I woke up feeling ecstatic, I had died and gone to heaven. Dwight's arm wrapped around my waist, my butt positioned perfectly at his middle.
Little kisses on my shoulder and neck left me wanting a repeat of last night.
"You smell like strawberries and vanilla." He said as he licked my ear lobe. Tingles running down to my core. I squeezed my thighs tighter.
"Last night...took my breathe away. I'm glad that you decided to give me a chance; to love you, to cherish and to be there for you in every way. I'm also glad that you found me worthy enough to let me in your heart and inside your deepest treasure."
I released his grip on me and turned to face him. "I am and forever will be grateful for you. You stuck by me with my baggage and drama with Matthew. Not many guys would do that. Plus you took care of me when I was feeling down, stressed and going through my troubles. I think I made the right choice in letting you in my life. I'm still trying to move away from the past, I'm slowly getting where I need to be and with you there to motivate and help me, I know I'll make it."
"You think?" he asked as he let out a small chuckle.
I softly smacked his chest. "I know."
As the sun rays kissed his face I moved in to latch onto his lips. He quickly deepened it. Moving his hand to squeeze my breasts, which left me moaning and my toes curling.
He unlatched his lips from mine, turned me over and got on top. He resumed his kissing, while he reached over to grab a condom from the nightstand.
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We decided not to go to work today, we wanted to stay in and just be in each other's company.
Dwight made breakfast, which consisted of; pancakes, eggs, Turkey bacon, coffee and orange juice.
"Are you trying to make me fat?" I asked while piling the food into my mouth.
"No, I appreciate your curves, which are in all the right places." He said as he placed a slap upon my ass.
"Are you ready for your court hearing that's coming up next week?" He asked.
"No, but I just want it everything to be over, so I can start living my life without looking over my shoulder. Hopefully, Matthew stays away before that, but knowing him, he has a trick up his sleeve." I said, my voice laced with much disappointment.
"He'd be crazy if he did something before or after his court date. I'd personally deal with him if he does. I won't use my fist next time." Dwight said, reassuring me that he was in my corner.
"I have something else to tell you...about Matthew. I squeaked out.
"What?" He asked taken back about what more I could possibly say.
"Let's clean up and sit on the couch." I told him.
After washing the dishes and wiping down the surfaces we both got another glass of orange juice before we sat down.
Dwight rubbed my leg. "Take your time, whatever you think I should know, just tell me that."
"No, I'll tell you everything. I want you to understand why he is, how he is."
"Ok, whenever your ready." He said.
"Don't disturb please, just listen. If I stop, I wont be able to continue. Ok?" I said.
I blew out a breathe and started.
He grew up with his mom, Martha and step dad, John. They lived in a small town on the border of Bantu, called iscliff. His dad passed away when he was 2 yrs old. He was a policeman from a neighbouring town and he was shot during a drive by.
Iscliff, town where all the drug lords, pimps and prostitutes lived. A town where no one makes it out of. If you grew up there then you had no chance of ever leaving. You either became one of the three.
His mom was a waitress at the local diner, she barely made any money at the end of each week to take care of him. When Matthew was 8 yrs old, Martha met John at the diner and they started dating shortly after.
Dating didn't last long, she quickly married him thinking he would make her and Matthew's life better. Sadly that didn't happen, John was a mechanic, who pretended to have money, but he was flaunting the money of the local drug Lord, Ming.
John never loved Martha he loved the fact she had a son. John took Matthew with him whenever he went to visit his lady friends. Matthew lost his virginity when he was only 9 yrs old, John became Matthew's pimp.
When he was drunk and Martha wasn't home he took out his anger on Matthew, both sexually and physically. He would take Mathew to the make shift room in the basement and assault him multiple times for the week and after telling him he was worthless.
John introduced Matthew in the bedroom to his brother's wife, Velda. When she refused to take part in what John wanted, he would tie her to the bedpost and force her. All this happened before he was 10.
I paused and took a breathe to calm my nerves and continued.
John usually took him to meetings with Ming, but when he couldn't pay his dues, he used Matthew as an escape route. Where each of the guards would sexually and physically assault Matthew, until he was bruised and bloodied.
Martha never paid Matthew any mind, even though she knew all of what John was doing to him , she never stopped it because it was no longer happening to her. She was wrapped up in her small world, which consisted of pills and cocaine.
She lost her Job at the diner when Matthew was 11, so John became the only breadwinner in the family. Sometimes when she was so high, she would lock Mathew in the bathroom cabinet for days, without any food or water. He would have the lick the pipe just to get a drip of water to drink. When Martha felt it was the right time; which was usually a week, she would let Matthew out.
Tears started flowing down my face as I spoke, this was so hard to tell and it wasn't my story.
March 4th, leap year; Matthew decided enough was enough, he would no longer take any abuse from his mother and John. He planned how to get rid if them both and he needed to start with his mother.
He walked into the bedroom where his mother slept one night, took the large knife that John had the in the top draw of the nightstand.
He placed the pillow over her head, she started to struggle, to stop her from struggling, he sat on her stomach, while holding the pillow over her head. He started to stab her.
When he was finished he placed a kiss on her lips and said, "goodbye mama." He slept beside her that night, holding her tightly to him.
John came home the following morning saw what had happened. He helped Matthew dispose of the body in the Bantu river, which was filled with Crocodiles. John and Matthew watched as she sunk to the bottom. "Good riddance." John said.
They both returned home to clean up the house, painted a fresh coat of paint on the walls, floors were scrubbed with bleach and a new bed bought, the old one burnt at the dump-"
I paused as Dwight opened his mouth to say something. "Please don't, just let me finish." He nodded. My throat felt like it was closing, he had a very difficult upbringing. But he didn't change. He could've turned from the evilness that had consumed him.
"Over the next few months, John wanted to continue his assault on Matthew, but that quickly changed. The roles were now reversed. Matthew now had the gun his mother hid in the closet. He now told John what to do and when to do it.
However, John didn't like that, he went to Ming asking for help getting rid of Matthew, but Matthew was already waiting for him there. See, Matthew was now a guard for the drug Lord. Matthew found out that John was withholding money from Ming and dealing with other gangs across the border. Ming didn't like that.
Ming had John chained to a chair with a pool of acid near by. He gave a knife to Matthew and told him to dispose of John. John begged Matthew for his life, Matthew didn't listen, he felt that he was now in of control and since he had killed his mom, he could easily kill John.
After killing John, he told one of the guards to throw the body parts into the acid. Ming was impressed with Matthew and how he felt with John, even though he was only 13.
Matthew continued as a guard for Ming until he was 17. He wanted to start his own business and decided that college would help him achieve that. He didn't put his dark past behind him because he showed me that side one night."
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"When we were together a few years ago, he was up against Zamweight Constructions CEO, Jeffery Bozzam. Zamweight had a very reputable standing in Crenshaw, however the CEO suddenly disappeared. Well he didn't, Matthew had Aaron kidnap Jeffery and take him to a location somewhere in the desert."
"Why did he kidnap him, they could've had both companies running in Crenshaw? Dwight asked, frustration dripping from his voice.
"Matthew didn't like competition, he wanted to be in control of everything. He shot Jeffery in the head, burned his body and buried him.
He turned to me and said, "if you cross me, what I did to him, I'll do the same to you and they will never find you, just like that won't ever find him." I trembled as I relayed the words he said to me a few years ago
I started to cry again. Talking about the past brought up all those terrible memories.
"How did you find out about his past?" Dwight asked, curious.
"His grandmother told me, she said I was like a daughter to her and I needed to know what I was getting myself into. That was one of the reasons I wanted to leave, because I know he would hurt me and he did." I said, I felt broken.
Holding on to the hurt was not helping me and I was glad that I'm letting go of the past, so that I can have a better future.
"He needs to be in a mental hospital somewhere far away. There's no way he's sane, I don't believe he is. He went through too much trauma as a child and that played such a a significant role in how he is shaped for the world and how he thinks he owns everyting and everyone." He said with sadness, disappointment and disgust. So many emotions rolling off him in waves.
He continued. "We just need to be careful of him. We'll be cautious, but we will not bend to him. He is human and he behaves as if he is untouchable, but no on is untouchable, he has a weakness, many in fact. Do you remember where he shot Jeffery?"
"Somewhere in the Pincola valley, there's a small desert space for about 10 miles. Not very big." I answered.
"I wonder if i could call in a favour." He added.
"What favour? please don't do anything rash. We just started our lives together and I'm not ready to lose you yet." I said with much concern.
"Don't worry you wont lose me." He placed a kiss upon my lips and got up off the couch.
I sat there thinking, wondering what's going to happen next because Matthew is so unpredictable. I realized I didnt want to focus my energy on something I couldn't control. I got off the couch and followed Dwight.
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I'll leave this with you again.
It's never easy living in abuse, but if you can free yourself from it, it's the best feeling in the world. Freedom is taken for granted until you end up in situation where its completely take from you.
Please read my Author's Note.