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Three weeks later…..
Life went on as usual, assignments to do, tests to read
for, calls from home and even uncle cheatmaster. 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 cheatmaster 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 cheatmaster?” 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 cheatmaster 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….
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