FORBIDDEN LOVE 12

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I kept on crying in silence until I could cry no more. I just sat
there on the toilet seat and stared into space for as long as five
minutes until I heard the sound of the siren which indicated long
break was over. I heard two other girls come into the washroom so
I wiped my face with my uniform, stood up from the seat, flushed
the toilet and came out pretending like I had just used the toilet. I
found out that the girls were jss2 girls and not my set mates. I
went over to the sink, washed my hands and headed for my class.
When I got to the class, I found Anabelle sitting on her chair and
reading a book so I went over and took my seat beside her. When I
sat down, she looked at me and gave a puzzled look. I looked at her
hoping she wouldn’t start with her questionnaires, then I asked why
she was staring that way.
“What took you so long?” she asked
I told her that I had a running stomach and she believed without
asking further questions. We had Introductory Technology and so Mr.
Alabi walked in, which shut everyone’s mouth. All through class, I
was just thinking and thinking, I didn’t know what I would do next.
If there was anyone I was going to speak to about the child in my
womb, it would be uncle Sam since he caused it all. I needed to act
fast and prevent my tummy from growing bigger so people wouldn’t
suspect. I had heard when other seniors talked about how some
students had been expelled for getting pregnant. I didn’t want my
case to be that way. I am so sure that throughout that day, I
panicked a lot. My heart was pounding and I didn’t think it would
reduce. School ended and the boarders left school for the hostel
while the day students went to their various homes.
When I got to the hostel, I went straight to the room, took off
my shoes, put my school bag aside and layed on my bed without
taking my uniform off. On a normal day, I would have taken it off,
washed it and possibly taken a shower but I was in no mood to do
all that. In fact, I was very weak. I felt sick thinking about
everything all over again. In my mind, I was hoping I wasn’t
pregnant and that I was getting it all wrong. I forced myself to
sleep until I heard the bell ring for dinner. When I got to
the dining hall, I almost felt like throwing up because of the strong
smell the yam and egg possessed which was supposed to be our
dinner. I thought the egg smelled rotten and so I instantly lost my
appetite. I decided to go back to the hostel and prepare for prep
since it was immediately after dinner. We usually had prep in school
and so I got my things ready and without waiting for anything or
anyone, I left the hostel for school. I got into my class, went
straight to the back and sat on one of the chairs. A few minutes
later, senior Daniel walked in. I was surprised because I didn’t think
anyone would guess I was already in school.
“What are you doing here all alone? Waiting for your boyfriend abi”
he said as he walked up to me and took the seat in front of me.
I’m pretty sure he was trying to make me laugh or smile but I just
shook my head and told him I decided to come early for prep. He
said he had asked after me at the girls hostel and was told that
they hadn’t seen me until he found someone who told him she had
seen me going towards school with my school bag. I didn’t mention
not having dinner because he would be upset with me and try to get
me to eat something. He was a nice senior but I just wasn’t in the
mood to talk to him. He saw that I gave him straight answers when
he asked questions and didn’t smile at his joke so he asked if I was
okay. I told him I was fine, just tired and again he believed me so
he came closer and hugged me. I already got used to hugging senior
Daniel and so I hugged him back. I actually felt good hugging him.
It reduced all of the tension and pain I was feeling at that
moment. I actually felt loved but he was another person I wasn’t
willing to share my secret with.
“I love you, my baby!” he finally said and let go of me. He told me
to try to balance school and get enough rest so I wouldn’t feel
tired and weak all the time. I nodded and held back the tears that
were already forming in my eyes. Why couldn’t I tell anyone about
the real pain that I was going through. I wanted to scream and tell
someone that I was being abused by uncle but I just couldn’t. He
stood up when we heard other students voices and told me he would
see me after prep.
During prep, I was asked to jump by my school mother,
senior Onome, who caught me putting my head on the table to sleep
several times. She always tried to make sure I wasn’t wasting my
time during prep and so whenever I was caught doing something
else other than studying, she made sure she punished me for it. I
was really feeling sleepy and tired but she wouldn’t understand any
of that and so I kept jumping until I was able to stay awake a
few minutes before prep was over. When we got to the hostel, I
went straight into the bathroom, washed my uniforms, took a
shower and went straight to sleep. I didn’t even talk to any of
mates throughout that night, including Anabelle.
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Uncle Sam’s pov
It was a Friday morning and I was too tired to stand up and
prepare for work. I had slept late thinking of what to say when I
eventually call the girls hostel to speak with Meso. I had collected
the hostel information from my brother’s wife so I could contact
my Meso. I needed to talk to her because since the night of
my misbehaviour, I hadn’t felt peace. I needed to hear her voice. I
needed her sincere forgiveness. I was quite shocked that she hadn’t
said a word to anybody because I thought that would be the case
but I already had a feeling she wasn’t going to spill.
Later that Friday afternoon, I got home early and the first thing I
did was dial the hostel number. It started ringing and before I
knew it, a woman answered;
“Hello? Riverdale girls hostel, how may I help you” the lady on the
other end of the line said.
“Good afternoon, my name is Sam, Meso’s…I mean Mesonma’s uncle.
Please, I would like to speak with her”
“Do you mean Mesonma Okojie?”
“Yes please”
“Okay, please hold on. Let me get her”
“Alright thank you”
After about three minutes waiting, I heard my Meso’s voice;
“Hello?” she said.
“Hello, Meso. It is Sam. How are you?”
“I’m fine, uncle Sam”
“How’s school?”
“fine”
“And the hostel? Hope you’re coping?”
“Uncle Sam, there’s something you need to know,” when she said
this, I suddenly became anxious to know what was up.
“Meso, what is it?” I asked.
“uncle Sam, I can’t tell you on the phone.”
“You can’t tell me on the phone? why?” I asked squeezing my face.
“Did anyone hurt you? Because I’ll come over to your school right
now and give them a warning”
“No, uncle Sam. It’s worse than that. Please just come to school
right now.”
“Meso, are you okay? what’s wrong? I’ll be there in a few minutes
okay? Please just be okay for me. I’m coming,” I said as she replied
with an okay before dropping the call.
What could be wrong with Meso? I thought. I didn’t understand
because it was Meso who barely wanted to see my face and now
she insisted I drive down to her school. Has she told someone about
what happened between us? Is this some sort of plan? Something
doesn’t seem right. I finally told myself that it wouldn’t get up to
that extent. I called her and not the other way round so there was
no possibility of her snitching on me. I took up courage and decided
to drive down to her hostel.
When I got there, I greeted the security officers that were at
the gates and told them I was there to see Meso. One of the went
inside and came out in about two minutes with a woman. I was still
standing at the gate because they said they weren’t allowed to let
unexpected visitors walk in. I greeted the lady and told her I was
there to see Meso so she took me to her office and told me to have
a seat.
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Meso’s pov
That Friday morning, I had decided to call uncle Sam and tell him
about my situation. I didn’t want to keep shut and allow my tummy
grow bigger while I was still in the hostel. After school that Friday,
I decided to call him after our afternoon siesta, an hour of the day
when every student was to be in bed, sleeping and just resting. I
was going to tell him about my pregnancy but not long into our
siesta, one of the young house mothers called for me. I went into
her office and she pointed at the landline phone that was on the
table, saying my uncle was on the line. It was at the corner of the
room, the spot where one was to answer calls from home so I
approached the table and picked it up.
“Hello?” I had said before uncle Sam revealed himself. He asked
about my well-being and school and all in which I replied but I
decided to bring up what I had planned on telling him but I couldn’t
talk freely because one of the house mothers was still in the office
with me. So I told him he needed to come to school. I made it
known to him that it was urgent and so he said he would be in
school soon before responding and dropping the phone. I stood up
from the chair I had been sitting on, greeted the house mother
with a thank you before leaving. Not long after, she came to call
me again and this time as I got into the office. I saw uncle Sam in
his corporate clothes sitting on the chair in front of the house
mother’s desk. I falsely smiled at him while he stood up to hug me.
The house mother then said I was excused to talk to him since I
knew him while she left the office to give us some privacy.
Immediately, without beating about the bush, I told uncle Sam that
I was pregnant. I told him that I hadn’t seen my period for the
past two weeks and I wasn’t feeling normal. I told him I got
irritated easily and didn’t have the appetite for the meal we were
being served at the hostel.
When he heard this, I could tell from his eyes that he was shocked.
He put his palm on his mouth and shook his head. He was
disappointed. I even almost burst into tears because I knew this
wasn’t a small issue. Despite it all, I still saw my uncle Sam as the
man I loved like my father but more like an elder brother, that was
why I didn’t want to tell anybody because I knew he would be in
so much trouble. He told me it was going to be okay and that we
would try to get rid of the baby. At first, I objected and didn’t
hesitate to show how scared I was but he calmed me down and
kept on saying it would be okay. He hugged me and I hugged him
back, the man who had hurt me and gotten me pregnant at this
stage of my life.
To be continued………