THE WIFE

THE WIFE 
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I walk into the bank, dressed in black, my shoes showing that I am from a place of class. 

There were two ladies at the teller post,while I make my bank deposits in cash.
You see,my perfume had the scent of one whom they haven’t smelled before,my smile was dazzling,my rolex shining and my hair cut was done by the best barber stylist. You see, even my name made them smile and they cared nothing about the ring blinking around my middle finger. They just didn’t mind that I had my wife’s picture as my phone screen..the one that looked like a beauty queen. They had eyes on me,and as every second turned into minutes,the ladies ogling at me increased like chicks on heat.
 See,it was a feel-good moment for me,to have all them ladies wish that there where mine and the men wishing they were me.
“He is so fine” “he is so hella hot” “Look at the way he smiles, see how fit and big and strong he is,his wife must be doing something right? Oh I wish I were her ” “I bet he makes tones of money,see him depositing cash like papers” ..the ‘Ohs and ‘Ahs went on. And I smile, because I see what they see. I see me and I know this was the life I had always wanted.A good job,a mega paying one.A great house,fleets of cars.And a beautiful sexy amazing wife to come home to on a daily.Life was good.Yes it does.But on the outside.If I told anyone what happens when I am within the four doors of my home,I bet they wouldn’t believe me..I bet you wouldn’t believe me.You doubt? Well,allow me tell you a story of my life and the woman I call “WIFE”!
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We met in school,dated for two months,then graduated,we served and I got a job.

You see,she was amazing,she was loving in those two months and a few more..i fell inlove with her and I promised to get married to her when I am good and ready,when the “pepper had rested..”as the slang will go. But life, but circumstances, but distance. And we never saw each other again.
Years down the line,7 years later to be exact, I ran into her,and she blew me away and I thought!! God really had a plan for me..great plans. We reconnected,

Flames check✔

Attraction check..✔

Love. .check check..✔✔

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So I didnt want to wastetime, seven years was a long time and it was really rare to find the love of your life after so many years available for the talking and I did take,I took her to the alter and I wife-ed her and I was the happiest man on earth. 
Maybe I shouldn’t have been too happy.

See,for a few weeks we were great,I mean I loved her everyday.And the contract I had been praying for pulled through.i was a big boy walking in bucks and I was able to have the life and luxury I wanted,I already had the wife…why not the life right? 
It was great..untill the third month. It started with the nagging and complaining. You see I did everything right. But it never satisfied her. The bible was  right when it said it was better to live on the roof than be in the house with a nagging wife.Six months and some days I pray she is asleep when I get home.
Then she became aggressive,she would lash out in her anger,she would hit me and fling things when we have an argument.She would break things..things I bought with my money.she didn’t care.i treat her right,i do everything but something had changed.My wife wasn’t thesame anymore.
One time, in her anger she flung a mug at my head,the next day at work I had to lie that I hit my head.the other time it was her nails she used to scratch my neck and pulling at my face,I even get scared making love to her because she switches faster than a cheating man..we could be on the go and she remembers something I did and then poof..right on ..🙈well you know🙊. And you can’t have a scorned woman on your bizness😲🙌, she could break it..him..down👇 there. No its not funny!😭😭
You see,I have never had to lay a hand on a woman,my mama says It makes one less of a man to hit a lady so I don’t.Maybe because i dont know how to..fight or beat someone.See,I have money..she has everything she needs but..yet,she just wanted something more I cannot get.She would insult me at will, she would come to my office and make a scene.She suspected me of cheating..and when I try to talk to her she flings she throws, she scratches.I have my cloths ruined on a daily.
A year later, my wife began to beat me.
💔
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It started with slaps,then punches, then kicks. She would scream at the top of her voice,she would trash the room in her anger.One time she threatened me with a knife.
You think I am lying right, well I am not.You say a woman can’t beat her man?Well they can.Especially a man who might very well be called a weakling..a man who hadn’t ever hit someone ..who didn’t know how to beat his wife.In my anger I would walk away and go out to drink,and when I get home it continues all over again.One time she poured me hot water on my back when I was showering.the other time the knife sliced  my palm and I had to lie about that at work,i lie always.
One time,i sat her down..”What did I do wrong, what am I doing wrong tell me and I swear I will change” I wanted to know.This wasn’t the woman I married..It wasn’t her.
“You make me sick,you annoy me..you don’t pay attention to me.you don’t do anything for me” “I am sorry I will do everything for you” and I did.
I showered her with love and gifts,changed her cars,bought another house for her parents, sent her siblings on hols out the country.Made her a signatory to my accounts.Put her names in some properties.i wanted to do everything right and I did give her the world.. but yet!!! She was still this angry woman who lashed out for every tiny mistake I made.
My wife Abuses me mentally,physically(Yes,she rapes me too when I am asleep)because  I stopped sleeping with her, i couldn’t make love to my wife anymore and because of that,when she wants it i refuse, she either rapes me when i an asleep or drugs me to do it) And i could tell No one, Not my friends.Not my family.Not even my shadow.
Because how do you say it? how do you tell the world that a woman beats you at home,she decides when you eat and when you don’t,she keeps you awake at night not because she wants to be loving to you but because  she wants to fight.She makes you scared to close your eyes.But you can do nothing because  you love her and because  shame and because  no one would believe you.
I never know why she does that or maybe that has always been the way she was and I didn’t know..but this was my life, my nightmare that my money and wealth and my fine built cannot change.
So I smile sadly when those ladies look at me and tell me that my life must be perfect,and that my wife must feel lucky.😭😭
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I smile, but within I am crying. Within I feel like a scared little child.I am screaming and begging to want out.
They don’t know.Not the ladies at the bank,not the men who admire me..not my neighbours and not even my pastor..that my house is like a battle ground  and despite me having the money and the life of everyone who wishes for something good,my wife was the solder who makes my life unbearable.
You think it’s only a man that abuses his wife? Well you are wrong.
My wife makes my heart hurt, my body hurt. When she walks into the room I am scared not sure what she would do next,I constantly watch my back so she doesn’t stab me and to God I don’t know what to do. I love her..I care for her and I give her all.
But…I have no idea why she does what she does. Is she crazy?How come i didn’t see that. Was she messed up right from when she was a child,did she grow up in a home when Abuse was the other of the day?I have no idea.
All I know that my wife Abuses me in every imagination of the word and I cannot do anything to stop it. When I told her I wanted a divorce,  she said she was going to kill me and then kill herself. I can’t go,I can’t stay and staying…I have to keep lying to my friends and family and place of work and I have to always keep up the appearence of a loving happy husband. ..
The one with a great job,dresses gold,designers on his back and feet, that man that exudes confidenc..that happy man.Every woman’s dreams.. but I am not,I am scared,scared of my life..scared of the woman I call WIFE and this is my delima, this is my story.
But society doesn’t want to hear this. .society don’t want to think this is possible. Society feels a man shouldn’t cry in their pain and express their hurt..society don’t think that..when a man is raped by his wife is considered a crime..they ask you if you are not a man. How do you now tell them,tell them all about the woman you call WIFE.
You can’t! ! 🙊
So you go home with fear,take all that she dishes to you and close your mouth as one given money for their pain. ..and then the next day,you leave the house,tuck away your pain and sadness and your battered heart and body..and you smile. 
       THE END
  ~Stephanie Egberike
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