1 That Blood On My Body Isn't Mine Part One.

"(Farrae)...yea...I was telling him this and that but he ignored me. Feels like he doesn't love me anymore. And I don't know how to remedy to it. I did everything I could to help our situation. I did as you told, Mary. I brought sexy lingerie, I started varying my way of sucking him, I even proposed to positions. But no can do, he continued to act like a dead. I wonder if we lost the thing, Mary....And I don't want this to cause a divorce. I don't want the kids to get affected. They are not ready for this....."

"(Mary)..I see. Well, forget about them. They are just a weight for you. If you're family can't see the potential in you. Why are you fighting ?"

"(Farrae)..Well.....I...."

"(Mary)..Don't fight yourself, Farrae. Be yourself and fight for your own future."

"(Farrae).....No. I can't. I know you want my well being but this is something I must deal with myself."

"(Mary)....then why waste my time ?..."

"(Farrae)..What ?"

"(Mary)..Then, I am happy you took your time to decide it."

"(Farrae)..Yes[Smile Brightly]..."

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That was the last the phone call I had before dying. Things had been very bad between my hubby and I and I wanted some indication on what to do. That's why I called my one of my best friends and also one of my betrayers, Mary Reguard. A white woman with no family but a swindler. She loved to bring home muscular black man. She was my friend for as long as I can remember. We grew up together. We did everything together. Stealing our first kiss, pranking the whole school we were with paints on everyone, working at the same workplace and promoting to the top side by side. She was my backup and I had her back too. I just trusted her too easily. I never knew but she was only helping me to only get back at me later. That day we had that call. She called me over to her house. But it was a trap. Trussed me up and unclothed me, she defiled my body in front of our friends present. They all held a sort of hatred deep in them towards me. I didn't understand why and I didn't wanna. They wanted contributions but all I gave them was my spit in their fucked up faces. Thst's when they did it. I still remember it clearly. My members being pulled apart each and each. My muscles tearing up and my blood spilling everywhere. My teeths grinding from the pain and before I knew it, I was dead.

To be continued.

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