Gift episode 24

Gift episode 24
One
early mormor like that Israel went to the
farm and refused to take me along because
he thought it would be a waste of time,
if em sense dey make am think say I be
em labourer then he needed to be registered
in funny-farm. I went to meet the goat-man
’cause I needed money to run away from
this useless dungeon I have stupidly brought
myself to. Immediately the Goat-man
saw me I noticed a bulge around his g—n
because he wore a short and torn singlet
taking care of his goat, he didn’t even
give any room for courtesy as he bundled
me into his room sweating and p-nting
like goat in need. I told him to stop that
if he want us to continue he should give
me money at least five thousand naira,
I intentionally wore tight jean bumshort
if not my p-nt for don commot from my
wa-ist tay tay. He ransacked his room and
brought the money with additional one thousand
naira breathing heavily with sweats all
over his body, which kind konji be this?
He removed his short and shirt before
I could even remove the shirt I wore, he
attacked my bumshort and gro-ned in
frustration as he saw my pa-nt. He couldn’t
even wait for me to pull the bumshort
off, my bumshort was just around my
kneel region as he turned me and positioned
me in doggystyle setting all four. He shifted
my pa-nt and find his short hærd kulikuli
in,side my sugar-pot. He gro-ned loudly
as he penetrated my sugar-pot like someone
who is about to cu-m. He dug his nails
on my h¡ps threatening to break my skin,
I mo-aned in pains as I felt the mixed
feelings of pleasure and pain. He started
moving erratically, no pattern at all. As
he made a labourer sounds behind me,
his hærd kulikuli shoved in and out of my
sugar-pot, he moved faster brushing my
sugar-pot walls. I just dey fear make the
man no scatter the sweet tunnel oh!
Goat man: aaahhhh! chissosss! is coooommmiinnnnggg oooohhh *he pour all his warm spe-rm in,side me*
Me: you don cu-m now now?
Goat man: *he drop on the bed sweating and breathing heavily* yes, you be sweet girl oh! and you fine too, marry me na. I rich well well.
Me: dash me more money.
Goat man: that one no be problem.
He
added addition one thousand naira and
my heart leapt in joy, this one don do me
to escape a wh0le seven thousand naira.
He started making moves for another
round, but I was against it telling him that
Israel will soon return that I don’t want
another fight again. As if say if them kill
themselves em concern Gift. I ran all the
way home and parked my things, rushed
to the Village bus-stop and boarded a
bike, straight ahead to the centre of the
L.G.A. the centre was under-developed,
I no go even dream of marrying this kind
place because that one go be nightmare
sef. I got into a bus and we took off to
my State, on getting to my State it was
already late. And I barely knew a place
in the bus stop we dropped off, nobody
dey even wait to reason another person.
And na only one thousand naira dey my
body after the long journey, I don use
am buy buy wetin I go eat. The park don
dey dry up as people just dey mind their business,
even the bus man wey drop us rush drive
commot. See yawa, I met one agbero to
help me show me where I can get to the
area I stay, or tell me the route I should
take.
He asked me to follow him that it is back
road in the park I should follow I go to
where I wanted to go, the place don dark
sef.By
I followed him and he cornered me to
a secluded place and brought a gun.
Agbero: if you make any pim, I go shoot your head. Where your money?
Me: take take! *I give him the 1k on me*
Agbero: fine girl like you, na only 1k you get for body. Bring that bag!
Me: take oh! no shoot me abeg *he took my box*
Agbero: turn! *I did* raise your gown up *I did* see the kind short gown you wear, as you small like this you don dey make men dey get konji.
Me: abeg na, allow me make I go.
Agbero: shut up or I go just burst your head *he touch my ass cheek roughly* see fresh yansh, small pikin like you dey carry this kind yansh.
He
pulled down my pa-nt.
Agbero: no look me if you no wan die.
Me: abeg take am easy.
Agbero: I go slap you, you dey mad! *he pull out his ugly big kulikuli, he shove in roughly* aaahhh! see sweet toto, chaaii..!! small pikin like you don dey fu-ck. Sas em swallow my thing
He
thru-sted in roughly and started fu-cking
me anyhow, his di-ck was very big and
it stretched me fully. He pressed my brea-sts
as he ba-nged me roughly, without mercy
pounding me till my legs wobbled. He cu-mmed
after so many assaults on my sugar-pot
and zipped up, then ran away with my
money and bag. I was so ashamed of
myself for enjoying and mo-aning while
I was raped. My sugar-pot was sore as
I held my pa-nt and pulled it to my wa-ist,
who curse me na? wetin I do the person?
I took myself out of that place not knowing
where to sleep or how to get home? I truly
need deliverance oh!. Our Elder say a tree
doesn’t just grow because it is a tree, there
is always a planter and a seed.
I
smelt funny, even me notice say I dey
smell, gosh! where I wan take baf now
sef? where I wan take sleep? I asked
so many questions without having answers
for it. I decided first to look for solution
from the se-x smell emanating from me,
I pulled out my pa-nt and wiped my sugar-pot
with it and disposed it across the park fence not
knowing what is behind it and I prayed
it should be stream or some kind of no go area place,
when I heard someone shouting that the
person who threw this pa-nt at him should
wait for him in where she is, nobody advice
me to japa. I came out of the park to express
road, street lights by sides. I decided to
look for police check-point as nobody wan
talk to you, typical city life nobody dey
reason the next person wey dey waka
the same road with am ’cause everybody
na potential criminal. My kneels were
hurting ’cause I have spent hours in bus
and now am still trekking looking for a
way to get to my destination, my life is
frustrating. I walked dejectedly feeling
tired until I stumbled on Police Check-point
were cars were stopped to pay, I no know
wetin the money is for whether na security
or marching ground, the police officers
knew better. I met them and complained to
them that I don’t know where I am, they
seemed disinterested and even threatened
to arrest me if I continue pestering their
ministry of give and pass. I had no choice
to mention my father’s name who was
a D.P.O luckily for me, I was in my dad
division. See the way the angry policeman became
lovely and caring, they called my father
and told him that they have rescued his
lost daughter from street hoodlums, person
wey say my disappear. I was taken to the
police station and the officer who took
me there bought delicious meal for
me, I no know say I be price tag until my
papa came and gave him some huge amount
of money which I didn’t know. He told
me I shouldn’t tell my dad that he lied oh,
Claiming he hadn’t pay his children school
fees, na every opportunity Nigerians dey
take make money. My dad was hurting
but he never spoke of it, he booked me
in a hotel and ordered them to get me
another clothe before he left, I had my
bad and my new clothe arrived with p-ant
and b-ra-, I didn’t know if the policeman
at the road block told him I was raped
also. I changed and slept soundly, regretting
being a big fool and decided to be smarter in life.
I was brought home by my dad driver,
My step mother was surprised and displease
to see me return, she was carrying a child
which I guess won’t belong to my father.
She came to my room that night to talk
rubbish.
Step-mom: so you don come back to kukuma finish the work?
Me: wetin be that?
Step-mom: to kill my husband na.
Me: *I laugh* na my father be that.
Step-mom: useless ashewo, I doubt whether you be em pikin?
Me: aunty hold am there, you fit call me ashewo but no insult my mother, I take Gawd beg you.
Step-mom: wetin you go do ehhnn? like mother like daughter.
Me: dey deceive yourself, one day fowl yansh go open. My papa wan better your life but you think say na Gate-man p—k go help you for life.
She
was shocked and angry, she never knew
I know all along what was going on behind
the scene. I just ignored her and slept
on my bed, naso this woman hate me?
I went to school the next day, I have missed school
for Months and they were about to start
third term examination. Them don give
prefectsh¡p finish and no one even reach
me because I was absent. Immediately
I reach school naso amebo association
gathered me asking me what happened?
That Clara told them I have married a
billion son and we both eloped, that they
are jealous of me. From that day I knew
Clara is a small witch that would have lured
me to my destruction. Clara was made
the Senior Prefect and she looked down
at me like thrash, she even wanted to use
her office to do rubbish with me. I just
ignored the nonsense and walked away.
One Friday night like that I felt restless
and I decided to watch movie till sleep
comes, I went out of my room quietly and
walked pass my Step-mom’s room. She
was on call, I heard her voice.
Step mom voice: you be idiot, the girl don return…..
Step mom: why you allow am escape? ……
Step-mom: you better fine way come carry am back, or you go pay me all my money.
I
was shocked wondering who was on the
phone with her, the next morning I felt
uncomfortable around my sugar-pot region.
I had to be admitted in the hospital for
STDS, how I for do am if na HIV? the doctor
just dey look me with one kind eye. Even
this kind small girl don dey fu-ck too, after
the treatment I returned home to see Clara
in my house, who let her in? I don’t know.
I asked her to leave but she refused begging
me to forgive her, I did in other to teach
her a big lesson. One day Israel the First
approached me, I mean the rich version
of Israel not the poor and wretched Israel
the Second. He told me that he was only
testing me if I loved him for the money,
that he loved me so much that he wanted
me back, that he is sorry for introducing me
to such life that he is very rich and he will
take me to overseas if I agree to elope
with him again. I told Clara about this
and she asked me to go ahead with Israel,
that his family is very rich that she saw
him in one news online. Is high time I
start teaching these idiots that am not that
daft, starting from Clara.
Tbc