Forbidden Love (episode 4)

 

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If you haven’t read the previous episode, please click this link episode 3

continuation…….

I excused myself and picked the call right in front of uncle Sam. He just kept staring at me with a very straight face. I couldn’t really tell if he was angry or not. I mean, it’s just a phone call right. “Hello?” I said when I picked the call. “How are you meso? I just called to say hi” senior Daniel replied. “I am fine senior Daniel.” I said. “No, no, no. You don’t need to call me senior Daniel. Just call me Daniel. I am your school father now.” H said. “Okay, I’m sorry Daniel. I won’t call you by senior Daniel again.” I replied. “That’s much better, my baby” he said. “My baby?” I questioned myself in my mind. “What are you doing? i hope i’m not disrupting anything.” senior Daniel said. “I’m actually busy with my uncle”, “Oh!!! so sorry. Then I’ll call you later. Just call me when you’re free” He said and I replied with an okay before we ended the call. Dropping the phone back on the table, uncle Sam finally spoke up. “Who was that? your boyfriend abi? you’ve started dating ehn?” “No uncle Sam, He’s not my boyfriend oo, I don’t have any boyfriend. He is just my school father.” I replied. “You don’t know that’s how it all starts. Don’t pay attention to them oo. You don’t know I’m the one that’ll marry you.” He said with a smile. I just laughed because it was not the first time he was saying it and he reminded me of my dad. My dad would always say that to me when he’s trying to tell me to forget boys and not have boyfriends.

When we were almost done with our meal, uncle Sam cleared his throat and told  me he wanted to tell me something. “my princess, do you know I like you. I love you so much. In fact, my love for you cannot be found in this world” “Unc..” I was about to call him uncle Sam before I remembered he didn’t like it. “Sam, (it still sounded weird for me to call him that but I did anyway), I love you too, we all love you. You are a very nice man. Even my friends tell me especially after you bought things for them the day you took all of us out.” I said. He just smiled when I stopped talking and replied, “No, Meso, I don’t mean that. I…….don’t worry” I couldn’t understand what was going on or what he was trying to say, but he just smiled. We finished our meal and waited for some time before we left the restaurant. When we got into the car, uncle Sam didn’t start the engine immediately. He looked up at me and leaned in closer to me. I thought he was trying to grab something from my side of the car, but he pecked me on my cheeks instead and whispered, “I love you”. There was something different in his voice especially the way he said he loved me. it didn’t really sound like the uncle Sam I knew. He sounded more like a different man. I was just eleven, almost twelve so I didn’t really suspect anything. He was just my uncle afterall. He later started the engine, asking me where I wanted to go so I told him I want to go to the movies and so we left the scene. When we got to the movies, he bought me popcorn and a Pepsi and got the same for himself. It wasn’t time for the movie we picked to watch and so we went to check out some other things. The movie theatre was in a big shopping mall, so we decided to go site seeing and possibly buy something for Esther.

An hour later, we were back to the movie theatre. We took our seats on the third row, right in the middle. During the movie, uncle Sam kept on glancing at me. I just smiled whenever I caught him stare. I was enjoying the movie, so I paid little attention to what he said or did. I laughed almost every single minute and couldn’t control myself even uncle Sam noticed how much I was enjoying the movie. Two hours later, we were done and we left the cinema. Uncle Sam told me he wanted to get something from his house and so drove there immediately. When we got into his house, he asked if I was hungry. I laughed and asked him if he wanted to kill me with food so he got the message that I wasn’t hungry. He dropped his keys on the table and asked me to follow him to his bedroom. I didn’t see anything wrong with it because he was my uncle so I followed him. We got into his room and he went to his closest immediately. I guess he wanted to grab something. I just went for the bed. I was about to sit on the bed when he said I should check in the drawers beside his bed for a blue paper. I was guessing it was an important document so I reached for the drawers and opened the first one. I didn’t see any blue paper so I decided to check the other two drawers below the first one. When I opened the second one, my eyes automatically became big. I saw a drawer filled with what looked like condom, although they were all still in its pack, I didn’t stop at staring. I decided to touch one and I realized it did feel like what they had brought to class one time during our integrated science period. My teacher had shown us a condom when she was teaching on a topic under reproduction. She made everyone get a feel of what it looked like. She didn’t encourage anyone to use it. Especially because we were still young so she wouldn’t expect anyone to be having sex but she told us that, it was one of the ways people prevented STDs or getting pregnant. To my guess, I concluded it was a condom. I turned back to see if uncle Sam noticed what I had seen, and just about that same moment I turned back, he turned as well. He looked down to the drawer and realized  what I saw. My heart started pounding like I just saw the devil.

To be continued………..

 

 

 

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