My life after I started dating a very rich Yahoo guy – the End
After Oteme came out of the bathroom, he went straight to his laptop and continued doing what he was doing before.
So I went to him, stood at his back, making sure that my body was touching him. So I started rubbing his head and he seemed to be enjoying it. But when I started moving my hand down his chest, he then smiled and said, it was ok. That he needs to concentrate, that I should start getting ready, that we will be leaving soon.
He exhibited a very cold attitude which clearly explained to me that, Oteme wasn’t into me.
I then got confused, because he already told me that, our future matched together, “so why giving me cold attitude?” I asked myself and then, I became demoralised.
Did you know that, the time he asked me to allow him concentrate, his breath still smelled horribly? In fact, it was even times two of how it smelled the first time, but still, I was praying earnestly for him to be the man I would love to spend the rest of my life with. May God have mercy on me.
All because of money?………shaking my head, seriously.
So I sat on the bed, folding my hands, showing him that I was very angry. But this guy did not even bother looking at my face.
“Was he not the same guy that chatted with me so romantically the previous night, so what’s going on?” I kept asking myself.
When I noticed that, he wasn’t even looking at my direction, I decided to respect myself and get ready.
And that was the last thing I could remember vividly.
I still remember, but not too clearly on how I came down from his car and I was walking and people were seriously looking at me. I knew I was going to somewhere, but I can’t get a clear picture of where I was going. But people were seriously looking at me….I mean very seriously, and I remembered not feeling bothered.
I was able to recover 7 weeks later.
According to my family, I lost my mind. I went crazy, but it wasn’t that severe, not the type that could make someone eat dirty food and start living in trash areas or running around in the market square. I still had some part of my sanity, but I was gone. If not for my Aunty who understood what was happening on time, I would have been gone and irredeemable. I was lucky to be found on time.
It was some of my lodge mates who contacted them and they rushed immediately and took me.
My Aunty is a woman of God, a prophet who also add some good traditional ideas in her practice. She understood what was happening to me and took action immediately.
I was in her ministry at Onitsha for 5 weeks where she was washing me with some local herbs to ward off what ever Oteme did to me.
My mother said, they first used salt to wash me and that I almost bite her. That I was fighting with them to stop whatever they were doing.
But I thank God for everything. I was saved and learnt my bitter lessons.
Till today, I haven’t seen Oteme. I have been using my eyes to search for him everywhere, even online, but no trace of him.
Till today, I am scared of responding to any man that comes to my side, before he turns to, Oteme the second.
So this is where I’m dropping my pen. I was lucky to be saved on time, but you may not be too lucky. Be careful before saying yes to any man that comes your way. Whether rich or poor, always apply cautious. The days are evil.
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