This story is rated 18, contains strong Language and sex.
This is a story of a girl called Becky who had vowed never to go into any relationship again, because of her past experience… The events surrounding how she lost her virginity made her heart a stone to crack.. Who is bold enough to open her den of secrets, and show her love like non other..?? Below is how it all started.
My excitement knew no bounds that fateful Monday morning,as i got dressed and prepared for my first lecture at the university. I stood by looking at the mirror, which made me reflect on my life and who i have grown to become. Physically, i was a very beautiful damsel with qualities wanted by every man, my beauty knew no limits as i could make the toughest of hearts melt because of my beauty.
Till today,i believe my beauty could be compared to that of “Delilah” who made the great Samson fall. I quickly applied my makeup and hurriedly left for my proposed faculty of learning. I had started amassing lots of friends two weeks later, including male admirers who i had a great tinge of hatred for…boys irritated me, most of the boys were even afraid to talk to me because of my rudeness. jeez, I HATE BOYS, in fact, the mere thought of anything that had a tail between it legs got me irritated, anytime i remembered what i had gone through in men’s hands,sent a cold shiver down my spine.
I chose to forget, but never forgive as i hoped to one day revenge on the trespasses sinned against me by the so called “men”. Now, my main purpose to achieve is reading my books and not allowing any ANIMAL wit TAILS distract me. By the way,my name is BECKY,i had finished my secondary school four years back with a record of the highest scoring student in my WAEC result, which Ghanaian’s call A1 parallel….na Beans??,my beauty could be equated to my brilliancy, as i was the best Graduating student back then. Well,we all know how things happen in GH, gaining admission to the university wasn’t a matter of brilliancy, probably luck or connections…one thing or the other, was the problem every year, either my course of study was competed for by other students, or my course was changed which i had to differ…
Age was no longer by my side,as i just clocked 20 years last two months, but i was still very young, needless to say,i wasn’t even hurrying to get married..i didn’t think i would sef, because of my hatred for men…this year i had gained admission, with my preferred choice of study.. My joy couldn’t be described as there was no unit of measure to my level of happiness. Little did i know, what the future layed in store for me..
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i had started enjoying campus life, my own personal life had really changed, as a 100 level student, i was introduced to a lot of characters, the good, the bad, and the handsome, although i related free with everyone, i still carried a burden in my chest,a scar in my heart and hate in my mind.
I listened with great attention at my opponent, who spoke with authority like he wrote the textbook himself…d–n, this stupid lecturer had given us a presentation to present, and in all the students around, he chose this brilliant dude to be my opponent. He spoke and quoted with authority, his speech, fluent like that of Obama. I couldn’t help but notice that he was equally handsome. I guess i must have seen him around, probably flirting with one of those loose girls, i didn’t really know much about him.
Thank you master Kingsley, the lecturer spoke out, after the nerdy handsome guy had finished his presentation, hmmmn, his name was
“Kingsley”,like i cared! Durrrh!!..
I came out and stood in front of the class and began my presentation, but while i was at it, i felt what i said really didn’t make any point, it seemed the “Kingsley” or what was he called, had taken all the glory with his charisma and “textbook quoted” speech.. besides, am not a girl that likes to lose, especially when it relates to book stuff, because am a bookworm, and i would really feel So awful if i come to lose that presentation.
My fears were brought to reality, when the lecturer announced the winner of the presentation..s–t i lost, another blow to my face, i felt as if something was stolen from me.. instantly i developed a bit of transgression towards Kingsley. I had already picked up my bag and was heading out of the class when someone held my hand. I turned around, it was no other person than KINGSLEY.
My anger fueled within as i turned around to face him. “What possible reason would make him want to talk to me?, i thought”.
“What do u want!!!”, i fired at him, with rage from the disgrace i just faced not minding the prying eyes of onlooking students.
“Hello” he greeted me, expertly dodging my question. With a big smile across his face like he had made it his plan to utterly disgrace me that day.
“I just want to commend you for what you pulled out there, you were really amazing” he said.
I just couldn’t believe my ears, what did he take me for?? That i couldn’t beat him in book stuffs?, rather than making a move, i just stood there, frozen like a statue.
“I was wondering if we could meet, and talk over a bottle of drinks, no strings attached” he continued.
Something in me felt like giving him a good slap right there, but i held back. I gave him a scorn full look which could break any boys heart, hissed and went
“i just cant understand why you chose to disgrace that handsome young dude who meant no harm by asking you over to have a couple of drinks with him”, ANITA barked.
Anita was my room mate who was in the same department as i. She had always been against my rudeness towards boys, with a mentality that “it may come back and bite me in the blow”.. Although, she was my good friend, i just couldn’t continue with her incessant chants and yelling, on how i treat boys.
“look, Anita, it’s none of your business how i treat boys”, i replied at her in an effort to keep her shut.
“but can’t u see, you can’t continue treating boys this way because of your past experience, that u have decided to keep to yourself. it’s just not fair”, she added.
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“please Anita, i have had enough embarrassment for one day, let me be”, i begged of you, with hopes on getting her shut up.
“please Becky, for your own sake”, Anita cried out,” i don’t know what your past experience might have been, but you just have to let it go and open yourself to reality, to the world, they are still humans” she advised pleadingly as she concluded and left the room without another word.
“finally, some alone time to myself”, i thought, as i fell on the bed.. my mind quickly raced back to what Anita had said. maybe it was time to face reality, or probably face the world. I shouldn’t revenge the sin of one person on the head of another innocent person.. Like she said ‘they are still humans”. Maybe i should loosen up to the real deal, maybe i should cut them some slack…
But on a second thought, i just couldn’t, the burden my heart carried couldn’t be forgiven easily they’re qonna have to pay the price, i don’t care who get’s hurt. I thought, Visible tears had already started trickling down my cheeks as i continued in thoughts. I had barely settled in my thoughts when my phone rang bringing me back to reality. I lazily picked the phone and answered it without even bothering to check who was calling.
“hello, who is this?” i asked,
“arrqha, you mean you don’t have my number?” came the voice. i tried recollecting who’s voice that was, when the caller spoke out again,
“its me Tolu, your best friend nah!, so u don’t have my number?
“Oh oh, am so sorry, why wont i have your number?” I responded defensively, answering question with question.
“am in bed and i didn’t even check the phone to know who was calling” i replied.
“chai, u’re enjoying o, see how lazy you are, this hot afternoon, u’re in bed??. Anyway sha, you promised u’ll be present at my cousins birthday party, but now you’re telling me u’re still in bed, not fair o”, Tolu asked.
“jeez, i can’t believe i totally forgot about the party” i said, ” i don’t think i can still make it, because am not feeling quite well”.
“Hmmm, abi belle don enta?” Tolu asked mischievously,
“what kind of nonsense question is that” i fired back to Tolu who was already laughing rhetorically.
Tolu was my best friend, although, one thing i hated in her was the way she teased and played pranks with people, mocking them intentionally.
“am just kidding” came her reply as she continued,
” common na babe, you had promised you would be present at the party and don’t promise and fail now o”, She begged.
“okay okay, whatever!!, i’ll try to come, but i would be late o” i tried assuring Tolu, who always loved taking me out to parties wherever and whenever.
” that’s my girl, and don’t forget to bring your boyfriend o” Tolu said again teasingly.
Seriously, that girl had gone nuts, she wasn’t ignorant of how i felt about boys but she always had a joke to play, mocking me every bit.
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“what kind of joke is that?” i asked, feigning anger, “you better stop it o,i don’t like it, in fact am not coming to that party again”, i responded trying to draw out pity, but it even increased my situation as she teased me the more.
“eyah, i was even thinking of arranging one handsome dude for you here” she said, which really made me mad. Honestly, that girl’s tongue really needed spanking at that moment.
“it seems u have credit to burn this afternoon bah?” i asked, as Tolu continued in her infectious laughter. I hissed as i cut the call.
I really didn’t have to go to the party, but something compelled me to-. I took a quick shower in my bathroom as i got ready to go to the party, caught totally unawares, of what i would face there. I arrived at the party pretty late, where i was received with an avalanche of hugs and embraces, she was indeed surprised that I honored her invitation.
We both gisted for a while before settling and guppling down some quantities of alcohol. She suggested we also hit the dance hall, but i felt a bit shy and denied her request, but before i knew it, she was already taken away by one of her numerous boyfriends. I quickly located a quiet place where i sat down, half drunk. From the position where i sat down, i observed the party very well, and realized that it was a well to do party, with the big boys of the university all trooping in, looking for girls to either toast or just have a one night stand with.
Some boys were at one corner smoking weed *gbekui* while others where busy vomiting their stomachs out because of too much alcohol. Other useless girls where found dancing like as if devil was rehearsing shoki in their brain, stripping naked at the sight of a rich dude. At another angle, girls were also found giving CTRL DELETE slaps to their boyfriends who were caught admiring other girls.
The party was just full of fun. I just sat at my seat, entangled in my thoughts that i didn’t even realized when Kingsley walked up to me and tried starting a conversation with me. I just sat in shock when i saw him, he wasn’t looking bad at all,with a calm smile he greeted me.
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“hello Becky, how are you doing”,
“am fine” i managed to say with a smile on my face, even when i didn’t know why i smiled, probably because of my alcohol intake.
“am really surprised seeing you here at this party, i never knew you attended parties?” he asked, but rather than answering him, i just stared at him with a fixed grin on my face.
” please, do you mind me buying you a drink” he continued with a pleading face.
“am sorry, i don’t mean to be rude, but i mind, please just leave me alone” i said in a rising tone.
“please, just a drink and nothing else” he begged. But i remained adamant and yelled at him
“look just let me be okay,am tired of you stalking me everywhere i go”. Onlookers already had their prying eyes on us, which made Kingsley feel embarrassed.
“common na, what’s really wrong with you?, am just asking that i buy you a drink only, besides, i see that u’re alone, your rude attitude has made boys run away from you” he barked..
Right there,i gave him a very loud boko haram slap that yoruba mother’s call IGBATI, the type that would format your brain and leave you speechless, and rubbing your face unconditionally. I felt insulted, how dare He talk to me that way. I quickly found my purse and stood up to take my leave, when i saw Temi, standing in front of me, she obviously had witnessed the whole thing. She stared at me with a disappointing look, while i quickly turned as i made to leave. I heard her saying something to Kingsley, probably apologizing for my rudeness, but i didn’t pay attention to hear it, because i was already on my way.
When she was through with whatever she was saying to Kinsley, she beckoned on me to wait for her, but i was already far off. Am not a type of person to be insulted anyhow!!.
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