The adventure of Bimpe Episode 1

Episode 1
She was running, running and running, her legs were weakening, her white mini go-wn was drenched with sweat and stuck to her back, her makeup was all sticky, the br@zilian extension she had on was dripping sweat and stuck to her head and face, she couldn’t run any longer, but if she wanted to be alive, she had to. She turned back to see if her pursuers were behind, she saw no one. She decided to rest and catches her breath, just then her phone rang;
Woman: “Hello”
Man (on the phone): “You can only run, but you can’t hide, this is my city and I will get you.” She began to fidget, and the phone fell out of her hand as she began to slowly go down, till she slumped on the red sand, consumed with fear. As she l@yon the ground, her face in the sand, tears dropping from her eyes, mixed with phlegm, pooled on the red sand ma-king it muddy. She thought back to how and where it all started…
On the day that Adebimpe was to go to the University, she woke up before the c–k crow, she went to the bathroom outside the house, made of corrugated Zinc sheets, to bathe. After bathing she wore her Christmas go-wn, it was the only good clothe she had, the rest of her clothes were the ones she used for farm work and hawking firewood, from which she got money to fend for her family. She was the first child of 4 children, and the only daughter. Her younger brothers’ education la-id squarely on her shoulders, her father was crippled by an accident in the steel mill he worked for, the compensation money was used to rent and stock a shop for her mother. Bimpe’s mother, Basirat was an irresponsible woman, the proceeds from her shop she used in pursuing young boys in the village, till they could no longer pay the rent for the shop. Her father, Ladejo just sat in his chair everyday unable to control his b©dy, much less his unruly wife, so every day he died a little more. As Bimpe lathered her b©dy, she thought of the family she would leave behind, how would they cope without her? She had left money which she had been saving up, to her mother for their upkeep. She hoped her mother would be responsible now that she was no longer there.
At six am, she bade farewell to her family, her younger brothers, Tunde, Afolayan and Dele clung to her, crying.
Dele: “Aunty Bimpe, don’t leave us” he cried
Bimpe: “I am not leaving you; I will come back most weekends. Remember what I told you, education is the key to success, if we want our life to improve, I have to go to school”
They followed her to the bus park where she boarded a bus going to Lagos, stayed with her till the bus was filled and on its way. They kept waving at her till the bus drove out of sight, then slowly they turned back to walk the distance home. On each of their young minds were the thought of seeing their elder sister again.
Bimpe couldn’t sleep on the bus, her mind was preoccu-pied, she was just twenty years old, but the weight on her shoulders, how would she sponsor her education and still cater for her siblings. She was no longer at home where she could sell firewood for money, so what was she going to do for money. The money on her was just enough for school fees and registrations, she thought of her feeding and upkeep.
“When there is a will, there is a way” she said within herself trying to motivate herself. Her goal was to come out with a first clas-s, get a good job and move her family to a more comfortable life, and she was determined to get her goal, no matter the cost.
Driver: “Berger dey?” he shouted. Some pas-s£ngers alighted, and Bimpe realized she was very close to Lagos. She blanked her mind out and fed her eyes. She was filled with excitement as she realized she was going to be living in this beautiful city, not that backwater town of Ilisan. Soon she alighted at Ojuelegba and found her way to school.
A group of ladies, all sporting the longest br@zilian extension, with designer shoes and bags, sat in the school’s cafeteria. This cafeteria was unlike the one patronized by the students on the lower rung of the ladder, this one was fully air-conditioned, and its parking lot was always filled with the latest model of cars. Students that c@m£ here were the children of politicians, business tycoon. In this cafeteria, you won’t miss running into one of these celebrities still in school. These ladies had scanty meals in front of them, they were one of the ‘keep fit’ families, you could tell from their hour glas-s shapes. They were members of a sorority house, a rave club, they threw the costliest p@rties, people talked about their p@rties for weeks after the p@rty. Every new session, they stayed on the lookout for young Jambites who they could invite into their club. So today they sat and discussed prospective students they were scouting to join them.
Nena: “I will check my dep@rtment, hang around the year one clas-ses, there must be someone that got what it takes to be our sister” she said twirling the chapman in her glas-s.
It was Bimpe’s third day in the University of Lagos; she had been going for her clas-ses religiously, howbeit on empty stomach. Her roommate in the school hostel however, was always going out at night and coming back in the morning, looking disheveled and smelling of alcohol. She would sleep all day and go out at night again. Bimpe often wondered why she bothered coming to school, she could have just stayed home she thought. After her third lecture, she had a long break before the next lecture, she decided to sit un-der a mango tree in front of the lecture auditorium and revise her notes. Her stomach churned and growled, the hunger was b!tt!g, but she paid no heed as she glanced throu-gh her notes. A tall handsome young man c@m£ to sit close to her; he had his phone out and was tapping at it anxiously. He put the phone to his ear and after a while began muttering to himself, with a worry frown creasing his brow.
Bimpe: “Are you looking for someone, maybe I can help you” The man turned and smiled at her. Her breath caught in her che-st, she just gazed at him, taken in by his dazzling smile. She had never felt this way towards anyb©dy, she usually re-ad of such in the Mills and Boons novels she had tucked in every corner of her room in Ilisan. She usually bought it from a ramshackle bookshop in the community.
Man: “My name is Brian, I am not a student here, I am here looking for my sister, her number is switched off”
Bimpe: “Sorry, what is her name and her discipline, I could ask around”
Brian: “She is called Oyinda, but she probably bears another name in school, she is studying Economics”
Bimpe: “You are in luck, Oyinda is my roommate, she should be in the hostel now, I could go get her for you”
Brian: “Let’s go”
That day was the beginning of their friendsh!p; they bec@m£ close so much that they were spending so much time together. Brian soon realized that Bimpe was a girl of little means, so he took it upon himself to provide for her, he took her shopping, bought clothes, trendy bags and shoes, and provisions. This would have been a good development in Bimpe’s life, if it was not disturbing her education. Bimpe started going to clas-s whenever it was convenient, or whenever Brian was out of town. Brian and Oyinda were from rich home, therefore, Brian was not at any job, he had a trust fund waiting for him, and the only condition was for him to get married. Oyinda had her own trust fund, all she had to do was complete the University with nothing less than a 2.2. So after all her p@rtying, she was slee-ping around with the lecturers for grade. The only loser therefore, was Bimpe, the girl from a poor home. As a result of d@t!ngBrian, she managed to forget about the situation at home, she did not go for weekends as she had planned because the weekends were spent in Brian’s pla-yhouse, somewhere on the Island. Bimpe strives to be the kind of girl suited for Brian, she changed her way of dressing, bleached her skin so much that you would never know she was the same Bimpe from Ilisan.
All these while, their relationsh!phad been without S-x because, Bimpe had refused, saying they should wait a little. One day, a Saturday, after having a fixed clas-s in the auditorium, she decided she would spend the weekend at Brian’s place, so she went to the hostel, took a few clothes and took a bus to C.M.S. While she was trying to board a bus at C.M.S to Admiralty where Brian had his pla-yhouse, she thought of calling him, but when she tried the number, it refused to connect, severally. So, she proceeded without calling him. On getting to the house, the gateman alre-ady knew her so he let her in. She had this giddy feeling in the pit of her stomach that she was in a committed relationsh!pwith a man who was from a wealthy family.
Bimpe: “Who said education was the only way to a better life” she thought to herself and giggled as she swung the door open. The giggle died in her throat as she saw her Brian sprawled on the sofa, and a dark skinned girl with big bu-m was kneeling on the floor, rendering him a ‘b—–b’. She staggered and supported herself with the wall.
Bimpe:”Brian!” she exclaimed. When he turned, his eyes bulged with surprise; he quic-kly shoved the dark skinned girl away and hurried to stand. But Bimpe, went out of the house, and ran all the way to the gate.
Gateman: “Kai small madam, why you dey run like say pire don catch oga Brian house” he said after her, as Bimpe ran out the gate. She was crying as she walked to the bus st©p, this was her first relationsh!p, she gave all of herself except her vir-ginity to Brian, was that the reason he cheated on her with a dark skinned girl? After he said light skinned babes were his thing. All these thoughts fought to gain preeminence in her head, as she walked slowly to board a bus. She was lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize a car was driving slowly behind her till it honked at her. She rushed out of its way, but the car still st©pped beside her. The driver wound down the window and invited her in.
Man: “I do not know why you are crying, I probably cannot solve your problems, but at the least I can give you a ride to wherever you are going”
Bimpe: “Thank you, I am going to the University of Lagos”
Man: “Oh, that’s a long way from here, but I would love to take you there. Hop in” he said and Bimpe got into the car.
Bimpe: “I am Adebimpe, and thanks for the ride”
Man: “I am Dominic, and you are welcome. A pretty girl like you deserves the best. Here is my card, call me anytime” Bimpe collected the card and tucked into her bag. When she got into the school, she went straight to her hostel. Her roommate, Oyinda was just about to leave for the weekend.
Oyinda: “Ha, Bimpe, why are you here, thought you would be spending the weekend with my brother?”
Bimpe: “Your brother is a cheat, I am so done with him” she replied vehemently and began to cry. She told everything she saw at Brian’s house, to Oyinda, who consoled her and told her that to keep her man, she had to give him the ‘cookie’, and also, that Brian loved her, the other girl was probably a pick up or just a side chick.
Oyinda: “You are the main chick girl, as beautiful as you are who wouldn’t want to have you, he probably masturbates every night, thinking about you” she said and they laughed over it.
Months later, Bimpe had given her vir-ginity to Brian because she was made to believe, that the way to keep her man was throu-gh S-x. So he had turned her into his S-x machine, she didn’t live in the hostel again, she had relocated into Brian’s house as he had promised to marry her after her completion of University. Few days to her first semester exam, Bimpe tried to re-ad the much she could but couldn’t. She was be-riddled with fever and vomiting, and then it occurred to her that she had not seen her monthly period for the past two months. Panicky she rushed to the pharmacy nearby to get a test kit. With sweaty palms she urinated on the test stick, and raised it to her eye level to see. Lo and behold, there were two pink lines on the stick. She was pregnant.
Question: What is Bimpe from Ilisan going to do, now that she is pregnant, will Brian accept the pregnancy and marry her?” Do you think S-x keeps a man, and did Bimpe make the right decision giving her vir-ginity to Brian?
Bimpe staggered against the door of the bathroom, she slowly dropped to the floor.
Bimpe: “ Yeeh! Mo gbe! Mo ku oh! Mo tidaran” she wailed with her hands on her head. She brou-ght out her phone and texted Brian’
Bimpe: “Sweety, come to the house immediately, it is urgent” she typed and s£nt. She decided to take her bath, after which she dressed up in a bu-m short and crop tee shi-t. She told herself that it was not a big deal, now that she was pregnant, she would marry Brian, while still in school, people did it every day, and this was the higher institution, not secondary school. Few minutes after, Brian c@m£ in, looking anxious, his eyes were questioning, seeing that Bimpe was physically alright.
Brian: “I thought the house was on fire” he said as a way of asking.
Bimpe: “I am pregnant” she said with a smile. First Brian’s face lacked expression, it was blank, then slowly, an angry scowl formed on it.
Brian: “What do you mean by this, if this is a joke, it is in poor taste” he said sternly. Bimpe was confused by his reaction, her heart began to fret but she gave herself an explanation, he was probably shaken when she s£nt the text.
Bimpe: “Baby, I am not joking, why would I joke with something like this, I am pregnant. I did a urine test. What is the way forward, after my exams, we could go to see my parents together” she said.
Brian: “Ha! Why didn’t you take care of yourself, are you a child? Anyways, we don’t have to see your parents, they don’t have to know”. Bimpe looked at him quizzically. Her br@in was yet to connect with what Brian was saying to her.
Bimpe: “Egbon, what are you saying to me right now?”
Brian: “I have a very good doctor who will take care of it; it will be like it never happened”
Bimpe sat down ha-rd on the chair, her world just crumbled before her eyes.
Bimpe: “Brian, don’t do this to me na, plea-se I beg you, I gave you my vir-ginity, don’t do this to me”
Brian: “Come on baby, I love you and I will marry you, but it will be on my terms, I don’t want to feel like I married you because you fell pregnant” he said and tried to pu-ll her into his arms, she shifted away from him, sadness in her eyes. She stood up without saying a word, packed a few of her things, and her books and left the house. Brian just watched her silently.
Brian: “She will come around, they all do” he said to the empty house, a coy smile on his thinl-ips.
Bimpe took a bus back to the main land, she would go to the hostel, hopefully she would meet her former roommate, and beg her to talk to her brother, how she, just a girl of twenty would commit ab-ortion.She told herself that if Brian really loved her, he wouldn’t ask her to commit ab-ortion. She wished she never gave him her vir-ginity, she felt pressured to keep him, she should have just let him go, now she wouldn’t be in this dilemma.
Bimpe: “Too late, can’t turn back the hands of time, ahead” she said as she wiped her eyes. She remembered the man she had met at Admiralty road the day she had found a woman in Brian’s house; she began to search her handbag for the card. She found it buried un-der other junk in the bag.
Bimpe: “If Brian f0rç£s me to ab-ort, I will never forgive him, I will leave him and this man will be my ch!pin the bag. I cannot go back to a life of poverty” she contemplated as she looked at the card. Reaching the hostel, she met Oyinda with one of her clas-smates, the latter was teaching Oyinda a course, but Oyinda was not getting it.
Oyinda: “Why am I wasting my time with this, not like I will ever work in my life. I just have to sleep with Prof and this course is in the bag” she shoved the book away just as Bimpe entered.
Bimpe: “Oyinda” she said in a lack lvster way.
Oyinda: “Iyawowa, why are you wearing that face na?”
Bimpe: “Is it not your brother?” she said and looked at Oyinda’s clas-smate
Oyinda: “Alright girlie, we will see in the exam hall tomorrow, bye and thanks”
Clas-smate: “you have not paid me for the lessons” she said
Oyinda: “Extortionist, what did I learn, that I have to pay you” she sighed and brou-ght out two crispy one thousand naira notes. They watched as the clas-smate gr@bb£d it and left. Bimpe thought that perhaps she could have taken up a job of home tutor by the side to make money, instead of being lured into this life. Too late, she told herself.
Bimpe: “I am pregnant for your brother” she dropped the bombshell. Oyinda stood up in surprise.
Oyinda: “Haba why didn’t you take care of yourself, are you a child?”
Bimpe: “If I hear that one more time, I will break someone’s head”
Oyinda: “Come on ore mi, it has not got to that”
Bimpe: “If I am your friend, help me talk to your brother, I don’t want an ab-ortion”
Oyinda: “I will, look, there is a trust fund worth billions of naira, he can only access this when he gets married. I guess it is just initial gragra, he will marry you, if not for anything, for the billions involved”
Bimpe: “Thank you my friend” she said a bit relieved.
Things took a turn for the worst when Bimpe c@m£ back from her exams and met Brian and Oyinda, the latter looked at her pensively and shrugged. Bimpe’s heart fell when she saw the look on Brian’s face, before he opened his mouth, she knew he didn’t want the child, but she never knew it was worse than that.
Brian: “Bimpe, I am sorry that things have come to this. I wish I could follow you home to see your parents, but I can’t. When I saw you that day, I liked you, but I didn’t tell you that I had a girlfriend, who is my fiancée, she was in the United States, but now she is back, and she has picked a d@t£. My parents are behind her, I dare not say otherwise. plea-se forgive me, we cannot keep this baby” he said and made to t©uçh her.
Bimpe: “Don’t t©uçh me”! She screamed
Oyinda: “Bimpe, take it easy”
Bimpe: “Thank you very much, Brian, plea-se tell me a time that will be suitable, I want to come and pack my things”
Brian: “Don’t worry, I alre-ady brou-ght them, they are in the car outside”Bimpe fought the pain, Brian really wanted her out of his life, after taking her pride, the tears won the fight, and streamed down her cheeks like rain. She moved like a robot out of the room, she saw Brian’s silver BMW, and walked to it, the boot of the car open, she turned and saw Brian behind her, she pu-ll-ed out her luggage and went inside the room. She had got material things from Brian, but was it worth the pain she felt and the dilemma she was now in? When she got into the room, Oyinda could not meet her eyes, she shook her head sadly, she just lost her lover and her friend on same day. She quic-kly changed into a denim pla-ysuit and gr@bb£d her Gucci bag, off she went. On her way out of campus, a car pu-ll-ed over close to her, it had a tinted window. The window rolled down on the driver side, and Bimpe saw a beautiful lady, who looked like a half caste, she beckoned to Bimpe to hop into the car.
Woman: “I am Nena, a sister of the Sigma Delta Tau, our house is the white and gold mansion beside the Vice Chancellor’ administrative block. I want to invite you to our p@rty, it is for new students who are interested in joining us. I have been looking for someone who deserves to be our sister, but have not seen, till I saw you” she said. Bimpe promised that she would come to the p@rty that night. Immediately she alighted from the car, she brou-ght out the card Dominic had given her, she dialed the number with the iphone Brian had bought for her the first time they had S-x.
Bimpe: “Hello Dominic, this is Bimpe, we met on Admiralty”
Dominic: “Oh cool, was thinking you were never going to call”
Bimpe: “Sorry dear, I have been busy with Exam preparations”
Dominic: “Are you free now, let me come pick you up”
Bimpe: “Sure”
Dominic drove to the hostel in his big Prado SUV, he took Bimpe and they drove to Sweet s-en-sations to eat. There they talked and got to know each other. There and then, Bimpe accepted his proposal to d@t£ her, she told him it was because, her ex broke her heart, but she didn’t tell him of the pregnancy. Their relationsh!pwas enviable by all, even Oyinda envied them. After her semester exams, Bimpe visited a clinic to carry out a D and C. That day she cried, every pain she felt from the procedure she cursed Brian. The next day after the procedure, she decided to spend her holidays with her family. Dominic bought things like Ankara materials, dry lace and shoes for her family. Bimpe still bought provisions for her father and clothes for her siblings. Dominic was really good to her, but she knew Brian did much more and yet still betrayed her, so she was not re-ady to be a fool the second time.
Question: Do you think Bimpe could have taken up a job of home tutor or selling at Sto-res by the side to make money than going out with a guy to loose her vir-ginity?