It was the festive period once again and having lost my dad early that year decided to travel home with my mum to see some of her dad’s relatives and have some discussions with them. I was so excited being that I was going to see him again. Yes him, Chidi her crush who was also her relative. We hadn’t seen each other in a long while and I was so eager to know what had happened within that short period of time. Mum knew chidi and I were very close but she didn’t know the depth of the closeness as she had kicked against me having any intimate ties with him as we were related.
The day for the journey came and we departed kano for our home town. I was filled with excitement and couldn’t sleep. I was going to see my village, my grand ma, my cousins, eat delicacies I hadn’t eaten in a long while and most especially to see him.
We finally got to Aba, it was a strenuous journey indeed as it was quite a long distance. We just had one more journey to go then we’ll get to our final destination. My excitement was really beginning to mount heavily that I couldn’t feel my fingers anymore. We boarded a taxi that took us to the village.
Finally, we got to our village but it was quite dark so I couldn’t see anybody just my grand ma and little cousin. I was dissappointed but nevertheless I had a long day ahead of me and also many more till the holidays were over, so I didn’t mind much. I settled down ,took a deep breathe and went to bed.
The next day, visitors started trooping in ,some to greet and some to express their condolence. I lingered around till I saw him … Yes him. Imaging the dancing sensation I felt in my tummy. Immediately he walked up to me and I gave a shy smile, we greeted and he told me he knew when we came in last night but couldn’t come over because it was late. Their family’s house is just behind ours.
We kicked off almost immediately and it wasn’t even as though we hadn’t seen each other in a while. Mind you he’s very handsome as in gorgeously handsome, fair, with pink lips and a pointed nose. He started helping us with some house chores like fetching water, going to the farm, e.t.c. And I started visiting his place frequently and even staying there till late in the night because our houses weren’t far apart, but my mum strongly kicked against it because she said we were related to his family and it would be somehow if she asked her daughter to stop visiting them.
Then it happened… One of such nights. While I was in his room as usual not expecting anything to happen. He put on one of Celine Dion’s songs. While the song played, playing very softly, we were still talking normally but he had come so close to me and his arms were already round my body and he started gently fondling my breasts. I was shocked at first and couldn’t say anything. He began saying some soft words into my ears telling me how much he loves me and wouldn’t hesitate proving it to me by making love to me there and then. I felt so weak, I knew I was supposed to resist and say no. But I couldn’t, I just couldn’t bring myself to say no. But suddenly the realization hit me, he didn’t love me, he doesn’t love me and he never did. He was just after my body and nothing else. Immediately I got up, filled with anger and hatred for him. I told him I’m not going to do it, that it wasn’t right firstly in the sight of God and that we are also related. He got up held my shoulders and said all that doesn’t mean anything. So far as there is love, it covers everything. I was almost getting confused but then I asked why his only way of showing love was through sex? At that point he couldn’t say anything meaningful again. We looked at each other and I told him there and then that that was the end of it. That I do not want to have anything to do with him again. I walked out happy that at least for once I was able to stand up and do what was right in the sight of God and also that I can boldly stand up and say yes, I said no to fornication.