Jasmine - Episode 2

 

The next thing I knew was waking up on a strange bed in my underwears.
I rubbed the back of my hands against my eyes and tried to look around the room.
I still felt a bit drowsy and thought it was only a strange dream, until Samuel walked in.
He had no clothes on, save his boxers.
He smiled as he walked towards me.
"How are you my love? How are you feeling now?" He asked and bent towards me.
“Brother Sam…?” I called hesitantly, still trying to comprehend the situation.
"What is happening?”
“I…I…I don’t understand.” I looked around the room again.
“Why am I on your bed? Why am I in your room?”
Samuel walked across the room and sat on a chair; he was still smiling.
“Please explain to me.” My voice was shaky and tears welled up in my eyes.
“Brother Samuel, why am I half-naked?" I quickly drew a large cover cloth around myself as I
realized I was largely uncovered.
I felt ashamed, lost and confused.
When I tried to stand up, my legs were too weak to support my body and I was still feeling dizzy.
I also felt a lot of pain in my lower abdomen and around my pelvis. I was forced to sit back down
on the bed, with my fingers clutched to the cover cloth around my body.
As memories returned to me and the pain in my private parts became more intense, I was washed
with a mix of shame and anger and it all dawned on me.
“B…Bro…Brother Samuel, what have you done?” the tears came slowly down my face.
I didn't need anyone to tell me what had happened

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. Samuel’s mouth curved into a smile as he
looked me over.
"You just gave me the best birthday gift ever; that is what just happened.”
“I have been dreaming of today for a long time…" he shifted his chair nearer and noticed the
tears on my face.
"Please, you don't need to cry dear. I love you so much, and you will always be dear to my
heart.”
The words only made me shed more tears as I realized he had it all planned out.
“I didn't mean to hurt you dear. I want you to be mine and mine alone, you should understand…"
he stretched his hands and tried to clean the tears.
A deep hatred and anger rose within me as his fingers touched me.
"Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands of yours you animal!"I shouted in a loud voice
and slapped his hand away with all the strength I had left.
He moved back and returned to the chair.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you; I did what I did because I love you very much.”
Hearing the word ‘love’ infuriated me the more and I wanted to slap him across the face, but I
lacked the strength to even stand up. Samuel continued his entreaties, “Believe me, Jasmine; this
is by far the best birthday gift you could have ever…"
“Shut up, Please just shut up!” I could barely believe my ears.
“Did I just hear you say a birthday gift?!” I exploded in fury. “You took away my pride and
honor forcefully and you call it a gift...? I can't believe this!" Words failed me and I sobbed.
“I pray God punish you for what you have done to me” I started crying again.
I wanted to remain strong and maintain a brave face but my strength failed me. And the pain was
unbearable.
“Please can you leave the room and allow me dress up? Please?”
I was too ashamed to have him see any part of my body. I was even ashamed to have him look at
my face. He stood up and looked at me, “Jasmine, I love you, I…”
“Please! Can you just allow me dress?!” I didn’t want to hear his voice ever again or see his face.
He walked slowly towards the door and went out. I sat up on the bed and was in deep thought for
some minutes as I tried to gather my strength.
"I curse the day I met this animal” I muttered as I gathered my clothes.
“I wish I never came to this room”
“This is all my fault; I am very stupid." I blamed myself.
When I was done collecting my cloths, I dressed up and managed to stand up. I can’t explain
how I got to my room that night; I felt the whole world crumbling upon me. I didn’t see
Samuel’s face again till I left his hostel that evening. I couldn't walk without staggering. The
effect of the drug Samuel used on me took sometime before it wore off. As I walked to my
hostel, I couldn't control my tears. I couldn't believe I lost my virginity on a platter of deceit and
rape.
“What should I do, who can I talk to?” I was so confused, “Should I talk to my mum?”
I was still thinking when my phone rang.
“I hope it is not that useless animal.” Thankfully, it was not Samuel.
It was my mum calling. We had not spoken throughout that day and my parents always made
sure they checked on me daily. I considered not picking the call; I wasn’t sure I could speak to
my mother without breaking down into tears.
When I finally picked, I couldn’t say ‘Hello’.
"Hello dear. How are you today? Hope you are alright?" My mom spoke first.
"Yes mum." I tried to speak past the lump in my throat.
"Your voice sounds very low. Are you sure you are okay?”
I couldn’t respond as I didn’t want to lie to my mom.
“I have had this feeling that something was wrong with you all day.” I was glad she continued.
“But I have prayed for you dear".
"I am just a little tired; we had a long practical today." I was finally able to respond.
"Alright, my dear. Please make sure you rest and eat well. I hope you saw the alert of the money
I sent to you this morning?”
"Oh! Sorry mum. I was too busy to call when I saw it.”
“Thanks mum, help me to greet daddy too"
"He is also sending his greetings to you. Please stay safe and remember you can always tell me
anything, if you need to talk to someone okay?" She tried to assure me.
"Alright mum, have a wonderful night rest."
"You too dear, we love you."
"I love you too" I replied and heard a beep as the call ended.
Minutes after the call ended, I still held on to the phone and pondered.
I wondered why my mum would call at that same moment when I was feeling so heartbroken
and pained.
“Should I tell her what happened to me, will she believe me?”
I thought about telling her but I didn’t know where to begin.
“My mum will be too shocked and disappointed in me, and my dad will blame me for
everything.”
“What happened to me is too shameful to be shared with someone; I will just handle it myself.”
I walked into my hostel and decided to keep everything that had happened between Samuel and
I to myself.
Before entering my room, I branched to the restroom, washed my face and tried pretending
nothing happened. I smiled to my reflection in the large mirror placed on the wall of the restroom
but my smile was hollow and shallow, I couldn’t deceive myself. I entered my room and briefly
greeted my roommates. I hurriedly went to my bed and lied on it, covering myself with duvet
from head to toe.
I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. Memories of what happened earlier in the day came
rushing back into my head as I tried to block them out. Images of Samuel having his way with
me without my consent flooded my mind and it wouldn’t stop, no matter how I tried to think of
other better times.
When one of my roommates asked if I was fine, I fell silent, mumbled a ‘Yes’ and told her I was
feeling a little bit down. I held a pillow against my mouth and muffled my soft cries.
About ten minutes later, my best friend, Kemi who lived next door came to visit me. I always
stopped at her room to talk about how the day went for both of us; but that day, when she saw I
didn’t show up, she came calling. When I heard her voice, I pretended to be asleep and stilled
myself. She tried to wake me up but my roommate told her I wouldn’t want to be disturbed since
I was not feeling well.
Kemi felt my body with the back her of hands and prayed for me before she left. Throughout the
night, all I could do was cry and wish the day can be reset to how it was in the morning.
I still cannot find words to express how I felt when I woke up the next morning and realized
everything really happened. The reality slowly dawned on me that I would have to live the rest of
my life with such shame and hurt. The previous night was the longest I ever had. I couldn’t sleep
till dawn.
My pillow was soaked with tears and I wished I could just drown in my own tears. My nostrils
were blocked with phlegm from too much crying. I stayed awake and covered in my bed until I
was certain all my roommates had left for class. Kemi came to check on me before she left for
class. But I still couldn’t bring myself to speak with her. Going to class was the last thing I had
on my mind.
I just wished I could cease to exist. The pain in my abdomen had alleviated but the one in my
heart seemed too heavy to bear.
When everyone in my room had left and the hostel became fairly silent, I gathered some
strength, took my bath and drank a cup of water. As I placed the cup in my mouth, I was
painfully reminded of the water I drank in Samuel’s room. The memory brought a question with
it.
“Did he inject the bottle of water or was the drug in the cup already? I asked myself.
Many other questions clouded my mind but I had answer to none. I considered my future and
thought about ending my life. But the thought disappeared as quickly as it came.
“God forbid!” I shouted aloud though alone.
When I had the strength and courage to look at my phone, I found out it was off already; the
battery must have been too low. I remembered putting it on ‘Silence’ before i lied down the
previous night.
When I plugged it and switched it on, I saw one missed call from my dad and five from Samuel.
“Why is this idiot calling me again? Hasn’t he done enough already?”
I didn’t have the courage to call my dad back so I closed the ‘Call Log’. It was only then I saw a
text Samuel had sent the previous night.
I opened it and was filled with renewed anger when I read it.
“Jasmine, I am very sorry for yesterday. I don’t know what came over me. I just called to check
on you. Can we see today after fellowship?” The message read.
“Is this guy completely out of his mind, why will I want to see him today or any other day for
that matter?!” I said aloud.
I hoped to never set my eyes on him again, but I knew that wouldn’t be possible since we
attended same fellowship. I briefly considered changing my fellowship just to avoid seeing his
face ever again.
“And this rapist will stand and teach Bible study as if he is born again.” I shook my head in selfpity.
“May God deliver us from deceivers in the church of God calling themselves Christians.”
“God, why?” tears came quickly to my eyes.
“But you felt the nudge not to visit him.” A spirit reminded me.
“But you were not sensitive enough to the leading of the Holy Spirit.” I sobbed as I realized my
folly.
“I am to blame.” I whispered.
“But still, God why did you allow this happen to me?” I questioned the Almighty God. “You
should have stopped me by all means…”
“Why? God! Why me Lord?” I bent my back and covered my face with my hands as I cried.
I couldn’t eat throughout the morning. I was very hungry but I had no appetite for food.
The day went faster than I thought it would. And by late afternoon, Kemi visited again. She came
straight from class without dropping her bag and books to check on me. She was more like a
sister than a friend.
“Jasmine!” She called loudly as she saw me seated on my bed. “You are a very terrible friend;
you couldn’t even call or text me that you weren’t feeling fine yesterday”
I managed a smile and stood to hug her.
“I’m so sorry my dear; everything happened so fast”.
“So fast that you couldn’t text me” she wasn’t going to let it go easily.
“I am so sorry. I won’t do that again.” I apologized again.
“You better don’t. Or else I will ‘divorce’ you as my friend” she threatened and it made me
laugh.
It was the first laughter that came from my mouth since the previous day.
“So how are you feeling now? Have you taken your drugs?” she asked anxiously.
“Yes I am better, you don’t need to worry” I replied, trying to calm her down.
“I am very relieved to hear that“. She said and hugged me.
When we sat back down, she looked closely at my face and frowned.
“But your face is all swollen and your eyes are red too, are you sure you are fine?” she asked
again.
I thought about telling her but I couldn’t find the courage.
“I am okay dear” I said, trying to look away and put on a smile.
“So what happened in class today” I changed the subject.
“Nothing much; just the usual, but almost everyone asked after you. Even Professor Chidi and
some other lecturer noticed your absence” she replied.
“Really, that is so nice of them” I said excitedly.
“What do you expect? You know you are Miss popular coupled with the fact that you are the
best student, it is just normal that everyone will notice your absence, and you know you seldom
miss classes too” she said.
“Yes you are right. I will probably be in class tomorrow“.
“Proba-what?! You must be in class tomorrow! I missed you so much; today was so boring and
long without you. In fact, I will be coming to drag you to class early tomorrow morning whether
you like it or not!” she frowned.
“Okay, okay… I will come. No need of dragging me; Madam Iron lady” I said and she laughed.
“Better! It’s almost time for bible study let me go and freshen up so we can go together.” she
said as she picked her belongings and stood up.
“I am not going today” I said firmly.
“Why? You love the Bible Study so much, why would you want to stay alone in the room rather
than be in God’s presence? See, you have rested enough; don’t be lazy. We are going together.”
“I think I need to rest more, am still feeling weak; unless you don’t want me to go to class
tomorrow.” I said, trying to threaten her
“If you like don’t go to class tomorrow, I don’t care, but we are going to fellowship together.”
She tried to convince me.
“Have you forgotten that today is General Bible Study? It’s your favorite teacher, Brother
Samuel“.
As soon as the sound of the name entered my ears, I became sick to the stomach and my mood
changed instantly.
I thought I was beginning to forget the shame and sorrow, but Kemi reminded me unknowingly
by mentioning Samuel’s name.
“Kemi, please go and prepare for bible study; don’t be late because of me“.
I was more resolute and I stood up to usher her out.
“Okay, I will check on you before I go in case you change your mind.”
Kemi left for her room and came back few minutes after to call me but I pretended not to hear
her numerous knocks. I didn’t wish to ever see Samuel again, not to talk of sitting under his
ministration. “God forbid.” I spoke into the silence of my room.
After one week had passed, I was feeling very much better but not a day passed by without
thinking about what happened. The constant calls and messages of Samuel didn’t help matters
too. At a point, I had to stop reading his messages; I just deleted them immediately they arrived.
I stopped attending my fellowship’s general Bible Studies; I only attended the ones we had in
different small groups with different teachers. And even when I did, I always tried my best to
avoid Samuel.
After one of those Bible Studies, I got a message from Samuel asking me to wait after the
service. He said he would like to have a word with me. I tried to avoid contact with him
throughout the service and I was successful. The bible study was expository as usual; we
discussed the importance of living a holy life; a life pleasing to God. I left with Kemi
immediately the fellowship ended.
We were walking down to our hostel with three other sisters in my Bible Study, discussing the
topic we just treated when I heard my name.
“JASMINE!”
Surprised, I looked back and saw it was Bro Samuel, and he was walking towards us. I hissed,
turned and continued walking towards the hostel with my friends, who looked confused.
Samuel called again and finally caught up with us.
“Good evening sisters”, he greeted everyone.
“Can I see you for a minute?” he whispered to me, while trying to draw me from the other
sisters.
When we were some feet away from the others, I jerked my arm from him.
“What do you want to see me for?!“ I asked angrily before he could even say a word.
“What do you mean Jasmine? After what happened last week, you know you can’t say ‘No’ to
my proposal. Can you?”
“You must be crazy to think I would want anything to do with you after what happened last
week.”
“I regret the day I met you and I curse the day you were born. My answer is ‘NO’, I can’t marry
a beast like you“! I shouted at him without thinking those around us.
“Did you just say No to my proposal?!“ he shouted back at me.
“Yes! My answer is No.” I returned.
“You don’t know me Jasmine“, he said laughing mysteriously.
“Yes I know you, you are a beast, a liar and a deceiver. “ I spat each word at him and stormed off
before he could even respond or say any other thing.
“Come back here! I’m not done“, he shouted.
I walked away from him as fast as I could and met Kemi waiting for me a distance away. She
was curious to know what we were arguing about.
She already knew about his marriage proposal so I told her we were discussing about the
proposal and that I gave him ‘No’ which he wasn’t willing to accept.
Later that same day, I just finished reading my bible when I remembered the conversation I had
with Samuel.
“What gave him the effrontery to even talk to me like that?” I thought.
“He wasn’t even remorseful about what he did to me and he is still thinking that I would agree to
his marriage proposal.”
“When I am not crazy; even if he is the last man on earth, I still will never marry him.”
I was still in the middle of my thoughts when I heard my phone ring. It was Samuel calling
again.
I hissed and cut the call without picking. He called several times and when he saw I didn’t pick
up, he sent me a WhatsApp message.
It was a picture and when I viewed it, I was shocked to the bones. I zoomed the picture and
looked at it closely.
Behold, it was a picture of me half-naked and asleep.
“OH! MY GOD!” I shouted as I realized Samuel was more heartless than I thought.
“My God! While I am still trying to get the rape out of my mind, I now have to deal with having
a nude picture of myself in the hands of my rapist!”
I became restless and confused.
“Who knows how many of such he has?”
"Oh! What if he even have a video of how he raped me”?!
“Okay, he wouldn’t do that since it would implicate him". I stood up and paced as I considered
thought after thought.
“Why will he send this picture to me now? What is he planning again?”
I thought about calling him or replying the message but I knew if I did call him, or send him a
message, he would know I was scared, and would likely continue to use that fear to torture and
control me.
I also feared he might release the picture if I refuse to call and pretend as if I didn’t get his
message.
I kept thinking; confused about what to do.
I carried my books to read since I had two tests the next day but I couldn’t concentrate. All I
could think about was the picture Samuel sent.