BABY MAMA 3

I remember clearly too the first letter I wrote to somebody I don’t know. It was the letter to my child, the one I was to abort. I wrote it the morning before I went to see the doctor. It was short but I hoped he/she understands.

"Dear Yvonne/Kelvin

Mummy loves you but right now mummy cant keep you. I know it’s hard but I need you to understand. Grandpa won’t understand and grandma would blow a fuse. Mummy would have to drop out of school and work as a sales girl. It would be so bad cos mummy doesn’t know daddy and you will be deprived of all the good things. Please know that I love you.

Yours always

Mum.

I was at the address, clutching the N5000 in my hand and looking like a person just sentenced to death. Doctor Steve(as I latter found out was his name) opened the door and gave me the usual silent treatment. I swore in my mind never ever to have sex again till I’m married. Dear God, please, just don’t let me die.

"I saw the way that doctor looked at you yesterday, is he you boyfriend?" he said as he turned to face me when I closed the door behind me

The alcohol smell hit my nose and I tried hard to keep a straight face.

"No, I don’t know him"

He nodded and started bringing out the things he needed. I sat down at the couch nearest to me

"You are a very beautiful girl, no wonder you are pregnant"

I cringed and swore again not to have sex.

He came close to me and I could feel his alcoholic breath on my face.

"Where’s the money?"

I quickly stretched out my hand with the money in it. He took it, starred at it for a while and tossed it on the center table

"I could do it for free you know, just let me play with you a little"

I started shaking my head, saying no, I was imagining another pregnancy on the one before.

"I’ll get pregnant again"

He laughed, a mocking laugh

"No, I’ll take care of all that....." he started grinning as he grabbed my breasts and started pulling me close.

I struggled to get away but he was stronger than me, I kept struggling and kicking with my little strength. After what seemed like 10 minutes, he overpowered me and stripped my clothes and just as he was about to strip my panties the door bell rang. He left me to open the door

I grabbed my clothes .......and my money as I ran out, speeding past the guest. I stopped running when I put as much space between me and the house as possible. I was sucking in air rapidly when an elderly woman grabbed my hand and pulled me aside......

"Don’t you have a mother?"

I looked at my stomach to see if it was so obvious I was pregnant. I looked at her again, a confused expression on my face

"Go attend to your flows daughter" She said and gave me a disapproving look

I looked down and saw bright red blood flowing down my legs. I sat down on the road and started laughing

I AM BACK!!

*clears throat* I don't know how to do this, I just hope you understand. *looks at written piece* Ermm....I am very sorry for being away for this long, I was caught in the xmas/new year/ subsidy/ strike drama. I have missed this space and everybody here. Special thanks to everybody that checked on me..........(Toin, Che, Priscy, Honeydame, Mstizzle) Thanks for all the messages, wishes and concerns. Shout out to my new followers; I am fully back now and thanks a loooot for following, you guys made me smile. Happy new year to everybody. Let me now  get back to writing great stories for 2012.
Pheww.......that wasn't easy o.lol.
By popular demand, the story for today is BABY MAMA (Part 2).  In case you missed it, the part 1 is here. Enjoy.
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I remember clearly too the first day I went to a grown man’s house alone. I dragged my legs on the road. I stopped and starred into space and continued again. I’m sure people who saw me that day would have thought I was going mad. Maybe I was, it was a hard decision. Uncle Jo had told me not to do it when he dropped me off yesterday, he said he would explain to Mum and Dad but I had said no. Its better this way, how do I start explaining to my parents that I don’t even know the name of the boy I am pregnant for? Yeah, it was Tessie's birthday party and as my best friend, Mum had allowed me to sleepover. Tessie’s brother came home with a lot of friends for the party and they kept daring us to drink. I said no, bearing in mind Mum’s stern warning about the dangers of drinking alcohol but I gave in latter, when I saw Tessie didn’t die after two bottles.

He said his name way Paul, Peter, Peace.....I really cant remember but there was a “P” somewhere, all I remember is that he said my body was sweet like honey and I followed him to the bathroom. I can’t even remember what the sex was like; it was over in one minute after which he gave me two tablets. I hate pills so I threw them in the toilet and flushed.

Uncle Jo had threatened to tell my parents if I went through with it but luckily, he had gotten an urgent call from his family to come over. It would all be over before he comes back.

BABY MAMA

I remember clearly the first time I went to the hospital alone. I stood for a good ten minutes at the gate before I went in. I was scared. So scared. I was biting my nails and looking down. I had insisted Momma shouldn’t come with me. My reason was that I was big enough to take care of myself; after all, I was sixteen…or will be on my next birthday. I had also insisted not to go to Uncle Jo’s hospital. Uncle Jo was my Dad’s friend and has been our family doctor since I can remember.

I had to wait in a long queue to take the card and I had to sit after then to wait for my turn. I looked around……..I saw mothers, old men, old women, nurses…………..they were all so comfortable. I didn’t see any sixteen year old girl.

“Miss Clarisse?”

“Yes Ma”

“Your turn”

I bit my lower lip, straightened my skirt and followed the nurse.

The doctor was busy writing when I entered. The nurse motioned me to sit and closed the door.

The doctor finally looked at me.

“Clarisse”

“What?”

“Are you not Clarisse?”

“Oh yes”

“And you are 18?”

I nodded

He stared at me for some minutes, like he was trying to make up his mind about something.

“So what is wrong with you?”

“I have been……..”

Somebody knocked

“Come in”

It was Uncle Jo. Appears he knows the other doctor that’s off duty. He chose to sit down a little before leaving.

“Baby, are you alright?”

Uncle Jo calls me “baby”. I just nodded and smiled. The doctor looked at me and motioned me to continue.

“I have been having serious menstrual pain lately”

He asked me some questions, prescribed some drugs and I left the office. I was waiting at the pharmacy when Uncle Jo passed. I stood up and ran back to the doctor’s office. I didn’t wait for his “come in”. I entered and stood there till he looked up.

 “I think I’m pregnant”

He gave me that look again, the screening look.

“You think or you are?”

I hesitated

“I am pregnant”

He started writing again. After standing there for 2minutes without him saying anything to me I decided to leave. He gave me the paper then.

“Be there 9am tomorrow…………..with N5, 000”

I nodded and left the office. I didn’t even wait at the pharmacy for drugs. I just walked out.

Uncle Jo was leaning against his car, waiting for me.

“Linda, are you pregnant?”

I was pretending I didn’t hear him

“Linda, you used a fake name, fake age, fake address……………does your mom even know why you’re here?”

I broke down

“Im sorry uncle Jo. I don’t know……………..I don’t know what to do…………..please don’t tell mum”

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