Sunday, October 11th, 2026
8pm
Kalisha's POV
Eyes gradually rising, glimmer of satisfaction on my smile and body after making sweet love last night. Having sex with N was so breathtaking. I haven't felt this sensation in a long time. Not even Dadi was able to please me like N did.
I'm so thankful that he is in my life. He listens to all my problems, he follows my commands and demands, he cares, he satisfies me, and he loves me. I love him with my whole existence. I don't want him to ever leave me. Speaking of which, where is N?
"N?" I asks, hoping he would respond back.
I get no response. I didn't want to over-speculate, because he's probably freshening himself up. We did get dirty last night and there were a lot of love scars we gave to each other. I still feel the pressure on my neck when he grabbed the chain and pulled me closer to him. Also I still feel every inch of him, just thinking about it is making me go crazy.
I get off the bed to check the bathroom if he is inside. Opening the door and there is no sign of him. The lights are turned off and nothing was touched. I start to worry, because there are no other places he can be in. I doubt he's in my walk-in closet, because what man would want to go there. I highly doubt he's in Shani's room.
Where could he be? Why did he leave without notifying me? Does he still love me? Was he using me this whole time? Oh my god, I hope he didn't use me for only sex. I despise men who plays with women's hearts and leave them after sex. That is some small cock energy.
It hurts especially coming from a guy that I thought was genuine and loving. I actually cared for this man. I felt sorry for what happened to him. All those kind words and gestures didn't mean anything.
"I'm so stupid!" Yelling and smacking myself, while heading back to the bed.
I'm so foolish for trusting a man. I actually thought I found the right one. I thought he was a better replacement for Dadi. But come to find out, N and Dadi are similar. Honestly, all men are basically the same.
They try sweet talking women and claim that they love us. So that we can offer our hearts and bodies to them. But they never stay or show the same affection. They only want sex and that's all.
I hate making this a race issue, but black men gets more love and appreciation than black women. Black women always have to be the ones protecting, caring, and loving black men. But when it comes to black men doing the same for black women, there's no compassion or love returned back. They never ask how black women are feeling or support them. They only come to black women for sex or to baby them.
I put all my time and effort trying to fix a damaged man. Making sure that falling in love with me will cure all his problems. But that was never the case. Now all my help just made him leave. He didn't even bother letting me know why he left.
This is the very last time I'm ever letting a man win over my heart. I've been heartbroken way too much and I'm tired of getting hurt.
My eyes are swollen and a puddle of tears are forming.
"Why N? Why? Why did you leave me? I thought you loved me. You even promised that you won't ever leave me. You know what N, FUCK YOU!" I slam my hand next to the pillow he slept with and I hear a paper crumble.
My eyes widen and I wipe my nose using my shirt. Looking under the pillow and there is a folded paper inside. I wonder why a paper was under a pillow. Unraveling the paper and its a letter from N.
"Dear Kalisha,
I know you are wondering where I am at and why did I leave without telling you? I did not leave because I don't love you anymore, which I still do. I will never cheat on you, break your heart, or use you for sex. I hate guys that mistreats women and I'll never hurt you for any reason.
The real reason why I left is because I've been thinking a lot about that incident when I was a child. I still have nightmares about it and it's been messing my mind for far too long. Also I got a sneaky feeling that Mike Benson aka the guy at the bistro might be the cop that killed my parents and cut off half of my tongue. I can't live with myself knowing that he is still alive. He must pay for the long lasting damage he caused in my life and get the justice that my parents truly deserved. I hope you can understand.
Once I'm done with him, I will be with you forever. I want to spend the rest of my existence with you. You are the best woman that I ever met. You really did change my life for the better. There's still a lot I want to learn from you.
If you want to contact me while I'm gone, I left my WhatsApp number and you can talk to me anytime.
So again, I'm sorry for leaving so abruptly. I promise once I'm done, I will never leave you. You are the best and I love you.
From, N
For my love, Kalisha"
There is a hurricane of tears and my emotions are at the center of it. I feel glad that he didn't leave me for an idiotic reason and that he still loves me. But I hate that he didn't tell me sooner, I would have helped out or gave him some support. When he comes back, I'm going to give him a major slap and the wettest kiss ever.
Abeg (please) let him come back. I need him in my life. My heart would disintegrate if he ends up getting killed.
Thankfully, he gave me his number. So I can text or call him anytime. I need to tell Jymia and Shani about this, because I need to talk to someone right now.
"KALISHA?!!!" Jymia calls out.
"Perfect timing" I said to myself. "YES?!" I respond back.
"I need to talk to you." She said.
"Okay, I'm coming." I respond.
Who would have known that Jymia had something to tell me. Whatever she has to say, I need to reveal what just happened to me to her.
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I'm inside Shani's room, but only Jymia is inside. I see a lot of cameras in the room, which is strange to me.
"Where is Shani? Also why are there so many cameras in the room?" I ask curiously.
"Shani is at the salon. As for the cameras, let me tell what happened to me before I get to that." She replied.
I sit on the bed next to her and listen to everything she is telling me. I am disturbed by the information she shared to me about what happened after I left the Owambe.
"I am so sorry that happened to you. You shouldn't have gone through that. Are you okay?" I asks.
"Yeah. But I need to get revenge on Dadi. I honestly thought that he wasn't that bad of a guy, but he is worse than devil. He needs to be punished." She vents out.
"We should definitely punish him. But not in a predictable or easy way. We need to teach him a lesson on how he should never disrespect women." I add in.
"I got a perfect plan. So after the party, Shani and I went to a store called VampVids. It has electronics and equipments that I have never witnessed before. The store is all black vampire owned, which brought me joy. This store has cameras, phones, and video recorders where vampires can finally look at themselves. So the reason why I brought this up, because we're going to record Dadi and expose how misogynistic he is towards black female vampires and women period!" She explains.
"That's a great plan. But let's not do it here, because I don't want Dadi anywhere near my property. Let's do it at Shani's salon, so that we can trap him and reveal to the world how much of a sexist pig he truly is." I tell her.
"Wow, I did not know you had this nasty side to you." She said.
"I'm only this rude to Dadi. He was the very first man to break my heart. He mostly used me for sex, he didn't actually care about me, and he cheated on me with many women. He made me feel less than a woman. I'm tired of him treating women like they're worthless sex dolls. After we expose him, he will never get ass from any female vampires again." I explain.
Jymia gives me a side hug. "Now that's my bitch. So what were you going to tell me?" She asks. She stops hugging me.
"After N and I left the Owambe, we had sex." I tell her.
Jymia squeals and hugs me again like there's no tomorrow. She lets go of me.
"I'm so happy for you girl. Tell me, was he huge?" She asks.
"Yes, he was huge. He had a bigger gbola (dick) than Dadi. He gave me the best sexual experience I've felt in a while." I respond.
"You don't know how happy I am for you. Where is N? Is he here?" She asks.
"He left" I replied.
"He left? Did he use you? Was he using you to hit it and than quit it?" She asks, raising a brow and crossing her arms.
"He did leave, but he wasn't using me. He wrote me this letter that explains his whereabouts and how he truly feels about me. Here read it." I explained, handing her the letter.
Jymia reads the letter and starts getting emotional.
"What do you think?" I asks.
"I wish I had a good man like N in my life. I'm so happy but also jealous of you." She replied.
"Aww, don't worry best fren. You will find the right man. Just have patience and continue doing your own thing. You shouldn't chase after men, let men chase after you." I tell her.
"Thank you so much. You are the best." She said. Giving me a hug.
"Don't sweat it. You deserve to be loved." I said, letting her go. I get off the bed.
"If you need me, I'm going to be texting and calling N." I added.
"Okay. Don't forget about the plan." She reminds me.
"I won't" I respond, closing the door and texting N to see if he's going to be okay.
Opening up WhatsApp to add N as a contact and started texting him.
Me: Hey boo, I just received your letter and you almost gave me a panic attack. But I still love you and I hope you return okay.
Using the red heart, puppy eyes, and praying hand emojis at the end of the text. I sent the text and two blue checks pop up, which means he has read it and is typing. Waiting a few seconds to receive a text back, he is taking forever to reply back. I'm starting to get impatient. The text finally appears and I read it.
N: I'm sorry for making you worry. I should have told you, but I need to do this all by myself. I can't live with myself knowing that he's still out there. When I get back, I will stay with you forever and never leave you again. I love you too.
Reading his text made me relieved, but I'm still in defense. I hope he doesn't hurt himself or gets killed.