Plight of a virgin - S01 E08

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Plight of a virgin - S01 E08

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

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{I was Lucky}

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Enjoy

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Billie’s pov

My name is Billie, the only girl out of three children, am dark skinned, with an average height.

Am 19 years old and with the story of my life I will say am lucky, no I was lucky.

It all Started with my ignorance to explore my virginity, I just wanted to know how it taste, what it feels like.

Just wanted a taste of a joy stick, see where it got me.

Just a taste of a joy stick, plights of a virgin.

The last thing I remembered was me falling to the floor, I didn’t know for how long I was out.

I heard voices as I regained consciousness, the whole world a blur. I saw Damilare’s beaming face.

My parents at the other end of the hospital room visibly worried.

“Finally you’re back” he said smiling at me, holding my hands tight. “She’s awake!”

“Oh my God, Billie, you are back, it’s me Billie your mom.” She said beating her chest with tears dropping down her face.

Now, am back! Let’s get to the end of my story.

“How are you feeling now.” Damilare asked lying beside me on my bed in my room.

“Am better, thanks for being there always.” I replied him scratching my head.

“Am so happy you are back I thought I was going to lose you, I would have regret not telling you everything.”

Everything? What does he mean by that?

Am curious.

“What do you mean you would regret, is there something I need to know?” I asked adjusting myself on my bed.

“It’s nothing, no, it’s something, something have been meaning to tell you, since I was 15 and I can’t hold it in any longer.”

Now, am more curious.

“What’s that?”

“You really want to know.” He moved his face closer to mine staring into my eyes.

And yes, my heart started beating loud as if it would explode.

What’s this?

“Yes, I want to know.” I replied as I gulped down on nothing feeling tensed.

“Nah, I won’t tell you now, I can’t tell you now.” He replied playfully.

“Please, tell me, hun, tell me.” I said cutely pouting my lips.

“Hmm, so pretty.”

“Who?” I asked with uncertainty.

“You.” He replied touching my nose.

“Billie, mom and dad wanna see you.” James said barging in.

Why now? It’s obvious am enjoying my time with Damilare.

I stood to my feet and together with Damilare we went to the living room.

“Billie, have your sit.” My dad said pointing to a chair.

“Seems you are better now.” My mom who was beside my dad said.

“Yes, ma, am better.” I replied with my face down.

I know they are really mad at me, they should be, they are my parents after all.

“So, we were thinking maybe you should quit that school and sit for another jamb.” My dad said surprising me.

“Dad, are you not mad at me?”

“Hmm.” He sighed and continued after a short pause.

“To be honest with you Billie, am really dissappointed and mad at you, I mean who wouldn’t, I really expected more from you, you let me down, but it’s not entirely your fault, both I and your mother had our fault in all this, which we are very sorry for, we will try to be better to you guys, we are sorry for not being there for you and let you know we love you.”

And just with that I felt sorry for them I should have been patient and done better.

“Am sorry daddy, am sorry mummy, am sorry everyone” I said crying in their arms.

3 days later

In my dad’s car with Damilare sitted with me at the back sit we head to ikire my school.

I had told them I will be strong, I will be brave, it’s all my fault and it is my past I can’t forget it even if I want to.

I will try to be strong, I will face whatever it is I have ahead.

I will finish schooling in ikire, it’s not the end.

We got to ikire and my dad dropped us at our hostels, fortunately damilare’s hostel is close to mine.

We dropped from the car and waved dad bye.

I could see the atmosphere, it wasn’t welcoming, the looks I got from people were dreadful.

But I have damilare, he held my hand tight and packed our things inside.

After a while we finished decorating Damilare’s room.

“Rest.” He said sitting me down on the chair.

To be honest damilare has been acting weird for the past few days.

And I have been having strange emotions which is hard to explain.

“Thank you damilare, if not for you I would have gone astray.”

“It’s ok, it’s alright am always here for you, but I would like to ask, and I know you will probably get mad, but I need to know if I want to protect you.” He said holding my hands and then continued.

“How did he record you guys having sex.”

He dropped the bomb, my head’s felt heavy just with that, but he’s right I need to know how he did it, we all need to know.

“I seriously don’t know how he did it, and have been curious about it for a while now.”

“Hun” he gritted on his teeth “this is so hard, I know what to do.”

“I just want to forget about the whole thing, I had no idea he was a jerk.”

“Yes, we should forget it and talk about us.”

Talk about us? What exactly?

“What do you mean?” I asked curiously.

“Billie, have you ever thought we should be more than friends?” He said smiling.

Don’t tell me damilare…

“Talk, I just want to know your mind.” He said drifting me from my thoughts.

“I don’t know damilare, all I know is that I can’t lose you.”

“Then that’s enough, I will make sure to make you happy for the rest of your life, even if it’s in the smallest ways.”

He said and hugged me.

Now, that’s super weird.