I moved towards him and before I could talk myself out of it, I was on his laps and my lips on his. I kissed him or at least I tried to but I can’t get him to open up to me, I kept forcing my tongue between his lips and when he did not move I simply bit him. “Ouch!” Stop it Sola! You are drunk!” He pushed me off his laps and cleaned his lips with a handkerchief he pulled out of his jacket. I felt utterly rejected and my lips started to quit. I turned my face away from him so he won’t see my tears not that he would. He barely looks at me at all. It’s like I am not there. We got to the hotel and very soon we were in our suite. The minute we reached there he turned on me. “Don’t think for one minute that I am interested in you in any way. I don’t know why my parents decided to marry me to a twenty year old girl or why your parents decided it was time for you to get married but listen to me and listen good! This is not a love marriage I don’t even like you so respect yourself if you want me to respect you. And what just happened in the car must never repeat itself. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? ” I quickly shake my head yes. The fog clears from my mind as the effect of the alcohol weared off. I turned away and quickly find my way into the bathroom where I turned on the tap and burst into tears. I felt so alone in this world.
It has been two weeks since we got married and my husband has all but ignored me. I followed him to Abuja and have refused to go to school because we have not had sex. Which I must, I am really confused and I lied to my mother that we already consummated our marriage. I decided to call my friend Tolu who knew about the rape and marriage. “Tolu I don’t know what to do. He has refused to touch me and it will soon be obvious that I am pregnant. He just leaves the house and gets back so late without talking to me. I cook he does not eat it, we don’t even sleep in the same room! I am fed up and I told mum we have had sex, what am I supposed to do? ” The line is silent for a while before she talks. “I have been thinking. You know what I think? You need to get him drunk and not only that put any passion drug you can get and give it to him. What does he drink when he gets back from work?” I thought about it. “He takes juice or wine”. “Then put sleeping and passion drug in both so that whichever one he drinks it will happen this night and make sure he wakes up to find you in his bed. Then come to school”. I am so grateful for her fast mind. I thank her, hang up and get to it.
It is just the sex, will she get it?