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Campus lovers – Season 1 – Episode 10 [Completed]

*Episode 10*

She was lying down feeling exhausted after what Charles had done to her the previous night. Suddenly she heard someone opening the door, someone she knew was Charles because the key to her room was with him. Then she heard another voice, not one but two and they were walking towards her.

She tried to run away but they dragged her back to the bed chuckling. A chuckle that held nothing but wickedness.

“Where do you want to go to lil sis. You know you have nowhere to run to,” Charles said and his two other friends laughed wickedly.

“What have I done to deserve this, please leave me alone she begged.”

“I love when you beg. And that is why my friends and I are going to fuck you mercilessly till you can’t walk.” He laughed wickedly

With that, they took their turns to rape her. With every thrust going deeper and faster. There was no mercy. She was pinned down by their strong hands helplessly. She screamed and begged for mercy until her voice became broken and empty. Until she felt lifeless and was slowly drifting away from the world.

Miranda woke up breathing heavily. She was screaming, shaking, and sweating profusely. She flinched when she felt someone touched her. “Do not touch me! Get away from me. You are all the same, you are a monster too.” She screamed and pushed him away.

“I am not, Miranda. It’s Jamal. You are safe here with me. Everything will be fine, don’t let the nightmares control you, honey.” He moved closer to her and whispered soothing words to her ears.

Slowly, the vision of the monsters faded away and was replaced by another beautiful memory and her and Jamal kissing. At that moment, she wanted him. She touched his face, carrying every part of it gently. From his forehead to his perfectly shaped lips. She felt to urge to kiss them.

He opened his lips to say something but she interrupted him by kissing him shyly. He responded instantly, moving his skillful lips against hers, kissing her deeper claiming every part of her mouth. Slowly he positioned her on top of him while kissing her. He kissed her jaw and trailed down to her neck. She let out a moan when he kissed the sensitive part of her neck. His hand traveled down to her breast. And when he touched her nipple, she felt waves of shiver in every part of her skin. She bucked her hips up from the overflowing pleasure, she wanted more. Her pant became damp when he rubs her nipple gently with passion. And when their lips touched, she felt his manhood become hard. She wanted to feel him. Then he stopped.

“That’s enough my love. Let’s sleep”
He grinned when he heard her groan in frustration. “Don’t worry love, we have a lot of time to try this later. Let’s sleep now”

“Ok, but promise you will hold me tight and be by my side still I sleep off?” she yawned softly.

“I promise my love. I will always be by your side,” he replied softly, kissing her forehead.

Jamal is kind of scared of rushing her into sex, not with all she’s gone through. She deserves a lot of love first, he needs to prove to her more than ever that there are amazing guys out there. And he’s one of them, he’s not sure if he will make a good boyfriend yet. But he will try his best.

The next morning, Miranda woke up and realize Jamal is not beside her.
“Jamal,” she called out.

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“Yes, I’m coming. Just stay on the bed,” he answered from the kitchen.

Just then she perceived the aroma of fried egg coming out from the kitchen.
“What is he doing,” she muttered.

He came out of the kitchen a few minutes later with a tray filled with sliced bread, fried egg with sardine inside and a cup of tea.
“Good morning sunshine, how was your night?” He said placing the tray beside her on the bed. She looked surprised.

“Wow, when did you buy all these? Because I know Ilorin sellers don’t open their shop by this time.”

“Well, I got lucky this morning,a Mallam opened early. Now stop asking questions and eat”

“Awwn all these for me? Thanks, dear,” she said and kissed him on his cheeks. “Let me brush my teeth first. Do you still have my toothbrush?”
“Yes, I do. Let me go and take my food too, I will wait for you.”

They later ate their breakfast together. And when she wanted to pack the plates to the kitchen, Jamal insisted on taking it to the kitchen.
“Thank you once again. I enjoyed the meal, you are a good cook.”

“You don’t need to thank me. You are my girlfriend,” he said rolling his eyes. “Expect this and many other romantic things in our relationship. Baby, I will spoil you with romance.” He said grinning.

“See this one oh! When did I say yes to you?” She snorted

“OK, let me make it official,” he said and knelt down on one knee.” Miranda Ama Lucas, would you do me the favour of being my girlfriend, my lover, my sunshine, my playmate, my bestie, my fuck buddy. Please say yes.

“You are such a drama queen. Get up jhuur.” She said laughing

“I’m serious. Be my girlfriend”

“Ok, I will be everything you said except the fuck buddy part. I don’t think I’m ready for sex now. Can you wait till I’m ready?” She asked seriously

“No problem my love. Sex is just an attachment, your love is the most important thing I need. Though, to be honest it’s not gonna be easy for me. But I will wait till you are ready. We can try other things right? Do you know what I mean?”

“Yes, I do. I will think about it,” she mumbled.

“I’m cool with that,” he said grinning like a fool. “I’m so happy right now, let me play music. Thank God there’s light.” He turned on the music and played African Star by Sauti Sol feat Burna Boy.

“Come, let’s dance my sweet Mira” he grasped her by the waist and pulled her closer.

“This is not even a dance song”

“I don’t care, just dance,” he replied smiling..

You got it all going on with your body

You got it all baby

Your papa Nigeria your mama na Ghana

My African star baby na…….

” The singer did not say Ghana oo, Jamal” she laughed loudly.

“I added that because of you na or have you forgotten that….?”

“I know silly. Thanks, baby”

They moved slowly to other slow songs with their foreheads touching till Jamal moved his lips on her hers. The kiss was sweet and slow at first until it became more intense and deeper.

“You always taste so sweet like Mirinda, Miranda” he whispered to her ears which made her giggled.

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He kissed her neck and didn’t even stop as he cupped one of her breasts in his hands, squeezing it with his huge palms. He smiled when he heard her let a moan, calling out his name softly. He pushed her slowly to the bed. She wanted to feel him too, Jamal noticed this too, he pulled off his shirt immediately. Her throat went dry as she took in his torso, his six packs, the muscles in his arms.

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“You like what you see uhn?” She teased.

“No, I don’t “she snapped

“Hmm, your mouth is saying no. But your face is saying another thing entirely. You look flustered,” he said with a smirk.

He trailed his fingers to her thigh. Her nails dug into his skin when she felt his fingers traced her inner thigh teasingly without touching the part she was throbbing for his touch.
“I can feel how wet you are for me, my sweet and innocent Mira”

“Innocent?” She said with a frozen gesture.

“What happened, dear?”

“I’m not innocent. That bastard took away my innocence. How can you still call my used body innocent?” She asked with tears slowly running out of her flushed cheeks. She wanted to move away but Jamal didn’t allow her.

“Mira, look at me. Please,” he begged.
She looked into his eyes, with his black orbs boring into her, entering her soul, heart and body.

“To my eyes Mira, you are the most beautiful and pure angel I’ve ever met,” he said and kissed her softly.

“You know, I was a strong advocate of ‘No Sex Before Marriage’. I always thought my first time would be special. I wanted to lose my virginity to someone special,” she admitted holding back her tears. She chuckled humorlessly, “but I guess they were only thought now. It can never happen again.”

“It’s okay. I promise I will make our first lovemaking special. That is when you are ready for it. I will worship every inch of your skin. I will be the first one to pleasure you between your hips. I will make you feel like a virgin all over again. I will give you the earth-shattering orgasm you deserve. I will make you feel special, my beautiful Mira.” He whispered softly.

She felt her pant became more dampen at his words. She bit her lips and whispered softly. “I want that too. Just not ready yet. Let’s focus on our study first”

“OK love, I will wait until you are ready. I love you” He kissed her softly again

“I love you too”, she whispered

“I can’t hear you honey. Speak louder” he said pretending not to hear.

“I said I love you.”

“I will always love you Mira,” he said kissing her deeper with passion.

She suddenly remembered she had a lecture that day.” What time is it?”

“It’s past 1. Do you have a lecture?”

“Yes, I do by 2 pm. I will be late if I don’t hurry up,” she said worriedly

“Just calm down. Let’s go to your hostel. You will dress up and I will take you to school”

“Do you have a lecture too?”

“No, I don’t. But it’s now my official duty to take my girlfriend to school. I will even wait for you till you are done.”

“Awwn that’s so sweet of you, thanks dear. But you don’t need to wait for me because I will be going to my friends’ place after class.”

“No problem I will take all of you home”

They went to her hostel, she hurriedly had her bath and dressed up. After she was done, they drove off to school.

After the lecture, Miranda told her friends about her relationship with him. They all congratulated her. She also told them they are going home together in Jamal’s car. They spotted Jamal and he drove them back to the town. When they got to MFM junction, they all got them and bade them goodbye.

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“I will miss you, babe,” he pouted and kissed her

“I know. Don’t miss mama too much, will be back soon,” she replied and they both chuckled.

“I go love oo. Let’s go jhur” Cassy said and they all left.

When they got home, Miranda opened up to them.
“I need to tell you something guys” she said nervously.

“What’s that?” Rekiyah asked.

She told them about everything that had happened to her.
“I’m so sorry it took me a while before I opened up to you.” She apologized

“It’s okay. We should be the one telling you sorry. I can’t imagine the trauma you’ve gone through,” Cassy said with tears glistening on her cheeks. Rekiyah was also sobbing.

“Hey! You guys should stop being emotional. It’s not my funeral or something.” She joked and they all snickered.

“You are a real fighter, love. I’m happy you’ve overcome your trauma.” Cassy said hugging her.

“Yeah. Three gbosa for Miranda the fighter,” Rekiyah said and they both cheered her.

“All thanks to you guys and Jamal too. I’m really lucky to have y’all in my life. I love you all,” she hugged both of them.

She felt a burden has left her heart after the confession. She was so happy.

Months passed by, the first semester ended and the second semester continued too. Miranda and Jamal’s love continues to bloom. Though they used to have arguments here and there, their love grew stronger. And Jamal still continues to be the romantic lover he has always been. Always showering Miranda with gifts and love.


*Author Note*

According to Unicef, about one in four girls have experienced sexual assault before the age of 18. Africa has the highest prevalence rate of child sexual abuse around 34.4 percent. And according to a survey over 31.6 percent of girls have had their first sexual encounter through rape and sexual assault in Nigeria. Only a few among these girls have reported having been raped. The trauma the girls go through is always very bad. Some girls turn to sex addict, some hate sex or anything that has to do with the opposite sex because of what they’ve been through. While some girls share their rape ordeals with other people, some don’t.

As a sociologist as well as a writer, I’ve always felt there is a need to talk about the trauma rape victims go through.  So, when I realized I need to get serious with my writing skills, the first thing that came to my mind was writing a story about a rape victim.

Because many of the rape victims have become so traumatized that they don’t even see any good thing about the male gender, they’ve developed so much hatred for men that they don’t want to see them around.

To be in a relationship with these types of women would be a difficult task but it can be possible through a lot of love, attention, and care and by convincing them that not all men are evil.


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