The One Night Stand

Roselle was at work, doing her evening shift, serving coffee to customers and when she look at the time, it was already late so she quickly rounds up her work and grabs her bag then she wave to her fellow colleagues and left there hurriedly.

She called a cab and entered inside, but she was getting worried already, her step mom doesn't like her coming home late or she'd be in trouble.

She was so restless, all through the ride until she reached her destination, and then she came out and paid the cab man, the left over money in her hands, and hurried inside the apartment.

Her step mom was already waiting for her at the door, in rage and her belongings are littered all over the floor.

"Good evening, mom" she greeted her but was replied with an unexpected slap instead, and she blinked back the tears that were threatening to spill her eyes.

"Keep your silly greetings to yourself, you whore. How many times have I told you not to call me mom because I'm not your mom, your mom is already rotting in hell where she rightfully belongs".

Her step mom yelled out loud at her face and she started crying.

"Mom please, I beg of you, the fact that I offended you doesn't mean you should bring my dead mother into this".

She replied her back in anger and her step mom two daughters, came out let's throw her out, where she rightfully belongs which is the street".

"Take all this thrash, and get out of this house, I don't ever want to set my eyes on you".

She dragged her out, and throw her luggage on the floor and Roselle pleaded with her, but she didn't listen to her, and that was when she realized that her step mom got all this planned out.

She knows her step mother, hated her but she didn't know, she will go to the extent of throwing her out in the cold night, without anywhere to go.

She banged the door continuously, but there was no response, so she accepted her fate and stood up from the cold ground to find refuge.

She walked in the lonely street, with her eyes already puffy from tears, and she was shivering due to the cold wind that was blowing around her.

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Barry was on his way home when stopped at a flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, for his wife and he drove home happily.

Today was supposed to be their wedding anniversary and he had planned something nice for them.

He droved into the compound and went inside but he was surprised as his wife wasn't there to welcome him as usual, and he head upstairs anyway going to check up on her.

He approached his room and was hearing strange sounds inside, and he opened the door and meet something so shocking.

His wife and his best friend were copulating on his matrimonial bed, moaning out loud. This was something he didn't see coming, it instantly froze his heart.

They didn't notice his presence until he throws the bouquet of flowers on a flower vase nearby and it broke into pieces and attracted their attention.

"it's not what you think Barry.. please forgive me," his wife said as she pushed his friend off her, and used the duvet to cover her body in shame and his friend stood up trying to get to Barry but was punch, right on his face and he staggered backward and spit out blood.

He left them without saying a word, to them and he was so furious, he has trusted them so blindly, how can the two people he trusted the most betray him and that also signify that they had been long time lovers.

They must have thought, he wasn't coming home early from work, and even have the modernity to make out on his matrimonial bed.

It was still like a dream to him, they must have taken him for a fool, and here he is all prepared for their wedding anniversary, and then it turns out wrongly.

He was so hurt, it was just like a needle pricked him, right in his heart, he need to think and get out of there that instant or he's going to end up doing what he'd regret later on.

He went out of the house, got into his car, and drove out of the compound in fury.

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Roselle has already reached a far end when she spotted an old woman at the road side which seemed deserted.

And as she walked towards her direction, the old woman dressed in tight fitted clothes, and too much make up for her own age saw her and offered to buy her a meal, and she agreed reluctantly due to how tired, hungry, and exhausted she is, through the long walk and she thanks the old woman who went off to get the meal and after that took her to her small shabby apartment.

"Come on in dear" the old woman opened the creaking door and Roselle look around the house, there was nothing much inside, just a small bed and old faded couch and a small kitchen at the other end.

She knows that she shouldn't trust a stranger but she had no other choice, at all, this old woman was the only one who has offered to help her and she was grateful for that.

She went off to sit on the close by the couch, while the old woman went off to get a drink, so she can step it down with the food she has bought for her.

She waited for a while before the old woman brought her the drink and she thank her and started eating hungrily, and drank the drink unknown to her that the drink was spiked when she was done, she stood up to leave but started feeling blurry and sat down back.

The old woman saw that as an opportunity to put her, plan in motion, and she quickly undress her and wore her a red dress that brought out all her curves.

She was a woman trafficker, that makes girls become prostitutes, without their consent, Roselle wasn't only the one that has fallen into her trap, she had done that to so many other girls, she will pretend to help them, just to get something in return.

And she took her to a party, and if she's lucky, she will eventually meet a rich client, who will be willing to pay handsomely just to spend a night with her.

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Barry drove to the club and went to sit at the bar table chair, ordering for drinks after drink until to the extent he got drunk and couldn't think straight anymore.

And his eyes caught a beautiful lady in a red dress and sexy curves, fitted at the other end of the bar and he took his drinks and went off to meet.

"Hey b... beauty" he greeted stuttering due to the effect of been drunk.

"Hey handsome" she replied back as a result of been tipsy and didn't know what she was doing, he offered her a drink, which she took up in a glimpse and gulped it all down on her throat.

And she was hiccuping repeatedly, he draws her close to him, and kissed her, and she responded wrapping her arms around his neck.

The old woman who was watching her close by, saw this and gave him a key to one of the rooms to the club, and he took her along with him and they went inside the room not breaking the kiss and he undressed her and pushed her down on the bed.

The morning light found Roselle eyes as she fluttered her eyes open, groaning due to the migraine, and then she tried to adjust to the light in the room, before her eyes finally scanned her surrounding, and then she realized, that she was in a room but couldn't grasp, how she got there.

And then she looked around the room but couldn't find anyone and immediately a guy came out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist and then she gasped, unable to believe her eyes.

Let it not be what she was thinking, no she can't lose her virginity this way, not to a total stranger, all she could remember was when the old woman, gave her a meal and not more than that.

"What am I doing here?" she yelled out loud at his face as she tries to stand up and then she discovered that her thighs were sore and they are hurting her so badly.

She stared down at the bed sheets, and saw blood stain on them, and then she went numb staring blankly.

"Do you have to ask me, silly questions bitch, isn't this your job? and don't pretend to be a saint because you are not, huh"

He scoffed answering her, as he wore his clothes, and then he grabbed his purse and brought out ey at throwing it at the bed.

"Here's your pay, bitch" he told her and she got up hastily and took the money and she threw it at his face in tears.

"I'm not a prostitute, for your information so I don't need your money," she told him in tears and grabbed the duvet wore her clothes and ran out of the clubhouse.

Barry couldn't believe his eyes as he watch her leave, and then he stared down at the bed sheets and saw blood stain on them, and then he flinched.

"Oh no, could it be, she's telling the truth, what is she doing in the clubhouse if she isn't a slut" he muttered and made to leave the room and find her and he seems to have forgotten about his problems which he remembered immediately and he clenched his fists and walked out of the room.

Roselle was back on the streets, she was walking without a destination, without knowing where she was going to and tears were streaming down her eyes.

And she was lost in thought, thinking of how she was so unfortunate, and this has to happen to her in a day and she has no money, with her to buy a meal or get an apartment to stay in and her belongings were lost too, she seems to have kept it at that old woman apartment, and she felt so alone, as she walked down the busy streets in tears.