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Wow! Lesson packed... Am staying glued to this. Keep it coming De-Raconteur

Timiblanko:
This is a wonderful write up, may God bless the witer...TIMILEYIN BLESSING[color=#006600]

Amen!
Many thanks

Click the link below for the FINAL EPISODE....
The purpose is to entertain all comments, questions, criticism and prayers as regards this story

http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-26/

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EPISODE 25

The bus finally mentioned someplace and I signaled to the conductor that I was stopping there. He gave me my change and I was soon, dropped off at my destination. I looked around, not knowing what to do next or where to go next. It was getting darker and a few shops were already closed.
I looked around to see if I would find somewhere to get shelter. I wanted to stay in an area that wasn’t crowded by people so when I looked around, I found a spot just across the road. I looked around and made sure the road was clear before crossing the road. When I got to the other side of the road, I went over to the closed shop that I had spotted. It had a small shelter I guess were made for customers so I went over to a corner and laid there.
Throughout the night, I couldn’t sleep. I thought about a lot of things. I thought about what I had done and what I planned on doing. It dawned on me that I ran away from my family and in a place I couldn’t even tell if it was still Lagos. It dawned on me that I was about to do something that years back wouldn’t have crossed my mind. I would never have predicted the present. I cried in silence because I felt like I was alone. I was very scared. I kept shedding tears before falling asleep.
The next morning, the sound of a cock woke me up. I had a headache that made it impossible to think straight. It looked like it was about 6:00am. Some shops were already preparing and getting ready to open. I had to leave where I had slept because I didn’t know when the owner would arrive. Like I had thought about the previous night, I was going to look for a hospital that could help me carry out my plan. I was naive enough not to have known or remembered that I could not just walk into a hospital and meet a doctor to help me with an abortion.
I didn’t remember that it wasn’t that easy. All I knew was that a doctor would help me execute my plan. I had once seen it in a movie where young school girls went to the hospital themselves to abort the baby so I thought it would be that easy. I stood up from where I had laid and set out to the street. Still not knowing how to get to the nearest hospital, I decided to go to the bus stop anyway. Maybe I would find people who would direct me, maybe I would find help, I thought. I was feeling very weak, not sure why but I resisted the feeling and tried to be strong.
When I got to the bus stop, I looked around to see if I would find anyone to ask for direction but everyone seemed so busy. It was either they were rushing to catch a bus, attending to customers or walking really fast. I managed to see a man who didn’t look as busy as the rest. He was just standing beside a shop so I walked up to him and asked for direction. He told me the buses to enter and asked for some money in return. I had no other choice but to give him some money so after speaking to him, I set out to catch the bus.
As I stood by the side of the road, a car stopped by me. Remember Femi, the man who came to look for uncle Sam some time ago, he was the one in the car. He called out to me smiling warmly;
“Hey fine girl Mesomma, how are you? Long time.”
I went closer to the car, pretending like nothing was going on in my life. “I’m fine sir”
“Sir? Naa I told you my name is Femi. You can just call me Femi. What are you doing here far away from home? I was actually going to see your uncle this evening even though I haven’t called him yet.”
When he said this, I knew he hadn’t found out about the news of uncle Sam so I pretended still.
“Oh I’m going to get something somewhere.” I said, completely ignoring the part about uncle Sam.
“Oh! I see. Do you mind if I drop you? A girl like you shouldn’t be on the streets alone, you know.”
“I’m okay sir, I’m actually at my destination, thank you.”
“It’s okay if you say so. Maybe we could hang around some other time. I’ll see you later this evening.”
As he said this, I only faked a smile. He didn’t even hide his perverseness. I could see that he had other intentions. From the look in his eyes to the way he spoke. Maybe he didn’t know my age, maybe he didn’t know I was still a young confused teenager. At fourteen, a lot of people already told me how grown and mature I looked. Maybe that was what got to my head to do and allow the stupid things I regret. He smiled before driving off. I sighed in relief because I didn’t want him to know the truth. I didn’t want him to know what had happened neither did I want him to know my intentions. I went over to the bus stop and was walking to enter my bus when I heard my name.
“Meso! Mesomma!”
I looked back and to my surprise found Mummy Nonso, a woman that sold bread and akara on my street. She was very fond of I and uncle Sam but when I saw her, I felt a strange feeling. I felt a type of energy that I had never felt before. It made me very stiff and before I knew it, my name was the only thing I could hear.
I woke up and found myself on a hospital bed with my relatives around and Esther who sat beside me looking very worried. She looked like she had been crying and I couldn’t help but feel very guilty. I tried remembering what had happened and how I came about a hospital bed before recalling that I met mummy Nonso on my way to the hospital. I bet she was the one who called my family but how? I don’t know. She wasn’t even around.
When they saw that I was awake, they came closer and my aunt asked about my well being. I managed to say that I was fine even though she still didn’t look bright. I held Esther who didn’t seem to want to leave my side. I could only guess that my aunt knew I was pregnant. When the doctor came to check up on me, my aunt told Esther and my cousins (they were two, one around the same age as Esther and the other younger) to go get something to eat so we could be left alone.
After the doctor examined me, he spoke about my condition. He said that it was not uncommon to go through what I was going through because the cardiovascular system undergoes a lot of changes during pregnancy but because I was still very young, it was much worse for me. He said that the fluctuation in my blood pressure was part of the cause of the fainting and because of my diet. After he explained all these to my aunt and I, he exited the room. My aunt finally spoke up after a two minutes’ pause with a very pained look.
“Meso, where did you go? Why did you leave the house and gave us a scare? Ehn….even when you know your uncle just died.”
Nothing but tears came to my eyes before speaking;
“I was scared. I knew that everybody would be disappointed when they found out. I didn’t want to bring shame to our family aunty. I’m sorry”
“Meso, it doesn’t matter what has already happened. Sam’s wife already told us about your pregnancy. She is even on her way here. True, it is disappointing but we don’t even know any other thing apart from the fact that you’re pregnant. It is possible that you could have been raped. You are still a small girl Meso and even though I didn’t want to believe my ears when I heard it too, I know you that you know better Meso. What happened?”
When she said this, I didn’t know if to say the truth or just lie to her like I planned to in the beginning. I was so embarrassed and disappointed at myself.

To be continued……

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-25/

EPISODE 24

As we got to the hospital, aunty Jennifer rushed to the front desk at the reception and asked the lady behind for some information concerning uncle Sam. I had anxiously been waiting for her in the waiting area while I watched her talk to the lady behind the desk. Then I saw a nurse coming out from somewhere and aunty Jennifer going to meet her. I stood up when I saw them talking because aunty Jennifer was looking really distressed.

The nurse walked away immediately I joined them, so I asked aunty Jennifer about uncle Sam. She didn’t say anything for a while, then sat down on the closest seat as she said;

“They said he’ll be fine hopefully Meso but that he lost a lot of blood due to the shooting and car crash.”
All that rang in my head was ‘shooting’. Uncle Sam was shot? I almost said out loud. I was so scared because I knew that there was a probability he wasn’t going to make it. At that moment, he was in the emergency room so I bowed my head and said a little prayer. I asked God to help uncle Sam so he could live again. I begged God and promised him that he would change his ways and I would change mine as well. In my mind, I thought God wanted to punish us for the things we had been doing behind the curtains.

I looked at aunty Jennifer who sat beside me with her face buried in her palms. She was muttering some things and I could see she was really worried. Tears were rolling down her eyes and I joined her in tears. Not just because I was worried about uncle Sam, but also because uncle Sam and I were guilty of a crime that if only she knew, would be so disgusted with us and feel even worse. She looked up and saw me crying, then held me close to her chest, whispering to me that it would be alright. She also said a little prayer and I whispered an ‘Amen’.

Aunty Jennifer was a good woman. As much as I loved uncle Sam, I knew she deserved a better man. A lot was going through my mind as my head rested on her chest. After about an hour, a doctor came out to meet us at the waiting area.

“You must be Sam’s wife and his niece”

Aunty Jennifer stood up and responded with a ‘yes’.

“It’s a miracle he’s alive.”

When we heard this, we sighed in relief and thanked God.

Then the doctor continued, “….Please come with me to my office.”

We followed him to his office and he spoke to us concerning uncle Sam’s condition. He told us that uncle Sam was really lucky to have still made it even with the shooting and car crash. He also said if he hadn’t been brought to the hospital immediately, we would have probably be mourning him already.

Then aunty Jennifer said she wanted to see him so the doctor picked up the landline, dialled a number and spoke to someone, before a nurse walked in. The nurse was asked to escort us to uncle Sam’s room so we left with her. We got into his room and saw uncle Sam in the worst condition we had ever seen him. He had bands on his left arm extending to his chest area. He had a drip placed on his wrist with an oxygen mask resting on his nose and mouth. He really was in a horrible state. He was asleep, so we took our sit on a couch that was in the room. None of us could say anything because we were still trying to believe the state of uncle Sam. It was not a pleasing sight at all.

Uncle Sam woke up after some hours. It was about 10:00pm in the night. Neither I nor aunty Jennifer closed our eyes to rest. We had been waiting for uncle Sam to wake up so when he opened his eyes, aunty Jennifer went and sat beside him. I just sat where I was and watched them both. I watched as aunty Jennifer leaned in and pecked him on the cheek. He was trying to smile at us but I could see he was in pain. I was only at peace because he was alive. Aunty Jennifer had asked if I wanted to go home and I had told her that I was fine staying with them so we were up till about 2:00am.

At this hour of the night, uncle Sam suddenly started gasping for air. I couldn’t understand what was happening because he was using an oxygen mask. My heart was racing as aunty Jennifer signaled to go get the nurse or doctor. I ran out and returned with a nurse who checked and saw that his oxygen mask was working fine. She tried doing so many things but it didn’t take long before uncle Sam stopped breathing. The nurse looked at us and said he was dead. He was recorded as a dead man right there and then, in our faces.

“eeehhhhhhh, eeeehhhh, Sam! Sam! Samuel!” aunty Jennifer who was right beside uncle Sam shouted while crying and gripping him.

The only thing I can remember is that at that moment, I blacked out. I woke up beside a very sad aunty Jennifer who was seated on a chair with some people I guessed were her colleagues, consoling her. She had even stopped crying. She was just mute. I looked around and found myself laying on a hospital bed with a drip placed on my wrist. Then, my eyes went straight to the wall clock that hung on the wall directly opposite me and saw I that it was almost 2:00pm. I was about to get up when one of her colleagues asked me to lay back while she goes to get the doctor. The doctor came into the room and checked me up. He said I was discharged but decided to spill the result of my blood test, they had obtained when I passed out.

“Do you know that you’re pregnant?” the doctor asked, looking down at me.

I looked around first and saw that everyone in the room heard the doctor including aunty Jennifer who laughed sarcastically before maintaining an expressionless face. The people around her were just talking to her I guess trying to console her. I thought I didn’t hear properly after the doctor broke the news. First, uncle Sam was dead, and then me being pregnant. This had to be a dream.

“Pregnant? I’m pregnant?” I asked the doctor in a surprised but sad low tone.

“Yes! Miss Meso, you’re one month pregnant. You haven’t had any symptoms?” I shook my head in reply to the doctor as I began to shed tears. How was I pregnant and didn’t have any symptoms? I did miss my period but I thought it was normal after I learnt about irregular periods. It didn’t even cross my mind that I could be pregnant. I was definitely pregnant for uncle Sam. I cried even more when I remembered that he was no more.

There was obviously no other explanation. I remember it was about a month ago when uncle Sam came to lie with me the night we almost got caught. I didn’t want to believe my ears. Not after uncle Sam already passed away.

What would I say to aunty Jennifer? How will I tell her that uncle Sam was the father of my unborn child? What would I tell my sister, my relatives? This would be too much to bear in just a day. I thought about uncle Sam and I didn’t know whether to cry that he had gotten me pregnant just before his death or to cry that the man I once said I loved and couldn’t do without was nothing but a corpse. I couldn’t understand what was happening. Everything was too confusing. Was uncle Sam really dead? Am I really pregnant? I couldn’t even say much again so the doctor spoke to aunty Jennifer and I in his office before we left the hospital.

One of aunty Jennifer’s colleagues drove us home. Even when I had just heard the news of my pregnancy, the only thing I could think of while seated in the car was uncle Sam. I let down the tears that I had been trying to control but hid it so that aunty Jennifer who sat beside me wouldn’t see me. She didn’t even say anything to me.

Nothing about uncle Sam or even my pregnancy.

Nobody in the car even acted like they knew I was pregnant. Neither did any of us mention uncle Sam. I looked to my right where aunty Jennifer sat and found her in a worried state. Her face was swollen from crying a lot. I was expecting her to ask me questions concerning the pregnancy because we were both seated at the passenger’s seat, behind. I was ready to lie to her that I was once raped by a stranger but she didn’t say a single word as we drove home. It even scared me because I thought she would have guessed uncle Sam as the father to my baby. When we got home, we saw cars packed both outside and inside the compound. Everyone was waiting for us to come back because of the news of uncle Sam, including his families and friends, except my relatives who lived outside Lagos and Esther.

As I got inside, I went straight to my room with tears still in my eyes. I sat on my bed as I wept bitterly. At that moment, some of my aunties and uncles walked into my room and came to console me. They sat beside me and told me to take heart even as they were trying to console themselves. Everybody had a worried look.

When the doctor had said he survived, I didn’t know things were yet to get worse. I thought he would live and things would be different after the promise I made to God. Nobody couldn’t just believe that uncle Sam would leave this soon especially after just getting married. I even heard aunty Jennifer from the sitting room wailing and screaming on top of her lungs for her husband to be brought back home. She shouted for a while, then kept quiet before continuing with her lamentation. She bitterly cursed and cursed the armed robbers who had caused the accident.

My relatives who surrounded me thought I was mainly crying for uncle Sam but I was crying because of the guilt that I felt, because of his death and because of the baby in my womb. They didn’t even know I was pregnant except aunty Jennifer and a few of her colleagues who still hadn’t said a word about it. I wished I could turn time or change a lot of things but it was too late. It was probably when he was coming to pick me up, that he got attacked. This thought caused me to blame myself for everything. From his death to my pregnancy and the pain everyone was going through.

I had a plan. I suddenly stopped crying, then wiped my tears and told my relatives that I wanted to sleep so I could get some privacy. Only one of them stayed with me for a while before I was left completely alone. I told myself that I wasn’t going to keep the baby so I decided to abort the baby on my own. I even thought of committing suicide because I believed it to be the best decision for myself. I didn’t want to live to see the shame and disappointment that I would bring to my family when everyone finds out that I was pregnant for my dead uncle.

To leave the house, I had to pass through the back door so no one could see me. I had already gathered all the money I had saved from the times uncle Sam gave me money. I put them into my small shoulder bag, put on a sandal and left my room. The back door was in the kitchen and my room was on a corridor which was the closest room to the kitchen. The kitchen wasn’t around the sitting room where everyone was present so I was able to get out of the house through the back door. I didn’t see Mohammed at the gate so I ran out as fast as I could, making sure that I wouldn’t get caught.

I managed to escape and walked as far as I could from the house. It was dark after sunset and I had a scarf tied around my head and face so no one could easily recognize me. I was crying as I was walking. I finally got to the bus stop and entered the first bus that stopped at my front. I didn’t even want to know what kind of bus or where the bus was headed to. I just wanted to be as far away as possible from everyone I knew.

To be continued…..

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-24/

wizsolzy:
which day update go come?

Its all set and served... Comman read Apologies for the delay

comelyJummy:
So uncle Sam is through with meso. Child abuse is so rampant since beginning of time and I can't but ask why?
Anyway uncle Sam wehdone sir

Its so pathetic really

EPISODE 23

After taking my eyes off Uncle Sam with the anger that was boiling up in me, I looked back at the lady who was standing in front of me with a smiley face. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before she broke the silence.

“Uhm Meso, why don’t you go and wash up, then come and have lunch. There is enough food to get everyone really tired.” the lady said.

I didn’t want to seem rude or anything so I smiled and replied with an “Okay” before heading back to my room. I washed up, got dressed and decided not to go out. I was really pissed so I laid on my bed and played with my phone. As I was playing with my phone, I got a message from uncle Sam saying to please come outside and behave properly, that he was going to talk to me about the whole thing later. At first, I hesitated and wanted to be stubborn but I didn’t want his fiancé to feel like I’m unnecessarily stubborn so I left to join them outside.

She asked me to dish out what I wanted. From the vegetable soup to the jollof rice to the fish stew to the fried chicken. I couldn’t understand why she had to cook this much but I went to the jollof rice pot anyway and dished out a little portion. I was about to head out of the kitchen when she called me back and said to take chicken and meat from the small cooler. I did as she said and I was called back again but by uncle Sam who asked if the food was enough for me. I let him know it was very okay for me without trying to express any feelings or emotions, then I left the kitchen for my room.

I was hoping they wouldn’t call me to join them at the dining table since they were going there to eat. I stayed in my room and ate my meal all by myself. It was actually really delicious and I began to think Uncle Sam was getting tired of my cooking. I knew he wouldn’t get married to me but I also knew that most of the attention he had been given to me would be given to his soon to be wife. Each time I thought about it, I became so sad.

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A month later, I felt like I was forgotten because uncle Sam barely spoke to me or say the sweet things he always said. He didn’t sneak up on my bed in the night like he used to or even kiss my forehead goodnight. He was always busy, coming home later than usual and I began to get worried. You know at a very young age, when you lose the attention that you were once given, you feel less loved. I only consoled myself with the fact that uncle Sam had promised to take me to Port Harcourt to see my sister after my junior WAEC.

Uncle Sam finally came to talk to me one night about everything that was going on. He said he still loved me but he had to get married and move on with his life like I would move on with mine. He explained a few other things that I obviously knew and understood but I wasn’t willing to accept the fact that he was right. I knew he was my uncle, my late dad’s brother. In fact, I knew whatever feelings I had for him or vice versa was absolutely wrong. But I didn’t see it as anything anymore, not after he was the same person to take away my virginity at a very young age. This weird feeling got weirder every day and I got to live like that.

He announced to me one night that his wedding would be coming up in two weeks and even though he wasn’t doing much, he wanted me to be happy for him. I couldn’t understand what was there to be happy about.

He was getting married and I would be the one tossed into the gutter so why was I supposed to be happy. Before his wedding, I started my junior WAEC so I tried as much as I could to forget about him or his wedding and what not. I made sure that my school came first this time. I suddenly didn’t care and started digging into my books. I even started talking to people that I never really talked to in school since I was a loner like I was already tagged by some. I wouldn’t say I made friends but I began to know and talk to certain people.

Everything was going fine until my uncle’s wedding eve. I slowly became sad and angry at myself and uncle Sam. After I let him use me to fulfill his sexual pleasures, he was going to get married and I may become his wife’s slave. I would be the one at lost.

The next day which was a Saturday, my uncle finally got married to his fiancé just like that. It all happened so fast I couldn’t believe it. Surprisingly, I saw Esther, my aunty and my cousins at the wedding even though it wasn’t a big wedding. I was surprised because they had told me that they wouldn’t be able to make it for uncle Sam’s wedding but I guess they really wanted to surprise me. I couldn’t stop smiling when I saw them. I hung out with Esther who had added weight and my cousins. They looked so bright and happy. I was happy to see them and to see that they were really happy. Even though at the end, Esther became really sad. She had almost cried that she missed me and our parents. I felt really bad because I couldn’t help her.

After the wedding, they made them stay over at one of our distant relatives’ home. They were going to be heading back to Port Harcourt the next day. I also joined them, just to leave the newlyweds to themselves for the night and spend some more time with my sister. I kept smiling and trying to cheer Esther up while catching up with what’s going on in her life. I had spoken to her few times on the phone but you know it would be way different when in person. So we talked about a few things and later allowed her to rest since they had to leave the next day.

The next day, I said my goodbye with tears in eyes and hurt in my heart as I watched them leave the house in a Taxi. It was time for me to go back home so I was dropped off later in the evening. Thankfully I didn’t have an exam the next day until two days later so I could rest from the whole drama. I got home and met uncle Sam and aunty Jennifer on the couch relaxing and watching tv. Then I greeted them and went straight into my room.
In order to cut things short, three weeks later, I ended my junior WAEC. I had just Lagos state exams left. By this time, everything was normal at the house. Funny enough aunty Jennifer was really nice. Initially, I thought she was going to turn me into her personal house maid like what happens in the movies. Most especially because she was recently married to a man that has his niece under his and now, her care but she was just a really nice person. Maybe she was just pretending, I thought to myself several times because she was just too nice. She cooked most times, cleaned sometimes and bought me things. I started to see her as a loving mother. She was quite young but she acted like a mother with experience, so loving, mature and wise. I started to think less of uncle Sam and feel really happy for her and her marriage. The fact that I got to meet a wonderful woman instead of what I thought would be of me when uncle Sam gets married made me happy too.

One night, uncle Sam snuck into my room and came to lie with me. I was very shocked as to why he was in my room by the middle of the night after two months of being left alone. He suddenly started kissing me all over and tried to take off my clothes but I refused. I refused to let him touch me and was whispering a ‘No, no, no’ so no one could hear, then he got angry. He said I didn’t love him anymore and filled my tiny head with lies that made me feel guilty and so I allowed him sleep with me.

After he was done using me as his intimacy gadget, I didn’t feel the same way I did like the other times he had laid with me. I felt different, I felt horrible and guilty. I felt disgustingly strange. I felt like I had just betrayed aunty Jennifer which got me really disturbed. Now, he kissed me goodnight and was about to stand up when we heard aunty Jennifer call out uncle Sam’s name.

I was suddenly so scared because what would be his explanation If he was found in my room by the middle of the night. He left my room immediately and I quickly adjusted my nightgown before pretending to be asleep. I heard uncle Sam say something about him going to check if there was light so the generator could be turned off. I’m sure she would have been confused because it was Mohammed’s job and not his but the liar that uncle is, would have come up with something else to remove any trace of suspicion.

I didn’t see uncle in my room again after another week. Probably because he was trying to avoid getting caught like he almost was the other night. Although, he always texted me, whether I was in the same house with him or not. I didn’t say a word to aunty Jennifer about the other night as guilty as I felt. She didn’t have any suspicious look either so things went on normally until the day things got worse. I had just finished all my exams for junior school and uncle Sam had promised to take me out. I was actually excited and couldn’t wait to spend time with him just as my uncle and nothing more.

It wasn’t only because I wanted to spend some time with him but because I was happy that I was finally done with junior school. I had managed to carry my phone to school that day even though it wasn’t allowed. This was because uncle Sam said he was going to text me before he comes to get me since I already told him what time my last paper was going to end. I waited in school for about an hour and didn’t hear from uncle Sam. Another hour went by and all the jss3 students that had been running around all happy and excited that exams were over were already leaving for their homes. It was getting late so I decided to go home disappointed in uncle Sam than wait till it got really dark. I got home and no one was home yet. I checked the messages I had sent to uncle Sam and not a single reply yet. I decided to change and have my dinner while I wait for him to come home.

I was in my room when I heard someone come in so I went out to see who it was and found aunty Jennifer. I greeted her and she asked about my wellbeing, my exams and even Uncle Sam. I told her everything was fine but that I hadn’t seen Uncle Sam. She said ‘okay, my dear’ and left for her room. But before she left, I asked if she was hungry and she said not to bother myself, that she would eat when she was hungry so I went back into my room. Just five minutes later, I heard a scream. I jumped up from my bed and rushed out to see the reason for it. I found aunty Jennifer on her feet standing by the dining table with a very sad look on her face while talking with someone on the phone. Before I could even ask what was wrong, she told me to go get her car keys. When I came back with them, she told me that we were heading to the hospital because uncle Sam had just been involved in a terrible accident while trying to escape some armed robbers.

To be continued……..

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-23/

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APOLOGIES FOR THE LATENESS PALS

EPISODE 22

Uncle Sam returned that night around 11:00pm. I had slept off on the couch in the sitting room while waiting for him. So the time I saw him was when I woke up in his arms while I was being carried to my room. I remember sleepily asking why he was late and if he wanted to eat. But he only told me not to worry and just go to bed. He placed me on my bed, covered me with my blanket and kissed my forehead good night before leaving my room. I must have been so tired because It wasn’t up to five minutes when I drifted to dreamland again.

I woke up the next morning to a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. It was that time of the month and I was feeling very moody. My bed sheet was stained and I had to still prepare for school. I managed to stand up even with the pain, change my sheets and got into the shower to prepare for school. I woke up quite early so I took my time because the pain wouldn’t even allow me go any faster. To add to my pain, I had a terrible headache. I wasn’t just myself that morning. I tried to prepare breakfast for I and uncle Sam since he used to leave the house at the same time I did. When I was done with the preparation, I tried to eat but I couldn’t eat much. I only forced myself to eat two slices of bread and a boiled egg so I could take some drugs. I was prepared for school but uncle Sam wasn’t out yet so I decided to go check up on him.

I knocked on his door twice and then the third time, he announced to come in. He asked why I was knocking as he had told me I could come in whenever I wanted. That wasn’t the case that morning as I wasn’t even in the mood so I told him I had come to check up on him since he wasn’t out yet. He was still in his pajamas which was surprising so I asked why he wasn’t dressed. He told me that I had forgotten he took two days off work. That was when I remembered he mentioned it to me on Friday night. I wasn’t really sure why he took two days off work because he wasn’t travelling and he didn’t look as tired as he used to be. I told him I was ready to go to school and was about to leave when he said to wait for him while he gets his car keys so he could drop me off. I told him not to worry as I could take a public transport and immediately he squeezed his face.

“I told you not to say that whenever I’m around. Can’t I take you to school?” he said looking pissed.

I apologized, telling him that I didn’t want to disturb him and his frown turned into a smile. He put on a hoody, picked his car keys and we left the room together. When we got to the gate of my school, he held my hands and whispered I love you just before I was about to get down from the car. I smiled at him and said I loved him too before getting down from the car. He couldn’t kiss me like he would if we were alone because we were in public and people could easily sight us from the car. I remembered that I hadn’t told him about his friend that came around the previous day so I told him about the man named Femi as I was standing beside the car. After speaking with him about his friend for a while, I waved him off before heading to the school’s gate to sign in. Immediately I was done signing in, I heard the bell for the morning assembly so I quickly ran to my class which wasn’t very far to drop my bag. After dropping my school bag, I left for the assembly ground with the other students.

Assembly was quite long because there were a lot of announcements especially concerning the jss3 students. The pain I felt in the morning came back. I hated when I was on my period because no amount of drugs ever made the pain go away permanently. I endured the pain until we were done with the assembly. That day felt really slow and I could not wait to go back home. I was tired and frustrated with all my classes. We had extra hours for all our subjects so it was pretty intense due to the coming up junior WAEC. Later in the evening, we closed two hours after all the other students had closed. I ran out of school to catch a bus home. It was already 5:00pm and I couldn’t wait to see uncle Sam and spend the rest of the day with him.

When I got home, I came in through the gate and saw that two of his cars were still parked in the compound so I knew he would be around. I actually expected him to have come to pick me up but it wasn’t a problem. Sometimes I preferred taking the public transport anyway, especially when I was moody. I got in and smelt the most amazing aroma ever. Uncle Sam must have decided to surprise me, I thought. A smile broke on my face as I walked into the sitting room. It soon turned into confusion as I sighted a fancy handbag laying on the couch that definitely didn’t belong to me. Then I saw the rest of the belongings that belonged to the stranger that I was yet to meet. I heard voices in the kitchen as I walked into the sitting room, one that definitely belonged to uncle Sam and a woman. I decided to drop my things first before heading to the kitchen. So as I dropped my bags, took off my shoes, I went straight to the kitchen.

To my greatest surprise, I saw uncle Sam wrapped around the arms of another lady who were both resting by the kitchen sink. Nothing but anger rushed through my veins by the sight. I couldn’t believe my eyes. They were not only wrapped in each other’s arms but were also kissing and laughing. As angry as I was, I spoke up since they hadn’t noticed my presence. “Good afternoon,” I said. That was when they both looked up and saw me standing beside the door. There were food items, both cooked and uncooked all around the kitchen.
“Good afternoon Meso! You’re back from school.” Uncle Sam said.

I could see a lot of expressions on his face. The kind filled with guilt and confusion.

“Meso, this is Jennifer. Jennifer this is Meso, my niece.”
He said introducing us to each other. The lady stretched out her hands towards me for a handshake and as confused and angry I was, I shook her hand. Immediately, she smiled and said;

“Your uncle’s fiancé. Nice to meet you dear”
I wasn’t sure I heard right when she said fiancé. I faked a smile and glanced at uncle Sam who had also been looking at me. He must have known what was running through my mind.

To be continued……(Please Leave a comment)

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-22/

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Episode 21

I slept off while thinking of Anabelle, Daniel and my sister. When I woke up, it was about 2:45pm so I went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Uncle Sam wasn’t back yet so instead of dishing out his food immediately, I dished out just mine and got back to my room. After eating and washing my plate, I decided to read since the last time I opened my books was Friday evening. Junior WAEC was coming up and I wouldn’t say I was very prepared but I was ready. I read for about three hours taking little breaks until I got really tired and bored. I was so tempted to call uncle Sam and ask when he would be returning but I just couldn’t. He was probably busy and I didn’t want to disturb so I went out to the street for a stroll.

I walked all the way to the end of the street and turned around to head back home. As I was walking back home, I felt like I was been watched which made me so uncomfortable. I looked back and saw a car slowly driven behind me. I kept walking like I hadn’t noticed until the car pulled up beside me. I stopped and looked to my right where the car had stopped. I saw that I didn’t know the man who was behind the wheels so I started walking and even picked up my pace when I saw the car still following me. I got confused and really scared as to why I was being followed.

On getting to the gate, I told the gateman to lock the gates as I was being followed by someone that I didn’t know and he obeyed immediately. But as I was heading to the door of the house, I heard a car horn. I thought about the man in the car that I had just seen but I also remembered that uncle Sam wasn’t back yet. I stood at the front door of the house watching Muhammad, the gateman go out of the gate. At that point, I knew it wasn’t uncle Sam because he easily recognized when it was uncle Sam. I still stood there waiting and watching for what was going to happen next.

Finally, Muhammad came in and opened the gates for the car to come in. My heart began to beat faster when I saw it was the same car that was following me. I thought Muhammad was crazy to have let the man inside until I saw what happened next. The man parked, got down from his car and went over to meet Muhammad who was still closing the gates. Then, Muhammad bowed, greeting him and hailing him. He kept shouting “oga oga” and I couldn’t understand. Then I heard him say “Long time, oga” and my nerves were calm. I guessed he must be a friend of uncle Sam. They greeted each other and I saw him give some naira notes to Muhammad.

When they were done chatting, I saw him heading to the door. By this time I already locked it and pretended like I hadn’t been watching from the door. He pressed the bell and I immediately left the corner where I had been peeping through the window. I let him press the bell one more time before I went over to open the door. I don’t know why Muhammad didn’t tell him that uncle Sam wasn’t around.

“Good evening sir” I said, when I opened the door.

“Good evening, fine lady.” he replied.

He looked young just like uncle Sam, if not a bit younger. He had a nice outfit on with a breathtaking cologne. I stood there waiting for him to say something.

“Is Sam around?” he asked but before I could reply, he continued.

“My apologies, My name is Femi, I am Sam’s friend.” he said, stretching his hands out for a handshake.

I shook him and replied him with;

“He isn’t around. He went out since morning and isn’t back yet.”

“Oh! Wow! and do you know when he would be back?”

I shook my head and he looked really disappointed.

“I’m sorry.” I said to him, I don’t know why.

“That’s fine. It’s not your fault. I wanted to surprise him as I haven’t seen him in a while but I guess I was in for a surprise instead. Where would Sam go on a Sunday? Crazy man.”

“Would you like to wait?” I offered, since we had been standing at the door for about five minutes.

“Okay, I’ll see if I can wait.” he said and I opened the door wider for him to come in.

As he sat down, I put on the television and dropped the remote beside him and then asked what he would like to drink.

“I’d have five bottles of beer. Ha ha! Just kidding. I’ll just have water, thanks”

I don’t know if he found himself to be funny or charming but that was just annoying, I thought to myself. I went in and out of the kitchen, returning with a bottle of water and a glass cup placed in a serving tray. I set it down on the table and served him the water.

“Thank you, fine lady.” he said and I just faked a smile.

I didn’t even find it flattering. As I was about to head back to the kitchen, he called me and asked to keep him company. I was very nervous and didn’t want to stay but I wanted to be nice to the guest so I sat on the couch opposite him. He looked at me weirdly for a while before he started with his questions. He asked a few random questions before asking who Sam was to me. I told him he was my uncle and he looked very surprised.

He hadn’t completed the question asking how old I was when I asked to be excused. I lied that I had left something on the fire. Why didn’t I think of that in the first place? I don’t know why. I was feeling really uncomfortable around him and I needed to leave his sight. Not long after I was sitting on the kitchen stool trying to get hold of myself, I heard him say,”Hello?

Hello? Young lady?”. I knew he was calling me as I hadn’t mentioned my name yet so I stood up and went into the sitting room to meet him. He was on his feet and saying he had to leave so I escorted him to the door. But before he left, he asked for my name and I replied “Mesonma.”

To be continued…..

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-21/

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holufunmie:
baba,,after u na u o,,omg u are so talented,,it is like m watching a movie,,ride on bro I dey ur back,,more ink to ur pen

Many thanks holufunmie

Caylia:
Sorry I always come late, hardly get any notifications on my mentions on nairaland anymore.
A lot happen in our society and the world, with little children being molested by those who ought to be protecting them, i have seen cases like that. Only God would help us.
Am angry at Sam 4 the abomination he is committing, think Daniel really cares about Meso.
Kudos to u boss.

Thanks for taking out time eventually to read through and leaving your thoughts behind.
Its well appreciated dear

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Still following. Gospelbreed.com always has lesson packed stories. This is not an exception

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Episode 20

That Sunday morning, I got out of uncle Sam’s arms, leaving him snoring on the bed. I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I fried some plantain and egg then boiled water for tea. I wanted to be done before he was awake so I could serve his breakfast immediately. He always enjoyed when his breakfast was ready before he was awake and I had taken joy preparing it for him always. I had been draining the last set of plantain when I felt someone from behind hold my hands that held the plantain in the strainer. I knew it was uncle Sam so I turned to face him before greeting him. He planted a kiss on my forehead and greeted back.

“Hmmm, Meso will not kill me with food. Who knew the small Meso of those days could take care of a grown man like me. Why wouldn’t I be happy?” he said smiling at me.

I only blushed and served his food on the dining table where I joined him. We talked about a few things laughed about some until he kept a straight face. He stared at me for a while before he said;

“Meso! I love you so much okay? I’m not going to let anything harm you or your sister. I know so many things have happened in the past and so many things are happening now but it’s what we call life isn’t it? Just let me know whenever you need me. Any time you need my help, you know where to find me Meso.”

I looked at uncle Sam for a while before saying;

“I wish Esther lived with us”

“Meso, you know the reason why Esther stays with your aunty. She is still much younger than you are and needs guidance. Remember everything that was explained after the meeting with everyone two years ago. I promise that it won’t be like this forever. You will get to be with Esther soon. They all just want you to finish your secondary school in Lagos first. And you know all about cost as well. See…..”

At this point, uncle Sam stood up and bent down close to me. He held me close to his chest while he consoled me as tears were already streaming down from my eyes.

He continued with his talking and consoling until I told him I was okay and not going to cry anymore. It became quiet for a while and I decided to ask him a question;

“Can I ask you a question?” I said to him.

“Of course! You can ask me anything.” he replied.

“Sam, when you get married, what will happen to me?”
He must have been very shocked because he paused for a while and just before he was about to answer, he heard his phone ring so he excused himself and stood up to get it from the room. I immediately stood up, packed the plates and took them to the kitchen. I decided to wash the plates, then clean the house as uncle Sam was not yet back from where he went to get his phone.

After I was done with the cleaning, I retired for my room. As I got into my room, I heard uncle Sam call me from the living room so I quickly went to answer him.

When I got there, he was all dressed up in a casual outfit. Before I even asked, he already said he was going to meet up with a friend and I was surprised because It was just 11:36am on a Sunday. Nevertheless, I didn’t ask further because I knew he was a busy man. He brought out some naira note and told me to use it to get anything that was needed by me or the house. He was very fond of doing that. It was a Sunday and I wasn’t planning on going anywhere so I told him, we didn’t need it as always but he insisted I kept it anyway so I collected it and thanked him. As usual, he pecked me on the lips and went out the door while I shut it close.

I got back to my room and went to take a shower and after went straight to lay on my bed. I hadn’t been to church for over a month and I didn’t have any reason.

Uncle Sam didn’t also care as much because he always said he wanted to spend the Sundays with me alone. Even though he didn’t mind if I wanted to go to church, I never just did for a while.

So as laid on my bed, I thought about a lot of things. I remembered Anabelle who used to be my close friend that I hadn’t spoken to in a while. I also thought about Daniel, the senior who was my school father and it made me miss them a lot. I remember I used to get in touch with Anabelle but after a while, we lost contact. I never even spoke to Daniel after that day he got suspended for beating up a student. I used to ask Anabelle about him but she always told me that she hadn’t seen him in school either. I still felt guilty because everything that happened to him was all because of me.

To be continued……

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-20/

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EPISODE 19

Two years later

After the death of Mesonma’s parents, their relatives came to a conclusion on who would be responsible for both Mesonma and Esther. As much as they didn’t want them separated, Esther was to move in with one of their aunties while Meso was to move in with uncle Sam in order to reduce cost and reasons only known to them. Things were not so smooth the first few months after the death of Meso’s parents because there were a lot of changes and transition. She was separated from her sister, separated from friends and her old life basically. She also had to change school where she eventually lost contact with Anabelle, her close friend and Daniel, her school father.

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Meso’s POV

It was a Sunday morning and there I was in the arms of a man who I thought I loved and cherished. Uncle Sam who had crept into my bed the night before held me close to his chest as he kept snoring. He had made love to me and filled my ears with nothing but love words the previous night. This was my father’s brother. Yes! You are about to say how wrong and filthy it is but at that point in my life, he made me as happy as I could be. He made it seem right, so I thought anyway. When I look back, I wish I hadn’t allowed it.



At the age of 14, I was already experiencing the things I never thought I would at such a young age. Uncle Sam had promised to love me forever no matter what. He had mention so many things I always wanted to hear and he succeeded in winning my heart over with them. I was so young yet I knew what it all meant. This was the phase of my life when I thought I wouldn’t be able to live without my uncle.



It all started a few months back when I had been seriously down. I had been feeling down because I felt like my world was turning upside down. I was being bullied at school and called ugly several times. I was missing my parents and my sister. I was never just in a good mood. This particular Friday evening, uncle Sam came back from work and I didn’t go out to greet him as usual. I was actually just sitting down on my bed in my room with only a towel wrapped around my body. I sat at the edge of my bed crying silently. I was drowned in my own thoughts that I didn’t realize uncle Sam had been calling out for me.



I recall uncle Sam coming into my room like he had just seen a ghost. He came and sat close to me trying to get me to say what was wrong with me. He had said he was calling out my name but because I didn’t answer, he decided to come check me in my room. I remember that the stench of his breath was very discomforting. He had had a few drinks again. Even though he wasn’t usually drunk, he wasn’t still in his full senses. I didn’t care at that point, didn’t care about anything. I was just very upset with life. He held me close, still insisting that I tell him what was going on. So I finally spoke up and told him about everything. How much I was being bullied in school, how much I missed my sister, how much I missed my parents and how upset I was at life itself. He only consoled me and made promises. Promises to make it up to me, promises to always make me happy, promises to do what ever it would take to make me see life as meaningful again.



I don’t know why this happened but it suddenly became quiet and uncle Sam held my face, bringing his lips closer to mine. I don’t know why I didn’t move but I let him take charge. He slowly took off my towel and crashed into me. I didn’t struggle, didn’t object. I let him do to me whatever he wanted. He said he loved throughout that night while he made love to me like he would call it. Because I didn’t know the meaning of everything, I told him I loved him back with tears rolling down my eyes. I thought that was what love was about but deep down I knew it didn’t feel right. My heart aches each time I remember that night because I didn’t fight back. That was the beginning of a forbidden love. Something that should never have been called love in the first place.



To be continued….

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-19/

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If you are reading this, please be aware that this story is a fiction. It does not apply to anyone in particular but it is something I believe the world should be aware of. Sometimes we might not smell the burning food even when it’s right under our nose. There are so many things happening in the world. So many young girls, so many young boys in need of help, in need of mentors, in need of guidance. They are either being abused by relatives, friends, strangers….etc. We need to be conscious about everything and everyone around us. What you think does not/can never happen might actually have happened/is happening. Let’s be careful, spread the word. And try to save many from dipping their fingers into the fire.


THE STORY CONTINUES SHORTLY....

EPISODE 18

The next day at school, the siren went off for our morning assembly. I was certain that assembly was going to be long as it was the last day of school and the incident that happened last night was going to be talked about. After our normal activity on the assembly, the principal walked to the front of the students for the usual announcement but with a very stern look. She cleared her throat before speaking and then brought up the incident that happened the night before.



She said basically everything the house master had said that night and said the boys were not going to go scot free. I wasn’t mentioned because I was just a victim but they did mention that a girl was almost raped by them. Senior Daniel unluckily wasn’t going to go unpunished either for beating up someone to an unconscious state. The three boys who had almost raped me were expelled while senior Daniel was suspended. They were all called out by the angry principal and flogged by the strictest teacher in our school, Mr. Alabi.



Assembly that morning got some looking very excited, some looking very serious and the rest unhappy. The principal made mention that anyone who committed an offence like them or even close would also not go unpunished. I was so sad for senior Daniel because I knew it was all because of me. I started feeling very guilty. If only he had just left the boy when he was still very much okay, this wouldn’t happen. I needed to talk to him but I couldn’t get hold of him because they were all taken to the principal’s office after. The drums began for us to match back to our classes.



Later that day, Anabelle left school for her house as her parents’ driver had come to pick her up and a few minutes later, I was told that my uncle was waiting to pick me up. I was actually expecting my parents to come for me but anyway, I was happy I was finally going home. Even though I wasn’t as happy as I thought I would be, because of the case of senior Daniel, there was nothing I could do.



The principal had called me earlier and spoken to me about the whole situation, consoling me and being thankful to God that senior Daniel came on time even though he still ended up doing something wrong. I was pushed to say that senior Daniel be left alone since he was only trying to help but I couldn’t because he wasn’t supposed to overly react and beat someone almost to death.



Anyway, I went to meet uncle Sam who was waiting for me at the hostel gate. He smiled when he saw me even though I felt it didn’t look genuine, He hugged me and told me to go bring my luggage. After I was down with my luggage, I signed out of the hostel and drove off with uncle Sam. The uncle Sam I knew didn’t say much while we were in the car. I was tempted to tell him all that had happened but I kept quiet as the atmosphere didn’t seem like it was convenient enough.



When we got to my house, excited to see Esther and my parents (that is, if they would have been back from work), I jumped out of the car. I went to bring out my luggage from the trunk of the car when uncle Sam told me not to worry as he would help me with it. I skipped happily into the house shouting Esther’s name. I saw Frank who didn’t look so bright but greeted him as he opened the door for me to enter. As I got in, I saw a lot of shoes at the end of the corridor. My parents and visitors! What are they celebrating this time around? or do they want to welcome me from my first come back from the boarding house? I thought to myself.



When I entered the sitting room, I saw a lot of my relatives, including the ones I barely see all looking like a bad omen was in the air. They did not look bright at all. I greeted all of them, looking around looking for Esther and my parents who were not in sight at all. At this point, my smile was beginning to turn into a frown. I looked at uncle Sam who came up behind me and asked him for Esther. He swallowed hard and told me that Esther was in the room. Without even waiting for anything, I slowly left them in the sitting room and walked into the room to meet Esther with aunty Mary who was holding and consoling crying Esther. I went up to them very quickly and confused asking the reason why she was crying. Esther who had been crying looked up at me and hugged me immediately. I hugged her back very tight and asked why she was crying.



I got to find out that my parents had an accident on their way back from the village where they went for my cousin’s wedding. They had passed on even after they were rushed to the hospital. I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard all of it. I kept screaming to be woken up from a bad dream. Why must I, at that young age face such? I just didn’t know what to do. I was about to run mad. My eyes became very watered and sore as I cried non-stop. I kept on crying, not listening to my aunties and uncles who were trying to console me. I kept telling them to go and bring my daddy and mummy home. I was not ready to settle with the news I had just heard. Why would so many things happen within a short period on the day I was finally coming home. After counting down days to go home with Anabelle, after senior Daniel had been expelled, another horrible news. There was no way I was going to settle for less. I kept trying to leave the house but they kept pulling me back.



Uncle Sam finally took me away from everyone so he could talk to me in private. He held me close and consoled me. He told me to be strong for my sister, Esther, as she needed me to be as strong as I could be. I kept asking him what I did wrong for my parents to leave us behind. I was now an orphan, barely gone anywhere in life. My parents hadn’t seen me graduate yet, my mum hadn’t danced at my wedding like she promised she would in future. Everything just didn’t seem right. I mean, I did hear of deaths from other close family members. My parents even helped in any way they could to support them but I didn’t think their turn was going to come this soon. I was just twelve years old and my sister still eight. It was a lie, it’s not even possible, they were still alive, I kept telling myself. I came to accept it later on and decided to be the strong senior sister for my younger one, Esther. Life I thought, was useless without my parents.



To be continued….

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-18/

EPISODE 17

When senior Daniel saw the boy was so weak, he finally left him and stretched his hands towards me. At this point, I became really scared. I don’t know if I was scared that the boy senior Daniel just beat was probably dead or because I had never seen senior Daniel in that state. I hesitated because I knew he meant I should hold his hands but he grabbed it anyway and we left the scene with the boy still lying on the floor. As we were leaving, I looked back to see if he was going to move and when I heard him cough, I became a little calm. At least, he was still alive, so I thought.

That night things became even worse, there was so much noise in the hostel. Boys and girls were all screaming and I couldn’t understand why. I already left senior Daniel for my hostel so I was in my room talking with Anabelle and telling her all that happened that night. The noise became louder so we decided to go out and find out the reason.



When we got out, we realized almost everyone was leaving the hostel for the hall so we joined them and not long after, we heard someone ring the bell and shout; “All girls! Move to the dining hall.” Then, we knew it was an announcement as It was already past dinner time. I began to hope it wasn’t because of the encounter I had with the senior boys and Daniel.



When we got to the dining hall and everyone was settled. The house master spoke up by greeting us first and then going right into the message. He said someone was in serious condition as he was beaten up by one of the students. This time, I knew it was because of what had happened. He mentioned that the student was unconscious for a while but was now conscious and being taken care of in the school’s clinic. He said so many things but didn’t mention the reason behind it. He only advised every student to be aware that there would be a serious consequence for a student who is involved in a fight. He also said that if someone else does wrong, we don’t have the right to beat them up but report instead. I knew senior Daniel was in big trouble. After the message, all students were asked to leave for their hostels except me who was told to wait behind.



After all the students were dismissed, they took me to the hostel office where I saw senior Daniel and the boys that almost raped me except the boy senior Daniel had beaten. We were spoken to for a while and then asked to write a statement. We were told that the principal had already heard about the incident and would take it up tomorrow. I was so sad that everything had become so serious. I wished all that happened never did. I was sad because someone had been hurt and there was a possibility that senior Daniel would be punished. After we were done with our statements, they told us to leave for our hostels, I couldn’t even talk to senior Daniel.



When I got to the hostel, I told Anabelle why I was told to wait behind and she just hugged me, hoping that everything would be okay by the next day. We packed our luggage that night as we were to close for the holiday the next day and when we were done, went to bed. I really hoped that tomorrow wouldn’t be a rough day due to the incident.



To be continued…..

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-17/
Lalasticlala, Mynd44

Hadampson:
This is interesting OP.. keep it coming bro, u are doin wonderful work here.. 3 samoosas 4 u *thumbs up*

Daht gal iz nt sensible at all.. i mean meso y wil she hide d truth 4rm her parents.. because she iz young.. cut d crap jawe, whc kind yung be dat. In diz computer age dat we are in, she suppose tew geh OT small nah.. I no knw wat tew say*speechlez* coz i dey vex 4 meso: stupid gal

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Episode 16

Three weeks later…..

Life went on as usual, assignments to do, tests to read for, calls from home and even uncle Sam. Trust me, I took life like nothing serious had happened before. I let go of the past, not that I forgot or wasn’t still hurt but it wasn’t as hurtful as I imagined it would be. As long as I wasn’t pregnant or ill and no one knew about it, It didn’t bother me. I was just fine, so my young mind made me believe anyway.



I still got to see senior Daniel at our usual spot who just always made me happy. At least, he still had one more year to spend before leaving secondary school. I would really miss him and all his caring and loving features, I kept telling myself. I was even closer to him than I was to my school mother.



Speaking of my school mother, senior Onome. She called me one evening after prep and told me to come arrange some things in her room. As much as I hated going to seniors room, I obeyed. When I got to her room, she pointed at a heap clothes on her bed and asked me to fold them neatly and put in her locker. I really hated her that moment as I was doing an assignment with Anabelle. Anyway, I started folding the clothes and I noticed they weren’t the normal type of clothes you would expect students to have with them in the hostel. They were fancy and actually pretty. I saw some dresses that got me looking for the hand and some I thought were smaller than her size. While I was arranging, I slowly chipped into senior Onome’s conversation with her other friends.



They were talking about parties and boys and what not, not that I really wanted to hear it but their voices weren’t as low either. I heard one of the seniors say something about ‘doing it’. Although I didn’t understand at first, I knew what she meant when she said some other things. She was talking about how much she enjoyed her first time with a married man and this time, my eyes opened with shock. But as shocked as I was, I made sure it wasn’t obvious that I heard.



She mentioned some other things about how she gets money from them just by having sex with them, calling it ‘a small thing’. Not only did she say married men, but our school teachers. I could remember her mentioning Mr. Pete, one of the science teachers. The man had always been a pervert anyway. They went on and on with topics like this and I could see them jumping up and being all excited. Senior Onome and the other senior wanted to try all the things the other girl had been saying so they were too engrossed in their topic to notice that I was done with the clothes. As I was about to leave, senior Onome finally noticed and called me back.



“Ehen Mesonma! Did I tell you to leave? Am I done with you?” senior Onome spoke out.



I shook my head not saying a word.



“I hope you didn’t hear anything. If you open this your mouth to say anything about us ehn. You’ll know how far. Get out.”



I ran out of the room not looking back. I couldn’t believe my ears. I always knew things like this occurred in school but it was just my first time hearing it from the executors themselves. I didn’t forget it instantly as I thought about all they were saying. They made everything seem so right. I mean my mates were already having boyfriends with boys even their seniors and doing things that you wouldn’t imagine them do. The seniors even did worse and some teachers were even involved. I just came to think that it wasn’t bad after all. I thought it was a normal thing and so I didn’t see it as something wrong even though Anabelle still saw it as something not right.



The next Saturday, my uncle with Esther came to see me. He had said Esther really wanted to see me. And since my parents weren’t able to bring her, he had offered to bring her as he also missed me. Remember I made mention that I was no longer angry with my uncle. I was actually happy to see him. I talked and played with Esther until it was time for them to go home which got both of us really sad. Uncle Sam told Esther to wait for him in the car while he spoke to me for a while.



“Can I sit at the front now uncle Sam?” Esther asked.



“For now, just sit there but you know when I come, you’ll have to sit at the back”



“Okay…,” Esther replied with a sad face. She always wanted to sit at the front but they never allowed because she wasn’t always behaved. And she could be a distraction to the person driving even though children under twelve weren’t adviced to sit at the front.



Anyway, in order not to digress, I spoke to uncle Sam for a while and he asked about school and everything in general. Saying he couldn’t wait for me to come home for the break. He mentioned how much he loved me and I told him I loved him too. Despite the fact that he did what he did to me in the past, I still thought he was very loving and caring. He fed me with a lot of things that I enjoyed hearing. Things that I didn’t hear often. This was my uncle but it started to feel like he wasn’t. It felt different, more like a boyfriend. Yes, very stupid of a thought especially because I was still so young and he was my uncle but it felt that way. Maybe because I wanted to feel what my other mates said they felt with their boyfriends or maybe it was just because of the situation and the way my uncle was. I really couldn’t tell. I hugged him when we were done talking and went back to my hostel.



Now this was when things got…..



After the term’s exams, we were usually supposed to stay in school a week before going on our holiday. I guess it was because they wanted to finish compiling our results for us to have them before going home. Some people lived in other states and very far from school so it was more convenient.



On a very calm night, Just two days before school was to close for the break. I was returning from where I went to meet senior Daniel when I saw some other senior boys at the extreme end of the uncompleted admin building calling out to me. Initially I thought they were saying something else or calling someone else but I noticed it was me when I saw that there was no one else around. I did like I didn’t hear because they didn’t look like they were in their right senses and I knew that corner wasn’t safe either. I kept walking hoping that they wouldn’t call out again but I was wrong. They all walked up to me and grabbed me scolding me for not answering but it didn’t end there. They dragged me to the uncompleted building even when I was shouting for them to let me go. I struggled and struggled and hoped it wasn’t what I thought they wanted to do to me. These boys didn’t even look like high school boys even though they were. They were big boys who looked drunk of some sort.



I kept struggling and started screaming when I saw one of them fumbling with his belts and trouser. I screamed and screamed thinking this would be another case of rape. I couldn’t and wasn’t ready to go through it again. I almost bit the one pressing me to the ground but he realized on time and removed his hands. The two boys kept on telling the one pressing me down to be fast. At that point, I was ready to give up but I kept screaming and not long after senior Daniel came to my rescue.



I guess he had just been leaving our spot when he heard me scream. Immediately senior Daniel got to where we were, two of the boys ran away. The other one who was pressing me to the ground was too slow as senior Daniel punched him in the face. He kept punching him and I could see the anger in his eyes. That was the first time I saw him very serious and angry. I began to get scared for the boy so I started pleading for him. I told senior Daniel to let him go as I was okay now but he didn’t even listen to me. He kept beating him up even as I kept pleading. I could see blood on his face and how weak the boy was getting until he was too weak to even move.



To be continued….

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-16/

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Episode 15

As the doctor said I wasn’t pregnant, I opened my eyes in shock and then sighed in relief. I wanted to express how happy I was but not in front of the men with me. I looked at uncle Sam who looked like he had just managed to escape death. I was so happy I didn’t know what to say. I finally muttered a “thank you Jesus” before turning to the doctor and saying a ‘thank you’. He just smiled at me and told me it was all the result. He explained to us that I had something called Pseudocyesis, the belief that I was expecting a child when really I wasn’t. He also said this belief caused me to have symptoms of pregnancy as It was a psychological effect. Because I knew the signs and symptoms of pregnancy and assumed I was pregnant, I began to have actual symptoms of pregnancy. He mentioned a lot more that got uncle Sam and I overwhelmed but relief at the same time.



After a while, uncle Sam thanked the doctor and exchanged a few more words before we left the office. As we got into the car, Uncle Sam looked at me as I was seated beside him. He smiled at me, saying how happy he was and apologized for everything over again. I smiled, nodding at him. He said I hadn’t said much since I got back from school and asked if I was hungry. Without even giving me a chance to reply he said;



“I’m sure you’ll be so hungry, let’s go and get something okay?”



I just nodded as he drove off to a restaurant where we got a takeaway package and headed for his house. As we got home, I went straight into the room after saying a thank you which when I look back, I ask myself why I did so. I thought of home and wondered if they had tried to reach me. I knew that if my parents eventually found out I was with uncle Sam, he would cook up something to say. All I needed was to think of the whole lie I was going to tell Anabelle.



That Saturday evening, uncle Sam asked If I was ready to go back to school and I said yes. We were supposed to leave the next day but I had told him that I wanted to go back to school and catch up with a lot of things. We left the house and got to school in no time but just before I got down from the car, he brought out some 500 naira notes from his wallet. He stretched his hands towards me, gesturing . I didn’t want to collect it but he insisted I collected it, so taking it and putting it inside my school bag, I thanked him and headed for the hostel gate.



As soon I as got in, I signed in and went up to my room. The first person I saw was Anabelle who screamed and ran to hug me. I was so happy to see her even though it wasn’t up to a day since I last saw her. My other mates also ran to hug me, welcoming me and asking a lot of questions. I just gave them one excuse and they didn’t ask further. Anabelle hugged me one more time and asked if I was okay. I told her I was fine and mentioned the same excuse I gave the rest. I really made up my mind not to tell anyone even Anabelle, my very close friend. We talked and later that night, did our assignments together during prep. She even mentioned that senior Daniel had been looking for me. I actually couldn’t wait to see him.



The next day, we all got up as we heard the morning bell to prepare for church as all the declared Christians were to meet up at the school’s chapel by 9:45am. We usually had breakfast early on Sundays so I and Anabelle finished our meal on time and headed for the school’s chapel. When we got there, we decided to sit down while we waited for the service to begin. There were a few students in the chapel as well and I thought I saw senior Daniel but it turned out it wasn’t him. I was looking around to see if I would sight him but he was nowhere to be found so I turned to face Anabelle who had been ranting over and over about random things.



When the service was over, I was walking with Anabelle back to the hostel when I heard someone call my name. I looked back and saw that it was the errand boy, the same junior boy senior Daniel sent to me whenever he wanted to pass a message. He told me I was called by senior Daniel who was at his usual spot waiting for me. I looked at Anabelle when he said this and she gave me the gesture that I could leave and so she said to meet her at the hostel. The junior boy went his way while I went to look for senior Daniel. As I got towards the quiet place I usually met with him, I could see him leaning on the tree as usual and just playing with a stick or so.



As he looked up and saw me, he smiled at me warmly but then squeezed his face. I was trying to figure out what he would say this time. I got closer and we hugged before he asked;



“what took you so long?”



“I came immediately now,” I said to him smiling.



“Why can’t I just get mad at you. You’ll be deceiving someone with your charms.” he replied rolling his eyes jokingly.



“I’m sorry now”



“Don’t mind me. I was just pulling your legs.”



“I hope you’re fine, this one that you’re always looking skinny. Ehen! when I asked Anabelle to call you for me when I wanted to speak with you. She told me you weren’t around. Where did you go?”



“Oh! I went home.”



“Home? Why? Was something wrong?….I know, I’m asking too many questions.”



I gave him the same excuse and he believed me. We talked for a while and then he said he had to go. He handed me a nylon that was quite heavy and when I opened it to check what was inside, they were filled with cookies and Lucozade. I asked why he had fetched all of this and he said;



“You that if they should touch, you’ll just break. I know you complained that you were feeling weak the night I spoke to you so I went to get this to give you strength like mine, I got them from the tuck shop so don’t worry,” he said, winking at me.



I just smiled and thanked him before saying our goodbyes as I headed to my hostel.



To be continued…..(Please Leave a Comment)

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-15/

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EPISODE 14

The next morning, I woke up in the arms of uncle Sam. I hadn’t realized we had cuddled up while sleeping. I slowly moved away from him but as soon as I got up, he woke up. He looked at the wall clock just opposite him and jumped up. I knew we were already running late for the appointment. He told me to quickly take a shower while he also gets ready and so I left to other room where I was supposed to have stayed for the night. I only had the shorts and shirt I had brought with me, which I wore on Saturday mornings in school for our morning exercise.



Anyway, I took a shower and got dressed. In no time, we were done and ready to leave the house, so he locked the doors behind and we drove off to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, I looked around lost, knowing that it wasn’t the same hospital my parents usually brought I or Meso to whenever we needed to see the doctor. We got into the reception and uncle Sam told the nurse about our appointment before she asked us to take a seat in the waiting room. I looked around really nervous and I guess uncle Sam noticed it because he looked at me, and held my right hand.



I swallowed and tried to hide the fact that I was as scared, nervous and whatever you could call a state that was scary and unexplainable. I was scared that I was going to have an abortion which I hadn’t really heard pleasant things about. Something I had never thought I would ever do. I was pretty young to understand a lot about what was going on, what to do or say so I went with the flow hoping that I would be leaving the hospital without being pregnant. My heart was pounding because nobody knew any of this except uncle Sam and I…….and maybe the doctor and nurses soon.



At that point, I didn’t even care what the doctor or any of the nurses would think of me. I was so embarrassed with the whole situation, I just wanted it to be over. I wanted to burst out and just cry like the baby I was. I saw the sadness in uncle Sam’s face. I saw the anger in his eyes. He was definitely angry with himself but it didn’t look like it, only I could tell, so I thought to myself. After about five more minutes, a nurse came up with a file in her hands and called uncle Sam’s name so we both stood up and followed the nurse behind as she led us to the doctor’s office. She knocked, opened the door and let us go in before shutting the door and leaving us to the doctor.



“Good day Sam Sam, how are you?” he said as he stood up to shake uncle Sam.



“Samo! Doctor, Mr. Samuel Adekunle! Nice to see you again. You know ever since You became a doctor, I haven’t called your nickname in ages. Ahh Samo! Nice to see you. Nice to see you.” uncle Sam replied.



The way they laughed, talked and exchanged words got me thinking that they were long time friends.



“This is my niece, Mesonma and Meso this is Samuel, my long time friend.” uncle Sam said introducing us to each other.



I fake smiled at him and greeted him before he asked us to take our seats.



“Mesonma, your uncle here already told me about everything so I’ll just ask you a few questions before you take the pregnancy test. Don’t worry, I know you’re nervous but it will be okay.” the doctor said with a warm but professional look.



I looked at uncle Sam before I nodded, I can’t remember why. The doctor started with his questionnaire, from when last did I see my period to how I had been feeling lately. I answered him as accurately as I could before he asked if I was ready to take the test. And when I told him I was ready, he took up the landline on his desk and phoned someone who was probably the nurse that was to help me with taking the test. In like a minute or two, we heard a knock on the door and a nurse came in. Then the doctor asked me to follow her to take the pregnancy test.



Uncle Sam’s POV



As I watch Mesonma leave the office, I looked at Samuel who looked at me with a not so pleasing eyes. I knew what he was going to say next.



“Twelve years old Sam, ahn ahn, You no even try oo. Your niece again.”



“It’s okay now Samuel, I didn’t say you should start making me feel worse than I already feel. I know I was very wrong and I shouldn’t have done what I did but it has already happened. Thanks man for this though. I appreciate.”



“Honestly, don’t thank me because I’m really disappointed oo. Look at the kind of risk you’re putting me into. If not because of our friendship, I would never have agreed to such. Do you know what all these mean. Getting a small girl pregnant and asking me to help you with an abortion. Common Sam, you’re better than this. You need to change your ways oo.”



“Boss, I don hear you.”



We didn’t converse for too long before Meso came in with the same nurse she left with. And as Meso took her seat beside me again, the nurse gave Samuel, the doctor a file she had been holding.



Meso’s POV



As the nurse handed the file to the doctor, I sat down in suspense waiting to hear the results of my test. My eyes were fixed on the doctor and the file. The doctor waved for the nurse to leave and so as she left, he opened the file and after about a minute, he looked at me and said;



“Mesonma, you’re not pregnant.”

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To be continued…

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-14/

EPISODE 13

The same house mother later came in and uncle Sam asked her if I could be taken home. The house mother told him that students weren’t just allowed to leave the hostel but immediately she said that, uncle Sam told her that I wasn’t feeling fine and needed to see our doctor and made up an excuse that he hoped would work. When he said this, the young house mother looked at me and asked why I didn’t go to the sick bay and I lied. I told her I had been going to the sick bay but still hadn’t felt better. I was beginning to get scared that she wasn’t going to allow me leave with uncle Sam until she said;



“It’s okay, let me just write your exit and get big mummy (referring to the eldest house mother) to sign for you so you can show the security officers at the gate. I’ll be back sir.” before leaving the office.



I glanced at uncle Sam who was probably staring at me all along. He was definitely not happy with the whole situation but I was the damaged one, the victim, which meant it was worse for me. In less than five minutes, the house mother came in and handed the exeat to uncle Sam, telling me to go pack my things before leaving with my uncle. I went up to pack the books and assignments I would be needing for that weekend. There wasn’t much to pack and so I locked my locker and gave Annabelle the keys, letting her know that I wasn’t going to be around for the weekend. As expected, she started asking questions and asking if I was okay. I didn’t want to explain anything just yet so I let her know that we would talk when I got back and hugged her before exiting the room to join my uncle at the hostel office.



When I got into the office again, my unlce looked up and saw me so he stood up, thanked the house mother and we both left the office. When we got to the gates, my uncle handed them the exeat and so we were allowed to pass the gates. But before we left, he reached into the pockets of his trouser and handed them some change. They were very happy and so they thanked him until we were out of sight. I got into uncle Sam’s car as he started the engine before driving off. In the car, it was as silent as a graveyard until uncle Sam broke the silence.



“Meso, I’m sorry for what I’m putting you through….I still regret all that I did. I promise it won’t happen again. I know that you didn’t mention it to anybody that’s why I’m so grateful. I sincerely love you. Don’t worry, I’ll fix this”



When he stopped talking, I didn’t even mutter a sound. I just kept mute because honestly I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t hate him, as much I thought this situation would cause me to.



“Am I forgiven?” he said facing me and trying to smile.



I nodded my head, still not finding any reason to reciprocate his crooked smile. When he saw this, he focused back on the wheels and road. I saw his hands shaking as he steered the wheel. I was a bit scared that my parents would call the hostel and possibly find out that I had left with uncle Sam because my curious mum would want to know why they weren’t informed.



In no time, we were at his house and immediately we got in, he asked if I was hungry. I nodded and he went straight to the kitchen to fetch something for me. I was truly hungry as I hadn’t eaten properly for the past days due to my loss of appetite at the sight or smell or the hostel food. I managed to eat the rice and stew he had warmed up for me. While eating, I watched him from the dinning table talking to someone on the phone and walking around. He seemed to be on the phone for a while before he ended the call, then came up to me and said;



“Meso, I just spoke to the doctor, we will be leaving the house first thing in the morning so that we can be at the hospital on time for our appointment, okay?”



I just nodded. I don’t remember saying more than three sentences that night before heading to the room to rest. As I sat on the bed, I thought about so many things, from the child in my womb to the man(my uncle) in the other room, to my family back at home. I became so scared of what I would have to face if I had to raise a child at that age. That night, I tried sleeping but I couldn’t. I kept on rolling on the bed and feeling very uncomfortable. It was also hot because there was no light and so the fans and air conditioners weren’t switched on. And I guessed uncle Sam had forgotten to switch on the generator.



I finally stood up and decided to get water from the kitchen as I was very thirsty. I managed to find my way even with the darkness, through the moonlight reflection coming from the windows. As I got to the kitchen, I took a pure water bag from the fridge and made my way out when I suddenly ran into uncle Sam. He said he had come to check up on me and apologized for the darkness and heat as he had forgotten to get fuel earlier that day. I told him I couldn’t sleep and was thirsty, that was why I was up and out of my bed, and so he offered me to come to his room as his wasn’t as hot. I showed a little hesitation and he looked at me and said he promised he wouldn’t do anything in which I believed and so I followed him back to his room. Funny enough, as I laid on the bed for about five minutes, I found myself falling into a deep sleep that I hadn’t been able to in days. I remember uncle Sam who laid beside me, watching me until my eyes were closed.



To Be Continued…..

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-13/

EPISODE 12

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 them 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………

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Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-12/

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EPISODE 11

Meanwhile…..back at uncle Sam’s house

Uncle Sam’s conversation with his friend, Tunde on the phone…



“Guy! how far now?” Uncle Sam said.



“I dey oo. How you dey na?” Tunde replied.



“I’m good oo. Na wa see as you forget pesin. You go abroad, you no con remember your guy”



“Ahn ahn! Sam! Sam! No dey talk like that na. I spoke to you like a month ago. You know now, with work and all. I’ve been really busy. But how you dey now? When we go receive your wedding invitation”



“See my guy!!! Talking as a married man. Na because say you marry Chioma abi. You’re now giving me the “get married” talk. Not yet jare.”



“But guy seriously, you’re getting old oo. Your almost thirty and you’re not even thinking about marriage. Shay you still dey follow all those your babes.”



“No oo. Those ones are history. You won’t believe what that Cynthia did to me. She chop my money, con waka.”



“Ehn but na you cos am. Didn’t you tell her you weren’t serious about marriage yet.”



“Wo! E don do. I didn’t call you to give me all these talks oo. So how is baby now and your wife?”



“They are all fine. Baby is turning one in two weeks sef”



“Are you serious? See my guy that just got married oo. Na wa oo.”



“That’s why I’m telling to start thinking about it. I mean, you’re a successful banker, a smart guy and ripe for marriage. You’ve already achieved a lot so why not look for a woman who will stand strong for you. That will be your pillar. Okay see now, when I get home, I know my wife has already prepared one of my favourite dishes. When I want to you know, I know there is someone who won’t turn me down. She has always been supportive with my decisions, helps me avoid mistakes….”



Sam cut in, “E don do guy!! I hear you. E be like say na this Chioma fit you. I remember when you used to make jest of her going to church everyday parade. Who knew you would end up with her. Bad guy! ”



“That was before oo. I’m not like that again oo. But It’s all good.”



“Yeah…okay now! I have to go, let me leave you to your “wife”. We will talk later.”



Tunde laughs saying, “My guy!!! Okay now, we go see. Bye.”



“Yeah bye,” uncle Sam says ending the call.



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Uncle Sam’s POV

“Wow, wow, wow, Tunde my guy! Who knew this man would be happily married.” I said to myself after ending the call with Tunde, my long time friend. I couldn’t believe that the same guy who used to mess around with me while we were still in school could actually get married. Back then, he use to say married men were weak men and all of a sudden, he encourages me to settle down. Life is indeed funny.



I went into my room to take a shower. I needed to get out of my suits. As I stepped into my room, the image of Meso flashed through my mind. I never stopped thinking about her and all that happened that day. I felt bad that I hurt her but I still wanted to be with her. The more I thought about her, the more I desperately wanted to see her. I shook it off my mind and told myself that she was in the hostel. It wasn’t possible to see her like I used to. I was even sure she would probably not want to see me if I did visit her. I knew she was still mad.



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Meso’s POV

Two weeks later, we had a guest speaker who came to talk to all the students in the school concerning sex education.



“All boys and girls!!! Move to the multipurpose hall,” the senior prefects said as they entered each class.



I needed to use the washroom so I left with Anabelle who decided to follow me. When I got in, I shut the door behind while Anabelle stood outside, waiting for me. As I pulled down my panties, I checked to see if I was on my period. I had intentionally worn a sanitary pad that morning because I was expecting my monthly flow but to my surprise, It was as clean as I had put it on. I didn’t think it was a big deal since the day wasn’t over and so I took a pee and left the washroom to join Anabelle outside. As we got to the multipurpose hall, we took our seats where other junior students sat and a few minutes the speaker came up to the podium.



She started by introducing herself before proceeding to the talk of the day. She spoke on a lot of issues relating to sex and even though it was something that was repeated often, she said something that struck me. She mentioned things regarding unprotected sex, unwanted pregnancy, rape and that was when my hears decided to listen.



When she started talking on unprotected sex, I recalled the day uncle Sam raped me. I remembered he didn’t use a condom and that was when I wished I would instantly fall down and die. I wanted to run mad. My eyes began to fill with tears. It meant I was pregnant. That explained everything. Why I hadn’t seen my period. Why I was always weak. I didn’t know what to do as I was seated there. I stood up from my seat and decided to take permission from the senior to let me leave the hall but she told me to remain seated since the program was about to end.



When I sat down, Anabelle who had been sitting beside me asked if I was okay. I nodded and pretended like there was nothing wrong. She said, “Okay” and went back to listening to the speaker while I kept on trying to remain calm. Who would I talk to? What will I tell them? Just when I was thinking of all this. The program came to an end and the lady speaker announced that If anyone needed advice or anything of some sort to see her after the program.



In my mind, I debated whether to see her or not and concluded that I wasn’t going to. I didn’t want anyone to know. They would have to tell my parents and the whole school would find out. I would bring shame to everyone. I couldn’t risk it. As the students marched out of the hall to their various classes, I told Anabelle that I would see her in class and ran to the washroom. I entered into one of the vacant spots and shut it behind me. I cried my eyes out. I cried in silence so that I wouldn’t be heard. I couldn’t believe that I was going to have a child for my uncle.



But was I really pregnant?

To be continued….

Source: http://gospelbreed.com/2017/01/forbidden-love-episode-11/