“Wow you look good my love, come in,” I said as I opened my arms as if to give her a hug.
“Yoh babe, your home is neat,” she said as I welcomed her.
After that I offered her breakfast. We ate, chilled, and the hours went on.
We started flirting and kissing. We ended up touching each other in places we’ve never touched each other on before.
“Baby you smell so good,” she said.
“I think we should do it right now. Now or never,” I said with a sigh.
“Really?” asked Mpumi
“Yes babe, why not?”
And then we began to do it. Easy as that.
I thought it was going to be difficult encouraging her to do it but it wasn’t. It was my first time and it felt weird. My heart was beating like a reggae drum. I didn’t know before then how a female genital looked like.
I was scared of it. I don’t know whether I could touch it or not. She seemed like she knew what she was doing and that was somehow some relief. But despite that she made me do it even though I wanted to run away.
After that moment my body felt weak and I felt like sleeping.
The one thing I didn’t want to talk about was protection. There were no condoms around my house. So we just did it; bear skin.
“Oh my God! I have to go home, Frank. I’m sure they are anxiously worried,” she said anxiously a little later.
“Okay my love. But I can’t go with you, my knees are weak,” I said smiling at her as she turned to go.
“Bye,” said Mpumi as I held the door and off she went.
Yoh, I had never felt so good! It actually felt terrific.
I felt like a real man. I was wondering why I felt so terrific when my phone rang.
“Hi mom,” I answered. “How are things going? I’m worried it’s getting darker now,” I asked.
“No my child, the doctor says I’ll be discharged tomorrow evening,” she said on the phone.
“Okay mom. The food is also enough for two days,” I assured her.
“I love you my boy. Take care and keep the doors locked by 7:00 p.m.” said mom.
“Bye,” I said in a soft voice. I dropped it and looked around me. I felt lonely. I also could smell something weird around the house. It smelt like a dead rat. I smelled like a rat.
Babe we nid 2 talk she texted me.
I felt good knowing she wanted to spend time with me. So we choose to go chill at the park where she told me everything. I thought I was going insane.
“What pregnant?” I asked shouting continuously when we were at the park. “So what are we going to do? What will I say to my mother?”
What would my father say? He hated Mr Pillay who was Mpumi’s father. When I got home my mother knew something was wrong because I seemed weird.
Suddenly I panicked and started thinking, this girl knows everything and she taught me bed skills, I think must have a check-up. Mpumi also insisted we to go to clinic together.
I find out that we were both positive. When my father came back after a year he was shocked that I was now an HIV positive father.
“My love, why didn’t you tell me on the phone that Frank did such a mess? I… I… I’m now in danger! You know it too that Mpumi’s father is a gangster, he will now threaten me all my life,”
“I’m sorry, we didn’t want to make you insane,” said mom.
Eish I had nothing to say, the girl he used to call a slut was the mother of my junior.
My parents forgave me because they loved me and I also forgave them, including Mpumi. But my father is now Mr Pillay’s toy.
I’m friends again with books, water and paper, and I’m slowly learning to trust and to gain trust. I am now enemies with substance abuse and drugs
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