Diary of a single mother 2
“We are too young to have a baby. Take care of it”. Frank ordered and walked out on me.
With tears in my eyes, I managed to let out some words;
“What am I supposed to do?”.
But Frank was already long gone so he didn’t hear me.
I was still lost in thought when Mercy my friend approached me.
“Why are you looking so languid? What’s up? She asked.
I tried to speak but ended up crying instead.
Mercy just assisted me to a vacant shop and sat me down. She allowed me cry till I was a little bit calm.
“Wetin dey sup babe? Person die? She asked curiously.
“I don fvck up I swear! I am doomed Mercy. I have shot myself on my feet”
I just kept on ranting nonstop.
“Talk naaa! What’s the issue?” Mercy asked impatiently.
“I am Pregnant babe. To make matters worse, Frank said I should take care of it myself. Wetin I know about pregnancy? I am only 19. My mumsy go kill me”. I blurted out.
Mercy was short of words. Without saying anything, she pulled me to herself and gave me a warm hug. I just started crying on her shoulder.
“Calm down babe. I know what you should do. There is something you can take that will make you have a miscarriage”. Mercy said.
“Are you serious? Hope it won’t affect my womb? I asked inquisitively.
“Nahh. It a normal fruit. Just that it causes miscarriage. You will be fine”.
This gave me some form of solace. Luckily, I was with money so I followed her to get the fruit.
I bought it in Large quantities. She advised me to take it thrice a day.
I started taking the fruit morning till night. All my tongue got peeled because of the toxicity of the fruit but it didn’t stop me from taking it.
I was ready to do anything.
I did this for three months but still nothing happened to the pregnancy.
My mom started getting suspicious and was asking suggestive questions.
One morning, I started bleeding nonstop with an excruciating pain and was rushed to the hospital.
TBC
Judith Onyoyibo
