On getting to the hospital, I was told I'm pregnant, as if that was not enough. I did some medical test and I was confirmed HIV positive. What a life!!!
I cried out, yelled and screamed but no one to console me. My friends were there with me crying also. Titi told me she warned me, I was really sorry for myself.......
I summoned my courage and went to jide's house, there I got to know he's a gateman has been sacked, as if that was not enough, I was told he committed suicide three days ago.
On hearing this, I fainted and I was rushed to the hospital, and revived but all I felt doing is dying. I really wanted death. I mean how will I face this shame and disgrace, what of mama chioma? I'm dead.
After leaving the hospital joy and abidemi adviced me to terminate the pregnancy, there's no reason keeping the child because he's a child of sorrow remember Ichabod.....
They gave me some drugs to use and after consuming them, I started bleeding. The bleeding was much that I lost my consciousness and I was rushed to the hospital, as God would have it,I was revived and then told I lost the child. In my mind I shouted GLORY, but that was not enough until I heard the doctor saying, due to the drugs used, my womb has been affected and I wouldn't be able to produce a child again except God's intervention.
I shouted "am dead oooooooo", immediately I heard "chineke", i wouldn't have misheard the voice, it's my mum's voice, I was filled with shame and regret....
After few days, I left the hospital and went back to school but it was too late for me, I was far behind and was advised to withdraw. What a wasted life!!! Had I known I wouldn't have listened to my peer group. I left school, packed my little clothes with shame.
The number 1 beautiful girl of the campus is gone, the best of all is out. I was shedding so much tears that I fell down countless time on my way home. On getting home, news reached me that my mum died two days ago. Why??? Why on earth will mama chioma leave me. I was left alone to bear my burden, to carry the cross, to face the sorrow. My love story led me to this, it's a tragedy and I'm crying out today......
And here comes the end of my LOVE STORY. What a life of Tragedy.