Tshego get off me!” I mumble, as I feel her body ontop of mine.

“I’m sorry.” She slurs. “I wasn’t thinking.” She burps.

I push her off me, and drape my morning gown over my body then glance at the time on my phone. 

04:13am

She’s only coming to bed on 04:13. I open the bedroom door, and walk to the kitchen, when I almost trip over something. I realize it’s actually a body. A human body. A drunk human body.

I jump over him and walk to the fridge, and get myself a bottle of water. I gulp it down, when I feel a hand grab my ass. I turn, and face to face I come across the guy Tshego was giving a lap dance, with a silly smile on his face.

“The hell are you doing?” I shout

“You thick as hell. I’d like to dip in and taste you, boo. Don’t you ever fantasize?” He asks me.

“Fantasize about what?” I snap 

“About being with a real man. Done with that BS you girls be doing.” He pushes his entire body against me.

“I will scream. Get off me.” I shove him.

He stands unmoving. He stares at me intensely.

“Look around, all these chaps are gone like a light. I actually wanted to dip in your girlfriend, but she mad drunk. You’ll have to do.” He brushes my afro.

I flinch. “Get off me.” I shout at him 

He laughs and grabs me by the shoulders, leaning me against the kitchen cabinet. He bends and snakes his wet tongue inside my mouth, his breath smells horrible. His rough hands dig into my wrists.

I bite his tongue, he jumps off and slaps me. 

“You fat bitch!” He roars.

I’m still bent over and clutching my cheek, when he unzips his jean. I know what’s going to happen. I start fighting him, his eyes are full of hate. I start hitting him with the squeeze bottle i was drinking out of. He’s too strong for me. Way too strong.