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•𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐑𝐄•
‘You are very beautiful, i've never met a girl like you’
I remember him saying as we f*cked in the girls bathroom. His smiling face as he rested his head on my chest, telling me sweet words and I giggled in response.
I wasn't an elite, but here I was being held and coddled by one. I felt on top of the world.
My dad always told me to stay away from the elites, that they were horrible people who would use you as a stepping stone for their greatness.
Apparently my dad had been involved with one of the elites’s parents.
It wasn't the same for me, I loved him and I had given my body to him, my soul and everything.
“Shit.” I cursed, picking up my english textbook that landed on my toe. I would just go to the bathroom first before its lunch time.
I placed my hand on the lock about to push the door open as moans echoed from inside.
“Oh! Oh my god…oh…Jire you’re so good!”
Huh?
“You take me so well too! damn where have you been all this while!” His baritone voice replied as their gaps echoed.
No.
No.
That’s not true.
I stepped away from the door heading downstairs to the other girls bathroom, washing my face and staring at myself in the mirror.
My skin was as smooth as Precious Igbinoba’s, I had perfect teeth like Moyosola Coker, I had beautiful hair like Adekunle Ifeoluwa.
I placed my hands on my hips, i wasn't endowed like Favour, Wunmi or Treasure.
Heck i didn't even have entrancing eyes like Treasure.
B-but i was pretty, i looked like a model! Was that not enough?
I wiped my face, heading to the cafeteria as everyone kept looking at me like I was stained with blood. It wasn't my time of the month so that was definitely not it.
I stared at where he sat, with some Ss3 boys laughing and talking.
“Jire” He took a bottle from Nonso and stopped smiling when he saw me.
“See how she's calling you, like you are acquainted.” Nonso laughed and Jire laughed with him. I was shocked, he kept talking to his friends ignoring me and everyone kept giving me weird stares.
“I need to talk to Olajire.”
“Ee! Jire shes horny o! shes looking for next victim!” Johnson, an Ss3 student said and they all laughed along.
What were they talking about?
And then I got a notification on ASKBRYNN.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.
The eye was an account on ASKBRYNN that the school authorities or teachers didn't know about. It was an account that was run by someone nobody knew and it was used to expose or rat out students.
I tapped on the notification and the caption read:
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒚𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒚..𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎? @𝑰𝒕𝒛_𝒓𝒂𝒆.
I scrolled down and a video of me and jire having sex in the girl’s bathroom popped up. My moans echoed and jire’s face was not visible.
Comments read :
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒚.
𝑺𝒍𝒖𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎.
𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒆𝒇?
“What happened? Are you having loss of memory abi you forgot who fucked you?” Jire said to me and his guys laughed.
He knew he was the one in the video, he knew he was my first and only.
“Maybe she wants to get some rounds with you.” Nonso said sizing me up before whispering into Jire’s ear.
“Nahh, bro, I don’t do low class bitches like her.Girls like her make sex boring.” The boys gasped laughing and hitting the table.
My heart sank as tears clouded my eyes. I couldn't move, I clenched my fists in anger as they kept laughing.
Then finally I felt a hand pull me from their presence and into the girl’s bathroom down the hallway.
I stared at her, her afro hair packed up, the curls dangling from the bond. It was Adekunle Ifeoluwa, and she was 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚.
And I burst into tears.
“Ahaa… why me… he told me he loved me!” She wrapped her arms around me letting me cry on her shoulder.
“He says that to every girl before ‘using and dumping.’”
I sniffled, “He used you?”
“God forbid I let that horrid bastard touch me.” And that made me cry more, was i so blinded in love that i didn't see all that?
“He doesn't deserve your tears, its in the past now.”
I sniffled, my head pounding from all the crying. I remember the way he hugged me and always bought me gifts.
‘Can you hear yourself?’ My brain said to me.
He 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 me.
“B-but i can fix him.”
And she burst into laughter, “Relax bob the builder, he has ten girls trying to fix him too. You all look like a construction crew.”
Her words hit me hard and i stopped crying, tomorrow was Open day. What would my dad say if he finds out his baby girl is called a 𝒔𝒍𝒖𝒕.
“The eye… everyone knows now.. what am i going to do?”
“Nothing.”
Huh?
“No one can escape THE EYE, its motive is to break its victims, catch them off guard. The only thing you can do for yourself is lift your head high and carry yourself with pride.” I nodded my head in understanding.
“Um..can I ask a favor?”
“I'm listening.”
“Can you please follow me back on instagram? I really like you and I bought all the skin care you advertised too.” I closed my eyes waiting for a harsh reply but I felt her hand on my shoulder.
“If that will get you to stop crying and be confident, sure. I could even tag you on my next post.”
My heart warmed at her words and i hugged her again. “Thank you so much!”
“Yeah,I have classes to attend. Remember, head high!” And with that she walked out.
I cleaned my eyes and smiled at myself in the mirror.
My phone pinged and i saw a notification from Askbrynn and instagram.
𝐀𝐬𝐤𝐁𝐫𝐲𝐧𝐧: 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖.
𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 : 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕.
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖.
I may have been humiliated and downgraded but at least I achieved something today. Adekunle Ifeoluwa spoke to me, hugged me and even followed me on instagram.
An elite.