A Man Called L

Young lady fresh out of 
boarding school waiting for admission, my lovely dad 
thought I should learn 
some computer skills, and 
signed me up for a computer 
school. 
I loved it, I didn't even go 
out for breaks. 
There was this computer wizard, 
at least that's how I saw him. 
It was obvious though that 
other guys and ladies saw him 
as a genius 
He was handsome and rich 
A well-dressed dark prince. 
You could hear it in the way 
they all called out to him for 
help
As for me I would rather die 
than ask for his help. 
I guess that was why he 
wanted me at all cost. 
His name was L
He started out by agreeing 
to help another guy deliver a 
love letter to me
A letter which he hijacked and 
never gave to me, he made 
friends with my only friend and 
even gave the guy some money 
to convince me to date him. 
The next thing I saw, this guy 
was physically losing weight 
from worrying and chasing 
after me
I was super young, I didn't 
even understand what a man 
was or what a relationship is
I just agreed. 
I realized it meant he would 
buy me cool stuff for lunch 
and call me all night. 
Things were going on smoothly, 
till my mum caught me making 
night calls
The computer school was 
stopped
My dad went to the school to 
look for him and give him some 
tern warning to stay away from 
me
My phone was seized, it was 
a mess. 
It didn't last long though, 
I was admitted into the 
University a few months later.
On my matriculation day, he got 
me a hand made card as big as 
my pillow, it had everything you 
can imagine including a teddy 
bear, he got me enough 
provisions to feed my friend and 
I for a whole semester. 
He also came with swag, he 
had his friend who held the 
goods, he had blings 
everywhere, coolest sneakers 
and dark shades, then he also 
had this mini mp3 thing that 
had video. 
My God, ALL EYES were on him, 
I was proud and embarrassed at 
the same time. 
A friend of mine actually stole 
his number from my phone 
and offered to be a better 
girlfriend.
Then came the issue of sex
A cousin of mine once tried 
to sexually abuse me and my 
mum beat me so bad like I was 
the abuser, so when i heard 
about virginity, I thought i had already lost mine if I had any, 
if not my mum wouldn't have 
beat me up like that.
He started talking about sex 
and it was mostly because of 
peer pressure
I just knew I didnt want to do it
it didnt feel right, but after so 
many tries, and talks of if I 
was really a virgin I won't be 
afraid to prove it and a silly 
friend of mine telling me that 
sex is the only way to prove 
love, I gave in and found out 
I was a virgin. 
By this time, I was already a friend/daughter of his family, 
cooked my first stew at his 
mum's kitchen, using almost 
half gallon of her oil and all 
the pepper in the world.
We started having our downs 
I felt he just started wanting 
only sex and didnt really care 
about my feelings anymore. 
We were falling apart and he 
would be upset and not call 
for a while, and that was when 
I had started loving him. 
I got sick, kept on treating 
malaria and throwing up at 
night, then a wise lady said 
to me, "Go and do a pregnancy 
test" 
My dear readers, this 100 level 16 years old child was pregnant.
My mum is not just an African
parent, she is a wrestler! 
Pregnancy was as good as a 
death sentence. 
Since the young man wasn't in 
good terms with me, there was
 no point adding pregnancy to 
the situation. 
I called my dad, told him I had 
an urgent school due to pay 
I went home collected the 
money and the next day 
followed some dear friends 
to an abortion clinic, signed a 
"We are not responsible for 
your death letter, went to the 
room and they asked if i 
needed an injection, I said no, 
they did that whole thing and 
I didnt even feel any pain with 
my senses fully awake 
because whatever was not 
this choice was going to be 
way worse.
The young man finally called, 
as I recall, I told him what had 
gone down,(I didn't mention the
abortion because I didn't want
him to start relating with me
out of guilt or any sense of
obligation) 
I just told him I had been ill
He was a bit upset 
but wanted to make-up for 
not being there 
The hunt for me began again
He started calling frequently
His mother too called often
I had to change my line, 
and I warned all my friends
to not bring him close to me, 
cause he would just come to campus and be asking around 
for me in a full female hostel.
Then in the midst of this, 
Our school went on strike
Another young man R came 
around as a friend and was supposed to be succor and 
was succor, 
His wasa story for another generation but I followed him,
fell in love and finally closed 
the chapter on L.

L reached out on Facebook and 
I didn't reply for 3 years, he 
would apologize, beg, ask for forgiveness and ask what he 
did wrong. 
After 10 years of having Mr R 
in my life, I saw his truth!
Though as at when i met him
we were young and growing
He grew and I grew
And somehow we grew apart
It was painful
life left me in shambles and 
I gathered the pieces of a 
broken heart for months.
Then on this fateful day L 
reached out randomly again 
as he always does, on my 
birthdays, Christmas, New Year,
anything. 
So I decided to talk to him,
apparently, I never told 
him about the pregnancy, all 
he knew was that I was the 
love of his life, first love, 
first woman he had been with, 
his twinny babe, and then he 
woke up one day and I wouldn't 
talk to him or see him, I won't 
pick calls, I changed lines and 
just moved on. 
He had not been able to 
understand what happened 
but had loved me and kept 
reaching out for over 10 years, 
still strongly believing i am his soulmate and wife to be even 
after hearing for the first time 
in 10 years that he had a child 
that I killed without his 
knowledge. 
He actually, composed some 
songs to honor me in my 
absence, one is named after 
a precious metal.
He wanted to be with me again
He felt we belonged together
Here I am 12 years after 
meeting him, I am single and 
tired and I still said No to his
proposal.
I can't even say this isn't wickedness, but it's me, 
so I will say life happens! 
It is only in God that one has assurance. 
I am not arrogant
I am not a bad woman, 
I am just tired of making 
wrong decisions.

PS: I will be still and know
you are God!
Sometimes it is better to be
still and walk with his time
than to subject yourself to
pressure and go down the
wrong way
Movement is not always
progress
Be led!