“NO! NO! STOP IT…LEAVE
ME ALONE…” With sweat dripping all over her face she realized that her brain
was playing tricks on her yet again. Only this time the tricks were reality.
Collette, a young chocolate
complexion model, about 5’7 with short strawberry blonde hair had a lot going
on for her. Every weekend, she would be strutting various fashion designs on the
runway made by well renowned designers, if not busy running like a headless
chicken sorting out events and weddings. Her weekdays were mellower, balancing
school with her passion for written art. A simple calm and collected laid back
girly girl who many knew she had it all going on for her. From her family to
her friends, you name it…but the most amazing thing was, she had time for
everyone including her man; Lucas.
With all the publicity and
all, Lucas always shied away from been his girl’s #1 supporter. If he wasn’t sitting
on the back seat, he was a no show. Collette always looked forward to seen her fiancé
at her shows but even a call to say he wouldn’t make it would have made her
heart a little settled other than no show; no communication. The only person
who was always there for her was a close friend; Giorgio. He was there for
every make-up mess up to meeting several known delegates who he was able to share
business ideas with and exchange contacts.
With no support from her
man, things ended up going downhill between Collette and Lucas. Things got so
bad that he packed his things, moved out without a notice and called off the
wedding. In all confusion, Collette walked into a house with half of the things
missing and a note explaining what was going on.
“A note…you leave me with
just a note!” she whispered to herself as she placed it on the dining table and
made a phone call.
Twenty minutes later, Collette
was seated next to Giorgio in one of the restaurants explaining what had just
happened.
“He isn’t worth your time,”
he said in-between a sip of beer, “You deserve more than that. Now just focus
on making your name and school and everything else will fall into place.”
“I wish it would be that easy,” whispered Collette to herself. “Yeah,
I’ll get better. Waiter, another wine re-fill please.”
As the night grew older, Giorgio
became more and more out of hand that Collette decided to drop him at his
house, further more it was just a stone throw away from where they were. At the
exit, Will; one of Giorgio’s old mates was outside in his Porsche with a call
girl on the passenger seat. “Willy it’s a good thing I ran into you, can you
please ensure Giorgio gets home safely,” said Collette. “Collette, I think it’s
best if you spent the night at his house. Look how drunk he is,” replied Willy
shaking his head glancing at Giorgio.
“No I can’t. I have an
early morning tomorrow”
“You have to. I can’t leave
him like this and neither can you”
“NO! I need to go home.”
And within the twinkle of
an eye, Collette found herself thrown into the car. She banged her head on the
floor and still didn’t understand what was going on.
“I am not leaving this car.
Please help me,” cried out Collette to the lady in the car who did nothing but
turn away as she watched Collette been dragged out of the car and thrown onto
the floor by Giorgio and Willy. As she tried to scream, Giorgio covered her
mouth and carried her into his house, threw her onto his bed and locked the
door behind him.
“Giorgio, you cannot be
doing this to me”
“Why not? You of all people
know, when I want something I always get it”
By now he was stripped down
to his boxers and was on top of Collette, removing her clothes. She still
attempted to shout, but he muffled her with a pillow. She agreed to corporate
with him and let him do what he wanted with her, furthermore he was stronger
than her and him been onto her petit body structure was a disadvantage to her.
He kissed her neck, moved down to her breast, tummy and knelt down to her
thighs. “It’s now or never” she told
herself. With a powerful kick, she hit Giorgio who went flying onto the floor. She
got up grabbed her clothes turned to the man who she thought was her best
friend lying on the floor and said, “There’s no way your raping me…”
Just when she was reaching
out to open the door, her left foot was grabbed forcing her down to the floor;
he pulled her close to his body. She tried hitting him with everything her
hands could get to but nothing worked. She looked at him straight into his eyes
which were now filled with fury and where blood shot red. “Please don’t! You’re
meant to be my pal,” cried Collette with tears running down her cheeks.
“Whatever Giorgio wants he
get” and true to his wants…..
Collette sat up on her
bed, switched on the lights. It was only 2.30am in the morning. She lied back
down with the memory of what her best friend had once almost done to her still
running through her mind. She turned onto her side, cuddled her pillow and
broke down into tears….
