Father, Pleaaseee!

THE FOBBIDEN KISS

ADEN

It is getting late and Aurora isn’t here yet. Just how long was her walk going to take? This girl literally finds pleasure in pushing my buttons. I know what happened of late especially today has been a series of disasters. Being the softhearted as she is it must have hit her hard. I wish I could do something to ease her heartbreak, but the truth is I don’t know where to begin. Normally consoling people comes naturally to me. Somehow, I know just the right thing to say and when, but Aurora is a totally different case. When it comes to her my mind is always jumbled up. Usually I end up speechless looking like an i***t. At first, I was worried that my emotions are messed up but then I know its because I’m her guardian. With nowhere to go and someone to turn to I’m her only hope. A responsibility like that must be accompanied with its own sentiments. I need to go look for her. Maybe she is in trouble. The guests in the house are safe and comfortable anyway. I’m sure they can manage without me for an hour or two.

Grabbing a torch, I made my way to the door silently praying for her safety. It was already dark and knowing Aurora she would have been safely tucked in at home by now. She is not the irresponsible kind either. I now I have been busy of late but she still always made sure to keep me updated on her whereabouts. To dampen matters even further, she forgot to carry her mobile phone. I should have never left her alone. Even when she refused my company, I should have insisted or followed her regardless. Problem is at that time I thought giving her space was the wise decision. This was truly irresponsible of me. 

The night was too quiet for my liking not even creaks could be heard. Today I’m ready to break my principles. What good are they if they cannot guide one towards the right direction? I will scold her when she gets home tonight. She seems to think she has too much leeway to play around with. If she has even a scratch on her body, I don’t know what I will do. Great, just great. Can’t disasters just come in shifts? I hate it when they come in pairs. I know every being to animals has a par but disaster? Get a life you stink. The torch has just switched off. Its been a while since I’ve charged it and honestly it lasted longer than I thought it would. But still couldn’t it hold on for a little bit more. I don’t know whether to laugh at my situation or cry. When I get back home first thing, I’m doing is charging this damn disgrace. Wait a minute. Aurora’s scold comes first then the torch.

Thuds could be heard from a distance coming my way. Judging from how heavy their ground impact was I knew without a doubt it was a man. Were we getting new person in need? I swear I have no problem if only I could shoulder the weight of the world. But no. Truth of the matter is we were barely surviving, and I don’t know how long we could last. Those who were well enough had already left providing us with a bit of relief. Still a considerable number are left. All being wither injured or too old. The food Adam sent is on its way but considering the damage the floods had caused the roads the earliest it could arrive is in three days’ time and that’s if the driver makes no stops even for a leak. I can’t throw people out. I want to help them. Uncle has refused to reinstate my cards bot that they will help much considering I have no place to buy food from. The wealthy villagers wanted nothing to do with donations or even food selling. They had gone to preservation mode.

‘Who is there?’ I asked – no answer. ‘Hello, do you need help?’ no answer. The footsteps were nearing and yet the answer I got was silence. Maybe the person is deaf, so they didn’t hear or maybe they are dumb. Either way I had to let them get close enough for me to asses. If it’s truly a guest, then I will have to usher him in. I hope Aurora will also make it back home soon because I can’t ignore one for the other. I will just have to attend to the one in my reach. Then again there have been cases of theft in the village of late. Some people felt taking hope is as equal as accepting charity which is beneath their standards and so have been attacking homes stealing food and clothing. If this man is one of them then the people in the house are in danger. The only one standing in the midst is me. I will have to protect the home. I can’t attack because I might end up hurting an innocent. I can’t stand still because I may end up risking a lot of lives. The person isn’t answering so we can’t even use a cordial conversation to sort everything out. Just what should I do? I hate dilemmas. Should I sacrifice one o save many? No. In the Almighty’s eyes every life is precious. What should I do? Unless a miracle, whichever way I look at it my hands will be soiled with blood. Something I vowed not to do again even if it’s by accident.

Stuck in between a rock and a hard place, I was truly scared when the person startled me. My mind even didn’t have enough time to comprehend the situation my body went into a full defense mode. I think what my reflex was going for was a fist to the face nut thanks to a tiny rock that tipped me I ended up falling on my attacker and as a reward giving him a kiss. I’m no saint. I’ve done things that are considered horrendous. I’ve been through it all. From a thief, to a playboy, to a to be murderer to now a future priest. One thing I have never tried and was a virgin in was having any intimacy with a fellow man. Just the thought of it made me want to crawl out of my skin. I respect my fellow men who play for their own team, but I just can’t even comprehend it.

Wait a minute, two soft round cups pricked my chest, the lips are too soft to belong to a man. My hand traced the body for confirmation. It was a woman alright. A much-welcomed relief washed over me but then it lasted for a second. I quickly lifted my body from her and rolled to the other side. What have I just done? The kiss might be accidental, but I practically molested the poor woman just to escape my fears. And worse of it all is that even in the darkness I could tell whose body it belonged to. Since the incidence of the towel a few days back its been hard to miss her every move or presence. Even with how busy the days have been; my thoughts were still clouded with that ecstatic - sinful vision. I can’t wait till I move to the seminary and get my head together. Aurora, Aurora you might be the devils incarnate sent to lure me to doom. 

‘Took you long enough. Where were you?’

‘Out for a walk. Can we maybe have this conversation inside? I can’t breathe.’

‘Okay Aurora but you are not getting out of this one so easily,’

‘Fine. I wasn’t planning on it anyway,’ she responded a little too quickly for my liking. I have gotten used to her answers by now. Something was defiantly wrong. I hope she is not hurt. ‘Can I hold your hand? I need to know that you are real. That I’m safe.’

She didn’t need to beg or persuade me father. Instead of her hand I held her closely to me as if offering protection for what might have happened when I was not beside her. I don’t think I will forgive myself if she is hurt. I pray it’s just the darkness that has rattled her. It might be a nightmare to her but better that than a harsh reality. That will only mess her up more.