READ UP PART 1 OF THE STORY HERE
So I made it through the hurdles of clearance and I was a full fledged UNIBEN student. Ola was there for me throughout the duration of my clearance, helping me with directions and money whenever I ran short.
I stayed with a relative for a few weeks before I was able to secure myself accommodation in one of the school halls. I couldn’t wait to get my own space as all I could dream about was having freedom to go visit Ola and spend nights with him.
My body wasn’t what it used to be, my hormones had peaked but I still wasn’t quite sure I wanted to have sex with him or anyone for that matter. At least not yet. Although he hinted it a couple of times, I was still very reluctant. I wasn’t ready for it emotionally and mentally and I harbored the fear of getting pregnant and bringing shame to my family.
When I finally got my own hostel space, I moved away from my relatives’ house and was became fully independent as an undergrad. This was the freedom I had longed for. I would rush from classes everyday, prepare a sumptuous meal and race to Ola’s off-k apartment which he shared with his cousin who had recently graduated.
As soon as I got to the apartment, his cousin and friends who were almost always there would praise me, call me ‘iyawo’ and get settled to eat my food. Ola never gave me a dime to prepare any meal and sometimes I’d be low on cash but instead of me to save up my money for myself, I would use it to buy foodstuff to cook for my love. Sometimes, I’d borrow money and foodstuff from my roommates who eventually grew tired of my leeching ways but I was happy and content. No one could tell me otherwise.
Ola pressured and pressured me for sex but I just didn’t want to give in yet. I had so many fears and doubts but he assured me it was going to be okay and that I had absolutely nothing to worry about but I still couldn’t. Until one faithful day. I had just concluded a never ending GST tutorial and I was famished. On my way out of the lecture theatre, our annoying class rep brought back our test scripts from a test we took the previous week. I knew I didn’t do that great because the night before, I was having period cramps and I stayed up washing Ola and his cousin’s clothes so I barely had enough time to read. I took my script and saw I had failed so miserably. I was devastated and tears began to well up in my eyes.
I didn’t want to go to my room in this state so I took a bus to back gate and trekked to Ola’s place. On getting there, I realized I hadn’t called before coming so I may not meet him there but I preferred to wait than go to my room to cry. Besides, I didn’t even have credit on my phone.
On getting to Ola’s room, I realized the door wasn’t locked and that must mean he was inside. The door finally swung open and Ola’s cousin,Miracle opened the door for me. He noticed I looked unhappy and told me to come in. I did.
I’ll live to forever regret why I entered that room that day.