I woke up with a lot of pain, my head was aching with pain, my thighs screamed with pain, and even though the pain was blinding my eyes I could see red stains on a white background. I looked harder and realised it was blood. Real blood. The cold truth hit me like a blow and I was thoroughly flabbergasted, because the blood was my blood and I wasn’t dying, but how come it was my blood? Who or what had caused this? All these thought were buzzing in my already aching head. I tried to scream but my throat choked and muffled my scream, instead I cried.
The truth slowly dawned on me that Mugisho had done it. He was my closest and best friend. I trusted him with my life, just because he was different from the other rich or perverted boys in our village. Mugisho had a thirst for knowing and learning; this made me inadvertently become his friend.
Women said “Men are all the same, they will continuously use and destroy you my daughter Clementine” That made my heart burn with anger, fiery anger. To me I thought they were jealous of me and Mugisho, even though I understand how they were trying to help me now, I didn’t know then. However, as it soon happened and I realised he was the same as all of them.
“Clementine, you look so beautiful like the stars in the nightly sky. Are those new corn row you have done?” Mugisho said. I smiled, however I thought in my mind does he tell that to all the girls? I didn’t care, while I was with him I felt happy and protected from malicious things. My, was I wrong about that. He started by holding my waist, at first I thought it was just his friendly ways. Then he whispered in my ear “Clementine, I have something to tell you.” I looked at him and wondered what was so important to disturb the peaceful night. “What is it you want to ask me Mugisho?” Still staring at him I replied. All of a sudden I saw a glow in his eyes and an evil smile whipped across his face. “I will tell you, but I have to show you something first” he said lightly.
“Where are you taking me Mugisho? I have to go home it’s getting …” Before I even finished he kissed me, I was so surprised at first but then my instincts kicked and I pushed him away with all the force in me.
“What are you doing Mugisho?”
“We’ve been friends for a long time Clementine, it is about time we actually had something between us.”
“We already do Mugisho.”
“I mean more than that Clementine. I mean love!”
As soon as he said that I panicked, because I knew what he meant exactly. He tried to kiss me again I pushed him back. However, this time he returned my push with a blow to the head and that’s all I remember.
His a monster. A bloody monster. He is a bloodthirsty murderous monster. The thing I thought he was different, whereas he was just using me for his pleasure, I was like a toy to him, unlike him I trusted him like a brother.
Now am crying because I will be an outcast, a foolish outcast, while he must be smiling to himself. The pride I had gone like the mist. My family what would they do if they found out? No one would marry me a foolish girl.
I sat there crying, till I could cry no more. Wet patches of blood engulfing my body reminding me of my pain. The pain of losing my virginity.