CAUGHT IN THE MOMENT
A story Written by Onyeneke Abel.
This was it..the day they’ve all been waiting for..as a young girl of just 19 years of age..I had envisioned my wedding day to be on a beach with lots of decoration.. twinkled lights and pearls on my wrist..I would want it to be towards evening where lights could been seen and glow beautifully..yes! That’s my dream..No, I don’t need much crowd..family and few friends would do; but that’s a dream for age 25, I am just 19 and d–n I love this guy David..my first love..the guy I willingly gave my virginity..he was just 21 and we are about to get married? What life would we live?
My father was a deacon..well respected in church..he took me as his pride..the apple of his eyes, I shouldn’t make a mistake
“You just have to be perfect”
He often tells me like I was an angel without blemish..Dating any guy was out of the picture, I would squat all night if he dare catch me standing, talk less of even talking with any boy..but it wasn’t my fault they always come after me, I was extremely pretty with my sweet, tiny voice that when I sang in church I would have to run home after service before my father see those guys asking for my number
How then did David come into the picture? the guy was too handsome with an equal melodious voice that sometimes I would insist he takes Solo in our choir group..we were choristers and I started crushing on him the moment he saved me from falling off stage during Christmas Carroll.. He was this gentle guy, even my dad loved him, so it wasn’t an issue when my dad noticed we became friends
He was sacrificial and somehow stuck to my side..and when he asked me out, I agreed immediately; and then we started our hide and seek lovers game..we dated secretly for 5months..I had my first kiss on my nineteenth birthday and I felt I was ready..ready to give everything to him..
I invited him home for the first time when mum and dad had gone for their normal church meetings. I never knew he was a virgin too..we had that painful, blissful moment but my parents caught us naked..it was hell for me..I didn’t care..it was decided then..my father would not tolerate immortality in his house..we have to get married
Now I stand staring at the mirror in my wedding dress..David had pleaded with me to give in..but I knew our lives still had a lot to accomplish..so I ran, I left him stranded at the altar..I have to find my life someplace far..my name is Oluwatoke Bisola..and this is my story..
Unlike every story book I guess you’ve read..mine is a bit complicated..that it sometimes makes me cry and laugh alike.. Well as I earlier explained..I escaped..with the little savings I had..to Lagos without directions..fortunately, I had my phone with me so I called up my aunty who stayed in Lagos..my Aunty Naomi was not in good terms with my mum..I really wished I knew why..so I just went there with faith
I arrived there at 7pm in the evening,it had rained heavily, I was all wet and shivering..I was ushered in by my cousin bode..he was very tall and huge..I was always scared of him, even when my mom had always assured me he was kindhearted..that was her own view sha; what I saw was Goliath on earth
“Bukky..what is this? Where are you coming from? Where is your mum? Why did you enter the rain?”
Everyone called me Bukky instead of my full name. I had open my mouth, but the question was now more than one..so I was thinking which one to answer first..it seems she noticed my struggle
“Just go and change”
Great! The sentence she was suppose to say
Tosin ushered me to her room
“You can change into anything you like in the wardrobe
She seemed nice..we were of the same age range, although we’ve never been that close because of our parents issues
Later that night I explained everything to my Aunty..she was really attentive and I prayed she believed me
“OK..you can stay for a while..but you would have have go back home”
I nodded in agreement..although going back home was the least in my agenda
My dream was to be a fashion designer..it was my dream since I was a kid..and I just got admission to Lagos state university to study art..I wasn’t sure my aunty would want to sponsor me..Tosin had gotten admission too. Fortunately to the same university
“I got an admission to Lagos state university too..back home”
I opened up to Tosin..when she came back home rejoicing about her own admission”
“Really?! That’s great..we would be roommates”
I feigned a smile..I wasn’t too sure about that..within minutes she hurried to my Aunty
“Bukky.. It wouldn’t be a bad thing if you both stay together.. But during weekend you would both help me in the shop”
My Aunty said
Wait! Does that mean am actually going to school?! I felt like calling home but I remembered I had broke my sim the moment I entered Lagos..
For a week everything went smooth..until one night when Goliath requested my presence in his room..Oluwa help me..what does he want now?
I entered his room and stood by the door, my legs were shaking..he laid down pressing his phone and acted like I didn’t exist for a while..before he dropped his phone and sat up to look at me
“Why are you standing there? Come in. What are you scared of? Are you not my sister?”
Hmm..maybe it was not what I was thinking..I took a bold step and entered the room..but I made sure the door was left open..
“I just felt that you’re going to school to learn the course I studied..so I should enlighten you a bit”
‘Oga na you be the enlightener oh’…I thought..maybe it was a pure intention sha..I sat on the stool as he instructed..he brought out some textbooks and placed them on my thigh drew a stool close and sat opposite me..
“You know you’re a beautiful girl”.
Oluwa..it has started..I knew this Goliath had an ulterior motive..how does “I want to enlighten you” suddenly change to “you know you’re a beautiful girl” within minutes, just like that. Immediately I started thinking of ways to excuse myself
“Uncle please aunty bought drugs for me today..am not feeling too well. Lemme go and take my drugs”
I attempted to stand up but he caught my hand and held me back
“What’s wrong with you self..is this your first time?..you spoilt girl.. Just cooperate within minutes I’ll be done”.
Jesus! My heart raced..I believed my neighbours could even hear my heart beat..
“Uncle please..I have not done this before. I’m a virgin, please don’t do this to me”
I had to lie..hoping it would convince him..but he had gone mad like my body was intoxicating him..
“Don’t worry after the little pain you’ll enjoy it”
He grabbed me and started kissing me roughly.. I struggled.. as he attempted to close my mouth I bit his middle finger with all the feminine strength I had..he screamed on top of his voice as his finger gushed out bleeding..but it didn’t stop him..I wonder what happens to some men that their brain becomes blind to anything you do when they want to rape..He retaliated, slapped me and tore my gown. Heaven and hell helped me..heaven was that tosin and my Aunty rushed into the room because the door was still open..hell because my aunty added another slap to my swollen face
“So you want to accuse my son the way your mother accused my late husband”
Oh..so that was their issue..I was pushed out of the house that night by 10:45pm..tosin stole out and gave me #1500 for my tfare back home to Ibadan, only for Lagos street boys to steal my bag and my T.fare..
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