My secret about to kill me – the child my husband thinks is his son, my boyfriend wants him back – part 15
But I maintained emphatically that, it was all about the dream and my son won’t be leaving the house.
And he said Ok.
‘But for how long am I going to pull this? He allowed him stay at home today, but what about tomorrow? I really need to come up with a better idea to prevent my son from coming into any contact with Peter again.” I thought to myself
I too, stayed home, I didn’t go to my shop.
Around 3:26pm, my husband returned home, but wasn’t looking like his usual self.
I inquired what happened and why his face looked sad.
He first, asked why I didn’t go to shop, I told him that, I decided to stay home with Chimzim, to take proper care of him.
And he called me by my real name and asked why I was keeping a secret from him.
“A secret? I don’t have any secret” I denied, feeling this light tension building in my heart. He came back early, looking down and blurted that, I have a secret. And my heart started getting ready to meet some tension.
“You are hiding something from me. It has nothing to do with the dream you said you had, I can feel it” he was looking serious, taking water from the fridge
I felt the push to tell him, thinking that, he already got a wind of what happened, but I decided to be sure of what he had in his mind before exposing my secret.
So I asked him what secret he was talking about, while still maintaining that, I had no secret.
He gave me a look and chuckled lightly, drinking the water, acting so calm. I meant, dangerously calm.
“A guy came to my office today and said his name was Peter”
“Peter?” I exclaimed
“Yes, he said you too know each other very well. That I should ask you about him, that you have a lot to share about him”
It skipped my mind that Peter could go to any length to have his desires met.
“So, who is Peter?” He asked, quietly walking to my direction
And I felt my whole body, shivering, as I peed on my pant.
He paused, looking at me and how my urine were pouring down my legs, messing the kitchen.
And his face went cold, he already understood that, something serious was amidst.
He got a mop and bucket of water and asked me to clean the kitchen first. That once I’m done, we continue talking about who Peter was.
For peeing on myself, proved that, it was something serious and if I had to lie, it should be a heavy lie that would quantify my terrifying state. But no tangible lie was coming to my mind.
He went to the living room, sat waiting for me to be done with cleaning myself.
He was already looking sad and demoralised. And revealing to him that, Chimzim wasn’t his son, he was definitely going to kill me, Chimzim and end his own life aswell.
I made him sent his own blood away, knowing that, the one in my womb wasn’t his.
He would definitely kill me. So, I started looking for a way to run away from the house, with Chimzim. Run far away, to a place he would never see us again.
But this plan was thwarted after he stormed in on me, trying to get Chimzim.
“Are you going somewhere?” he asked, looking dejected
“No…You asked I cleaned myself, so I’m done and about coming to you” I said, panicking inbetween my voice
He studied me for some seconds.
I noticed he sensed my body reactions and how nervous and restless I was looking.
He asked that Chimzim should remain in his room and be watching cartoon, while I followed him to the living room.
And I did as he said, crying and shivering silently that it was over for me.
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