Must Read: My Teenage Mind (18+)

Episode 6 years ago

Must Read: My Teenage Mind (18+)

I jumped up from bed and started praying.

Not like I’m a churchy girl but with the recent happenings,prayers tend to calm me down a lot. I thanked God for Vivian’s life and that of her baby(a baby boy).

By the time I was through with prayers,morning chores and dressing up,it was already some minutes to 8:00am. Did I mention that my siblings were back and have resumed school? Sorry about that.

I locked up the house and rushed to the hospital where Vivian was. I didn’t have to ask around because I saw her mum in the hallway so after greetings,I followed her.

There were some people in the room but I didn’t know any of them. I greeted and walked straight to Vivian. Surprisingly,she sat up(thought women were not allowed to move after delivery).

Me: Nne!

We hugged each other so tight that I felt I was going to hurt her.

Me: Congratulations my dear

Vivian: Thank you.

I looked around the room and I located the baby in the arms of an older lady. I excused myself and took the baby from her. He was cute as a new born but forgive me,I expected more. I started looking at his face and features.

He looked nothing like Ebuka or anybody that I knew. Didn’t even look like Vivian. My face formed a frown immediately. I had to battle with myself for a while but remembering my earlier decisions of not letting anything about his paternity disturb me,I shoved my anger aside and put on a smile.


I gave the baby back to the Lady and went to Vivian.

Me: He’s cute

Vivian: Thank you.

Me: Was it painful?

I whispered and she nodded.

I rubbed her shoulders and she smiled a little.

Me: I’ll see you on my way back from the shop. Make sure this baby doesn’t cry o or else,I’ll take him to my house.

Some people in the room laughed at my dry joke. I bade them goodbye and left.

At the shop,I had mixed feelings. I was happy that she had given birth but also disappointed that it wasn’t clear that Ebuka was the father.
I called my mum to inform her that Vivian had put to bed. She was happy.

In the evening before we closed,I collected pampers,baby soaps,baby oil,cream and a set of ladysepts. I packaged them well and took them to the hospital. Vivian’s mum was very happy. She kept on thanking and blessing me while Vivian cried.

Few days later,I got into communicating fully with Raymond again. He had gotten admission to study economics at nsugbe but he still went from home.

We both agreed to continue the ritual of seeing every evening.

A part of me was fulfilled that I now had a normal life but deep down,I prayed I could be better than who I was.