I'm pregnant.

PING!!!

Junior, I'm pregnant. How do they do this abortion thing.

Junior took a while to reply. He finally did with a surprise smiley. Just answer the question damn it! How do they do this abortion thing. "When did you start having sex? I thought you were gonna wait a while eh nne? You're just 16. I could only imagine the confused and disappointed look on his face.

It's the end of the session. Thank God! We finally get to leave this shit hole called a school. I wondered how we even managed to keep our sanity staying in this cage for months. I always hated private universities. But my post UME score wasn't high enough to get me into a government school.
It took my bus 5 million years to get full after dragging my heavy boxes to the park.

I was super excited. Not just because I was living the prison yard called school, but because of Kosi. Choi! The mere sound of his name sef felt like the presence of the holy spirit. I remember the day I met him. It was on instagram; one of those mystery cute guys that send a direct message requesting to meet me. I got that all the time so there was really no biggy except for the fact that this particular cute guy (Kosi) asked for my number. The other guys usually ask for my pin. This instantly turned me on because I feel it takes a special kind of interest to make a guy ask for your number, load his phone and and call you for 20minutes. That's how long we talked when he called. " hello, I'm Kosi. You gave me your number 2 days ago on ig. Remember?" his voice was/still is the lightest male voice I've ever heard; quite girly but extremely soothing and so damn romantic. He was 26. Almost 10years my senior. That is exactly how I liked it. I always had interest in older guys. Couldn't stand guys my age anyway. I fell in love at once. I couldn't wait to tell my rommies about the latest catch.

1month and a few days later, he took some time off work to come visit me.

Aha!!! The last passenger, finally! Or so I thought. I looked at him like a Messiah as he approached the bus, shifted inside to make room for the messiah. Then he walked right passed the bus.

'madam how you dey sell your corn'

Ewo! Took me an hour to recover from that disappointment. We got on the road after another 5million years. I got to the hotel were we planned to lodge. That hotel room happens to be the creepiest and most dingy room I have ever slept in but who cares, when I was going to meet my mystery cute guy. I waited for what seemed to be forever for him to show up. I counted the ceiling severally and started imagining how the carpenters climbed to fix it, how there was this ugly art work on the table, how my small dead body could fit into the closet if Kosi turned out to be a killer, I quickly turned on my laptop before I thought up something crazier.
Finally his call came in. "Baby there's a chicken republic close to me, should I get us some food? I just got down from the bus" No thanks I replied. In my mind: 'Just bring your fine ass here already' we'd get food here. I regretted that decision because hunger almost killed me later. What was I thinking getting food from that kind of hotel.

He was everything I hoped for and more. So handsome and way taller than he looked in pictures. I was scared his lips were too big for his face but it turned out that he was just not photogenic, cos his lips were perfect. He was perfect.
I recognized him instantly when I saw him. He grinned from ear to ear showing off cute dimpled cheeks. I looked down at my toes when ever he looked at me. I decided to buy some alcohol to boost my confidence. Woke up the next morning not knowing exactly how the night went. We made out of course but I was too drunk to remember how it felt. Well we both went back home. Communication reduced after that day. It was scary but I wasn't so bothered because the hype for Kosi had dwindled. I still liked him but my feelings for him was different now.

He asked if I had seen my period on one of his calls. I replied "no". He asked a 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th time. I had missed my period but I wasn't bothered at all. Why should I be? I'm a virgin. I only wondered why he kept asking. I always joked about it though until I woke up to a BBM message; someone dreamt I was pregnant. That's when the shit hit the turbine! I told Kosi, he said I should go do a test.
Damn! How do I go to a public place as small as I am and ask for a PGT?! But I didn't have sex, did he take advantage of me that night? But if he did I would know na, abi? Why was I so stupid to get drunk? My dad will disown me. Omg! Omg! Omg!

My paranoia worsened when I woke up the next morning and started throwing up. Ha! Who doesn't know that throwing up is the first sign of pregnancy. Even if you have never heard, Nkiru Sylvanus would have told you in one of her very many disgusting throw up Nollywood scenes.
I had to talk to someone. Junior is an eye doctor but he's the only one I trust with my secret. I told him everything. He said I'm probably just experiencing a delay but I should take a PGT to confirm and abortion wasn't the first thing to think of. I remembered Jesus. I prayed like Paul and Silas.

I mustered some courage to go take the test at the farthest clinic from my house to avoid running into familiar faces. In fact the clinic was in another planet. As I waited I prayed every kind of prayer. Then someone tapped me as I stood up. Oh no! Chai! Who could this be naaa! my heavenly father.
'Babe you're stained' huh? You're stained. She said again. Really? I replied with a smile ( she must have thought I was some lunatic but I couldn't care more) I ran to the bathroom. Usually this would ruin my day but I have never been happier to see my period. I was practically flaunting it sef.

I told junior the story. He laughed at me and said he was already going to name my baby Chioma.
I will never go close to the male species again, or so I thought!

Have a great weekend.