HOW I FELL IN LOVE WITH A PROSTITUTE Episode 12
HOW I FELL IN LOVE WITH A PROSTITUTE
EPISODE 12
She wasn't ready to defend herself and I saw it. She wasn't even remorseful and I felt I had been too hard on her. She stopped looking at my face and decided to go but I stopped her.
"I would like to go Eze"
"I'm sorry" I said.
"Stop being sorry. It is my fault. I don't belong here. I can't live a normal life. Sorry if I thought I loved you but I wanted to. I wanted to do things differently now, to be another person but this is me. Eze I'm a prostitute. I sleep with men for money. That is my work. I have a daughter that still suckles breast. I'm a sex worker and I can't stop. I thought I could stop it after I met you but...she stormed out of the house and left.
I sat down and the NEPA brought the light. I didn't bother to plug my phone which was already running out of battery. I sat there and imagined the daughter she said she had. I heard myself say, "Sorry. Sorry little girl. Sorry for trying to disrespect you" I wasn't referring to Ogechi. I was imaginarily referring to the daughter she said she had. I felt that if I had slept with her mother I would have disrespected and disregarded her. I didn't know why I felt that way knowning that her mother wasn't married but even at that I still felt I didn't have to sleep with somebody's mother.
I went and laid on the bed and kept thinking about all that just happened.
Some days later my godfather returned from his trip. I told him everything. We were so close and he respected my intelligence. He was like an elder brother. He advised me to call Gold again and invite her to the house. "You can change her life" my godfather said and I felt he was right. I dialled Gold's line but I was told that the number no longer exist. I dropped my phone and nearly cried.
All I could remember was that I kept praying for myself and for Gold.
THE END.
Story by Obieze Martinz
amazingstorywriter.blogspot.com
martinzcreation@gmail.com
+2349034465585
EPISODE 12
She wasn't ready to defend herself and I saw it. She wasn't even remorseful and I felt I had been too hard on her. She stopped looking at my face and decided to go but I stopped her.
"I would like to go Eze"
"I'm sorry" I said.
"Stop being sorry. It is my fault. I don't belong here. I can't live a normal life. Sorry if I thought I loved you but I wanted to. I wanted to do things differently now, to be another person but this is me. Eze I'm a prostitute. I sleep with men for money. That is my work. I have a daughter that still suckles breast. I'm a sex worker and I can't stop. I thought I could stop it after I met you but...she stormed out of the house and left.
I sat down and the NEPA brought the light. I didn't bother to plug my phone which was already running out of battery. I sat there and imagined the daughter she said she had. I heard myself say, "Sorry. Sorry little girl. Sorry for trying to disrespect you" I wasn't referring to Ogechi. I was imaginarily referring to the daughter she said she had. I felt that if I had slept with her mother I would have disrespected and disregarded her. I didn't know why I felt that way knowning that her mother wasn't married but even at that I still felt I didn't have to sleep with somebody's mother.
I went and laid on the bed and kept thinking about all that just happened.
Some days later my godfather returned from his trip. I told him everything. We were so close and he respected my intelligence. He was like an elder brother. He advised me to call Gold again and invite her to the house. "You can change her life" my godfather said and I felt he was right. I dialled Gold's line but I was told that the number no longer exist. I dropped my phone and nearly cried.
All I could remember was that I kept praying for myself and for Gold.
THE END.
Story by Obieze Martinz
amazingstorywriter.blogspot.com
martinzcreation@gmail.com
+2349034465585
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