I PROMISE, IT'S NOT ME !

I DIDN'T MEAN TO🙏

It was no longer news that I had accepted to date Ken, everyone admired me because I they believed I had hit the jackpot. So many people wanted to be friends with me , but Ken advised me to not give them so much access to me. Cole seemed satisfied when I broke the news to him , but began to distance himself from me after a few weeks, we went everywhere together, we used to do everything together before I began to date Ken, but now, Cole avoided me constantly as if I had a plague, I felt bad about this and cried myself to sleep most nights. But Ken's comforting voice would always soothe me to sleep. He wasn't aware of the situation, he never knew that Cole had feelings for me, Cole tried as much as possible to hide his feelings but it still showed. Just like the day we were at the painting room, my hands had slipped and my bottle of paint spilled on the floor. He rushed to my space and assisted me in cleaning my apron, he even gave me his own apron and paint bottle, I saw Ken looking at us, he bowed his head while painting but he saw Cole and slightly bowed his head . I suspected that the two boys had confronted each other because of me, I began to feel bad. Ken had been buying me lots of things, he got us a matching bracelets, phone pouch, matching school shoes, he brought me chocolate almost everyday, he is really a sweet boy. I finally resolved to come over to his home after we received my mother's blessings. My mother liked Ken, "he is a gentleman" she would always say.

I brought out my sunflower dress, the yellow one Father gifted me before he passed away, I matched it with a pair of black shoes, I did my edges and sprayed my perfume. I applied my lip gloss and stood at the mirror looking like an angel. "Mummy, I'm gone!" I said and walked out with my yellow handbag, Ken gave me that bag the next day after the agreed to date him. I remembered Ken talk about his parents considering coming together as one, they were making peace with each other, his mother was at home so I prepared myself to meet his mother and father at the same time. I got to his house in less than thirty minutes, I took the bus. "Cindy! I'm happy to see you" he exclaimed on sighting me at the door, he gave me a warm hug and showed me the way in. "Hi dear, you must be Cindy, Ken has told me so much about you" His mother said with a South African accent. I blushed and responded with "Yes, I am Cindy". She extended her arms for a warm hug and whispered into my ears "My boy really loves you" . I chuckled and Ken looked at us suspiciously. His father was out on a business trip, I didn't get to meet him. I was escorted by Ken to the dining table and we were served by the maids. We ate while discussing about a lot of things, we talked about graduation, about college, about our hobbies, about the future. I could tell that his mother liked me, I also felt comfortable with her.

We finished eating and sat at the sitting room to see the movie "My life with the Walter Boys" . "Do you want to see my room? I want to show you my room Cindy , let's go" he said and I followed him. I got to his room, it was a typical boy's room, he had posters of wrestlers on his walls, a painting was on the left corner of the room, I saw his baby picture which was in a frame, he had tons of books arranged on his shelf. I picked a book that had an interesting cover page, I sat down on his couch to look at it. He picked up his manual camera and asked for a picture, he took a picture of us and gave me a copy . He saw me looking at his piano and asked me; "Do you know how to play?" I told him that I didn't know how to and he told me to sit so he could teach me, I gladly agreed, I mean no knowledge is a waste. I sat down beside him on the stool and he held my fingers showing me where to place each one. I looked at him, he was sweeping me off my feet I soon lost focus and fixed my gaze on him. "Why are you looking at me like I'm your boyfriend?" He said in sarcasm laughing loudly. "Of course, you are" I laughed hitting him with a pillow. "You know Cindy, I want to do music, I really want to but my father won't let me" He said in a confiding tone. "Your father knows what's best for you, he wants you to take over his business" I said trying to comfort him. He looked at me and we kissed, he unzipped my dress and whispered into my ears "Do you want us to do this?" I nodded and allowed him take off my dress, he looked at me and said "Baby I love you, but please we have to use protection" I laughed loudly and agreed with him. "It's my first time" I told him. "I'll be gentle on you, Cindy please tell me when to stop, of you're in pains please let me know, if you want more time, I'll wait" he said zipping my dress back. "Ken, I am ready" I responded giving him permission to have his way. He switched on his music player, he played "uptown girl" by Westlife. He made sure his door was properly locked and my heart was skipping. He came back to me and led me to his bed. He kissed me on the neck and I began to feel hot, the AC was on anyway. He unzipped my dress again and calmly ran his fingers through my body. I pulled him closer and his strong cologne hit my nose, he smelled so good. I pulled off his clothes and he undressed me, we both were now in a state of undress. He laid my back on his bed and laid on me. I moaned as he went all over my body, I felt a sharp pain on my waist, I was having pleasure but the pain was still there, I couldn't explain the feeling I was experiencing, Ken seemed to be having fun on my body, he looked at me and saw tears in my eyes, I didn't know why I was tearing out.

"Babe, I'm sorry, I am so sorry, I should have been easy on you" He said as he removed his body from mine. He laid on the bed, next to me and cuddled me. I couldn't say a word, I was just shivering. "Cindy, please tell talk to me, I'm sorry" he said in a very bothered tone. I was still crying and I noticed he was putting on his clothes. The next thing, I saw him kneeling on the floor begging. "My love, please stop crying, I'm so for not going easy on you, I just took away your virginity and I'm sorry about that, I'll never ever leave you, I'll be with you forever. Please forgive me, stop crying " he said wiping my tears . I felt better and smiled. "I felt pleasure " I responded and put my clothes back on. He now escorted me to the bus station. "Cindy, sincerely speaking, I had no intention of leading you to my bed, my plan was to show you around my room, I lost control of myself, I am extremely sorry about that " He said on my way going back home. I nodded without saying a word.