Broken

First Session

I knew the memory of last night would haunt me real bad.

The next day, I couldn't face Sebastian nor his parents because I was full with utmost shame. I didn't wait for dinner to be ready before dashing out of their mansion. I rushed home and needed someone to talk about what happened urgently with, I had no smartphone not even a bursen phone. I had to bear it till the next 72 hours. This was great torture as my mind kept going back to what transpired between Sebastian and I.

Finally, I got to meet Rebecca in school and she was entirely so busy. She pleaded we extended the discussion till school over. Why does she have to be busy of all days today. I did my best in dodging from Sebastian but something was awkward he didn't come to see me neither did he say hi to me during the break period. I overlooked it and waited till school was over. Fortunately for me, I was going home alone so I followed Rebecca to her house to have a proper talk. I called my mom with her phone pleading that I'll be home late today as, I'll be studying with a classmate for a test. I was never having any test any time sooner, I just used it as an excuse to talk with Rebecca.

"I slept with my boyfriend" I said as we sat down on her bed. Her next question surprised me.

"Boyfriend A or Boyfriend B" she asked to be more clear. I understood but why boyfriend A and B I was only dating one person.

"Boyfriend A" I replied.

I narrated all that happened, she encouraged me to stay strong.

"I'll call my elder sister now. I'm beyond this, she'll give you proper advice on what to do. Give me a sec" she said as she stretched her hand to get her pillow from under her pillow.

"Hello sis, there's something urgent now, please just come to the house I'll explain. Please fast" she hung up the phone.

Few minutes later, her sister Lalisa walked in. We welcomed her and Rebecca explained my situation to her. She turned her to me and gave me an intense education on s*x since my parents thought I wasn't of age to know.

" Well, guys can be funny. Since you said you don't have quality education on s*x, I'll be telling you what you should know. I'm twenty and I'm well experienced in stuffs like this. I've dated like four guys since I was fourteen. I won't want to say my story in detail but I think your so called boyfriend doesn't love you at all. From the angle I see things, your in love with Andrew and I guess he'll be your First Love. I just want you to be careful around this guys. All things being equal, if you break up with Sebastian, definitely you'll go for Andrew if his still single.You meet a nice gentleman today who ticks all the box of the kind of guy you would love to be with. He asks you out and because you are madly in love with him, you say yes. You have your standard and would like the relationship to grind slowly but somehow you lose your head and let yourself go. You have s*x with this gentleman and the next day, his attitude towards the relationship takes a nose dive. He doesn’t call like he used to. He hardly texts you and takes a lot of persuasions before he comes around to see you. The signs become very clear that this guy is no more interested in the relationship but why should that happen just after the s*x? Soon, he leaves you without any reason" she spoke with a whole lot of wisdom. Truly she was experienced

"So why do guys change and eventually leave after s*x?" I asked. I was more curious to know if Sebastian would leave me because I've also started having feelings for him after the s*x.

"That's just how they are. That gender is very confused. The fact is that if Sebastian truly loves you, it wouldn't stop him from dating you. And if Andrew loves you, he'll try his best to find out if you made out with Sebastian." She replied

It was getting to 5pm, I had to start going home because it was an hour drive from Rebaccas'. On my way home, I was satisfied at least, I've shared my pain with someone matured. I walked through my street happier than ever, not knowing something worse was awaiting me at home.

I got home, was welcomed warmly unlike before. I didn't see the danger coming. We had our family dinner and my father played with me while we ate. I finished eating, packed the dishes and went to wash them up.

"My daughter leave that to your younger brother. Just come and help me with something in my room" my mom said in a light voice.

I was so happy as I walked into my parents room. My mom waited for me to enter and my dad signalled her to leave. She left and my dad stood up and locked the door. I didn't get why my dad was locking the door.

"Olivia you told your mom you'll be going to Rebecca's house after school for study right?" He asked in a more deeper tone.

"Yes father I went to study there" I bodly replied him as I had already planned a bunch of lies if I was asked any question.

"What subject and topic did you study. I'll also like to see where you wrote down your personal summary" My father asked standing up to pick his four flexible cane rapped in sellotape.

"Okay dad, let me go get my bag it's..." I couldn't even finish before my dad interrupted

"Shut up, your bag is here. Go to the end of the bed raise the wrapper you'll see and bring it here fast don't waste my time" my dad spoke like a lion ready to devour it's prey.

"Yes sir" I stammered as tears rolled down my eyes. I'm going to get cut. I wasn't this prepared I thought he'll ask me few questions and I'll answer then he'll let me go.

I brought the bag to his front and couldn't show him anything as evidence of study. He tied my legs and hands, making me lie horizontal. He unlocked the door and went to get pepper and hot water. Regardless I was a girl, he raised my mini gown and rubbed pepper on my raw bottom. He took a towel, damned it in the hot water and rubbed it around my bottom. He flogged hell out of me. He kept flogging until my mom broke the door and pleaded on my behalf. My mom untied me and I quickly ran to my room and locked the door. I cried so much, my skin was burning and I couldn't sit. This wasn't ordinary, even though my dad was angry about the fact I lied, he wouldn't have tortured me this much. I thought my father would tell me to take a day off, but by 4pm he had already woken me up to get ready for school.