I used to be a very carefree and loose girl. I trusted people so much and made friends with every Tom, Dick and Harry. I preferred male friends to female friends because most men do not have time for envy, competition, hypocrisy or gossip, unlike the girls. I had so many male friends and I loved hanging out with them and also talking to them about stuff.
I had four close friends. John, Austin, Tom and Henry. We were very close and were always together. We had even become family friends because our families knew one another. John and Henry had girlfriends and they always suspected our closeness but I didn't care. Henry and I were the closest. His girlfriend's name was Juliet. She didn't like me one bit, and I understood that it was because of my relationship with her boyfriend.
Suddenly, she started talking to me and even asked me to be her friend. I was surprised and I was also reluctant to be her friend but I accepted anyway. She was trying to get close to me and I stylishly told her once that I didn't like girlfriends... I preferred guys, and she told me she understood, but she wasn't like other girls.
One day, we were all at the mall when an attractive young man walked up to me to say hi and later asked for my number. We were still talking when Henry walked up to us and told the guy, whose name was Jake, to leave me alone. And as for me, I was getting to like the guy. I got angry and told him it was my choice to make, and not his, so he's the one who should leave me alone. He wasn't expecting that from me and just walked away.
Weeks passed by, Jake and I became very close went on dates, and I even got to know his friends.....who were all guys. My friends didn't like Jake one bit and they tried to talk me out of the relationship but I ignored them. They told me he was a Playboy and all sorts but I didn't listen. Later on, Jake and his friends hosted a night party at a club, which happened to be in a hotel. I was invited and I went there.
The night of the party - It was a very nice party filled with beautiful people, who had no sense of direction. I regretted going to the party because I wasn't a fan of loud music or alcohol. I sat on my own and watched everything that was happening. Jake noticed I was lonely and came to sit with me. He offered me Vodka and I reminded him that I don't take alcohol. He persuaded me and told me to try to just for the night. I agreed and drank just a cupful. A few minutes later, I started to feel dizzy and before I knew it, everything went dark.
I woke up the following morning with pains all over my body. I found myself in a hotel room. I gathered the little strength I had and stood up from the bed. I looked at my thigh and saw blood. It dawned on me that I was raped and I passed out immediately.
Two days later, I found myself in a hospital ward, with Henry beside me. I asked him what happened and he told me he got a message on his phone the morning after the party.....which read thus..."come to Everton Hotel, Room 306...she'll stay away from people's boyfriends next time". I knew it was Juliet that planned everything, and I was stupid enough to have fallen into her trap. The worst part was that I was pregnant and the father was nowhere to be found.
I regret every single bit of it but fortunately for me now......the child is a blessing to me and everyone around him. This is me looking at the glass not half empty or half full...but making the most of the fact that I have a glass at least. Not the way I would want things to be but what's done is done, so I look towards making the best out of the broken pieces.
Cheers.
Gingered Up! ❣️
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