DENIAL

Denial is a common response to certain situations and circumstances, especially when they are unbelievable or unworthy of association. There are some experience you can't comprehend so you just pretend it never happened.

In the last story OUR LEADER, among oge's friends there was childi. We will talk about her here.

Chidi had never really fit in with the clique,yes she was bold, street wise,her parents were also rich but she never had any of the sophistication of the other girls. She was a proper, beautiful girl but would rather not make too much fuzz about her look,or mannerism.

After the rape incident she was the one that initiated the first confrontation and fight with their leader. Chidi was outraged. She had seen when their leader stepped out, so must have known or at least suspected what would happen. She cut ties with the clique and made friends with those who her former clique had always reffered to as lower class. 

Most of her new friends didn't have a driver that dropped them off at school or picked them up but she didn't mind,they were so simple and unassuming to the extent of irritation but their innocence refreshed her. Sometimes she would dodge her driver just to trek home with these new girls. They would sing local songs,joke and play as they went home, something she didn't do before. On one of those days they saw a Calabash with stripes of red and white cotton cloth,eggs,coins and coweries and other things in it.

"Be careful" one of the girls called out.

"So people still believe these things?" Another girl asked in disgust and chidi walk to where the Calabash was sitting and kicked it. It overturned.

"You see,the gods and whatever it was meant for are powerless" chidi said with a laugh,the girls chided her,others said she should tell her mother when she got home,she could die from that action of hers.

Chidi got home and met her mother. She greeted her in the living room and her mother asked her how school went,then chidi went to her room without saying anything. She dropped her backpack on her bed and looked round her room and her eyes rested on the calendar on the wall. She was two weeks late. In the evening she went to a nearby pharmacist and bought some drugs their leader had prescribed to them one time,she took it that night and in the morning nothing happened. She continued and almost overdosed on it and not even a drop of blood was in sight.

After one week she decided that either this baby she was not totally sure she was expecting killed her or she killed it.Her school uniform had a belly belt for the dress,she purchased two wider and tighter ones. She would wear one to and in school and the other at home. Anyone that asked she said she was training her waist. As much as this sounds fictious,it happened. Her legs began to swell,her friends noticed and concluded that the gods were punishing her for kicking away the sacrifice to them. Chidi didn't stop

the rumors,she let them fly. Her mother was a very busy national trader that was rarely home and her father a security official serving in another state so no one at home bothered her. She would bear the pain and if the pain became unbearable she would only tighten the belt. She was determined, either she killed this wicked child or it killed her but one of them must die.

Soon her mother noticed the swollen leg and her daughter's shielded discomfort and took her to the hospital. During consulation with the doctor chidi asked to speak to the doctor in private,her mother refused but the doctor obliged her and she told this doctor all that happened and offered to pay the doctor for abortion. After some quick examination the doctor stated that it was too late to have an abortion, infact she was due. She then told him to induce labor and kill the child. The doctor studied her and saw determination,if he didn't do it she would. He agreed.

With a little medical push chidi went into labor,he went outside and beckoned to her mother,in a private unoccupied ward he told her his plan and what she should do. Chidi had her baby and the doctor took him away,he assured her that the child was dead. She spent some days in the hospital recuperating, during this time she saw little of her mother. She went home happy, relieved and feeling very free.

Her driver drove into her home and she got down,she walked into the living room and met her mother rocking a baby.

"If you don't want him I do,you are my only child, now I have a son". Her mother said.