TAMARA'S POV
No! I don't have anyone please, I was just using my tactics of not backing down in the face of trouble. I explained but he wasn't listening
VINCENT'S POV
I found it really funny to see her defending herself against me, it was like playing with a kitten. Yes I'm angry but I didn't have the intention of hurting her until she boasts about having someone to stand against me. Who else could it be other than Liam. And it was this thought that successfully drove me off the edge completely.
I threw her on the bed and instantly ripped our clothes. As I approached her, she began to plead for mercy.
Seeing her like this always melts my heart but today is different, how dare she use Liam to threaten me. I have never felt such a strong urge to possess someone.
I was moving wildly on her but instead of hearing her moans, she was only crying and wailing, why?
Because I'm not Liam? This fueled my anger, making me slap her ass repeatedly in annoyance.
I hate you Vince, she said
And I lost it all. A few days ago she had said she loved me and today she's saying she hates me, it hurts to hear that from her so I angrily bumped inside her with an incredible force.
I've got a huge and long length and I had begun my wild moves on her without any foreplay causing her pain. Now with such a fierce thrust she screamed and went still.
I pulled off her immediately and carried her up in a sitting position while calling her name but she wasn't responding. Her pulse was sound but she was completely still. It felt like a bucket of cold water poured on my head as the whole incident that just happened began to play before me.
I couldn't imagine how much pain she must have felt to the point of fainting. How could I ignore her cries and pleas?
I quickly picked up my phone and dialed my friend Royce's number.
Send a female physician to my address immediately, I said to him
Vince is everything ok, he asked
Do what I asked you, it's urgent, I replied and ended the call.
Before the female physician could arrive, I had already cleaned and dressed Tamara up. But of course the doctor was still able to dictate the bruises on her and after her examination she was no longer enthusiastic with me like she was when she arrived.
Why is there no one else at home? She asked
I can take care of her, I replied, understanding what she meant.
She will wake up in less than two hours, when she wakes up, buy these medicines and let her take them as prescribed when she's awake. She also needs enough rest, both physical and emotional stress wouldn't be good for her recovery. She instructed and handed me a list of medicine while still hinting that I shouldn't be the one taking care of Tamara but unfortunately for her, I won't take that hint because I'm not leaving Tamara to anyone.
I waited for three hours yet she wasn't waking up. I called Royce again
That woman said Tamara would wake up in two hours time but she's still sleeping, I complained to Royce
Bro she's probably tired, allow her to rest and by the way, why would you do such a thing to a girl? Do you want to kill her? He questioned
Do you people go around disclosing your patient's condition? I asked back
I'm also a doctor bro, he replied
Ask that woman why Tamara isn't waking up or you send someone else to come and check on her, I demanded
I will come right away, he said
I don't need you here, I warned
Are you kidding me bro? He asked
Do what I asked you to do and be fast about it, I said and dropped the call.
TAMARA'S POV
I opened my eyes to see Vince sitting beside the bed looking at a woman who was standing on the table with her back to me doing something I couldn't see and Vince was probably watching what she's doing. As the woman turned around I shut my eyes immediately not wanting them to know that I'm awake.
I heard her footsteps draw closer to me and soon my wrist was held up and she began to make traces on it.
Oh my God, could this be what I'm thinking? I braced myself for the pain that was coming and when she gave me that shot, I regretted pretending that I was asleep.
When is she waking up, Vince asked
Soon, the doctor replied. She's already showing signs of waking up, she added.
Why are you sounding like she's in a coma? If she's just sleeping, why can't we wake her up and let her sleep later? He questioned.
Recovering patients reacts based on their body needs, she's probably sleeping because that's what her body needs. Enough good sleep will also reduce chances of trauma whereas waking her up can do more harm, she explained.
My God! Why do these doctors always exaggerate things?
Soon, I felt someone hold my hand and began to rub the injected area, it's obviously Vince.
Wicked man! After hitting me, he had to treat me so that he could hit me again.
Being awake and staying still isn't an easy task but I really don't want to see this man. Thankfully I began to feel drowsy again and soon drifted off to sleep.
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Hey, I know you're awake, I heard someone say while tapping me.
I opened my eyes to see a middle aged woman beside me and it took me a while to recognize that she's the doctor that had given me the injection.
How are you? She asked
I'm fine, I replied looking around
Don't worry, he's in the bathroom, she said to me. How can you be fine when he treats you like this? She questioned
I'm really ok, we only had a fight, I said to her.
It's ok, I understand, this is my number, call me anytime you need my help, she said, placing a little sheet into my palm just as Vince opened the bathroom door and came out.
Thank you, I said, smiling at the concerned woman.
I sat up and she helped me rest back on the headboard.
Do you want to sleep some more? She asked me and I said no. Before she left, I demanded my medications because I wanted to take them myself and after that she left.
VINCENT'S POV
After the doctor left Tamara got engrossed in her laptop and we both were silent till sun rise.
She was getting off the bed and I wanted to help her
Where are you going? I asked
Mind your business, she barked
Let me help you, I said and approached her.
If you want to help me, then leave me alone, you're soffcating me with your presence. She spat
I stopped in my track and watched her drag herself towards the bathroom. I quickly carried her up into the bathroom and dropped her on the toilet seat, Ignoring all her barking and swearing as I turned and left.
When she came out I asked her what she wants to eat so I can order for it.
I'm preparing breakfast myself, she said entering the kitchen.
No, the doctor said you should rest, I refused immediately.
I'm not stressing, just want to make something simple. I will prepare something for you too she said surprising me.
Thirty minutes later she was serving the dishes on the table but I knew something wasn't right the moment she placed that bowl of soup before me