I could see the question in my mum’s eyes. She was looking at me curiously too see if I would survive and if I would ever be able to recount the details of my abduction. I pretended to be asleep again but my mind was too cloudy to be. I was lucid too and in no time, I fell asleep again but was awake when the police men came around to question me. They were led by an elderly man who I later learned was the one who drove me to the hospital and had my initial treatment fee paid. My sister had gone to my house to get some of my items and my phone so I could call my office to inform them I had an accident and would not be at work that week.
My sister took my mum’s absence to ask me what really happened, and in my weak state, I was able to narrate my experience of torture to her, she was not too surprised, but she was angry.
“You know I clearly warned you about this, ehn!.” She almost screamed when I finished.
I turned my face away in shame and regret because as much as I wanted to believe what would be would be, I could have saved myself the horror edition of my life if I had followed her advice earlier. But she did not even let me have a moment of rest as she used the opportunity to vent on me what she really thought about the whole relationship.
“I warned you and you did not listen. What if you had died or disfigured for life. You went about sleeping with a married man, not afraid for your own life or safety. What would you do to a woman you catch doing same to my own husband being your sister? I’m sure a trophy or a pat on the back, asking her to continue her good job? Oh, have you given up on any chance of meeting a single guy? Besides, you are way too smart for that guy, I don’t know if everything he told you was true but his loyalty will always be with his family. I wish you could see a mirror to really take a look at yourself.” Well she actually said more but that was the summary of her lash out at me.
I could not hold back my tears and cried quietly. The heavy turban on my head felt heavier and my breathing became more difficult from crying. She went in search of a nurse who found out it was all because I had been crying. She asked my sister to leave the room but I asked her to take my phone which received a message at the time.
As I expected, my phone had over twenty missed calls, some from my family members before they knew where I was being treated and the majority of the calls from Kenny. I read his messages asking to know why I was not picking. Tope, my sister sent him a text, telling him I was not feeling well and was at the hospital. He did not call back and I was disappointed.
When he later replied, it was not what I expected….
“Ah. You were fine when I saw you yesterday now. Hope you get better soon. I would have loved to be there but I got called this morning from a hospital, Deola was attacked on her way back from the vigil and I have to drop the kids at her mum’s after seeing her, will get back to you later. Love you”
Ahha, Love ke. This guy is not okay at all, Love kwa? When I was on the bed battling my for my life and hoping there would be no serious complications from my ordeal. With all that was happening around me, I knew Kenny would not be spared, I had no choice of the whole matter especially with all those involved now. I gave the phone to my sister. She read his message and looked at me as if to slap me, she had this “you see your life?” kind of look on her face.
“A man’s loyalty will always be with his family, so where is he now, where is the man that you were sleeping with? This is the first indication that his family will always come first.” to her because he did not respond immediately that triggered my sister’s suspicion that her husband already knew about the deed and was trying to get her away. She did not hesitate to let me know. She looked at me and must have concluded “let’s chase the fox first before coming back to the chicken” because she obviously had more to say.
She called her husband but went outside to tell him whatever, he works with a good company and before long, some policemen’s numbers were sent to her. She did not waste time in calling them. The men arrived and they were informed some policemen had been there but they introduced themselves as the anti-kidnapping squad.
Throughout that day, I was at the hospital and there was no sign of my man. I took a moment to reflect on my life, my involvement with him and I only knew what he felt for me and I, for him. But at the same time, the culprits would be free to go about, pretending nothing happened. Left to me, I would not mind. I brought this on myself, but another part of me thought about all I went through in her hands. She would have killed me, maybe she did not think she would, but the way her anger was growing as we conversed would have pushed her to kill me, either intentionally or not.
Kenny later sent a message saying he would find time to see me the next day as it was already late.
“Okay, how is she feeling and which hospital are you guys?” Tope replied and he gave the name of the hospital.
“Will she be discharged tonight?” She asked, so she could know where to lead the policemen. He replied no, but tomorrow morning. She needed to work within that time frame.
Without passing the phone to me, she went to the station and met with the policemen and added pepper to the hot oil. She called the man who came with them and he took a personal interest in the case. I wish it was within my control. I would have just settled it out of the stations but the policemen asked my sister to get a good photographer, who took my pictures, and the doctor also came around to give them a report, escalating the matter beyond the roof.
I was not ready to involve the policemen or a court, but when my sister came, she said the man from the Estate already called the owner of the house, who immediately lodged a complaint and a case against her, stating his house would have been used to harbour a crime. The man was just trying to cover his ass but it was a smart move, but more trouble for Deola.
The street also lodged a complaint stating a crime would have been committed in their street. So it was no longer me, but Deola versus the owner of the house, Deola versus the Estate, and Deola versus me.
Kenny was in the dark and when the policemen arrived at the hospital the following morning, it was still very early, she was alone, sleeping and was not expecting it. Her POP was still very fresh, my sister arrived there with the Anti-kidnapping squad and the whole hospital was thrown into pandemonium.
She was led to the waiting car and driven away. The doctor on duty was able to ask where her family could find her and so when he called Kenny, who was planning to come see me first before heading to where his wife was held: he was confused.
He got the shocker of his life when he got to the station and was told they were not there yet; they had taken a detour to also pick up Mum Michael. She was not around but her husband was, so they picked them.
Tope followed them to the station and when he saw her, he was more shocked, he was not allowed to speak with his wife but after a while, he was allowed to speak with one of the policemen men in charge who directed him to the DPO. He could not believe his ears as they read to him the petitions against her; mine was not included yet.
When he left the office, he approached Tope and she asked him to wait till she finished speaking with her contact person. She gave him a full detail of what happened and she informed him not to try to contact me as it was no longer about the two of us but his wife, I and the state. She left him at the station and went home.
I was in the hospital when Kenny called me to inform me he was on his way to the hospital, I did not know all that had happened, so I gave him a direction to the hospital I was. He arrived within the same hour. When he was led to my room, the look on his face gave me a full idea of what I really looked like. He sat beside me and asked how I was feeling.
It was so awkward because he told me where he was coming from and all that had happened. He still could not believe what happened. I listened to him telling me how sorry he was on behalf of his wife and her cohorts.
“sorry will not solve it, and I will advise you to please stay away from my family till we see in court” Tope said from the door.
“Tope, please, we can still solve this here”
“Really? And where is the justice for my own sister?”
“I know this is hard and your anger is justified, but cutting off a head is not treatment for headache”
“You should be telling your wife that”
“I know” she said in a dejected and frustrated look. I could not say much to what they were saying, but one of the nurses who came to the room in time to hear them from the hall way asked them both to leave the room. They left the room but Kenny promised to come see me again.
“you should go please.”
“To where? Tope, please, you can end this. I know you have every right to pursue this but think about me, about my kids. The minimum sentence she would get is nothing less than fourteen years”
“I knew it, your concern is about her, have you thought of what might have happened if she did not escape? We would have found her body in the street like every other kidnapped ladies. You are partly to be blame for all this. You should have stuck to your wife. What is a married man looking for outside his marriage, what did you expect to get from her that your wife has not given you? You should have remembered why you married her in the first place every time you thought about cheating on her. You saw her first, you left all other ladies and went for her, so what the heck changed? Each time the thought of cheating surfaced, you should have reminded yourself why you married her in the first place.
She was stupid in falling for you too. A single lady sleeping with a married man should expect what she got, the enjoyment of those months, can they be compared to the shame and torture of the night of her kidnap? Besides she got away because she was just lucky, who knows what would have happened had she not escaped. Your wife would be charged with murder, she would be dead but the greatest loss would be hers”
“You wont understand the whole thing if I told you, but you can still help me” he pleaded
“I cannot, your wife’s case is not just with us, it is with the owner of the house and the street she was held. But as for me, I am not even ready to drop the charges against her, abduction, intent to kill, torture and assault”
I knew little of what happened from there onward, I was discharged after two weeks and by then the case was already on the internet, Mum Michael was caught and her husband released, the other guy in the hospital with the head wound gave them the whereabouts of the other man, they were all charged to court but Kenny did not stop asking me over the phone to consider dropping the charges.
I was not feeling too well after I was discharged so I went back to the hospital and was asked to go for a pregnancy test. I was confirmed pregnant, how the baby did not die in the course of the night of wonders vigil is still a surprise to me.
I used this new information to persuade my family members to drop the charges, but they were not ready to, not just yet. My mum finally had the chance to talk to me about the entire event and she not only cried with disappointment, but she reminded me how she raised me with more standard than the one I had stooped so low to take on. She said my choice about the pregnancy would be mine, but the horror of the night would be with them all.
Deola’s family met with mine after a while and they begged for her release. Tope directed them to the owner of the street and the man at the Estate. They both directed them back to me saying if the charges from my end were dropped, they would drop theirs. Tope and her husband finally agreed to drop the charge and they were released.
And that was how I became pregnant with a baby boy, I stopped picking Kenny’s calls and even moved from that state to another. I blocked him on Facebook and other social medias, knowing getting back with him would be an insult on my family and danger to my son.
I don’t know if he knows about the baby as he claimed he would but I was living fine with the knowledge that I survived what would have been a disastrous night just because I chose to date a married man.
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