FIRST LOVE - Episode 5

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“Trust me Silvia. I am going to do this for your good. You are in real danger. I am very sorry I betrayed you,” Ryan explained hurriedly. “You betrayed me? Why?” “It’s a long story. You will know the truth soon…that your virginity which you have often offered to me, I want it now. Trust me and give it to me,” he said. “How do you want me to trust you when you betrayed me? How do you expect me to give you my virginity after what you have done? Get away from me Ryan! I don’t ever want to see you again!” He drew closer to me as if he didn’t hear me. “Undress quickly!” he commanded me. “I won’t Ryan! You said it was wrong for me to lose my virginity. Why do you suddenly want to take it from me?” “Now is the time for me to take it. If you must live, then I have to take it now!” I stood up from the bed in a bid to run from the room, but he stood in my way. I could not figure out how he entered our room or what he had done with my sister. He was really menacing. I could tell I would not be able to handle him all alone, so I raised a cry, “Daddy! Daddy!! Daddy!!! Help! Help!!! Someone is here to kill me!!! Help!!!”

He smiled at me and then said, “No one is going to hear you, you are not in your room.” He waved his hand and in that instant the room and all in it vanished. We were suddenly on a vast grassland. It was very dark all around us. However, I could see him well enough. It was as if dim light glowed from the thin air and shone on us. “Silvia trust me and undress. I won’t harm you, we will just have sex… we are going to have sex. I am here to help you before they find me. They are coming,” he said as his eyes darted about. That look of fear was in his face again. “I am confused; I don’t know what to do. I feel like my soul is being taken from me,” I said crying. “It has begun. They will take your soul tonight to break an ancient curse on the Tyler family and the others. The people you saw in my grandfather’s house will be free when your virgin blood is spilled tonight. Now trust me and let me take your virginity,” he said drawing closer to me. Before I could say a word, his lips were on mine, kissing me passionately. I wanted to break free from his hold but felt too weak. I could only manage a lame kick which did nothing to move him away from me.

His hands worked frenziedly and undressed me. On the grass I lay and offered him my body. If I expected it to be pleasurable, I was dead wrong. He shoved himself into me with so much force that I felt like my head would split with pain. I yelled, but my cry was wordless. He shoved into me a few more times and then stood up. His groin was covered with blood as were my thighs. I was bleeding very much. “I am sorry it had to be this way. I am sorry Silvia,” he said sorrowfully. Slowly he began to disappear right before me. Before he completely vanished from my sight, I heard him scream as though something was killing him. Then I woke up on my bed. It was all a dream. A real dream however. I was bleeding on the bed. Ryan had actually taken my virginity. “Jesus! I am bleeding! I am bleeding! My virginity! My virginity is gone! Nneka I am bleeding! Nneka!!” My sister who was sleeping next to me woke up wondering what was wrong with me.

“What is it Silvia?” she asked. I pointed at the thick blood on the bed and on my body and replied, “My virginity is gone. I have lost it. Ryan has taken it from me.” “How? Did he enter our room? How could you have done such a thing Silvia?” “He did not enter our room. He appeared in my dream and took it from me.” “Your dream? That is not possible! Tell me the truth or else I will go and wake daddy right now!” “I swear Nneka. He did not enter here. He appeared in my dream…” I paused as I felt a strange presence in the room. “Jesus! Who is this Ryan? He has to be diabolical to do this,” Nneka observed. “He is very diabolical. Nneka help me please,” I pleaded. She stood from the bed and asked me to get up. When I did, thick drops of blood followed me. “Remove your clothes… wait did Ryan tell you anything in the dream?” “Yes, he did. His family wants to use my blood to break an ancient curse upon them. They had been looking for a pure virgin from Africa for years.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone about this? You look to me like you are dying. Come. Come, let’s go to the bathroom. I can’t believe what I have just heard. You know I am going to tell mum and dad. You look like you are dying.” “Go. Go tell mum and dad, I feel like they are coming to take me away. Nneka, please go tell mum,” I pleaded amid tears. “Okay, but clean yourself first. Don’t let them see the blood. It is just too much…” The words were still in her mouth when hands touched me and pulled me up from where I squatted. “Jesus! Jesus!! Jesus!!! Nneka help! They are taking me away!!! Help!! Mommy!!!’ In a flash, I was out of the bathroom. From the roof of the house I saw Nneka dashing toward my parents’ room, screaming her head off. She was running to inform them of what had happened to me.

After that scene, I was suddenly in a coven which seemed to me like a cave. There were ancient burning torchlights on the walls. The large coven was filled with black people. Many of them had chains on their necks, ankles and wrists. I looked around for any sign of Ryan but there was none. All I could do was pray. I prayed as fervently as I could and confessed my sins at lightning speed. I expected them to offer me on their altar which had already been prepared. A man walked over to me, touched me and I stopped praying. I wanted to pray but some unseen power sealed my lips. I looked down at myself and found that I had stopped bleeding and that all the blood on my thigh had vanished. Two women in white see-through silk gowns came over to where I stood and put their hands on me. They wore nothing under the white see-through silk gowns. I could see their breasts and virginal parts as plainly as though they wore nothing.

In that moment, all the people in the cave began to chant. Smoke began to belch from the dark floor of the cave. “We shall be redeemed with the blood of a pure African virgin. Tonight we shall rise to take our revenge on our white slave masters. We shall send the curse back to them with the blood of their own seeds!” that was Ryan’s grandfather. The others in the cave responded with words I could not understand. By now it had all become clear to me. They were going to use me to set themselves free from a curse which came upon them when white slave masters used them as sacrifices to redeem themselves and their generations from the curses on them.

I had heard about the curses of the black slaves and how white slave masters used blacks as sacrifices to return the curses on black American people. Slaves had cursed them, but they found ways to return the curses on the descendants of their slaves. When they had brought me to the altar, two buckets of sparkling water were brought to the two women. Simultaneously they scooped water from the buckets and sprinkled them on me and began to make some incantations. When they were done, two young white teenagers were brought into the coven. Then I saw two more altars I did not taken notice of. They were lower than the altar before which I stood. The teenagers went through the same water sprinkling ritual. After that, they were laid on the altars. I saw the eye of those teenagers begging for mercy. They had sealed their lips just like mine.

Without much ado, the teenagers were slaughtered while they lay on the altar. From the altar their blood flowed into something that looked like a sundial and the coven began to shake. Tears flowed from my eyes as I watched the bodies of those teenage girls, thrash, fighting to stay alive. “We were enslaved and then cursed. By the blood of these white virgins we return the curses to those who with the blood of our own put curses on us. With the blood of this black virgin, we shall cleans ourselves and our generations.” I was shaken by those words from Ryan’s grandfather. The moment he was done addressing the spirits which were obviously there, all the people in the room began to lay curses on the families of white slave merchants. Long list of names appeared on the walls of the coven. While they lay those curses, the chains on their necks, ankles and wrists began to fall off. I saw angry spirits leaving their bodies. I was so scared I passed out hot urine on myself. Within me I prayed fervently.

“It is done! Now with the blood of this African virgin, we wipe ourselves from the stain of the curses. We redeem ourselves! We rise free!” The two ladies by my side lifted me and placed me on the altar as though I had no weight. One of them placed her left hand on my face, raised her right hand and a knife was handed to her. While she lowered it toward my throat, I began to bleed again. For reasons beyond me, the coven began to shake violently. With amazing strength, the two ladies yanked me off their altar, screaming, “The altar has been defiled!! She is no virgin!! Her virginity is gone!!!” I lay on the floor praying within me as the altar on which they placed me broke apart from the middle and then crumbled into bits. All around me there were monstrous cries.

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