This was it..the day they’ve all been waiting for..as a young girl of just 19 years of age..I had envisioned my wedding day to be on a beach with lots of decoration..twinkled lights and pearls on my wrist..I would want it to be towards evening where lights could been seen and glow beautifully..yes! That’s my dream..No, I don’t need much crowd..family and few friends would do; but that’s a dream for age 25, I am just 19 and d–n I love this guy David..my first love..the guy I willingly gave my virginity..he was just 21 and we are about to get married? What life would we live?
My father was a deacon..well respected in church..he took me as his pride..the apple of his eyes, I shouldn’t make a mistake
“You just have to be perfect”
He often tells me like I was an angel without blemish..Dating any guy was out of the picture, I would squat all night if he dare catch me standing, talk less of even talking with any boy..but it wasn’t my fault they always come after me, I was extremely pretty with my sweet, tiny voice that when I sang in church I would have to run home after service before my father see those guys asking for my number
How then did David come into the picture? the guy was too handsome with an equal melodious voice that sometimes I would insist he takes Solo in our choir group..we were choristers and I started crushing on him the moment he saved me from falling off stage during Christmas Carroll.. He was this gentle guy, even my dad loved him, so it wasn’t an issue when my dad noticed we became friends
He was sacrificial and somehow stuck to my side..and when he asked me out, I agreed immediately; and then we started our hide and seek lovers game..we dated secretly for 5months..I had my first kiss on my nineteenth birthday and I felt I was ready..ready to give everything to him..
I invited him home for the first time when mum and dad had gone for their normal church meetings. I never knew he was a virgin too..we had that painful, blissful moment but my parents caught us naked..it was hell for me..I didn’t care..it was decided then..my father would not tolerate immortality in his house..we have to get married
Now I stand staring at the mirror in my wedding dress..David had pleaded with me to give in..but I knew our lives still had a lot to accomplish..so I ran, I left him stranded at the altar..I have to find my life someplace far..my name is oluwatoke bisola..and this is my story..