Scared, confused, terrified, I left his office. And I as walked out into the open, with my heart slamming hard against my chest, I felt my legs wobble under me. I saw flashes of my father’s angry face sneering at me, threatening to beat the shit out of me. I couldn’t go home, I told myself. What would I go home to do? Go and wait till father and mother find out I’m pregnant and then get skinned alive by my father? Or simply go home to wait for money to fall from heaven and then go and pay the doctor? No, I couldn’t just head home and wait for death to come, I had to do something. I decided I was going to go straight to Bobby’s house. He got me into this trouble, he should be the one to get me out of it.
Bobby’s house was quite some distance from the hospital. I didn’t have enough money for transport fare on me, but I didn’t mind. I would trek the distance I could trek, inspite of the scorching sun. If I needed to trek the length and breadth of my town to find a solution to the mess I had gotten myself into, I would gladly have done so, so long as I get the solution I was looking for.
When I got to his house about an hour after, I met him in the house with some of his friends and some girls to keep them company. There were four boys, including Bobby, and four girls about my age to complete the party. They had shared the girls amongst themselves, each guy had his girl beside him. There was light music coming from the sound system and empty bottles of drinks lying around the house. I took one quick glance at the girl sitting on Bobby’s laps, she was fair and cute like me. And I wondered if the same fate that befell me would also come to her.
“Hey, hello…hello, Rosie….” Bobby said the moment he turned and found I was the one at the door. He was shell shocked to find me there. “How are you doing,” he was trying to sound normal, like I was just some girl in the neighbourhood who had come in to ask for his mother and not him.
“Can I see you, Bobby, for a minute?” I said coldly, my eyes hating him, hating the girl he had beside him, hating everything about the house that had brought me so much pain.
“Is it really that urgent, why don’t you come in and join us, maybe we could…”
“I want to see you now, Bobby! Right now!” I didn’t know when I screamed at him. He was startled. Everyone in the room froze. They all turned to look at me. If they thought for a moment that I was just one of the girls in the neighbourhood, now they knew they thought wrong.
Quickly, Bobby whispered something into the ears of the girl on his laps. The girl got up as Bobby jumped to his feet and gestured at the rest of the group to carry on with the party.
I stepped outside the door and waited for him to come out to meet me. “Hi, Rosie, I wasn’t expecting you here,” he tried to beam me a smile that did not work for me.
“I didn’t expect I would be here either, “ I returned, really pissed that I had come to tell him the result of what he’d done to me and still found the bastard frolicking with another girl.
“I hope there is no problem, you don’t look too good,” he asked me, trying to sound like he cared.
“Does she have any idea what you would do to her afterwards?” I’d thrown at him. He seemed lost, he had no idea what I was talking about.
“Sorry, I didn’t get you, what did you say?” he asked.
“The girl with you in there, does she know that you most likely would drug her and rape her afterwards?” I’d shot at him. “Maybe I should save her from you…maybe I should go in there, tell her and the rest of the girls what you did to me so they all know what they’re getting themselves into!”
I was really livid. I honestly did not know which hurt me more, whether it was the fact that I’d found him partying while he had put me in a messy situation that could ruin my life for good, or the fact that I met him in company of another girl! He didn’t even feel bad or remorseful for what he had done to me, he didn’t even think he needed to come look for me and apologise to me, instead, he simply forgot all about me and moved on with another girl.
“See, Rosie, it’s not like that…I’m not that kind of person, I swear, I just don’t know what got into me that fateful day…”
“Please, save that for the birds!” I snapped t him.
“Honestly, Rosie, I tried to find you so I could apologise to you for what happened…I just didn’t know how to get you except back in church…”
“And so, why didn’t you look for me in church then?” I fired at him, wondering if he was being truthful.
“The truth is I have been to church in the last couple of weeks, I’ve been busy running errands for my uncle,” he tried to explain. But for some reasons, I didn’t believe a word he was saying. He didn’t look to me to be telling the truth.
“To be honest with you, Bobby, I don’t believe you. And besides, that’s not why I’m here. Something much more serious brought me here.” I’d begun.
“Something much more serious? What could that possibly be?” he’d asked me, his voice suddenly going low.
“When you drugged me weeks ago and raped me, you did not use a condom, did you?” I shot at him.
He was speechless. He wasn’t expecting that kind of question. “Answer me, Bobby, did you?’
“Well, congratulations, you have gotten yourself what you were looking for,” I continued, my eyes blazing with anger as I looked into his eyes.
“What…what exactly are you…what are you talking about, Rosie?” From the way he started to tremble, I could tell he already had an idea the sort of trouble he had gotten himself into.
“I am pregnant for you, Bobby, I am carrying your baby!” I dropped the bomb on him.
