It was his charm and witty remarks that caught my attention. This was during one of the school’s drama festivals. We exchanged contacts and agreed to meet during the holidays. I barely concentrated in school because I kept thinking about the holiday and our planned meet-up. The schools eventually closed and we went home for a break. I still had his number written behind my chemistry book. I planned to immediately call him as soon as I got home. My sister picked me up from school and sitting in the back seat of her car I borrowed her phone and texted Mike. Mike was the name of the guy I had met during the drama festivals.
When I got home I texted him on my phone and we maintained the conversation for a week or two chatting back and forth. We decided to finally meet up, the day that I had been looking forward to was finally here. I told my parents I was going to a friend’s house to complete the holiday assignments. He suggested that we meet in a restaurant that was located in town. I had to take a bus to town. The restaurant we had agreed to meet at was a walking distance from the bus station. After a 40-minute ride, I arrived for our rendezvous. There he sat looking so divine and perfect. He had these dreamy eyes that I could not get over. It was like I was falling for him all over again.
Some food was ordered and eaten while catching up and chatting. He was one of those people whom you did not have to struggle to hold a conversation with. He kept talking and complimenting me. He had a sense of humour too. I had met my prince charming. After a whole day of chatting, we decided to go home and planned for the next meet-up a week later. This time we decided that we would meet at his place since his parents would have travelled to the countryside.
In retrospect, I should have stayed at home, I should have spent the day with my sister. If only I knew that day would change my life forever, I would have stayed in bed the whole day. That day I woke up vibrant and full of energy I could not contain my excitement to the point where I was almost busted by my parents about where I was going to spend my day. I used the usual excuse of completing an assignment with a friend. I got to his place and it looked like he was waiting for me to get there except he had company. I was a little disappointed since I knew the day was meant for us. I tried so hard to hide my disappointment and went with the flow.
We had wine. It was my first time, so after a couple of glasses I felt dizzy and I decided to sleep. It was the sharp pain that woke me up. On opening my eyes, Mike’s friend was naked on top of me. I had a headache and I was trying to comprehend what was happening. When I tried to push him off me that is when I realized what he was doing. I tried to beg him to stop but my pleas fell on deaf ears. I tried to call Mike but he was not responding.
“Does he know what is happening?” I kept questioning myself if he knew what his friend was doing and why he would not stop him. After he was done he got up and threw my clothes at me. He rudely asked me to leave and later on yelled Mike’s name who, apparently was outside. He came inside and the look he wore on his face said that he knew what had happened.
They fist-bumped with his friend and Mike asked me to leave. I stared at Mike wondering why he would do this to me. He barely flinched, nor did he say anything to me other than “you should go.”
I pulled myself together and walked away. The school break was over in a week and I went back to school. After a month I started feeling unwell and having nausea every morning. I went to the school dispensary but none of the meds seemed to work. I was given a leave-out sheet to go home for further treatment I called my sister who came to pick me up. At the hospital, the nurse asked me how many months pregnant I was. I have never been more shocked. I told her I was not, and insisted that she should carry out a test. The test came back positive. The nurse told my sister who called my parents and informed them. I could hear my dad’s angry voice over the phone. He made it clear that he did not want to see me back at home. I was in form 2 at the time and was only 16 years old.
My sister unsympathetically left me at the hospital. With no job, and no place to sleep I had to go around begging. I tried calling Mike but his number had been changed. I went over to his place but they had moved out. I had to go house to house doing laundry to have some money for food and to pay for a place to sleep. 3 days later I came across a post that said there was a hotel looking for employees. It was a local hotel so I figured I would not need a CV.
On arrival, I met the manager a stout sullen fellow. He looked unapproachable but I needed a job so I had to gain the courage. After a long conversation that had me begging, he offered to give me a job doing the dishes because I was underage and he did not want to get arrested. It was during this job that one of the waiters told me about a lady who was in need of house help. I decided that I will go and talk to the lady because being a full-time house help meant I had a place to sleep and food to eat.
The next day the waiter arranged a meeting at the hotel between me and the lady. She came later in the afternoon, she wore a very welcoming smile and looked motherly. I sat next to her as she sipped a glass of soda and narrated to her what had happened to me and how I had dropped out of school and did not have a place to sleep. Out of pity, she offered me the job, but at first, she was reluctant because of my age. I quit my job at the hotel immediately and left with her. The first few days were tough because I had to adjust to waking up early and dealing with young kids but I’m glad I found my way around. It has been six months since I took this job, and the lady has always been kind to me. However, lately, I cannot help but feel dead inside and stressed out because I do not know where I am going to go after I give birth.
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