Near Death Experience

"What are you trying to do? Get the fuck off me. How on earth did you find yourself in my bedroom, let alone naked with you? Wait a minute, did you drug me?" Ciara cried. She wasn't sure what to think about anymore. The only thought in my head was that they had sex and nothing more. 

What baffled Ciara the most was that Walters was calm. He didn't show any sign of weakness when he had sex with Ciara's Father's house. 

"Are you not going to say anything? How is this calm after everything that happened? What kind of person are you? Just when I thought you were different from Dexter. Then boom! You are worse than the devil," Ciara roared like a wounded Lion. 

Seeing her react this way, Walters retracted. He didn't make any attempt to cuddle her anymore. 

He stayed quiet for a while, looked in the opposite direction, and narrowed his gaze back to her. "Firstly, I am better than my brother. Don't you dare compare us together? Secondly, I didn't drug you neither did I rape you. We both had sex like matured adults, and it was consented,"

"That's none of my business. Just get the fuck out of my house. I rather chew stones than believe you," Ciara continued to rant. Not even the explanation From Walters was enough to convince her. 

Her mind was made up. He lured her to have sex with her and there's nothing that Walters can do to change that. 

"Look, I am telling the truth. I've got no reason to lie to you. Okay! I am sorry if you think I took advantage of you," Walters finally apologized after he saw that Ciara was refusing to believe him.

"I don't care what you have got to say. Just leave immediately. I don't wanna ever set my eyes on your ugly face anymore," Ciara said and maintained her stance. 

She tried her best not to look into his face to avoid getting enchanted for the second time.

When he saw that Ciara wouldn't listen to him, he turned around to leave. "My stuff is in the living room. I will just go get them and leave," 

As he was about to leave, Ciara halted him. "Please don't go yet."

Where he stood, he smiled like someone that just won a lottery. He was elated that she had finally allowed him to stay back. That way, he would get to convince her that the sex was consensual. 

His happiness was short-lived the moment Ciara said. "My Dad is around. You can't leave," 

Walters frowned as he turned around to look at Ciara. "Is this a joke? I thought he was supposed to be at the hospital with my father. You never told me he was coming back home tonight. What am I going to do now?" 

"This isn't the time to argue. You need to find a way to hide right about now. My Father must not find you here," Ciara bemoaned. 

"Wait a minute, I just hope you are not suggesting that I go hide inside the toilet. Because that's never going to happen," He vowed. 

Without listening to Ciara, he already knew that was precisely what she was doing to him. He saw that happen in movies a thousand times. 

"Can you just shut the fuck up and let me think? Your nagging is messing with my head, and it's not helping matters," she lamented.

"Ciara, are you there?

Please open the door. It's shut," Kelly called out. He landed several knocks on the door, but she was refusing to open the door. 

Without uttering a word, Ciara dragged Walters to the back door and signaled him to leave immediately. 

"Are you sick? I'm stark naked. 

How do you expect me to leave this way without my wears?" Walters exclaimed. He tried to make Ciara see the reasons why he needed to get his stuff in the living room. All his explanations fell on deaf ears. 

"You know what's going to happen? Tell me your home address. I will bring them myself," Ciara vowed and figured that it was the way out. 

"What about my wallet? I got some cash there. Would they be safe too?" Walters raised the alarm. The way he looked at Ciara, he thought she was going to steal the cash inside the wallet. 

"Don't be silly 

No one is stealing from you. Do I look like one of those strippers to you?' Ciara clapped back. She opened the back door and pushed him outside after he had disclosed his office address. He didn't trust her enough to want to share his home address. 

After his exit, Ciara rushed to dress her bed and tidy her room. She dashed to the bathroom to have a quick bath before going to open the door for her father to come in.

"Dad, welcome back. 

Never thought you'd be back tonight. Thought you were going to spend the night with your friend In the hospital. What went wrong?" Ciara asked, trying to force a conversation with Kelly. 

Kelly ignored her. 

He knew that she was hiding someone in her room, but he couldn't tell who that was. 

Ciara was talking to him, but he wasn't paying attention or looking in her direction. At that moment, Ciara didn't even exist to Kelly.

He combed the four corners of Ciara's room, just to find the mystery man. He wasn't still able to find anyone. 

"Where are you hiding him?" Kelly queried Ciara after he failed to find the mystery man.

"Hiding who? 

I've got an idea who you're talking about, Dad. Are you tired? Perhaps I should help you have a hot bath," Ciara denied. She itched her head, pretending not to know what Kelly was talking about. 

"Should you try to lie, it may interest you to know that I found some flower bouquet at the doorstep. Not only that, I also met some male wear scattered in the living room. So you better start talking now before I lose my temper," Kelly raged. 

He uncovered her weakness and secret. There was no hiding place for her anymore.