Strong Emotions - Episode 21

 

“You are pregnant but I don’t think it’s as a result of this r*pe incidence because from the results of all the tests we conducted, the pregnancy is a month old.”The doctor looked at me confused, I was expecting this type of news and so I wasn’t shocked, I know the pregnancy was as a result of the S*xual encounter we had before the r*pe scene. I nodded slowly and wiped the tears flowing down my eyes, I have to be strong, I will surely overcome it.

“Calm down, you will be alright . Are you ready for a baby right now? And is it from that..man.” he asked slowly , careful not to call him a rapist so as not to hurt me if he was truly the one responsible. I looked at him and gave a positive nod, the doctor looked aware disappointed.

“I will keep the baby.”I said. Keeping the baby was the only option I have, no I can’t afford to lose this baby not after the first one which I lost through the miscarriage I had and who knows whether this will be the only child I could have.

“If you need to talk to a counselor or a…” ”Doctor I’m okay, I don’t need to talk to anyone.” I replied almost with a scream. The doctor stared at me trying to figure why I was being aggressive, he adjusted his glasses and sigh

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. ”Alright, this is the prescription note for the drug you need to use, go to the pharmacy section and get them. You will keep coming here for checkups until your delivery date.” He said calmly. I collected the short note and gave him a weak smile.

“Thanks doctor.” I opened the door to see Miss Carole who was seated at the reception, she looked so adorable in her green and yellow jumpsuit, a white sleeve and white shoes to match. Her straight hair swerve from right to left as she stood up in a jiffy when she saw me.

“Are you okay? What did the doctor say? Are you….”

“I’m fine Miss Carole.” I interrupted.

“You will be fine dear.”she hugged me so tight that I thought my ribs will break into hers.”Don’t worry, George is not going to go Scott free. He will be hanged soon.”she whispered into my ears, I opened my eyes wide, I shook. That sounds like a good judgement after all he committed suicide and he raped me, with those two offences I wouldn’t expect him not to face the music but the thought that my child will grow up to be a bastard got me worried.

“Let’s go and get something to eat at the cafeteria.” Miss Carole said with a smile, I smiled back in order to hide my feelings.

I looked up from the phone I pretended to be busy with towards the restaurant and I realized it was rainbow restaurant we drove to, my memory flashed back to the moment I had with George before my mum called to announce my father’s death, I could still remember the spot we sat at, the food we ate , what we discussed and the way I trembled when mum dropped the bombshell.

“Let’s go now.” Miss Carole said while she placed her palm on mine taking me out of my reverie. I nodded at her and we both got out of the car. I led her to the spot where I sat with George the last time we visited.

“Have you been here before?.” She asked with her usual smiling face. ”Yes, with George.” I replied trying to look away to cover the shame I had brought upon myself. ”Oh!…” She exclaimed, while she looked at me with pity, trying not to hurt my feelings.

“Let’s order our food before we talk.” She said and beckoned towards a waitress. Within a few seconds, the waitress arrived with a dish of macaroni and cheese. The food smelled nice but got me nauseated, Miss Carole stared and ate her meal slowly while she looked at me as I fumbled with my fork. ”I’m a month pregnant.” I broke the silence, Miss Carole out of shock, got choked with the food and spit most of it out, she dropped her fork and stared at me with eyes wide open.

“Oh my!…a month!. .” she exclaimed with her eyes wide open.

“When did this happen?” ”Before the murder incident.”

“And you will keep the baby?”

“I have no choice but to do so.”

“You will keep the baby of a…” ”I will…” I interrupted.

“Enny!…”

“Let’s end this conversation, I will be fine okay.” ”You are not fine and I’m scared of it getting worse, how do you want to focus on your studies with all these? When knowing fully well that the father of your baby now is a murderer.”

“My baby doesn’t have a father, and don’t refer that murderer to my baby’s father!.” I shouted with rage.

“Calm down Enny…”  she held my palms to calm me down. “The deed had already been done. Everyone has a story to tell, I’m not perfect too Enny, I had gone through a lot when I was young too. I’m a single mother, I got pregnant at age 18 and my boyfriend denied the pregnancy and claimed he wasn’t ready to be a father. Since then I have been been taking care of my child alone, it hasn’t been easy, my parents got disappointed at what I did, my mum had no choice but to support me, . My baby is 6years old now and you know what? the old fool wanted his child but he wouldn’t dare come closer. I told my little girl that his father had died a long time ago because I can’t withstand my little girl going through any trauma but when she is of a more mature age, I will explain everything to her. So you are not alone Enny, we are in this together.” She narrated. I looked at her and thought if Miss Carole could go through this emotional trauma at a younger age and survived it , then why can’t I do the same?

“I’m inspired by your story Carole because it’s similar to mine.”

“Don’t just be only inspired but also try to be strong.”

“What’s your plan now?”

“I don’t know yet but it’s surely go ahead with my studies, give birth to my baby, see to it that George is being sentenced to life in jail.” I replied, Miss Carole heaved a big sigh.

“Okay… that’s a good one. I have got a lawyer for you because you will appear in court as a witness next week.”

“Okay…” I replied silently.

“So where do you intend to stay? Now that your hostel had been locked by the police? I suggest you come and stay with me and I have discussed it with the officer, you won’t be able to go to school until after next week when you must have appeared before the court, I live with my mum and my little daughter, so there is nothing to worry about” I stared at her while I fumbled with my fork, at first I was thinking of moving to Tracy’s house but I might not be able to bear the shame especially when my stomach starts to protrude, they might want to start asking me questions I wouldn’t want to give answers to. I love to live a private life and that’s why I found it so difficult to confide in people or to share my feelings with because I know humans are unpredictable, they might use my words against me but there was one thing I had in Miss Carole which I had never felt towards another person and that was trust. She had a good disposition which was capable of earning people’s trust and I felt it was something she might have learned to sharpened her skills in her profession.

The drive to her apartment which was situated at Adele Crescent took several minutes, a little girl ran towards her and I knew it was her daughter. ”Mum!…” She screamed ecstatically and hugged her mother. I smiled when I remembered mum, I have missed her alot. I looked around the big house and fell in love with it’s structure, the cool and enticing atmosphere and environment and with it’s exterior and interior designs. Yes! This is where I want to be. Miss Carole welcomed me to her home, I felt special as she introduced me to her family. We were at the dining table and about to eat dinner when my phone rang. It was Lara, I hesitated a little but picked her call in order not to look suspicious.

“Hello Enny…what happened to my brother? He hasn’t been picking his calls for the past few days and he told us some weeks ago that the two of you are together. I was surprised when my husband and I saw him on the TV tonight with handcuffs and the headline read “A murderer and a rapist got arrested in attempt to flee from the scene”. What’s happening Enny? Is it…true?.” I held the phone to my ear while I cut the soft chicken placed on my plate with a knife and deep a large chunk into my mouth. I didn’t utter a word and I scoffed at the word ‘husband’ , Alfred the good husband. What’s my business with the questions she asked me? And what does she meant by ‘he said you are together’?

“Contact the Canadian police headquarters, I’m not a detective.”I replied and hanged up the call.