WE FINALLY HAD SEX
“...Young man, be careful and think
it twice, before you choose to use your device. So you don’t have raindrops
falling from your eyes...”
As
I listened to those lyrics, I recalled the events of that night. She lay in bed
next to me, and I couldn’t resist the urge. I remember how she pleaded, with
tears running down her cheek. But I was so deaf to her plea; I was so stingy
that I didn’t pay her attention. I allowed my urge get over me.
The
exercise lasted for few minutes, the pleasure was gone, and she lay there
disappointed. She couldn’t believe that my courage would be so strong to break
her hymen. She was in the restroom cleaning up, while I lay in bed facing the
ceiling. The satisfaction had gone and I began to realise what I have done.
Deep inside, regret was building up.
It
was not until two months later that it dawned on me how much I was to pay the
price. She walked up to my room that morning and her message was simple.
“I
am pregnant”.
I was so shocked that I
didn’t expect the question I asked
“By
who?”
Why
should I even ask, it was so obvious, the look on her face was enough to tell
me that I am the one. Like every expectant father I was expected to limp for
joy. I would have been happy if I was married to her, but I was just in my
early 20’s and in my sophomore at the university.
I
slumped into the sofa and she leaned her head on my chest. “Raindrops” by
Tuface was playing on my CD player. As I listened to those lyrics I regretted
my actions that night.
I
should have listened to her; it wasn’t just her future on the line mine was
too. Of course I wasn’t going to ask her to abort, not that I was ready to have
the baby. Tears were running down my eyes as I thought of our future with a
baby at this age. Suddenly she planted a kiss on my lips and said.
“Am sorry, but be careful
and think it twice before you choose your device. I saw my period this
morning”.
You couldn’t imagine the
mixed feelings I had, I hugged her so tight, and we allowed the tears to drop.
We
might have been lucky to have escaped, what of YOU?
Augustus Bill
©2014
TUN/0014//05/08/14
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