Sister Debby batch 2

SISTER DEBBY
*Episode 3-4
Things were going smooth, the school I was enrolled in was Kate’s school increasing her hatred for me. She told me never to talk to her because she would never see me as one of her family members. I don’t blame her, as an only child, she may feel I came to steal her parent’s love.
I behaved well and keep working hærd. Being an art student, I decided to study English as I see myself becoming a teacher in the nearest future. Kate, on the other hand, was in the science department, she is a brilliant and beautiful young girl but I am more beautiful than she is.
My love for singing made me join the school choir and in no time, I was made the choir leader because of my pleasant voice.
Time flew, Kate and I sat for our senior school certificate examination and Jamb. Kate had A’s while I had B and C. She scored 337 in Jamb while I had 250. The pastor advised that we seek admission to the same university. Kate suggested the University of Ibadan and I also agreed.
We wrote the Post Utme and did well. When the admission list came out, we were both given our dream course. Kate, Medicine and Surgery while mine was English. Pastor and his wife were so pleased with us, they got us everything we would need in the university.
Like play, we both became undergraduates. Kate maintained her brilliance as she was the best student in her department, no one not even a male could beat her in the Medicine department. In her third year, she got a scholarsh¡p. On my part, I was not the overall best in my department but I was among the best. I joined the campus choir in order to serve God.
Things fell apart for me when I was in my third year. The pastor called us to travel home one weekend as he had an important discussion with us. Kate and I had no option but to travel home.
Getting home, Pastor told us his reason for asking us to come home after dinner one evening.
Pastor: Kate, when are you bringing your fiance to us?
Kate: fiance? Dad, I am just in my third year for God’s sake, I still have four years to go
Pastor’s wife: Kate dear, your studies shouldn’t hinder your relationsh¡p life. We are not asking you to get married now but you should have a man in your life, you are no longer a baby
Pastor: your mother is right Kate. Well, I called you home because a young man from your campus fellowsh¡p named Raphael was sent to me by your campus pastor. He said God told him that Debby is his wife
Me: what? Me? eerm eerm
Kate: Dad, you mean Adeleke Raphael, tall, fair and good looking?
Pastor: yes my dear or is anything the matter?
Kate: not at all Daddy, I am just surprised
Pastor: so Debby just calm down and pray about it then get back to me
Me: alright sir
*To be continued*
*SISTER DEBBY*
*Episode 4*
I prayed about Raphael’s proposal and gave Pastor a positive answer not because I had God said yes but because of the happiness I felt after praying.
With the consent of Pastor and my campus Pastor, Raphael and I started our courtsh¡p after he made a proper proposal. Rapheal was a nice guy, caring, loving and very charming. He will always stop at my department to give me gifts, I was so happy that my life was falling into place.
Raphael was the best student in Economics department, he wasn’t just a nice guy, he was very handsome and came from a wealthy home.
One evening after faith clinic in the church, Raphael esc-rted Kate and I to our apartment because it was late. Kate and I didn’t stay in the school hostel as Pastor rented a two bedroom flat for us off-campus.
Immediately we got home, Kate took her bath, had a change of cloth and went with Rapheal to the school premises for TDB( Till day break) so I was the only one at home. Being someone who isn’t a dinner person, I took my bath and ate some fruits before going to bed. I also love sleeping unclad that’s why I always ensure i lock my door.
After some minutes of daydreaming and smiling to myself, I traveled to the dream land. I suddenly woke up when I felt something moving on my th-gh. Jeez! Three rough looking men were in my room while the one who seem like their boss was sitting beside me on my bed.
I sat up immediately wondering how they got into my room. I regret ever going to bed without cloth as they couldn’t stop looking at my bare body.
Me: please what do you want from me? Please I don’t have money, I am just an orphan
Boss: hey dear, we are not here to collect money from you but you have to cooperate with us. We just want a taste of you
Me: a taste of me? I beg you with the name of God, please don’t do this to me. I have never done this before, please
2nd guy: hey shut up joor, boss man wetin you dey follow am talk. Do make we leave here na
3rd guy: yes oo boss man, time no dey our side
Me: (crying) please sirs, don’t do this to me
2nd guy: hey shut up joor, Boss man do something
Boss: I wish I could help but I have been paid for this job. (Face the other guys) who go go first?
3rd guy: boss na you na, I no fit disV-rgin girl ooo, she go spoil my juju
2nd guy: boss, go first.
Before I know what was happening, the boss undress himself ignoring my tears. He part my legs and forcefully began to thr-st into me. My scre-m could not be heard because my mouth was covered by his wide palm. I died an hundred times while he continued moving in and out of me. The pain was just unbearable. I have always dreamt of losing my V-rginity to my husband who would treat me like a queen during our first copulation.
After what seem like eternity, their boss stood up. When I thought that was all, he told his boys to come have their share. I couldn’t shout, I just lie down while they continue fumbling with my body. What is the essence of crying over a spilt milk?
After the third guy had his share, they dressed and went their way living me with a broken spirit. What will I tell people? How will I tell Raphael that the V-rginity he has been hoping to have was gone?
I was just too broken to clean up myself. Looking at my stained bedsheet and the blood on my thighs made my tears flow without ceasing. I just wanted to die and go meet my parent because life doesn’t worth living. People are just so cruel.
*To be continued*