Passionate Heart

One Wrong Step

Every month, Noble and bright send me huge amount of money, I didn't bother renting a house because I was kinda scared of staying all by myself. So I continued staying at George's house, nobody asked me to leave and they all treated me well so I stayed back.

I got admission to study Theatre Arts in the the University. I don't move into the hostels or any lodge, instead I went from George's house because it wasn't too dar from the School.

This very day was a lecture free day so I stayed back at home for o call George's house home.

I was going through my diary and reminiscing about sweet past memories. I stumbled into four pictures in my diary, it was some pictures I took with my parents, when we went for an outing. The pictures brought back painful memories and I started missing my parents. I put my diary back to its normal place yet I couldn't stop thinking about the picture, and thinking about it makes me sad.

I remembered the doctor told me to stay away from things that will stress my ming and got scared as I didn't want to go depressed and land in the psychiatric hospital again.

So I started looking for ways to distract myself.

I brought out my mp3 and played hip pops on it and I placed my video recorder on my wardrobe as I want to be videoing myself as I danced.

I loved dancing so I danced, I danced and laughed. I danced till I felt thirsty so I went to the fridge and poured for myself a glass of wine, I sipped it and kept the rest on a nearby stool and continued dancing. After some minutes will go and take a sip, refill the glass and continue dancing.

I continued doing so until I saw someone walk in from the corner of my eyes, I saw it was George but I did not stop instead I dancing and twerked harder. I continued dancing and sipping the juice but then I felt dizzy and fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't know what happened while I slept but I knew something was happening while I was sleeping but couldn't fix it until after some hours I woke up and sat up.

My legs trembled greatly and I had to sit down, then I looked at the bed and saw blood stains, I saw same down my laps and feet and my heart skipped. I checked myself to discover that I had been r***d but by who?

I remembered my video recorder on my wardrobe, I went I brought it and played it to discover that George had drugged my wine and r***d me.

I cried why would George r**e a virgin but didn't he seek my consent, why did he use such cheap tricks.

I put the video recorder in my handbag and sat in the bed thinking, I was not crying out, I was instead crying in my heart, I was bleeding in my heart.

Just then the door opened and George walked in tying a towel round his waist, he had showered in my bathroom, which was unlike him. He looked happy as he came and sat beside me trying to charm me with his smiles

My love, he said patting my back

you look unhappy

I looked at him and wondered when I became his love, his normal name for me was baby.

I didn't day a word I just stood up, took my towel from the drawer and went to bath.

When I came back I wore my clothes, took my handbag and left silently.

George sat there immobile, he was still there when I finished bathing and was there as I dressed up and left, it seemed he was wondering what I was up to, I thought he was going to stop me from going but luckily, he didn't.

I charged in with policemen hours later and got George arrested. Then I packed my luggage and moved into a school lodge with immediate effect.

Few months later, we went to court, I had my proof so it wasn't just a claim, my brothers begged me to close the case to protect my reputation, but I didn't give a damn.

George didn't even try to defend himself, I thought he was going to claim I seduced him with my dancing steps because their lawyer argued that I was living in their house but he didn't, he rather pleaded guilty.

My siblings backed me up when they saw I want going to listen to them, I had their support, they were rich and influential like George's parents so no shaking.

Mrs Graz, tried to talk to me, together with Anaesthesia, they pleaded with me that George was their only son but I paid deaf eyes. What annoyed me was that they didn't see what George did as an offence, they saw it as a normal thing but to me my consent meant a lot so I didn't drop the charge.

The court found George guilty of the charge and sentenced him to twenty one (21) years imprisonment. I can only remember the look George gave me when the police men were dragging him away, the look of pain, of pity,the look that suddenly made me feel guilty, guilty of what I don't know but I comforted myself, after all he didn't apologize about what happened, he never even mentioned the matter in his discussions with me while he was in prison and whenever I brought it up, he looked away.