The BlackSapientia Digest

At first, I thought she loved me. Honestly, I thought I had finally found someone who was genuinely interested in me. But as time went by, I began to realise that this girl was up to her old tricks. I know what you may be thinking. Where did I even meet such a girl in the first place?

Well, let me take you back to the beginning.

I met this beautiful girl on one of those nights when I went clubbing with my friends. I was not looking for a relationship, and I certainly was not planning to fall for anybody. I only wanted to have a good time with my friends, listen to music, dance a little and go home.

Then I saw her.

She was all over me from the moment she noticed me. At first, I tried to ignore her. I did not want to have anything to do with her because I had already had my share of relationship problems. Besides, since my girlfriend broke up with me because of financial issues, I had made up my mind that I was not going to fall for any girl again.

At least, that was what I told myself.

But this girl had a way of making a man forget the promises he had made to himself. She danced with me, and before I knew what was happening, I was enjoying myself more than I had planned. My friends noticed it too. They could not believe what they were seeing.

One of them even looked at me as if he wanted to ask, "Are you sure you know what you are doing?"

When I later told them that I liked the girl, they were surprised. They knew me. They knew I had not stood still for any girl since my previous relationship ended.

But the truth was that I did not even know what I was feeling.
Was it love?
Was it a crush?
Was it simply the excitement of meeting someone new? I had no answer. All I knew was that after she danced with me, I could not stop thinking about her.

Then things became even more interesting. After the dance, she came and sat beside me. She started getting affectionate and playful, and somehow, the resistance I had built up disappeared. I knew I should probably have slowed things down, but at the same time, I did not want her to stop.

So I gave my friends a signal that I would be coming back. I followed her to the club's lodge, thinking I was simply going to enjoy the moment and return to my friends afterwards. My dear readers, this girl was something else. She knew exactly how to get my attention, and I was completely carried away. At that point, I was not thinking about tomorrow. I was only enjoying the moment.

Little did I know that my problem had already started. As time went on, I began to notice something strange about her. She was not interested in the little peanut I earned. She did not ask me for money or start making demands about what I had. Instead, her main concern seemed to be that I should keep satisfying her.

At first, I did not see anything wrong with that. I thought, "Well, this is what we are both here for." But then she started wanting more and more. Even when I was tired, she was not ready to let me rest. I began to look at her differently. "Is this girl serious?" I asked myself. I tried to catch my breath and gather myself, but she still wanted more. That was when I started becoming suspicious.

This was no longer looking like the romantic encounter I had imagined in my head. It was beginning to look like a survival exercise. That was the moment I realised something very important. This girl might not have loved me at all. In fact, I started feeling as though she had a completely different plan for me. I came to the club looking for enjoyment, and somehow I had ended up fighting for my life.

My dear readers, that was when wisdom finally entered my head. I decided that enough was enough. I gathered whatever strength I had left and made my escape. I had gone to the club thinking I might have found love. Instead, I found what nearly became the end of me.

That night, I learnt a very important lesson: sometimes, what looks like love when you first meet someone may simply be your excitement speaking. And sometimes, my dear reader, when you meet a girl who refuses to let you rest, the best thing you can do is know when to run.
I ran for my dear life.