Diary of a Single mother
I sat down lost in deep thoughts on the WC.
I rechecked the pregnancy test strip hoping that the second line would miraculously vanish but to my disappointment, it was still there.
I tried to cry but the tears wouldn’t come out.
My heart became so heavy for me to carry.
“How did this happen?”. I asked myself.
I’m always careful when it comes to se*. I always make sure my boyfriend uses a CD and in the absence of none, he would do the withdrawal method.
I remember vividly the last time my boyfriend and I got intimate, I took pills. So what went wrong.
It was the knock on the door that jerked me back to reality.
I quickly hid the test strip underneath my pants. I flushed and came out.
The biggest hurdle right now is how to break the news to my boyfriend.
He is 21yrs old while I am 19yrs old.
He is a 200l civil engineering student while I just wrote jamb waiting for admission.
We have been dating for 4yrs now. We started dating since secondary school.
I sent him a text for us to meet urgently. His school is on strike, so he’s around.
We met at the junction of my street.
He held my hands as usual and was all smiles.
Noticing my gloomy countenance, he asked;
“Are you okay mine? What’s the issue?”
I removed my hands from his.
I looked at him for some seconds trying to think of the perfect way to break the news to him.
“You know you can tell me anything right? Do you need money? Talk to me babe”. My boyfriend urged me.
“I am Pregnant Frank” I managed to spill.
“What!!! How is that even possible?”. Frank asked in utmost shock.
“I don’t even know… I just found out myself”. I managed to answer.
“You have to get rid of it. How am I even sure it’s mine… I have always played safe”. Frank argued.
“What! Are you insinuating that I cheated?”. I asked with tears freely flowing down my cheeks.
“I don’t know and I don’t care. We are both too young for this. Take care of it “.
TBC
Judith Onyoyibo
