I Regretted My Last Relationship !! Part 1

				Hi dear Reader... How is your day going/ Hope Fine.. At times in life we find ourselves in the wrong relationship and we end up asking ourselves how do we manage to get entangled in such a relationship. God help us! Sisters please be very wise when choosing a life partner, pray about it, study the person in questions, find out about the person very well before going into a relationship with him,likewise men do same when choosing a life partner. The story below will shock you😮  Read on.............................................................................................. I Regretted My Last Relationship !! Part 1 I never knew he was not a believer. We prayed together, we church together, we even fasted together. He was everything to me.  When I needed money he gave me.  I took him to my mum,  to my greatest surprise mum loved him.  Mum has never liked any of my male friends. She must have excuse for not liking them. One was too short for me,  despite he was a good Christian. What an excuse.  True! I am a short beautiful girl.  But I loved Dave!  Dave was too short for mum. A little shorter than me though. But does that really matters? All I cared about was someone that can understand me. When I raise my hand, Dave knows what I wanted.  We were the most  beautiful couple on campus.  We did everything together. But he never touched me for sex.  He was a good home trained boy that does not believe in that, naturally. My growth spiritually was slow but I was not an unbeliever when I men Fred. I couldn't pray through, but he convinced me that he heard God spoke to him.  He was mentoring me I thought. Put me through in so many spiritual things. He condemned so many things I use to do.  I love my trousers,  jean most especially. He took them away! Bought me ten beautiful colourful  skirts, just in one day. I haven't left school when I met him. Fred was a civil engineer. I met him at my aunt's church in porthacourt  when I went to see my aunt from school. Fred was a youth leader at my aunt's church. Oh! I regretted the day I met Fred. I spent two weeks with aunty Vic. It was like a day, just because of Fred. As if my break should not end again. He took my number on that same day aunty Vic introduced me to him. We became friends that same day.  Our friendship brought him to University of Ibadan where I was studying then severally. He will always lodge in an hotel when he comes around. I was serving as a youth Corp when I decided to visit Fred without notice. I travelled down from Kano to porthacourt to see Fred on this fateful day. I got to his house around 9:05. The gate was left unlocked. I peeped and peeped,  no sign of the gate man. I wanted to do a surprise visit.  I entered the compound without anyone noticing me. Getting to the door,  it was locked,  but I was hearing sounds from inside. But not of people talking, it was not a sound I was  really familiar with either.  Not of pain,  not of joy,  but so weak.  I peeped through the window I was hearing the sound from. It was so dark. I turned round the house to the other door,  it was wide opened. Right in the kitchen I met a guy in a hot sex with a lady. I ran back. He left the girl, and  ran after me. He got me so quickly. Slapped me,  asking me who I wanted. I said "please its Fred"  He dragged me along, took me inside,  open a dark room, threw me on the floor, and said,  good we have a new goat now! I tell you, I was breathing as if it was my last breath.  He pointed a gun at me,  and told me to hold my lips. He opened the wardrobe in the room, brought out rope to tie my hands to the  back.  He tied my face with a scarf he loosed from his head. I was lying down almost lifeless for fear, when I noticed a wet hands pull down my skirt.  I wanted to shout but I remembered the gun.  I started begging him. He slapped me severally and deflowered me. I cried and cried as he was struggling to do this. After this I heard him left the room banging the door behind him. I was still sobbing like a baby, when I head the voice of Fred coming along the corridor of the room I was put. I heard someone told him,  "Scot! we have a new goat,  Baba will be glad,  I think she missed her road, she was looking for one Fred" I heard the door opened,  and I saw the ray of light through the scarf on my face as they switched on the room's light. Then Fred said "why the blood" I was bleeding! "Idiot!  did you rape the  goat?" Fred said.  I didn't know she was a virgin!  He replied. "Notwithstanding you have defiled the goat! She must not meat a man for seven days, Please throw her away! She is not useful. We shall use the old  goat. She is already here for seven days." Fred said again. I was shaking where I was lying for the revelation that Fred is a cultist. By himself he pulled off my blindfold,  just to discover his wife to be. Seeing his wife to be, as the goat being raped, I even thought it will be painful to him.  But his reactions was very different to the Fred I used to know. He shouted "you! how did you get here? Now that you know who I am, you have to die" I started shouting Fred please!  Fred please! moving close to him on my kneels, then the other guy pushed me back,  slapped me again and again,  saying who is Fred? I think the goat is a mad one, laughing crazily.  He couldn't get what was happening between us.  So callous in mind,  Fred said immediately, Go get me my gun! You can never imagine if he has seen me for once. He pretended he does not know me. But instead of the other guy to go and get his gun as instructed, he moved very close to him, whispered something into his ear. All Fred said was "fine!" after that.  He left the room with that guy immediately switching off the light, they banged the door. oh!  What a pain! I never knew love can turn to even death not hatred in a moment. I was left alone!  Immediately I remembered "wolves In Sheep Clothing" That is what my pastor use to call fake brethren. I thought he was a sheep!  So Fred is a wolf! Still tied on both hands,  with blood on me I knelt down cried unto God, forgive me oh Lord for my carelessness, but save me from these wolves. That was when I understood everything that my pastor use to tell us singles.  I realised I was not patient at all.  I didn't allowed God to lead me,  but Fred. I regretted all the steps I took. I was left alone in that dark room for hours I cannot tell. I remembered my phone and my bag that was taken by the guy that raped me. Can I even do anything with my hands tied? I was so hopeless! I imagined if aunty Victoria can know what she put me through. She connected me to this evil man,  thinking he would tutor me in the way of God. No one knows my whereabouts. Mother thought I was at Kano, likewise my Aunt.  Who can save me now? I was deep in this thought when I heard foot steps again. The first thing that came to my mind was that my prayers has been  answered, probably he has changed his mind to kill me. I was wrong,  no one came to my door. I started hearing voices, music, sound of people having happy moments. Guessed I  have been forgotten. The noise was growing bigger! I guessed it was a party. Suddenly my fear left me.  Something just told me that I can excape. I stood up,  thank God my blindfold has been removed, I bent to  look through the door hole, I didn't see anything. I bent again,  used my chin to press the door handle, Lo and behold  it opened.  I peeped out, to the right, the corridor led to a big room afar off, supposed to be a sitting room,  but it was having no furniture,  afar off, I saw people dancing in twos and most of them carrying bottles, I guessed that was beer or hot drinks. Odour of smokings has filled the whole place.  To the right of the corridor, the far end led to an opening I saw  not well enough.  The house was poorly lighted.  I summoned courage, like Esther "if I die I die" I tip toe, moving towards the opening, although I didn't know where the opening led too. I haven't walked a little distance when a guy half naked,  drunk I guessed, came out from another door on the corridor. I almost fainted,  but surprisingly, he said "Mary! Mary!  I said I'm not drunk, give me more drink now" trying to pull me to himself.  Immediately I keyed into the game. I said oh! more drinks for you!  Loose my hands!  I turned my back on him. Immediately he bent down to loose  the rope singing along  with the music.. He found it so difficult, he was pulling my hands instead of him loosing the rope. I felt much pains, that was when I knew how drunk he was,  but I had to manage. Luckily for me,   one hand came out of the rope suddenly. I used the that hand to remove my other hand from the rope.  I pulled up my skirt very well, I told the guy" go join them,  let me get you more drinks,  staggering to the dancing room,  he left. I continued towards the opening still tip toeing. When I got there, It only led to another room,  lighted though, I busted into tears,  I couldn't cry aloud. I lost hope of escape! Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Matthew:7:15 To be continued....................................................................😉