Chapter 7
Precious' P.O.V
After all that tragedy that happened to me in the toilets, I spent a week without attending any of my classes. Josh has been leaving so many text messages on my phone and I have been ignoring him. If it wasn't for Angela and some of her classmates, I would have been totally humiliated that day. After Samantha and her friends stripped me naked and left me on the floor, I cried my lungs out. Luckily, Angela's classmate heard me sobbing and she hurried to get Angela and one of the female lecturers. They came up with a plan to put some clothes on me then the lecturer drove me back home.
Mom was still wondering what really happened to me because I have been refusing to speak to anyone about what happened to me that day in the toilets. I haven't eaten anything in a week, my door has been locked for days now. For some reason, bullying was something I attracted everywhere I went I mean this was just my second day in college but I was already being manhandled by a couple of girls, all for a boy. Angela and my mom were probably tired of knocking on my door, this was the first time something like this happened. I have never locked door on my mom but this time I really had no strength to face her.
I checked my phone and Angela had left a billion voice messages and missed calls, also Joshua had left a few missed calls and text messages. It was on a Saturday and I was now tired of being in my room, so I finally unlocked the door and slowly walked to the kitchen where mom was drinking tea with our neighbor.
"Look who decided to show up," mom said with a smile.
"Good morning, Precious," our neighbor greeted me.
I just waved without a single word coming out of my mouth, the neighbor glanced at my mom and maybe realized that she had to leave.
"I have to leave," she said "those werewolves finished all my chickens, I have to come up with ways to put a stop to this."
That werewolf story again, I couldn't believe that they kept on believing in these werewolf story and still saw nothing wrong with it. The neighbor got up from the chair after finishing her team.
"I will see you later," she said to my mom "bye, Precious."
She walked out of the door as I glanced at her, I then exchanged looks with my mom who was concerned about what really happened to me.
"Sit down," mom said "I want to talk to you."
I pulled a chair and sat down the mom took my hand and squeezed it.
"Talk to me," she said "what happened? Angela tells me that they found you naked in the toilet and your clothes were torn. Who did this to you?"
I just remained quiet and looked away from her. My mom didn't really like forcing me to do anything so she wasn't going to force me to speak up if I wasn't ready.
"Okay listen," she said "I won't force you to speak, but when you are ready to talk my door is always open."
I just nodded still looking away from her and without a word coming out of my mouth.
"Can I make you breakfast?" mom asked.
I nodded; I was really starving. It was not easy to stay the whole week without food and that really worried my mom. My hair was still in racks, and I had bruises on arms and my ribs, the way I looked, you'd swear that I was raped in those toilets. Maybe my mom and everyone who saw me thought so too. As mom was still making me breakfast, I decided to check all the text messages I had received, starting with Joshua.
"Where are you, the lesson is about to start" I read the first text which was followed by a bunch of hi and hey. And then the last text he sent was a paragraph.
"Hey, I don't know where you went that day and you are not returning my texts or taking my calls. The date offer still stands and if you still want to go let me know. I hope you are okay and I miss watching in class. Call me," I read the text.
And then there were Angela's crazy texts but at least there was one serious text, for the first time in our 10-year friendship, Angela actually sent me a serious text message which felt so sincere.
"Friend you terrified me yesterday, when I saw you lying there, I thought you were dead but after I heard sobbing there was a relief in my heart that you're still alive and I realized at that moment that I love you so much dummy. Let's go to the park this weekend, grab our favorite ice cream and chill in our favorite spot. See you Saturday, I love you so much dummy."
I smiled after reading that text, at long last my mom was now seeing my smile.
"Is it a message from your crush?" mom joked.
"No. it's Angela," I replied.
There was a sign of relief on my mom's face after I replied her. She took the plate full of eggs and bacon, she put it in front of me. She then sat beside me.
"Are you going back to school on Monday?" she asked.
"I am not sure," I replied "I will let you know by tomorrow."
The was a knock at the door and my mom went to open it, it was Angela.
"Hello, Mrs. Angela's mom," she greeted my mom.
Mrs. Angela's mom that's what Angela called my mom, that's because she thinks that my mom loves her more than me.
"Hello, Angie," my mom replied.
"Where is she?" Angela asked.
"She's in the kitchen, she eating breakfast," mom replied.
I just glanced at their direction as they were speaking, I realized that this two were actually closer. Angela came and gave me a hug from behind while my mom went to her room.
"Welcome back to the land of the living dummy," she said as she sat beside me.
"You missed me?" I asked jokingly.
"No," she said with a laughter "I got to arrive at school in time for the first time."
We both laughed.
"So where are we going dummy?" I asked.
"I'm taking you out, first the mall then the park," Angela replied.
"Okay let me bath," I said as I got up from the chair.
"Finish your food first," Angela said.
"You finish it up," I replied.
Angela laughed and shook her head. Angela was a great friend one could ask for; she was always there for me when I needed her. I took a quick bath then my mom dropped us off at the mall. Angela and I ran around the mall buying as many clothes we could possibly buy; we even bought some matching outfits. Right now, I felt good and the images of Samantha and her friends terrorizing me, left my head for that moment. After all the shopping and eating in one of our favorite restaurants, we requested an Uber, we told the driver to drop us off at the park. We bought ice cream the we went to chill at our favorite spot where we watched everyone walking around including different couples that passed there holding hands and some kissing. Angela glanced at me and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"When are you going to allow someone's son to break your virginity dummy," she asked.
"Sex is disgusting, I don't see myself doing that thing," I replied.
I believed that sex was only done by people who were mentally disturbed, although sometimes I felt like I really needed to be touched by a boy, get squeezed and kissed, I still felt like sex was something done by people who deserved to be in a mental institute.
"You're 20 years old Precious," Angela said "you need to explore these things, what kind of a human are you who doesn't like sex?"
"It's just so weird and doesn't make sense to me," I replied.
"Do you even get horny?" Angela asked.
I laughed "what kind of a question is that?"
"What kind of a person are you?" she replied "you don't like sex?"
"Okay, dummy," I said "I do get horny, a lot. Possibly every morning and I am curious how sex feels like. But it's disgusting."
Angela rolled her eyes "dummy you're not serious, you are no longer fifteen."
"Alright dummy, tell me about your first time," I replied "maybe I might consider giving up my own virginity."
"Okay remember Tony?" Angela said.
"Which Tony?" I asked.
"The quiet guy, who sat at the backseat in our class." Angela replied.
I gasped "wait, the quiet guy who was always alone? Our first year in high school?"
"Yeah, that one," Angela replied.
"What the f*ck?" I said "I thought you didn't like the guy; how did this happen?"
"We were talking privately me," she laughed "so he invited me over to watch some movies with him so I went to his place."
I couldn't believe what my ears were hearing right now, nobody liked Tony in our class and I never imagined anyone dating him especially Angela.
"I don't know what happened but I found myself kissing him, one thing led to the other then we finally had sex. It felt good that I secretly went back to his place a few times after that one," she added.
"Why are you telling me this now?" I asked.
"Because you were going to judge me if I told you about it back then," she replied.
I laughed then a text alert rang on both our phones, Angela checked her phone and then she froze.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"D-d-dummy, check your phone," she replied.
I pulled out my phone and unlocked it, there was WhatsApp group created and I was added. I clicked on it and there were pictures of me in the bathroom, with no clothes on just as Samantha and her groupies left me on that floor. Fortunately, whoever sent these pictures made sure that they hide my face. Angela glanced at me.
"Who is doing these things to you?" Angela asked.
"Samantha and her friends," I replied "dummy, request an Uber. I want to go home."
A beautiful mood I had, was ruined by a set of pictures that were to ruin my image for ages to come. If Samantha and her friends really wanted to ruin my life, they had hit me in the right spot this time and there was nothing I could do.