Her hands trembled as she held the pregnancy test in between her fingers, with the same markings as the four other's she had taken since she got home that day. Finding it more difficult to breathe she clutched onto her chest, then crouched down onto the toilet floor, forgetting about the millions of gems that made their selves at home there. Which under normal circumstances she would be obsessing about. Life now presented her with a new challenge and new responsibility.
" What am I going to do?!"
She threw her head back, looked up at the ceiling as if it would give her answers in that moment or Heaven could. To think she was not even that religious but here she was calling out to the black people's saviour. The same person she ridiculed her elders for always crying out to instead of taking action.
" Black people have more faith in God than the missionaries who pretended to bring Him over."
She would say everytime religion was thrown onto her and her friend's daily debates or whenever there was some injustice done to the people of her skin color. Making headlines for a mere few days on every social platform before everybody went back to their normal lives and seemed to forget that black lives matter, until another innocent black diamond is shot like an animal in the African wilds. Who was she kidding even the animals in the African Safari had more rights than an innocent black child on the street. Now the one thing she swore in those discussions she would never do was happening to her, bringing a black child onto this earth.
" I'm pregnant!"
She screamed, angry with herself, into the palm of her hands which not so long ago were holding the urine covered stick, as not to make a sound but then again no one would hear her. Just like no one heard her when she tearfully screamed for help and for him to stop while he took her innocence together with her soul. No one heard her even though his elders lay in the next room but then again he had stuffed a clothing item in her mouth then covered her mouth with his huge hand.
" No!"
She had pleaded with him as he ripped the little bikini style panties she had on after successfully removing her pyjama pants. He ignored her cries for him to stop and continued ramming into her repeatedly as she cried out in pain, fear and disgust. This was not how or who she wanted to lose her precious virginity to.
" No."
Was her tearful reply to his parents when they accused her of seducing their son, when she reported his actions to both their parents. His parents defended him and when she refused to lay charges, her parents thought she had consented. Forgetting that it would lead her nowhere, the family owned the whole country. They would never win against them and as much as they treated her as their own before the accident, they now accused her of befriending their daughter under false pretences. Her best friend and lover believed their accusations.
" You disgust me! I hate you! I never want to see your face again! Get away from me you fat black bitch!"
Those words were spewed out by the one person she had hoped would believe her. The one who promised to always have her back, she believed this till he hurt her and she took his side. They were right, blood was thicker than water. Thicker than the love she had prophesied to her on a daily, thicker than the memories they had made from eighth grade. How could she believe him after all the years that she had been nothing but loyal.
YOU ARE READING
WHEN I NEEDED YOU. ( Lesbian Slow Updates.)
General Fiction" Stupid me. I thought you were different." " But I-" " Get away from me! I don't ever want to see your fat face again." Nothing hurt more than her words and the look of disgust on her face. The one person who she thought would believe her did not...
