SURVIVOR: Ghost – Bodyguard Series (S01 • E04) 🩸🔞
By:- Adewole Kelvin
“DOUBTS”
NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Sontee’s pov
Presently, I lie on the bed, restless and frightened. I jolted awake from a traumatic dream, exhaling loudly as words escaped my lips in a terrified howl. Unexpectedly, It is only for me to find myself awash in sweat. The kicks of my heart and my warm breath increasingly became rapid not to mention the muscles tension I was feeling all over.
Discomfortingly, I swarm my head and began to scan the room strangely. In that moment, staying in the room was like being trapped in a booty island in my eyes. I palmed my face and bob my chest through the inhales and exhale of my heavily warm breath, and began to whimper while I adjust backwardly against the wooden board of the bed frighteningly. The display continued for minutes. Before I knew it, I had shattered two glass cups on the floor which were on top of my drawer.
Shortly after the display, I hung my head low while sitting cross-leg on top of my bed and wiped away the tears that had formed in my eyes before they could drop. There is no way I could control the tears whenever they pops out. After when I’m in a bad state, I could hardly do it. Anyone could say that I’m not in the right frame of mind or call me crazy, What if they’re right? What can I say?
Tragically, the accident that injured me and took my family’s life changed my life forever. Whenever I close my eyes, I’m always jolted awake by dreams related to the accident, I feel haunted. There is nothing that makes me feel haunted than having recurring flashbacks and nightmares related to the accident just exactly how it got happened.
Due to the traumatic event, it’s makes my life a living hell, It also drive me to the wall. I have broken the ice with two different professionals therapists who were enough to be uncles even my fathers but the result of it was quite unfortunate. For some reasons, I had to cut them off at the end of the day.
The first therapist I consulted named was George Clark. He is a black and skinny man with a soothing voice and so cute for any woman to be planting him kisses but he is beautiful on the outside and ugly on the inside, In fact, he is a wolf in a sheep form.
As soon as I arrived at his office on a tuesday morning, I was excited there would be a solution finally to my hassle even if it wasn’t going to end one day, I was also nervous about it. George Clark welcomed me defiantly and I explained my ordeal to him. While I explained my ordeals, he gave me a rapt attention but there was something I noticed about him and it is his lustful eyes which was scanning my teardrop busts each seconds in the red V-neck top I wore on a skin tight short skirt and boot. In the process, he shoved out his tongue and licked the side of his lips slowly as if he had seen a grilled beef. Within, I felt really disgusted and mad at him but I maintained my composure and make adjustment of my dress from the exposure of my boobs. Soon after, he was a bit responsible and gave me a rapt attention and concentration.
After I shared my traumatic experiences, he showed me compassion in such a way that anyone would believe he was truly sorry for me. Meanwhile, it was false and he was like a more fuel to the fire on ground. Immediately after my consultation, I discovered that his counsel was bagged with falsehoods and lies. He instructed me to lye on top of a medical bed which was In his office and lied he wanted to run some test on my body. Meanwhile, he had a naughty plan he intended to accomplished. Hesitantly, I did as I was ordered and laid flat on the bed on my back while he stood beside the bed smiling mischievously. Soon after, he told me I should change my way of lying by turning over. I didn’t hesitate to do so, I laid flat on my front but deep down, I suspected him of something unsavory.
Firstly, he assured me not to panic, and commented that what he was trying to do on my body is part of his Job as a professional therapist. With a smile on the side of his lip, he persuaded me that undergoing a body test was a necessary step towards healing and recovering from trauma. Anyone could’ve thought he is a man with a golden heart without knowing he was a sly devil.
After switching position, he wore a surgical glove and placed his hands on my upper back. At first, it came with a press before he exchange it with a slow and gentle massage down to my spine. I felt no comfort in it. From the way he was touching me, I bet he was doing it to satisfy his lust. There was a slight difference about the touches that gave me a bad vibes. However, I maintained my composure to see where it is going to lead. He moves down to my thighs and massage them, and gave false counsel in the process to exploit my body. Shortly after that, he moved up to my bottom and exploit it too.
Above other treatments, my bottom got the longest massage. He was massaging it slowly as if his life depends on it and even got the effrontery to spread my clasped thighs from each other a bit. At that moment, I was beginning to wonder what he was trying to do. The next thing, he insert a finger deep into my p-ssy with force, I couldn’t help but to yelp. How he was able to insert his finger into my p-ssy was unexplainable because I had underwear on, I must say he was a professional In the field.
The sensation I felt made me really furious. Within a blink of an eye, I grabbed an empty glass bottle on top of a medical table beside the bed, I swung myself around and smashed the bottle over the head, which shattered on the ground and caused a laceration on his scalp. The impact of the glass bottle made him wince In an excruciating pain, and stumbled to the floor with bloods trickling down on his face. Anybody could have exited after the damage was done but I didn’t. Besides, he tried to involved me into sexual solicitation which can be referred as sexual misconduct and If I was to be apprehended, he is the one
I didn’t show any pity on him after the pain I had caused him. I picked up a sharp pieces of the broken glass bottle near the closure, and pierce him on his lustful hand, he tried to yelp but I clutched his mouth to avoid him from crying out for help. All he could do was wince and struggle in excruciating pain while blood pours out of his lacerated hand because giving him a scar was my only aim. Despite achieving my aim, a part of me still felt compassion on him.
After the damage, I stepped out of his office hastily before I got caught.
The next therapist I consulted named was Jones steven. He was a older Brit man with a fair hair and bristling mustache, His mouth could barely be seen not to mention the belly he had like a seven month lady. Jones steven, on the other hand, he was a gentle man, but he wasn’t dedicated on his job. All he desired was a romantic relationship with me on my first day in his office. What therapist does that?. The first therapist case involved sexual misconduct. Now, the second one is asking me out on a date? Without hesitation, I cut him out of my life and felt frustrated over the issue. Ever since, I lost Interest and stopped consulting any therapists.
While I sat on my bed, I placed my elbows on my thighs and facepalm with tears circled in my light blue eyes. Downheartedly, I sniff and rub my face and exhales heavily. I looked around, examining the room, and caught a glimpse of the photo frame of my father, mother, brother, and me, which we took together as a family, four years ago, hanging on the wall.
As soon I saw it, I gathered my strength and crawled off the bed, and walked up to the wall and separate it from the wall, staring at it affectionately. A surge of love and loss spread through my body, not to mention the pains and tears that well up my eyes while I said bitterly.
Sontee: Father, Mother, Goodwill, my brother, I’m consumed by sorrow. I’m tormented by the thought that I couldn’t save you, that I couldn’t protect the three of you from death’s grasp. I’ve asked myself countless times, ‘Why did death choose to take you instead?’ Why not me? Oh, the anguish of it all! I feel unworthy of the life I’ve been given, unworthy to be called your child, your sister, your brother. My regret is that I made you feel insignificant, unimportant to me. For that, I’m deeply sorry. I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused, for not being more understanding and compassionate when you needed me most. Please, forgive me for the resentment I held for so long, Father and brother. Forgive me, Mother. I long to have had more time with you, to work through our issues, to understand you better. Though you’re gone, know that I love you all so dearly..
I laid a kiss on the surface of the photo frame and embrace it afterwards, closing my eyes tight, and tears trickles down my cheeks. After mourning for awhile, I hang it on the wall back, and walked into the loo to have a warm shower. Nothing makes me feel better than letting the warm water run through my pale body, I find so much pleasure in it. Sometimes, it creates a sexual arousal within me which makes me end up doing something naughty and squirting in the loo.
This time, I’m not giving any room for such. To avoid that, I emerge the loo immediately and stood on the door mat with a pink towel bound around my body. Reluctantly, I cleaned the mess up I caused in the room with the glass cups. After that, I head to my wardrobe, open it and scan the clothes in there. In that moment, I stood at the front of the wardrobe thoughtful about the cloth to wear as the water on my body trickles down. Deciding what to wear can be really overwhelming for me.
However, I picked out a pink hoodie, and placed it on the bed before slipping into it with the previous leather skirt without leggings. But firstly, I dried my body with the towel and applied moisturizer on my pale smooth skin which makes it smoother. After that, I blew dry my hair before dressing in the comfortable clothes. Thereafter, I stood at the front of a standing mirror in my room to check my reflection. I stuck my hands into the pocket of my hoodie at the bottom while I examine my 170cm height (5’6”), 38inch busts, and 40Inch heart butt. I smile wistfully at my well possessed figure and wondered. What is the pose all about? It isn’t lIke I’ve some where vital to go.
I moved away from the mirror to sit on the bed quietly but a part of me wants to be outside badly. After being thoughtful if I should go or not, I finally decided to go out. I took my phone and exited my apartment without the wig and face mask. After all, It was night. I felt I’m still covered. Aside from that, it wasn’t my first time coming out into the night but thankfully, my hood is very big in size. So, there is 100% guaranteed I can’t be caught by any securities cameras of the streets because the police force ain’t dropping the case as long I’m still wanted.
I wore my hood and decided to go up to the rooftop of the building which took me few minutes before I arrived there. As soon I arrived on the rooftop, I took a stance and closed my eyes to feel the gentle soft breeze on my skin for a moment, and exhales afterward. I walked briskly to the edge of the rooftop and perch on it gently dangling my legs. Nothing makes me feel more lively than feeling thrill of being high of above the streets and letting the wind whisper secrets into my ears. It makes feel alive, taking in the sight and sounds of the vibrant metropolis below. The rooftop has always been my favorite top to catch wonderful moment lonely at night even before the demise of my parents.
Captivated by the breathtaking view of the cities, I plugged my ear pods into my ears and played some heart touching song of Juice wrld- “Lean with me V2” on my phone. I couldn’t help but to sway my head on a slow rhythm and sing along with the talented artiste quietly. The thrilling moment I was enjoying got interrupted by a sudden call. I took a glance on the screen on my phone to see the name of the caller, which showed chloe and it is one out of the two options. Either She called to check in on my whereabouts or she called just to catch up.
Whereas, it’s been three weeks I saw her last. So, I took a deep breath and swipe a white button on the screen of my phone to the left for an answer to the incoming call.
Sontee: Hey, Chloe!
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Chloe: Howdy sontee, what’s up!
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Sontee: Cool, It’s been a while now! Three weeks since we last caught up. I’ve been trying to reach you, but we kept missing each other. Everything okay?
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Chloe: Yeah, all good! (giggles) Just tied up, you know how it is.
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Sontee: Glad to hear that! You sound excited, though. What’s the good news?
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Chloe: I bet I must be killing you with suspense by the moment.
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Sontee: I guess you’re right!
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Chloe: Chill out, You’ll see soon enough! You know what?
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Sontee: (curious) No!
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Chloe: Get dressed in your best outfit. I’m on my way to pick you up, and don’t ask questions! I’ll fill you in on everything you need to know when we meet. Just take a deep breath, relax, and trust me. Remember, wear your absolute best. I mean it!
Despite her assurance, I wasn’t still convince at all. In that moment, my curiosity needs satisfaction. As if she had read my mind, she hang up on me as soon as she finished her statement leaving me in a state of confusion. Where the hell is she taking me to?
Frankly, chloe is cool, amiable and easy going lady to the core since I met her. But, the heart of humans is full of deceit and treacherous, At times, face could be deceiving. Speaking of it, I hardly know her heart. What if she isn’t pretending to be someone she isn’t? Although, this isn’t our first time hanging out together, this is our second time. Besides, It was three weeks I saw her last, her sudden call made me felt a surge of less confidence even if I may be (amiss) wrong. Due to the false accusations of the police against me, I’ve had trust issues. To make things worst, chloe also knows about it. What if she is planning to frame me up, to hand me over to the police?
As much as I hate to admit, with the thrill voice of her, I felt a bit convince if not fully. When I found out later it is hoax, I swear, I’ll come back for her head. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and braces myself to my apartment back. Unlike usual, I didn’t take time thinking of the dresses to put on. As soon I got to my room, I picked out a red leather jacket and a red sequin mini skirt despite I’m not aware about our destination yet. Still, I needed to look my best, just like chloe who had hesitated.
I slipped into the dresses and sprayed perfume on my body to smell good, finally, I was done dressing and disguised. After that, I stepped out of the building entirely, and hang around under a small canopy. Shortly after, a green Lamborghini Aventador convertible pulled up a few meters away from where I stood, its tires screeching loudly as it came to a stop. As a result, the tyres sparks small bolt of lightning, which didn’t last long. To my surprise, chloe was there sitting in the car, waving her hands at me comfortably, like nothing ever happened. Also, she was sending me affectionate smiles.
What surprises me is the luxury car she brought to my place at this hour of the night. From the view of the car, it is a brand new one because they’re some part of the chairs strapped with nylons to indicate it is a new car not to mention the color which is glowing like a gem 💎. The most surprising part is the blue light that shone beneath the car, that’s, the under light, which makes it more unique than any car I’ve ever seen
The pretty beaming face must’ve splashed a lot of bucks on the luxury car. The cost of the car alone would buy three of the big condominium I live if not four. Chloe is from a super rich family and is also an irrepressible young lady who loves to live a life of luxury like there is no tomorrow. But she’s not a snob, regardless of her luxurious lifestyle, which she’s also enabled me to experience. I was totally against it as long I’m still wanted even if nobody knows what I looks like yet. The citizens are guessing about it, except the police, from whom I escape. It is a matter of time before they discover the mistake.
Despite it, I couldn’t help to seethe in jealousy within myself by the eye catching sight of chloe sitting in her car comfortably like a queen with no worries. I’ve experienced a similar lifestyle with my family, and anyone can relate. After all, who wants to fall from grace to grass?
In that moment, chloe leaped out of the car excitedly to give me a gentle hug. As for her dresses, she wore a strapless, short and skimpy grey gown with a shining silver chain strapped around her smooth neck. Within, I couldn’t help but to admire them jealously too. To make a long story short, she exudes elegance and beauty in her expensive dress, showcasing her slender figure and complementing it with flashy heels but the excitement written on her face is questionable.
As soon she hugged me, she held my hands, and admiring my dresses, measuring me with her pierce eyes. As if that wasn’t good enough, she laid a soft kiss on my cheek and complimented.
Sontee: Anything wrong, chloe?
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Chloe: Whoa, I love your dress! Had anyone told you how amazing you look, sweetie?
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Sontee: Um, No! How do I look?
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Chloe: Sweetie, you’re exceptionally looking magnificent and splendid..
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Sontee: (pretense) Ohh, I didn’t know that
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Chloe: That’s not true.. Honestly, you’re looking stunning. Not just that, you’re always pretty.. As far as I’m concerned, any guy who sets his eyes on you has found a rare gem.. God, you’re amazing, sweetheart! I hope your beauty doesn’t cause any confusion among guys at the nightclub concert.
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Sontee: (giggles) Funny enough! Thanks, chloe. I’m feeling great in this dress. You sure know how to make me smile. I’m so glad you like it. You’re not bad either, you’re eye catching and breath taking too. By the way, did you just mention a “nightclub concert”?
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Chloe: Yeah! I just did! Come on, let get into the the car. I’ll tell you what you need to know about the nightclub concert (walks towards her car)
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Sontee: (folds her arms) Not yet! Until you let the cat out of the bag! (chloe looks at her)
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Chloe: (giggles) Hahaha! You sound so curious, sontee! I’ll fill you in on the concert details on our way to the club. We can make it if we leave now, the club starts at 7:30, and it’s currently 7:10. We’ve got 20 minutes to spare. Plus, it’s going to be crowded, and I hate waiting in line. Let’s leave ASAP to avoid the queue! Come on, sontee! (gives her a puppy eyes)
Tbc…