying up, he hasn't come home yet. I don't want to call him. I wanted to surprise him. 11:20 p.m. still not there. I decide to call him without telling him that I am in limbo. It rings first, he doesn't answer. I tried twice more, nothing. It's Monday normally he must be home at this time. I try again! He picks up, but I have the impression that he is busy elsewhere.

Jores: Hey cc! Sorry I couldn't answer you when you called me.

Arole: what were you doing?

Jores: Inappropriate place.

Arole: Oh okay. Where are you now ?

Jores: I just got home cc.

Arole: Hmmm ok!

Jores: how are you then?

Arole: I'm fine baby. And you?

Jores: Oh very good. A little tired.

Arole: why do I have the impression that you are busy… who are you with?

Jores: uh no no no…I'm just exhausted. I want to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow morning please. I'm tired

Arole: Hum! Are you serious ? What does Jores mean?

Jores: Please, I don't have the head to make problems. Good night. I will call you tomorrow.

He completely hung up. The height, he lied and played seriously. But hey, he didn't know I was probing him. Normally I would ask myself questions, but I was amused by his lie. I laughed imagining the face he would make when he found me at home. I slept carefree, like a rat who doesn't know what to expect. It's 7 a.m. when I open my eyes. He's still not here. I get up and eat something I found in the fridge. I sit in front of the TV without any worries. I laugh in my heart eh ah!. 9 a.m. I take my phone and connect to WhatsApp. I see he was online about 30min ago.

…I go out to sit on the balcony, a few minutes later, I notice his car entering the parking lot. I watch him carefully until he enters the building. Time to go upstairs, I go and sit in the dining room. He enters and is surprised at the order there was. He is confused, I get up and he notices my presence! I stand with my arms crossed staring at him insistently. He raises his head and slows down when our eyes meet...

Jores: Arole…?? What... what are you doing here? When did you arrive?

I do not say anything. I look at him and he is amazed. He is troubled, he looks at me and looks around. He is ashamed and passes his hand over his head. I go back to sitting in front of the TV. I laughed in my heart. To be honest, I wanted to burst out laughing… God only knows how I squeezed it so it wouldn't come out. He went into the bedroom to change. It comes out after a few hours. In the meantime I made macaroni with a little sauce. I served him and he ate. It is said that silence can make the adversary stupid? Jores was then. He didn't know what to say. He was scratching his head, where he had the lice oh I was just looking at him…finally with all the shame and embarrassment in the world, he opens his mouth after much hesitation, who knows how much his brain has been working?? I would die of laughter in my heart when I saw him trying to figure out how to place the first word...

Jores: baby…yesterday I lied to you…

I don't say anything, I act like I haven't heard anything and I stare at the TV…he scratches his throat and continues..

Jores: are you listening to me??

I turn my head towards him for a few seconds then I turn it back towards the TV..

Jores: I…actually, yesterday I lied to you

Arole: Hmm.

Jores: Excuse me! I didn't want to tell you that I was out at the time. In reality I was with Farel, Eddy and some friends...

Arole: (I pretend to be furious and suddenly get up from the sofa) is that why you had trouble talking to me? Because you were with your friends?

Jores: (moving closer to me) Not at all. I was in the middle of Jean's parents, the friend we were staying with to help him organize his meeting with the representatives of RightLaw. He needed someone's experience. We took the opportunity to have a little fun...

Arole: Yes, that's it...only excuses, bogus pretexts

Jores: yet I tell you the truth

Arole: …Stop all that please. If you lie I will know how? Since you were lying yesterday, could you know that I am here to realize that you are only a liar?

Jores: (in a soft flattering voice) I just didn't want to worry you...

Arole: and since when did knowing that you are out at 11 p.m. to have fun with your friends worries me? Or is there something else you're not telling me…huh?? Say when did you once tell me you're out for fun I objected?

Jores: there's nothing... just understand me honey...

Arole: Anyway, I didn't ask you to explain anything to me. Who feels brat blows his nose. And who apologizes, accuses himself...

Jores: (walks over and grabs me by the waist) I'm sorry my tigress...

I didn't know how to sulk for a long time. Especially when he apologizes and hugs me everywhere. I didn't want to dwell on it. I missed him and just wanted to be in his arms. I tied my mouth a bit. And how he always guesses what I want. He comes closer and kisses my neck. I feel a warm wind that makes me shiver. He begins to caress me. He tries to kiss me on the mouth, but I dodge. He stops my head and kisses me forcefully. He picks me up and leads me into the bedroom. I still say nothing. Then I burst out laughing. He does not know that these are the laughs that I accumulated. He thinks he's too strong. He smiles, lays me down on the bed and kisses me again. the taste of lips so excited.... Jores delicately passes his hands from my belly to my chest, I shudder sensually when he tickles my nipples... I'm too impatient, I completely remove my dress which was slowing down his caresses and throws myself desperately to his lips. With one hand he supported my almost bare buttocks and pulled my thong, with the other hand he unhooked my bra... here I am naked, abandoned in his arms... I rushed to remove his dismembered body, then his pants and bermudas at the same time...what I see makes my clitoris throb and wet even more...I want to feel his cock hard and taut inside me! I quickly grab his member, greedily I suck it like candy...

Jores: aaaahhh

Arole: hummmm...aaah....hummmm

Jores: I love it.

I treat myself well for a few seconds, proud to hear him growl with pleasure. He decides to give me this pleasure, he spreads me on the bed, opens my legs wide and plunges his head into it. I sigh with happiness when he runs his tongue over my flower of life... he tastes me, he browses my flora and I fidget in all directions, I growl with pleasure, it's so good! After a few moments, he gets inside me....hummm! I like ! As always, I get chills! Her comings and goings, the thrusts of her kidneys send little shocks to my body, I feel like I'm tripping, my pleasure gets to the brain so much...we spent hours making love like this... As always our hot moments make me forget everything. sprawled in the arms of one and the other, We stay there to make our comments. We talk about everything and nothing. The evening passed very quickly. I called my mom to let me know. I also called my sister and my brother… two days passed, we had walked in the town of Limbé, the outings, the meetings with his seductive-looking friends. there was this something I felt every time I was around his friends…I don't know why, but it was there, real, awkward. I always felt like I was Jores' trophy whenever we were around his friends. He treated me like he was waving me in front of his friends and saying, "Do you have a girl like that? “Look, I have it” “I have the most beautiful girl, you will find the same”. Anyone would be happy to know that her man is proud to be with her...but there was something about me that I couldn't quite figure out...but hey, it was just my imagination... That's what I thought.