Continued from #4
I was still
in my distress state when Gboyega,her eldest child walked into the kitchen to
drop his plates. I was expecting him to put it in the sink and leave it there
for me to wash as was his usual practice. But to my surprise,he started washing
including the ones he met there.
I quickly sprang to my feet to stop him from
doing so as that could lead me to another round of trouble. I was thrown into
confusion where he told me not to bother taking the plates away from him that
he was there to help me seeing that I have been working since the day began.”Okay”
was all I could manage to say.
I was totally lost for words. Gboyega wants to
help me wash the dishes? Unbelievable! I tried to sit back but couldn’t due to
the fear that his mother could walk in anytime. I had to mount surveillance.
He was done
in no time and left immediately he put the last plate in the rack. And for the
first time,he bade me goodnight with a smile on his face.
That was how he
started being friendly to me. There were times he would smuggle snacks,meat and
every other edibles he could lay his hands on into the kitchen to give me . He
even promised to help me talk to his mother to allow me go back to school.
I was more
than happy to hear that from him. At last,the light will shine on me. I
believed he would pull through for me because their mother never refused them
anything.
Our
friendship grew by the day until he started acting funny. Whenever we are alone
together or he came to the kitchen to assist me ,he would put his arms across
my waist and looked at me in a manner I could not describe. He graduated to
touching or smacking by butt anytime I walked pass him and nobody was looking.
Sometimes he stayed up in the night pretending to be reading in the sitting
room while I slept. He would start caressing anywhere he could lay his hand and
ran away when I stirred as if he wasn’t the one. This went on for about four
month and I couldn’t tell anyone about it. Who would I even tell? His mother
would never believe me.
There was
this particular day that my aunty and her husband traveled to Ibadan to attend
a funeral ceremony. So,we were at home all by ourselves. As usual, I was
already lying on my mat waiting for sleep to envelope me after dinner when he
invited me to join him in watching a drama showing on the television. I tried
to resist the urge but after much persuasion, I obliged him. We have been watching
the drama for about twenty-five minutes or so when the light went off.
We were
still waiting in the darkness hoping that light would be restored back in no
time when he crawled up to where I was sitting on a couch. I initially thought
he wanted to confirm if I was still awake because I have been yearning ceaselessly
all the while only for him to start caressing my legs and before I could say
anything, he had proceeded to my lips.
He was so slow and gentle. I could swear
that his mouth tasted delicious. Well,the reason for that wasn’t far fetched as
he’s been munching on biscuits all the while. The one he gave me was still
lying on the floor. I hoped to eat it the following day.
I resisted
him at first but when he pulled me closer to himself,I became lost. He was such
a good kisser and I couldn’t but wonder where and how he learned the art. As if
bitten by a snake,I jacked back to the present and pushed him away from me. He
launched forward to grab me but I was fast enough to dodge him and threatened
to scream .
Thank God,I could still hear voices on the street. I guess the
threat of screaming made him have a rethink because he pulled back immediately
and went into the room he shared with his siblings.
“Thank God I was able to
put him off. That was a close shave” I whispered to myself.
I slept off
few minutes after he left. I woke up startled in the middle of the night when I
felt a hand roaming my body. The mysterious hand started from my legs before
moving up to my thighs and gradually walked itself to my tummy. I could feel
the softness of the hand right there in my sleep. The hand felt so good that I
began to have this nice feelings creeping into my system. I was praying that
the hand would continue working its magic on me when it stopped.
I was still
sleeping while all these went on. I seriously thought I was dreaming and didn’t
want to wake up. When I thought the hand had left,I felt another touch on my
body and this time,on my boobs. The hand was struggling to free the twins from
the top I had on when I opened my eyes.
I was
surprised to see Gboyega kneeling beside me completely naked. I quickly sat up
to run a check on my body to ascertain how far he has gone. He wore a deadly
look that could terrify the bravest person.
I was sore afraid and confused and didn’t
know the next line of action to take until he started tugging at my top again.
Common sense told me to stand to my feet and look for something to I could use
to defend myself.
And as if reading my thoughts, he suddenly held me by the
throat and threatened to strangle me if I wouldn’t be calm. I was fast losing
my breath. So, I started begging him amidst tears to free me but he wouldn’t.
He later let go perhaps because of the fear that I may stop breathing. I
quickly murmured a thank you before he changed his mind.
"I think you should
allow me do what I want to do with you because you have so much to benefit from
it than me.Do I even have anything to benefit from it? Bimbo, you know I
promised to talk to my mother on your behalf so she would allow you go to
school. I am only trying to help but am afraid I won’t be able to continue with
this attitude of yours. 0nce you allow me,I promise to talk to mother
immediately she comes back from her trip.” he said.
At the
mention of the word school,I began to think within me if I should allow him since
going to school was my top priority .As one voice was telling me to go ahead
and satisfy his demand,another was telling me to remember my vow to remain
celibate till my wedding night.
“What if he’s lying? How sure I’m I that he’s
been talking to his mother on my behalf? No! I am not going to do this,” I said
to myself.
Only god knows where the courage came from when I pushed him. He was
caught unaware,so he staggered left and right. I made an attempt to stand up
but he was quick to regain his balance and didn’t waste time to pin me down
again.
“I don’t even need your cooperation again. You bitch.” he said as he held by the neck with
his left hand while the right was used to pull up my top and at the same time
patting my legs with his feet as he was already on top of me.
It then dawned on
me that there’s absolutely nothing I could do to break free from him. And this
brought tears to my eyes. Like a pro,he yanked off my skirt and pants in quick
succession. My top that seemed to be stubborn was torn,and I could see him
grinning and licking his lips continuously at the sight of my firm,rounded and
full boobs.
“If you can stay calm,you will surely enjoy this” he said as his
right hand found its way up and cupped one of my breasts. I was still thinking
about the next line of action that would break me free from my captor when he
rammed his penis into my vagina."
"Yeh! Mo ku o” was all I remembered saying
before I went blank.
I didn’t
know how long I was in that state before I came back to life. I woke up to see
myself in a pool of water. He must have poured a full bucket on me when I fainted.
"Thank God ! Thank God!" I heard him whispering to himself as I tried to stand
up. I couldn’t remember anything that had happened before I went off. It was
the sharp pain I felt between my legs as I managed to stand up that brought
back the memories.
“Gboyega,you raped me? What did I do to deserve this from
you? God will judge and punish you,you this son of the devil” I said as the
tears started flowing freely again.
“If you had
cooperated with me as instructed,it woudnt have turned out that way” he said.
“You still
have mouth to talk,you bastard?” I asked him .
His last
statement infuriated me more than the deed itself. I need to teach this fool a
lesson,” I told myself as my eyes darted
about frantically in search of a weapon.
Finally,my
eyes settled on a razor blade lying gently on the table. I moved to the table
slowly and sat on it so he wouldn’t know what I was planning for him. I picked
the razor quietly and stayed there on the table waiting for the right time to
strike.
The opportunity finally came when he turned his back to me as he was
putting on his shorts. He was so engrossed in it that he didn’t know when I
tiptoed to where he was. And by the time he realized, it was too late. I didn’t
have any part of his body in mind but he made my work easier. I had raised my
hand to slash him anywhere my hand deem fit when he turned back to face me.
He made an
attempt to snatch the razor from me.
“Bimbo, you mustn’t go down without a
fight,I heard a voice saying within me, and without thinking twice,I kicked him in the stomach. Yeh! He let
out a yell as he fell on the floor.
“This is the opportunity you have been
waiting for,the voice said again.” The voice seemed to be the ginger I needed.
The hand holding the razor moved swiftly and landed the weapon on his back and i made sure I
cut him in three different spots at the back before moving to his arm.
Yeh! He
cried out in pain each time the razor ‘kissed’ any part of his body. My anger
must have brewed up to one hundred and twenty percent because the cut on his
arm was very deep. His cry this time was so loud that his immediate younger
sister,Tomilola rushed into the sitting room. I could see surprise written
boldly on her face when she saw Gboyega half naked and me, completely naked.
“What
is going on here?” she asked no one in particular.
“Ask your shameless brother,”
I said as I rushed out of the sitting room.
I ran into
the bathroom like someone being chased by a masquerade and bolted the door. "
Did
I just lose my virginity,and in that manner? How will I face that idiot again?
Maybe I should run away from home. But to where? What kind of life is this? And
I begged Baami to allow me stay back in Ayetoro. Is this the good life I was
promised? Haa! I am doomed. Which man will marry a broken pot like me.”
A broken
pot is the term used for a girl that has lost her virtue in my town. I asked
myself as I broke down in tears.
I didn’t
know when I slept off on the bathroom floor. It was the bang on the door
accompanied by my aunty's voice that woke me up. They had returned from
their trip.
“Open this door this minute,you witch. So,you want to kill my son.
Is it a crime to want to help my brother by bringing his daughter to live with
me?”
I summoned
courage to open the bathroom door. I thought there was nothing she could do
that could be worse than Gboyega had done but I was surprised when I opened the
door. I must have underrated the woman.
To be continued.
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