She was naughty
A short story by Horluwa~P1
The clash of the judge’s gavel on his desk to dissolve the court session after passing out his sentence sounded like a bomb to my ear. I’ve never for once imagined that the sound of the gavel could be the most unpleasant sound my ear would be opportuned to hear.
My life was just ruined in front of everyone after months of postponing the case.
I turned to face my mom and she had already broken down in tears with my dad beside her consoling her.
I looked at barrister Mike and he was busy arranging the documents on his desk, he didn’t even flinch after he promised me and my parents that he was going to get me out unscathed.
His huge payment was derived from loan from friends and foe.
The judge with his protruding belly stepped out of the court after he’s successfully ruined my life.
I cursed the day I clocked eighteen years of age as I reviewed what would have happened if I was less of age in my mind.
” you’ll die there, my daughter’s spirit won’t let you have rest, you’ll rot in your grave soon ” sequence of curse flew out of Mrs Kajola’s mouth uncontrollably as Mr Kajola and the policemen did a great job in making sure she didn’t get closer to me, and I was grateful for this because the scars from her teeth on my back on our first encounter is sure to stay for eternity .
After Mrs Kajola was dragged out of the court by her husband, the policemen ushered me out of the stand , placed an handcuff on my wrist before they led me outside, with guns in their hands like I was some sort of notorious arm robber or assassin.
I expected mom to get violent and try to pull me away from the police but she’s just sitting down, shedding tears, dad wouldn’t even dare look at my face, I was a disgrace to the family and I was sure my dad was present in the court because of my mom, to be of support to her and I knew all he’s been doing was due to the influence of my mom. He was a disciplinarian who won’t even budge from his principle because I’m his only child. He would rather destroy me with beating rather than spare the rod, I sometimes think my mom brought me in as a bastard but I realised why he’s been like that since I’ve been sleeping inside a room filled with different type of disgusting beings, all of them stinking like they’re recovered from sewage. A room where you’ll think mosquitoes are been funded to deal with us thoroughly in the night. During the months the case went on, I’ve got to like beans which I disliked due to constant feeding on it. I always eat different meal from the family every time mom prepare beans because it was dad’s favourite. Beans prepared well by the best chef in the world with adequate ingredients and tenderness didn’t get my approval but I’ve been feasting fervently on the one that looked like a two year old cooked it and always forget to add pepper, palm oil and salt.
My worst meal metamorphosed into my best one and I couldn’t do anything about it.
I had become a celebrity during the time the case was still on. Never had I stepped out of the court and not meet swarm of reporters waiting for me like they’re also doing now, waiting for me to show my face after the wait was finally over. Judgement finally dished out on a platter of gold.
I was left with no zeal to reply any reporter’s question as they all tried to get my voice on the recorders in their hands as different questions was up in the air for grab.
The police uphold their habitual moral talk of been the citizen’s friend by helping me clear way through the reporters as I lowered my head in shame.
If not for the handcuff on my wrist, I would have covered my face in shame.
I was pushed into the back of the van which had conveyed me to the court.
I sunk into the seat and my heart also did as the memory of what led to my travail filled my mind.
I was a normal teenager who made Facebook and WhatsApp my companion as I hoped to get into the university of my choice which was federal university of technology Akure ( FUTA)
I lost my chance of getting admitted on my first trial to study the course of my choice because of a point. I was offered another course but I wasn’t ready to settle for it and decided to try my luck next time.
During the time of waiting for another year, I joined different fun group on Fb and with my level of consistency of posting jokes and different funny stuffs I get on different platforms, I became popular on some groups that I was even added as moderator or admin.
A year passed by and I sat for another exam, with determination and hard work, I beat the cutoff point with thirty three points.
Even without the school releasing the list of students admitted, I knew I was already in .
My parents aren’t rich but they’re okay to sponsor two children education without going hungry and luckily for them, I was the only child which means less expenses.
Mom was a teacher in a public secondary school and also had a tailor shop where her apprentices handle the activities there till afternoon when she close from school while dad owned a pharmacy shop where I always help him out and also got the passion to study pharmacy .
The school released admission list and I was admitted.
When it was resumption date, I got the moral talk and blessing from my parents before the bus shattered by dad took mom and I to the school with everything I needed.
During my first year I met and dated Precious who thought me everything I knew about sex.
My activities on Fb was limited but I still make sure I always squeeze time to make some posts in order not to lose my relevancy, sometimes I make jokes about how school life is stressful and some funny things that happened in school.
I clocked eighteen during my second year in the school and during this time Precious was no longer attending the school again and I was back to been single and made no attempt to get hooked up with any girl again as I devoted the time for girls to Facebook .
I made a post on a group a day for people to comment the state they’re living and find those living closer to their place.
A girl commented she’s staying in Oyo state, precisely in Ibadan.
I got attracted to her comment because I resided in Ibadan, precisely in Olodo where dad build a moderate bungalow and she’s also beautiful and gorgeous.
I went through her photos and saw that she’s an epitome beauty without the usage of snapchat filter or makeup.
I replied her comment and told her that I was also staying in Ibadan, I later slid into her DM and we continued chatting. She told me her name was Sarah Kajola and she’s schooling in UI , her parent’s house was situated around Iwo road side.
I was very delighted at this because from her place to my house wouldn’t cost her two hundred naira for tro and fro.
We got acquainted with each other and that’s when she informed me that she always find solace in my posts, and she’s been crushing on me.
I was happy on hearing this and decided to shoot my shot but she said she’s just crushing on me but not wishing to have me as her guy because she already got one.
I wasn’t ready to back out, so I proposed to her that she become my bestie which she accepted happily.
Our chats started getting intensed as she already know everything about me, even some secrets my parents or friends doesn’t know, I told her and she also did the same.
After there was no secret to share again, we started chatting like we’ve known ourselves for a long time and we started chatting naughty.
She would sometimes teased me that my d–k can’t satisfy her in bed because she’s had a lot more bigger than mine, sometimes we sex chat and the only thing I didn’t ask her to send me was her nude tho I was sure she would send it if I asked.
I was getting her attention more than her so called boyfriend and I was enjoying it.
I was always looking forward to chatting with her everyday. I always feel incomplete whenever I’ve not chat or talked with her on phone.
We graduated from sex chat to sex talk through WhatsApp call.
Then it happened that the country suffered an epidemic attack and all schools was asked to shut down and every students was asked to return to their various houses.
I was very happy because I’ll finally get to see the one who has occupied my heart.
We continued talking after I returned home and I was always pestering her to come see me but she couldn’t because her parents are always at home and wouldn’t let her go anywhere . I even asked her to lie that she’s going to visit one of her female friends but it didn’t work as her parents was afraid of anyone contracting the virus in the atmosphere.
Mom was focusing on her vocation while dad and I run his pharmacy along with his employees.
I was very delighted the afternoon Sarah informed me that she’s going to visit me the next day because her parents got a compulsory outing which they can’t miss.
I joked with her about how she’s going to see the wrath of my d–k which she always ridicule and she joked that I’ll be the one to be disgraced at the end.
Before going home with dad that day, I made sure to snuck a viagra, a drug that enhance sex performance.
The next morning, I feigned to be slightly ill and dad was left with no option than to let me stay at home.
I made sure the house was kempt as I await her arrival.
Our fridge was always stuffed with fruit juice and pet drinks and kitchen with foodstuffs so I had no trouble in entertaining her when she arrive.
I waited for her arrival as Christian await the second coming of Jesus christ.
She wasn’t online and her number wasn’t going through.
I already started having second thought when it was some minutes past twelve before my phone rang and it was a call from her.
She told me she’s already at Olodo bus stop and wanted me to direct her on the rest of the journey.
I asked to stay where she was and swiftly got dressed up and took a bike from my house to the bus stop to get her.
When I alighted from the bike, I saw a girl wearing a blue short gown and she looked more like her but more beautiful than she was in her dp.
I concluded she wasn’t the one and brought out my phone to call her number and to my surprise, it was the girl’s phone that rang.
We hugged eachother and the bike that conveyed me to the place took us back home.
She was sort of shy at the beginning but after few minutes, my real Sarah was back.
I offered her fruit juice as I prepared noodle and egg for her.
We discussed, joked and laughed together after she was through with her meal.
We’re sitting together on the big sofa inside the living room and her hand was placed on my lap as we even continued talking dirty.
I swiftly excused myself and took two tablet of the drug I brought from my dad’s shop and returned to meet her.
We continued talking as I wait for the drug to kickstart its action.
I was ready to show her that she’s wrong about me and I am more active than the guys she’s always proud of.
I started feeling my d–k getting erected and my brain fading away.
I made attempt to kiss her but she pushed me back asking me what I’m trying to do.
” what we should be doing na ” I replied her as I placed my hand on her thigh .
” and what’s that ” she asked looking innocent.
” having sex ” I replied her blatantly.
” what ” she exclaimed.
” you’re my friend, and I trusted you ” she said with a surprised countenance.
” please don’t friendzone me, I’m way more than your friend ” I said as I felt my hormones heating up.
” you must be high on something ” she said as she tried to get up but I pulled her back to the sofa as I got on top of her.
” leave me ” she screamed as she tried to get herself freed from my hold but I was more stronger than her.
I pinned her two hands to the sofa as I raised her gown up.
” please let me go ” she pleaded as she gave up on trying to free herself because it was a futile effort.
” keep quiet, I’m going to prove to you that I’m more than capable than those guys you always tease me with ” I said to her as I battled with making sure I got her underwear from her body.
” please, I’m just feigning to be naughty, I’m a virgin, please don’t do this ” she pleaded with me but all her plea fell on deaf ear as I was already lost to reason with whatever she was saying.
She cried and screamed when I tried to penetrate her, I couldn’t do that easily but with a lot of strength I was able to do that, she screamed more loudly as tears dropped from her eye profusely.
I had to gag her in order to stop her from screaming.
When I was finally through with my objective and gotten the thick water flushed out my system into hers, I rolled away from her body.
She was sobbing but I didn’t care as I head to the bathroom to get myself cleaned up.
On returning to the living room, she was no longer crying, her eye was shut and she wasn’t moving.
I moved closer to her and that was when I noticed that the sofa was smeared with blood and it was blod from her private part. She was still bleeding from there and that was when my faded brain started returning to me.
I tapped her and she opened her eye weakly before she shut it back.
I tapped her again but she didn’t respond this time.
” mogbe ” I screamed as I swiftly got a bucket of water and poured it on her head not minding if I turn the living room to a pool.
She didn’t respond and that was when I knew I was in trouble.
She was still bleeding from her private part and I didn’t know what to do about it.
I swiftly cleaned her up a bit and made sure that her cloth was on her body before I carried her out, stopped a bike and placed her on it.
I ordered the bikeman to take us to the closest hospital.
On getting there, I forgot to pay him as I rushed her into the hospital.
She was admitted into the emergency ward where a doctor attended to her.
The doctor later got out of the ward and asked me how I was related to her and I told him I was her friend, a fact I had rejected few minutes before.
The doctor didn’t say anything as he returned to his office and before I knew what was happening, I saw policemen entering the hospital, the doctor came out to welcome them and pointed at me and that was how I was arrested.
I later found out that she bled to death from brutal force on her hymen.
And ever since then, the only time I was on road was to visit the court where my case was always postponed until today when I was finally graced with the profit of what I did with a lifetime imprisonment .
My future was now a ruin in front of me and there was nothing I could do about it.
I wished I could turn back the hand of time, then I would have done things differently.
But honestly, I thought she was naughty.
This short story is just a fiction created from my mind to pass along a tangible message to everyone.
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Horluwap1 wrote it.