💣NOT MY BLOOD 💣EPISODE 1💣
I looked at the pieces of clothes my mother dropped for me on the bed and tears flooded my eyes, I felt a slight tighten in my stomach and the need to use the restroom was my next option.
It’s actually the third time I’m visiting the toilet not that I’m purging or even pressed but I guess it is born out of nervousness and over anxiety.
I Sluggishly dragged my legs to the backyard, thankfully nobody is insight, I squatted down to urinate but just a little amount of wee managed to drop out.
The cool evening breeze blew at my innocent little bum bum, it really felt cool, comforting and refreshing not until the thought of what my mother wants me to indulge in came ringing in my ears like a bell.
I felt my heart skip a thousand times, a flow of blood rush in my veins, a slight migraine came hitting on my head like where they are beating match past drum.
Why will any mother want her own child to engage in an unimaginable dirty act as this? what every mother wants for her child is absolutely nothing but the best in life but certainly not my own mother.
Could it be that what my mother wants for me is the best? I pondered thoughtfully within me
Amara! Amara!! Amarachi!!!
The shout of my name jerked me out of my deep thoughts and I quickly wore my pánt and rushed into the compound while adjusting my little wrapper from falling off my body.
Amarachi!!! Where’s that little winch of a girl..
I heard my mum cursing under her breath before soberly answering her
Mama, see me here!
So where have you been since, I have been searching for you, and you’re not even dressed yet. Do you know what time it is?
She asked a little bit harsh…
Sorry mama, I went to wee at the backyard
And you decided to sleep there?
She barked not hiding her anger anymore…
Common, go and get dressed quickly so that I will come and make you up before I descend on you now!
Ok mama, I replied visibly shakenig as I get back into the room wiping my tears.
My mother can be very temperamental and harsh especially towards me unlike my other two little siblings which she always pet and showers with love and praises
Anytime I ask her why she’s so harsh towards me, she will end up telling me that I’m the Ada and the first child of the family and that if she doesn’t correct me the way she does, my younger ones will not learn good things
All of that doesn’t make sense to me anyways you’re treating me bad and treating my two other siblings right and you’re trying to justify that? The explanation doesn’t make sense
Amara! are you not done dressing yet? My mother asked..
Mama I’m almost done I said and quickly picked up the dress, I loosened my wrapper and looked at my self in the small standing mirror my mother gave me as a gift on my 15th birthday last week.
The fancy red pánt and brã that I’m putting on right now is too pretty and that’s the best I have ever wore in my 15 years of existence
I picked up the blue crop top and the little Lycra mini skirt from my bed and wore it.
The cloth was looking extremely too small for my liking, infact I felt like I was half nãked
I went to my Ghana must go bag and start searching for my only black tight, even though is torn in the center I will still feel very comfortable wearing it inside than just wearing only pánt on this skimpy skirt
And what are you busy looking for in that bag when you know you’re running late already!?
My mother howled at me with her deep scary voice friegtining the living day light outta me
I’m looking for my tight mama, this cloth is too short , I replied still scanning the bag with my eyes
You’re wearing that like that, no need for tight, come and sit down here let me make you up, see how you’re sweating like Christmas goat
She said brushing past me in fury
Mama, I don’t want makeup, I’m comfortable like this, I replied with a frown on my face
Don’t make me repeat myself again you this girl, she said giving me a bombastic bad eyes
I dragged my legs and sat before the mirror, I closed my eyes as she starts applying different colors on my face
You can open your eyes now my ASA NWA (Beautiful Child)
I blinked my eyes open and can barely recognize my face, I looked absolutely beautiful and a little more matured but I also felt uncomfortable because my face was feeling heavier than the rest of my body
See how beautiful you look, my mother said beaming with Smiles, I’m a good makeup artist that’s what I learnt as a young girl. I know you like your new look?
she asked looking at me through the mirror
Mama, I looks different and heavy, I muttered
Here she goes, unappreciative child, mtchew!
Anyways you will get used to it soon, wait let me bring my perfume and spray you small
Mama, this thing you want me to do is not right, I am just 15 years old and you want me to start…..
I was still talking when she cuts me off
Amara, you’re 15 but already looked 18 courtsey of the excess food I have been giving you since childhood. I have my purpose for feeding you with anything you wants to eat and the time for payback is now.
She said with a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips.
I opened my mouth in shock looking at a woman that called herself my mother…
Close your mouth, mosquitoes will fly inside, she said clipping my opened mouth together with her hands.
When you was eating and getting tall and big you don’t know that theirs a price for it or you think I don’t use to see you with those small small boys together in the streets abi? Is time to connect you to the bigger boys
But mama, they are just my class mates, I’m not doing anything wrong…
Shhiii ! Chief is calling, she said and placed her middle finger on my lips
Hello Chief, good evening sir..
Chief: Is she ready?
Yes she is packaged and ready waiting for you
Chief : I am outside your house, let her come out, Maka na oge adirosi (There is no time)
Oya let’s go to my room let me spray you small perfume, chief is outside and he doesn’t like to be kept waiting.
She dragged me into her room, sprayed the perfume on me and hastily starts dragging me outside
Mama please, just reconsider me please, I’m too small for this and I have my own dreams to live not this life please.
I pleaded with tears in my yes but my mother only gave a deaf ears
Remember everything I have thought you and be a good girl, now smile!!
With that she pushed me out of the house with a command to keep smiling as she firmly held my hands and walked me towards the
chief’s car.
TBC.
