One Wrong Turn

Episode 6

I must have been in the room for close to two hours, lost in my own thoughts. I wasn’t crying anymore. A blank stare registered on my face.

My door flew open suddenly, the sound of the door knob slapping the opposite wall jolted me back to reality. I must have been so carried away, I didn’t notice she had returned from work.

She hasn’t undressed at all, she was still wearing her white three piece suit and trousers. It was her uniform She is a nurse, who runs her own maternity somewhere in the heart of Benin city.

Her presence brought about another round of tears. I actually thought she was going to pet me, or at least listen to anything i had to say.
But the look on her face told a different story. It was a look of indignation and outright disappointment. She stood there looking at me for a few seconds before she finally spoke

“so you have started sleeping with those small small boys in church abi?”

“Mummy i did not…..”

“shut up”

“it wasn’t……. ”

“Keep quite, i said! Now tell me, how long have you been sleeping with him?”

“Mummy, it’s a lie, i didn’t sleep with anyone, i have not done it before I’m a virgin, i swear….i replied, crying, hoping my tears would convince her.

“hmmm, we will see about that, I’m coming” she said, as she walked away from my room.

I stayed on my bed, confused, and wondering what my mum was up to. I couldn’t tell if she believed me or not. At least she hasn’t added to my father’s torture,……yet.

Twenty minutes passed, i must have been falling asleep when my door flew open again.
My mum was back. She had taken off her uniform. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts.
She was clutching on to a pair of surgical gloves. Gently, she locked the door, and began to wear the gloves.

A lot ran through my mind. Why did she lock my door? What does she need surgical gloves for? Today was the day all my affection for my mum
died!