My Life Story; Episode 16
The sound of those words fell on me like a bomb. My heart became heavy, my limbs grew weak, I felt like dying. I ran up to Matthew and knelt down beside him, crying and pleading. I kept trying to explain that things were not exactly the way they seemed, I was here by accident and I wanted to escape before he came in. I swore on my life that I had nothing to do with Folorunsho. But the underwear in my hand, and my rough appearance made everything I said seem like a lie.
Folorunsho simply stood and watched, without corroborating my story. Matthew tore my hands away from himself and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I remained on the ground feeling lost and disconnected, I was like a woman in the early stage of madness. I sprawled on the floor weeping. I was yet to count my loss. Folorunsho was busy sipping wine from a glass cup, and paid very little attention to my sobs.
“so shall we continue from where we stopped.? ” he asked, trying to hold me up from the floor.
“Leave me alone, get out” I screamed, and pushed him away from me. I got up without his help and reached for my bag. I folded my underwear in two and squeezed it into my bag and headed for the door.
“Come back here my friend, where do you think you are going? We are not done” Folorunsho ordered.
“I’m through with you, you just ruined my life” I replied, as I continued towards the door.
“Look here, you can settle your issues with my cousin later, that’s non of my business, just let me enjoy the worth of my money, i don’t joke with my money. Do you know how much your friend charged me?
I stopped in my tracks and turned around, I needed to understand his last sentence, I hoped it was not what I was thinking.
“What do you mean? ” I asked with an air of seriousness.
“Don’t ask me dirty questions, I paid your friend eighty thousand Naira (#80,000) for this runs, so let me enjoy myself” he replied.
At that point, reality set in. Sarah had sold me to a man like a cheap prostitute. And I instantly began to feel like one. Regret joined my broken heart, I was deeply grieved.
I spoke calmly to Folorunsho, and tried to explain to him that I was not a party to the entire arrangement, in fact I was not into that kind of ‘runs’. My pleading and explanation fell on dead ears. As I approached the door, he ran towards me, grabbed me and threw me towards the bed. I knew what was going to happen next, I wasn’t ready to allow it happen to me. My frustration turned into rage. I swore to protect myself with any means possible. I grabbed the bottle of wine he left on the stool, emptied its content on the floor and smashed it.
“If you come close to me I will kill you” I said with a stern voice. Pointing the broken piece of the bottle towards him. He could sense the anger in my voice, he knew I was serious. I would have stabbed him to death if he came close.
He reached for his phone in his pocket and dialed a number.
“Come to my room now, I don’t understand what is happening” he barked at the person at the other end of the call.
Few minutes later, the door opened, Sarah walked into the room, with only a piece of cloth tied round her chest. She was taken
aback when she saw me holding the piece of broken bottle.
“Ruth what are you doing?” she asked, with shock on her face. I made no attempt to answer her question, the door was open, Folorunsho was standing away from it. I put the fragment down and walked out of the room in a hurry. Sarah ran after me, and held my bag in an attempt to stop me.
“Ruth wait, why are still acting like a small girl? Just allow him do his thing, I will settle you well. It’s me o, you owe me this” Sarah pleaded.
“What do you take of me, you feel you can sell me off like a prostitute? Well I don’t live an immoral and ungodly life like you” I shouted angrily. Sarah’s countenance changed immediately.
“Hey, holy girl. You were sleeping with a man throughout the night yesterday, and today you have the guts to call me immoral? What is the difference between me and you? Abi your virginity don grow back? Holy ashawo”…
She had barely finished when my hand landed on her cheeks. She reciprocated the gesture without prior hesitation. My anger overwhelmed me, and a fist fight ensued. I tore the wrapper off her body, leaving her naked and exposed. She fought on like a shameless prostitute, not minding the small crowd that had began to gather. Someone pulled us apart, I couldn’t recognize who it was. Sarah was busy covering her body, while I culled up on the floor crying. A feeling of regret surged through me, what I really regretted the most was selecting the wrong kind of friends who has molested my destiny and turned me into what I was not, the way of life I’d been living all because I wanted to enjoy my freedom and to find true love which I never lost. It was then I understood the true fact that my parent loved me the most but their approach was rather harsh but I was so foolish to have noticed that, I felt wasted.