Living With My Grandma
š Episode 7 š
This episode is rated (18+)
When Darlington locked the door, he asked how my exam went. āDid you also get to meet him? You donāt look happy, why?ā He uttered in one breath. I didnāt say anything. I just stared at the tiled floor. Subconsciously, tears dropped on the tiles and he was quick to notice it. āZee, whatās the problem? Why are you crying?ā
Silence.
āDid you miss the exam, or did you fail?ā he sat on the bed. I didnāt even know how it happened, but as soon as I blinked twice, tears flooded my eyes. I couldnāt look Darlington in the eyes. This wasnāt what I expected. Like, how could it be that Iām shedding tears because of Meska? Well, I was so fragile. Little things could make me cry, but I never knew this day would come.
Darlington moved closer and started consoling me even without knowing while I was crying. He held me and pleaded that I stop crying. I placed myself in a very awkward position because he didnāt know how to comfort me. I breathed heavily, leaving him confused. A lot must be going on in his head.
After some time, I was able to stop, Darlington left my room and when I thought he already left, he came back with a plate of Jollof rice. I was stunned by how caring he appeared. I canāt explain what he was thinking but I felt he must be feeling I failed my exam, or perhaps missed it. I was able to eat half of the plate. There was no appetite for food.
Darlington lay on my bed watching movies with his phone. Silence stood between us. Only the sound from the movie filled the room. I just sat on my bed, scrolling through my phone.
An hour later, he stood and finally went to bed. He didnāt ask why I was crying either. He assumed I needed time for myself.
Darlingtonās POV
I went upstairs when I came out of Zeeās room. I got into the bed in one of the flats upstairs. But after rolling from one edge of the bed to the other for almost an hour, I couldnāt sleep. How could I? When all my mind was on Zee. When I have tasted her before. She was feeling hurt and I believe she needed a shoulder to cry on.
After several attempts to sleep for some time and I couldnāt, I went downstairs. I reached her door and knocked. Zee gladly opened the door and asked me to come in. She wasnāt even sleeping. It was obvious she needed a companion. I got into bed with her, and within some minutes, I got closer to her on the bed. Our bodies were touching each other. Zee was wearing a white short that revealed her lavishing laps and a top that revealed her firm and pointed b***s. My stuff got harder after every minute and my breath was hot as hell. I was literally snuggling with her.
Then, Zee made the move; she put her face on my chest and hugged me on the bed. We started holding hands too. Surprisingly, she planted a kiss on my cheeks. And that was the first sign that gave me the confidence to reciprocate.
Even though I felt Zee wasnāt in her right frame of mind, I responded with a kiss on her forehead. She kissed me again on the cheek. This time, I couldnāt resist. I plugged my lips. I could feel the shock on her. We both started breathing heavily.
I didnāt want to stop. I tried to open her mouth by trying to kiss her with more intensity. And gradually, I took charge; I climbed on top of her and started kissing her passionately, holding her two hands against the pillow.
For at least five minutes, we didnāt have enough sense to think about anything else. I continuously kissed her entire face and neck too. I knew the neck was one of her sensitive parts. I had noticed the other times we rolled on the sheet.
Zee was responding very well. She was groaning in pleasure. Then, all of a sudden, she seemed like she came back to her senses and realized what was happening. She pushed me away. It was really awkward for some minutes. I felt sad and she felt the same too. I was still on. My stuff was still hard down there but I left her room. There was still light, I reached for one of the sofas in the living room and sat there. It was 1:16 am when I looked at the wall clock. I felt horny and unsatisfied, so I started wanking while I watched one of the movies on my phone.
Zeeās POV
Thirty minutes after Darlington left, I couldnāt sleep. My head was unsettled. Voices here and there, saying this and that. I peeped through the door and noticed Darlington was sitting on the sofa pressing his phone. I somehow felt bad I lured him and still put him off when he least expected it.
I could still taste his lips in my mouth and that made me horny for him. I left my room and walked towards the sitting room. When he overhead my footsteps from behind, he used the power button, so I didnāt get to see what he was doing previously.
I sat next to him and told him to forget about whatever happened. I told him not to worry much about it. And we started having a normal conversation in which he asked why I was crying. There was no point telling lies. Since he already knew about Meska and I, I told him Meska broke up with me without narrating exactly what transpired between us. He was mute for a few seconds. Before he could say, Jack, I came up with my question. I asked him how he knew about Meska and I.
Darlington laughed with his hands in his mouth. When he cleared his throat, he confessed he once saw me while I was unlocking my phone. So he saw my phone pattern. He apologized for going through my WhatsApp because he noticed my countenance changed when he said that. I didnāt say anything.
Darlington said I should forget about Meska. He added that he would still come back begging. I donāt know how he did it, but Darlington was magical with his sugarcoated mouth. And he requested we get back to my room so we donāt get to wake grandma from sleep. We went inside in a second.
Darlingtonās POV
I heaved a big sigh of relief. I had thought she would ask about her friend, Annabel. I thought she would ask whom she was to me. I even thought that was why she pushed me away. She seemed to have forgotten I had something to do with her. As I said, Zee doesnāt seem to be in her right frame of mood. She had equally revealed the source of her sadness and sorrow. I was sad she was already in a relationship before getting to the University. It wasnāt the best time to advise her, so I let it slide and walked in with her.
I knew exactly what Zee wanted. Someone that could cuddle her to bed and let her get off those thoughts in her head. I couldnāt resist going inside her room for the second time.
Zee was talking about her relationship with Meska. She poured out her heart. And gradually, we started to hold hands. Zee went on cuddling her body against mine. She said she just wanted to sleep and forget her pains, heartbreak, and nothing more. I understood her perfectly. She didnāt want us to do anything else.
Zeeās POV
I rested my head on Darlingtonās chest, hoping to catch some sleep. It was 2:05 am, and we were still up. I could hear his heartbeats. It pounded faster. āAre you okay?ā I asked him. āYes. Iām fine,ā he replied. I kept quiet. My eyes were shut. I desperately needed some sleep but sleep was far from my eyes.
After a while, I felt some pinch down my shorts, I woke up. Darlington withdrew immediately. I lay my head back on his chest. After some time, his hand moved down to my shorts, and he inserted his hand inside my shorts, grabbing my bare a*s. I wanted to stop him, but some part of me was having pleasure from his soft touches.
When he noticed I didnāt resist him, he went wild with his two hands grabbing my a*s. Darlington gradually moved his hands upward to grab my b***s. Subconsciously, I adjusted to give him comfort to have them in his warm hands. I could feel his stuff getting harder. I was now facing up while he lay on his back on the bed. My own back rested on his belly while he held my b***s. He played with it under my clothes and he was considering pulling it over my head. I didnāt give in to that. I groaned when he pinched on my nips. My b***s were very firm and my dark brown n*****s were super hard. I was gradually getting wet down there. And again, I lay there, allowing Darlington have access to my body.
Darlingtonās POV
Seeing that Zee was responding to my touches, I turned and grabbed her by the hips and lay her down beside me. I reached for her top and pulled it off over her head and finally revealing her pointed and fleshy b***s. I played with it for a while before feeding on them. She was letting out a soft m**n while she held my head. I was exploring her n*****s like an adventurous Island. I was using my tongue on her nips.
Zeeās POV
He asked if he could go down, I said sure, not thinking of anything from previous experience. His fingers went down on my shorts; his forefinger on my c**t produced a major sensation, that was just building until all the muscles in my pelvic floor started pulsating rhythmically and I felt tingly all over. And something was going on in my head like, oh, geez, um. Not even five minutes in, I was m*****g and losing it, my body was freaking out, and all of the suddenāboom! I was heavily breathing and trying to pull myself together. It felt so warm.
Darlingtonās POV
When Zee reached the orgasm, she then pushed me by the side. She was back to her senses. She searched for her top and wore it back when she found it on the bed. And for the second and last time, I left her room still on. I headed straight to the bathroom and wanked to my satisfaction, before retiring to the bedroom upstairs. With that self-satisfaction, I was able to find some sleep. I know exactly what is in your mind; I need deliverance, right?
Zeeās POV
So sad realizing Darlington and I had shared our bodies again. I never wanted it. All I wanted was just to sleep over my pains, but he surely knew how to make me horny for him. He was an expert on that aspect. But the good thing is, I was able to catch some sleep after that short and pleasurable moment with my cousin, Darlington. Itās not something Iām proud of. I just lack enough will to stop him from taking advantage of me. So, donāt be quick to call me names, just pray you donāt find yourself in my position. I hope with time, I would someday end this whole mess.
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Friday was the day I returned to Awka and sat for my examination. I didnāt involve Meska again. Since I knew my way to and fro, I left as early as 6:00 am. Before 8:00 am, I was already waiting inside the campus.
Unlike the other day, the management of the institution handled the situation with more care on that day, and fewer of us came, unlike the first day. They equally provided canopies to shelter us just in case it rained. And that was how we sat for the exercise peacefully and with less hassle.
Around 8:00 pm, I got information from Unizik aspirant Facebook group that the result was out already. My body was literally vibrating. People were testifying about their results while some complained about some errors in the school portal, my unizik dot edu dot blah blah blahā¦ I checked and was shocked to see an invalid result. Then I heard a voice saying: itās all because of your atrocities. This is God punishing you! Ah! I was shivering. I asked them in the group chat, someone responded he had the same response too. At last, after several attempts, I saw mine. I scored 55/100. Well, it was not really bad since the competition was much. I just knew Iād have to commit everything to God because I was really uncertain about the outcome.
Weeks later, God did it for me despite my shortcomings. I got admission on merit to study Applied Microbiology and Brewing at Unizik. It was such a dream come true. My parents and siblings were happy for me. Grandma was happy too.
But something happened. It nearly took my life butā¦.
After I realized I had been offered admission to study the course of my choice, I was steadily active in the aspirant group chat. I didnāt want to miss out on any important information relating to the clearance and every other registration process.
A week later, I was beginning to notice some changes in my body. I felt tired regularly, my b***s hurt and I was nauseous and 3 days late for my period. It was strange. I never felt that way before and my instincts insisted I was expecting a baby!!! But I quickly debunked that thought immediately. How could it be now that I have been offered admission?
Another thing that made me feel I had been knocked up was the unignorable urge to pee. Like, I was the queen of holding my urge to use the restroom. I always prefer to hold it in. But when I tried many times, I found out I couldnāt do that anymore. I always rush to the bathroom and pee.
Grandma seemed to notice the changes too, but I told her I was sick. I knew if I had delayed more and didnāt act fast, and peradventure it turned out I was pregnant, she would know after some days. So, I opened us to Darlington. I told him about the changes I had been noticing lately. He asked if Meska and I did anything, I didnāt lie, I said yes. He shook his head, disappointed. I didnāt care. I only needed to do something very urgent before it becomes obvious if perhaps my assumptions were true.
Darlington agreed to assist. Truth be told, he was literally like my bestie. My partner in crime. It seemed as if werenāt blood-related. Iād say friends with benefits. That was weird though, but that was what it seemed like. Darlington later confessed he wanted to date Annabel but he soon found out she was a āplayerā and he didnāt like her āAbaā brought up kind of attitude, too. I knew Darlington told lies sometimes, so I couldnāt tell if he was being sincere, or if it was part of his lies. That boy can tell lie for Africa. I fear who no fear Darlington.
So, Darlington obliged to help me find out if I was pregnant or not. He asked for money, I gave him #500 naira. He went to a nearby chemist and returned.
He came back with what he called a pregnancy test. I havenāt heard of it before. I didnāt even know such a thing existed. Itās like litmus paper. He then taught me how itās been used. According to him, Iād need to pee and dip the paper inside my pee, if it turned out with a double stripe, it meant positive but if the outcome was just a single strip, then it meant I wasnāt pregnant. Darlington said itās better used in the morning, which was according to the Chemist. He said it was in the morning when hCG levels are most concentrated in the urine.
Did I even know what hCG level was? Damn! I was just scared. Something kept telling me I was pregnant, considering the marathon s*x with Meska that early morning. And realizing Meska and I wasnāt in good terms worsened my fear.
So, one morning, I summoned the courage to do the test. I told Darlington I was going to check it that morning. So he was in my room when I went inside the bathroom with a container. My heart thudded against my ribs. I was scared of the unknown. What if it eventually turns out double? What next? What would grandma say? My mom, Dad, and siblings? The neighbors? And my admission, too? I was startled by my thoughts. Itās all your fault, when you were smooching with him, you didnāt realize that for every action, there are equal and opposite reactions, the thought that came judging me.
When I did the sign of the cross, my eyes were closed for no reason. I pulled my undies, bent down, and peed on a container. I opened my eyes and brought out the pregnancy test that looked like paper. I read and re-read the instructions and precautions on its body.
āZee,ā Darlington called from my room.
āYes, Iām coming.ā
āWhy is it taking you time?ā
Silence.
āI hope you know how to use it?ā
Silence.
āZeeee.. Youāre not saying anything?ā He finally opened the door and met me crying.
āWhat is it?ā He took the pregnancy test from my hand and glanced at it. There were two red lines. I was on the mission to multiply and fill the earth.
Darlington hissed and shook his head, disappointed.
āZee, why? You should have done better? Why allow that boy to drill you without protection?ā He added to my discomfort.
āSsshhh..ā I admonished him to keep shut amidst tears that flooded my cheeks and eyes.
Grandma was around, and I didnāt want her to find out. āThen, stop crying, too. Isnāt she going to ask why youāre crying?ā I was mute. I didnāt know what to say or answer. āZee, thereās always a way out,ā he said, leading me out from the bathroom to my room. āWhat way? Abortion, isnāt that what you think?ā I said inaudibly. He didnāt say anything. He simply sat at the edge of my bed.
āYou know abortion is a big sin and what if I die in the process?ā
āCan you just stop? Nobody is going to die. This is not one of those books you read,ā he paused.
āWhat do you mean?ā
āI meant what I said. Besides, thereās nothing like big sin and small sin. All sins are equal before God.
I stared Surprisingly at him. I knew we were taught in Catholic Church that there is small and big sin and what he wanted me to do was categorized as a big sin. Darlington and I werenāt of the same denomination though. His father was one of the senior pastors of one Pentecostal church. Darlington was just the opposite of his father. He was far from being a pastorās son. He was simply a very good bad boy. His look can be deceitful.
āYes. There is nothing like big sin you just have to do this and save yourself before anyone else finds out. You know your father would be disappointed.ā
Darlington was saying all manner of things and I felt the devil was just speaking through him. He must have done something similar too. Not like I was planning to keep the pregnancy but I was equally considering if I peradventure I passed out in the process.
I was young and I didnāt know what it feels like to get rid of pregnancy. I have only read in books and stories how strange and sharp objects are being inserted into a womanās genitalia, and the whole process hurts them too. While some died in the process and a few others had lost their wombs during the process. And above all, it was considered a big sin before God. Soiling oneās hand with blood. That though dreaded me too. So, Iād have to kill an innocent baby?
Then, Darlington went on to narrate there were modern ways of getting rid of it. Hence, mine was still tender, just weeks of pregnancy. He said there wonāt be any form of complication. He said Iād only need to take some drugs and get the thing flushed away. Dude said it like it was so easy. I havenāt done it before and his words were gradually sinking in my heart.
For a few minutes, I simply sat there. I couldnāt feel anything and my brain didnāt seem to work. It was as if everything was behind a thick pane of glass. My eyes were wide and I couldnāt focus them. I couldnāt think. I didnāt know what to do.
āZee, whenever youāre ready, tell me. Iāll buy the drugs. Act fast oo..before grandma finds out.ā He headed towards the door and when he opened it, he was shocked. Grandma was standing behind the door and it was obvious she had been there for a while. Damn! I was frozen. I felt my heart beating faster than usual. Darlington stood there like a pole. He was dumbfounded.
To be continuedā¦.
