The rest of the drive remained quiet till we arrived home. My mother and I entered the kitchen to prepare for lunch, it did not take so long to prepare lunch. I went to the dining table to prepare the table for lunch, I started arranging the plates and suddenly I felt someone snaking hands from behind me and touched my stomach..
"Gosh!" I was startled and turned immediately to see who did it.. Nickson
"Sorry!" He smiled at me
"What was that?" I asked still not believing what just happened
"I was just teasing.. I'm sorry" He pretended to be sorry
"Let us eat, the food will get cold" Mom interrupted
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Nickson did not stop looking at me the entire time during the meal. I tried hard to pretend not looking at him but I could not stop glancing to his direction.. "you like Nickson Oliva.. he is handsome and cares for you.. I like him more" my subconscious could not let me breath.
After lunch I started collecting the dishes, Nickson did not waste a chance to stand up to help me collect the dishes and filled the dishwasher
"How was lunch?" He asked me
"I should be asking you that" I rolled my eyes
"It was excellent.. I'm looking forward to more meals from you" He smiled
"You'll have to pay me for that" I teased
"It will be your responsibility by then" He sounded serious
"What!?" I dropped the plate I was washing and stared at him.. Nickson stared at me for a moment as well and started getting closer to me. Unknown heat started traveling throughout my body, I stood still not knowing what I was going to do next and before I knew it, Nick's lips were against mine.. He kissed me.. I stood still for a moment and came back to my senses
"Nick.. are you crazy?" I yelled at him
"Nop.." He responded still looking at me.. "I love you"
"Did you just say you love me? You must have gone crazy" I sounded unsure
"I love you Oliva" He repeated louder than before
"I'm sorry, you got your love for a wrong person" I responded and looked back to the dishes
"Please don't do this to me.." He came closer
"What! What! I'm already going through hell.. can't you just let be? I'm pregnant with a baby which God knows the father.. a product of rape.. I have a crazy headache disorder and my life is completely ruined.. what is it that you can do now! Ruin me even more?" I didn't notice that I was already crying as I said the words
"Oliva.. please! I can be your father's child, I can help you forget all your mysteries and your headache.. I can make you happy.. make you my wife.. I love you so much!" He said calmly and touched my feelings for once
"I.. uh.. I don't know what to say" I answered, tears still streaming down my face
Nickson moved closer to me and wrapped his hands around me. I felt comforted and warm from his hug.. "Its okay baby.. its really okay.. I'm already here, I'll wait till you are ready for me!"
"I am.." The word came from my mouth before I allowed it
"Really?" He held my face up to look at him
"Yes!" I answered confidently
"Thank you Ollie! I promise to make you happy.. I'll devote myself to make you happy every second of my life" He looked at me with passion
"Thank you!" I had no other word to say
I had finally opened a new page of my life and I was unsure of it.. I felt like I took it fast but somehow it was worth it. "you need someone to love you Ollie" my subconscious didn't miss a chance to call me Ollie and reminded me of Nick
We unloaded the dishwasher and went back to the sitting room to find my mother sleeping on the couch.
This was the beginning of my love life with Nick. Days and months passed by, we attended the clinic together and did everything together. Nick was my happiness, he loved me with all his strength.. gave me the priority that I had never been given before. He was my soulmate really, he boasted around his friends that I am his woman and we were having a baby soon. He was proud of me in every way and I loved every part of it.
One cool morning when I was 8 months pregnant, I decided to do some house work because the house girl that Nick looked for me was off duty. I loaded the dishwasher and started washing utensils. Suddenly, my nose started bleeding and sudden dizziness caught me and I lost consciousness
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FIVE SCARS OF OLIVA
Teen FictionFive scars of Oliva is an African story of a girl named Oliva. She comes from a poor background and she is very eager to get good life. She lives her life going through a series of happy and sad moments some of which mark great scars in her heart. T...
