STORY: MY WORSE MISTAKE PART 2

Nnamdi soon woke up, ignored my greeting,
washed his mouth and left the house without
a word. I was terribly scared because of the
way he looked at me. I knew it was just a
matter of seconds before he kicks us out of his
room. I sobbed quietly as i lamented my fate.
"My mates are all with their parents, enjoying
their lives and planning for a brighter future.
Here i'm suffering like a refugee" i reasoned
with tears. "only if i had listened to him
months ago and terminated my baby, i
wouldn't be suffering in this manner"
i said to myself bitterly. But deep down in my
heart i equally knew i rejected to do his
bidding because i couldn't bear such guilt
which would have been terrible and
unbearable. Winnie's loud cry soon calmed
me. I quietly carried her, changed her napkin,
breastfed and sang a lullaby for her. He came
in that moment eyeing us. "have you packed
all your things?" he asked coldly. I swallowed
hard and stared at him pleadingly. "please
don't do this to us" i begged, "we are already
managing well, i'll start a trade very soon" i
added. He scratched his head uneasily and
again eyed me murderously, "do you call this
life eeh? Abeg shut that your dirty mouth" he
barked, before grabbing all my clothes which
he dumped inside an old large bag, fetched
winnie's things and equally dumped them in
it. "here is two hundred and fifty Naira
{N250} it's your transport fare to your parents
house, i have tried enough for you, i won't kill
myself doing it mtcheeew" he muttered and
threw the money at me. Tears instantly fell
uncontrollably from my eyes, i had no where
to go. I was doomed, I dropped winnie on the
bed, knelt and begged him "please Nnamdi,
please" i begged again and again, but instead
of my pleas to calm him, it infuriated him
tremendously. He slapped me hard, grabbed
the bag and threw it out of his room. "i will do
the same to you and this baby if you don't
leave peacefully" he threatened. I stared at
him heartbroken, and hungry, cursing the day
i granted him access to my body. The story of
my love life with Nnamdi really is a long one.
An affair which never should have happened
in the first place had i ignored my heart,
because he really had nothing to offer me, yet
i foolishly fell in love with him. A very stupid
teenage love affair which i now regret. Love
dosen't work in an empty stomach, neither
does it work in an unsecured environment.
Nnamdi wasn't in love with me any longer
because circumstances changed and he only
saw me as a burden to his miserable life. He
totally ignored winnie's cries, my pleas and
our neighbours preachings as he pushed us out
of his house that fateful morning. A day i was
supposed to be happy because it was my
birthday.

To be continued…