FORBIDDEN LOVE 8

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Still in shock, laying down on the bed and staring into space,
uncle Sam said,”Meso, stand up now and go and clean yourself or do
you want me to wash up for you?”
I didn’t say a word, I only stood up, picked up my clothes and went
straight into his bathroom to clean up. When I got in, I stood right
under the shower and let the water pour down on me. I didn’t even
move for a while or realize when tears started running down from
my eyes. I felt very unclean. I felt like a wasted good. I didn’t
know much about sex or virginity but I knew that as a Christian,
everything that happened was all wrong. I wasn’t supposed to have
sex at this age, let alone with my uncle. I was supposed to wait for
the right time. “Keep yourself for your husband,” my mum had said
to me one time. My mind couldn’t stop processing a lot of things at
once. What just happened? What will I do? Who will I run to? I
kept asking myself those questions while crying. When I was done
having my bath, I stepped out of the shower, dried myself up and
put on my clothes uncle Sam had almost torn while trying to get me
naked. I was in so much pain I couldn’t even walk well. Apart from
the fact that I had just been raped, I had body pains from his
tight grip and weight that rested on me while he raped me. I got
out of the bathroom, looking around to see if he was somewhere in
the room but he wasn’t. He had also changed the bedsheets and
arranged the room leaving it looking as innocent as it is a lie. On my
way to my room for the night, I stopped by the sitting room to
check for uncle Sam or Esther. I sighted Esther still engrossed in
the cartoon she was watching and uncle Sam busy with his phone. I
didn’t want them to notice my presence so I walked quietly to the
room. I guess that didn’t work because immediately after I shut
the door, I heard footsteps coming from the sitting room and I was
so sure it was uncle Sam. I ignored it anyway and got in bed to
continue sulking when I saw the door open and uncle Sam walked
in, shutting the door behind him.
“Meso!!! Meso!!!” he said as he walked to the side of the bed where
I laid and went on his knees.
I didn’t want to see him and so I turned the other way, my back
facing him.
“Meso, I know you’re angry with me and I’m so sorry. I don’t
know what to call my action. I’m very sorry Meso. It’s just because
I love you. I can’t stay away from you too long. I needed you at
that moment, if not, I don’t know what would have happened to
me. Meso, please forgive me, I know I shouldn’t have forced you
but I don’t know what came over me. I love you, baby. I really do.
You know you’re the only one that has my heart. Please! Meso
forgive me. Please let’s keep it a secret. Let it just be between us.
I know you love me too,” uncle Sam said.
I just couldn’t face him after what had happened because I was
scared of him. I wanted to recover and possibly just wake up from
a dream like the one I had of him the other time. If only I knew
that the dream was trying to tell me something, I wouldn’t have
pushed it aside. The funny thing was even with what uncle Sam did
to me, there was no hatred in my heart for him. I didn’t even
dislike him which was strange but I was definitely scared.
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Uncle Sam’s pov
I knew Meso would be so scared of me. I knew she wouldn’t want
to look me in the eyes again but I needed her forgiveness. I really
loved Meso and I didn’t want the relationship we had to destroy
because of my action. Her back still facing me, I kept on begging
her hoping she would just turn to face me even if it was just for a
minute. I actually felt really bad for doing what I did but I
couldn’t take it back. I don’t know why Meso had just been all up
in my head for a while now. I mean I had had affairs with other
women that were more mature, wife material and all of those
package as they call it but something kept on pulling me closer to
Meso. Trust me, I knew it was all wrong but I couldn’t figure out
what was happening to me.
“Uncle, why me?” Meso said as she finally turned to face me, still
not looking into my eyes.
“Meso, like I said, I don’t know what came over me but I really
love you. I’m sure you know that. Please, Meso, forgive me,” I
replied hoping she would say something else but she just turned her
back on me without saying a word. I sighed, standing up and said,
“Thank you” before leaving the room. I had a feeling Meso had
forgiven me but I still felt bad.
The next day, I had to take Meso and Esther back home before
noon and so I got them ready by ten o’clock in the morning and
drove them home. Meso wasn’t still in a bright mood but I didn’t
want to push it so I didn’t say a word to her while we were in the
car. We just drove off in silence. When we got to the house, I
greeted my brother and his wife before saying my goodbye. Before I
left, I glanced at Meso one last time who also glanced at me before
I got into my car and drove off.
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Meso’s pov
Later that day, my mum took me to the market to buy the
remaining items I needed as a boarder. I didn’t even say a word
about what happened between me and uncle Sam. I just kept looking
and acting like a dummy because my expression only showed forth
sadness. I was able to walk better than I could before from all the
pain, so I managed to endure and pretend like I was okay in front
of my mum. She noticed I was sad but she only thought it was
because I was going to the boarding house and so she consoled me
for the wrong reason. I tried my best to cheer up and forget it. I
didn’t know why I couldn’t tell because uncle Sam didn’t even
threaten me or something, he only begged. It hurt me that I
wasn’t even angry with him. Usually, when I hear of other people’s
rape incident or movies on rape incidents, I see how bitter and
angry the victims are. They spit and throw curses on their abusers
but I wasn’t in that state. I couldn’t understand my situation. I
could only feel hurt in silence.
The next day, after church, I took my meal and slept for about an
hour before I was being woken up by Esther who said I was being
called by our parents. My parents called me into the sitting room, sat
me down and gave me lectures on you know what. They told me to
always be focused, be prayerful, face my studies and all of that in
which I paid attention. They even concluded that they knew I was
sad about leaving for the hostel but It was for the best and all of
that. I just kept on nodding and a few minutes later, we were done
talking. After about an hour more, I packed my luggage into the
trunk of the car and we drove straight to the hostel with my
parents seated at the front and my sister, beside me in the car. I
took it upon myself to forget about all that happened between me
and uncle Sam since it had already occured and vowed to keep it a
secret.
To be continued………