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    UNTRUTH EPISODE 2

    I hated myself and I hated life. I didn’t know how to escape the situation. I wished I could disappear. My greed got me here.
    The guard stepped into the room , handed me a tablet and bottle water. I’m guessing its viagra . I refused it . Then he pulled the gun and pointed it at me so I had no choice. After about 25 minutes of awkwardness I started feeling a movement in my pants. Once he noticed the buldge , He pointed at the bed with his gun and threatened to blast my head off if I didn’t obey instructions . As I approached the bed . The little girl quickly moved towards me and started working my belt . Her face expressionless and void of any emotion. As I looked at her , I remembered my little sister and tears dropped from my eyes . I can’t imagine any man doing this to Chiamaka but here I was , about to abuse a 13 year old because of money.
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    She pulled me closer and walked me to the bed . She laid down and gently opened her legs . I looked behind me and a gun was still pointed at my skull . He signalled me to go on . I slowly bent and I penetrated her . I felt my soul leave my body as guilt made me weep. She didn’t make a sound and her face was totally blank . This girl was damaged beyond repair. Sexual abuse is nothing to her .
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    I couldn’t move , I was just there lying on top of her. The guard screamed ” Aminat , turn this idiot over and do the work ” . Then she pushed me over and got ontop of me. I cried as she finished it .
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    When I got home . I couldn’t have been more depressed . Images of the whole thing kept flashing through my skull. I curled up to the corner of my bed and I wept profusely . Suddenly , my phone beeped. 2 msgs just came in . One was an alert , an alert of 100k . A 100k , the ultimate price for my damned soul. The other msg was from an unknown number . It read ” I’m sure you’ve gotten what I sent you. You have another appointment on Tuesday 8pm. I’ll send a driver to come pick you. Don’t attempt to run and don’t do anything stupid. Much love , Sandra Williams. ” Oh God! I have to do this again? I kept weeping till I eventually slept off.
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    Next day was a Sunday . I woke up early , and I made my way to Maurice’s place at Yaba . He was sitted by his Macbook ignoring my ass as I ranted . He ignored me till I called him a ‘bloody child molester ‘ . Then he spoke .
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    Maurice : Why you dey shout? You dey mad? ! You fi fuck old woman but to knack pikin whey don dey get breast na problem . Guy , you stupid!
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    Me : Don’t call me stupid man . You lured me into this bullshit . If to say I sabi , I for no go ! I get that girl agemate for house. Chiamaka even old pass am .
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    Maurice : (Laughing ) hahaha! No be you wan buy benz? You think say na small thing to buy benz ? You talk say you no like am . Oya send me the 100k whey Williams send you nah. Since you no want .
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    Me : Wetin be that one now? Why I go send you the bar? Tsww .
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    Maurice : Nigga ! You be hypocrite . You no like am but you no wan drop the money. Biko , comot my house. Your next appointment na Tuesday. Williams suppose don tell you abi?
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    I just ignored him as I made my way to the door . He was laughing hysterically. Torturing me for my incessant greed . Really , I should have just sent him the money on the spot to prove that I’m dead serious. But part of me really needed that shit . My conscience was giving way to my canal desires and was soon going to be dead. I went out with Segun later that day to have some drinks. Comfortably spending 10k of the 100k . Cause I knew. . .Another one is coming on Tuesday.
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    When we got home , I was trying to catch some sleep when my Mom called. I was shocked . My Mom calls only in the morning around 6am , never at night! She only calls at night when there is an issue at home or when there is a spiritual warning , sometimes even a dream. The call was scary. I picked up anyway..
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    Me : Mommy, how you dey o?
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    Mom : ( Sounding concerned and close to tears) Matthew , what have you done ?!!
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    Wtf! How did she know. Damn , I’m dead. . !
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    Me : Mama , what did I do ?
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    Mom : Why did you tell Chiamaka she could fight in school? Is that how I trained you? Now that they’ve suspended your sister during C.A tests . Are you happy now? Ehn Matthew !! She is going to repeat that class most likely.
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    ( Breathes a sigh of relief)
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    Me : Wow , that one no good o. I didn’t tell her to fight. I only urged her to defend herself. Some girls have been bullying her for a while and it’s been getting physical . And I know Chiamaka is strong. So I asked her to defend herself.
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    Mom : That advice na stupid advice. I expect you to be mature. Well , I’m going to her school tommorow to beg. There is one other thing I want to discuss with you.
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    Me : Ok ma , I’m listening .
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    Mom : There is somewhere you plan to go this coming week. My spirit doesn’t support you going there. I had a weird dream. You don’t have to laugh or lie like I’m wrong. Just let me know you understand what I’m saying.
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    ( Wow , just like I guessed)
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    Me : I understand ma .
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    Mom : Ok dear. Chop before you sleep o. Goodnight. Don’t forget to call Chiamaka and give her sensible advice this time.
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    Then she ended the call. I slept off…..
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    Sunday Passed , Monday passed , Tuesday was here –7.30pm .
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    My mother gave a very specific warning. Miss Williams also gave a very specific warning.
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    I don’t like this but my Account balance smiles at it. And If I do it one more time , I dont think I will be able to stop. While I was thinking , An unknown number called my phone. I picked up
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    Unknown caller : This is Miss Willaims’ Driver. I am outside waiting for you. Please do not waste time.
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    Written by Enny Kastiel

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