Hate to fall in love

I started work after two years of my high diploma. I never engaged in any love relations after the previous love heart breaks. Infact some workmates wondered what kind of lady I was my age without any boyfriend. For sure some came my way but I never gave any man any a chance. 3 years later as am I am walking home, a car stops .  Excuse me beautiful, can I give you a ride? I proudly answer, no thank you, I have reached my destination already. Again question, hey beautiful, then can I have your number....nah, I have no phone. To my utter shock, the stranger in the car hands me a brand new already set up phone and says, please leave it on, I  will give you a call. Little did I know I had met the devil's son. I just couldn't believe this, was this a dream! How could a random stranger with such confidence and determination gift me a brand new phone. Well, if I was dreaming , I needed to wake up from my dream. It was real. Still astonished, the car passed by, I felt some bit of energy suddenly run through me. Who does that ? I asked my self ....I continued home until I could see clearly my little house. What I witnessed today was unbelievable. I get home, took a shower and the stranger I met couldn't leave my mind. Why did he do that? I kept wondering , smiling at myself the whole time. Was I so beautiful to drive someone nuts to that extent? I had no answer to that. Meanwhile I prepared some eggs and bread and sipped my coffee, I was so much absorbed  in thought when all of a sudden I realised a non familiar phone ring. It was the stranger. My heart skipped bits, what was he going to ask? I picked up the phone quickly with a low tone as if my energy was drained but I wondered where I had gathered all that strength of answering the long awaited telephone call.  Yes, please, .....on the other end I could here a deep hoarse voice, hey beautiful, you have made me proud.   Will you be my girlfriend . Already?I exclaimed. The stranger on the other end said, anything  anytime for u.....you are the one for me. I will marry you. Surely I was not impressed by these words.

It wasn't the first time hearing flattering words. The stranger continued with his drama words of how he had been seeing me walk home to work and work to home  for some time . Did I even care? I felt angry and at the same time alittle happy . This man was so crazy I imagined.

It turns out his name was Duncan. When I got to know about him,  Duncan was one of the worst beings I had met on planet earth. He was rude, loud and violet and drunken. Apart from the money, there was nothing good about  him. He was very disrespectful, unspeakable and unpredictable. Infact I never understood what he really wanted from me. Ofcourse I discover all this after several weeks of getting to know him better.  Can you imagine when we finally dated, Duncan commanded me to get out of his car in the middle of a high way just because I said something that pissed him off. You see readers, you cannot imagine how I got home in the middle of nowhere without money on me. Another time he abandoned me in a hotel without paying the bill just because a man called my phone. We cannot sometimes control who texts or calls us because we do not know who is calling us and why. We can only be in control after learning and blocking their phone or message. Dear reader, can you imagine the hustle I had to go through to clear the hotel bill ? I almost called my entire lineage to clear the bill.

Duncan was fond of getting silly drunk and fighting in the hotels. I would feel so ashamed that a rich man 20years + older than me would put down his dignity and behave like a little child. At one time the hotel guards had to drag us outside the hotel for his misbehaviour . Really! It was disgusting . I only prayed for the day we could finally  break up. Another time he drove us home with his niece at around 1am and commanded me to get out of his car and go back to my house. Reason, me and his niece were almost agemates and that we could sleep with each other behind his back. Remember his home was around 1 hour from my home. The only luck I had is that it was new year's night and people where everywhere. I went to a nearby church and cried to my God. I regretted the fateful day I had met Duncan. He only treated me like gabbage. I couldn't believe why he kept treating me that horrible. I started detesting him, I undermined him yet he commanded me around. This was becoming forced love. To tell you the truth, he could shout at me even in public places, slap me, tell me to my face how he was giving me a good life bla bla bla. This went on for days, weeks , even months.  I waited for my revenge and it wasn't long before I got a chance. 

Guess what reader ! The first revenge was he invited me to come over and I reminded him of the hotel incident. I told him that I needed him to fulfill 3 conditions if I were to come. One condition was to send me transport money to his destination, two from his destination and three to refund me the hotel money I  paid in the recent weeks. He promised to send it to me on arrival but I resisted that the condition was to first receive the money before setting off. He indeed fulfilled his promise. Minutes later I received a mobile money message on my phone and checking my account balance my account had been credited.

Well, Guess what, i never went to him. I had just paid myself back. His calls were all in vain. Abusive messages, anger, rude words were all his loss. This made me happier. Finally I had won. I made it. I got back at him.  That atleast calmed me. He had finally paid back part of his rudeness