Behind iron doors

so, i feel a little jobless and actually overwhelmed that am finally on blogger and why it has taken this long to do this, but thankfully am here, so while am at it i d like to share a little something am writing and tell me how it goes, ok i titled it behind iron doors

BEHIND IRON WALLS

Sheila Young

Clang! That was the sound that hit me finally, when I got into the black Maria, its true, I started to panic, hitting the door of the truck with all my might and screaming so loud my spleen wanted to burst. “Let me out of here, I am innocent”, just then the BM coughed and started its journey to the unknown, I continued screaming till I heard a very low voice go “Oh shut up woman”, I looked down and for the first time I noticed a lean woman with swollen eyes, with me in the truck, she was just convicted of killing her husband because he tried to rape her daughter from her first lover, her trial was just before mine.

That journey I tried to reconcile was the first step of my misery and funny my freedom, as the BM drove unsteadily out of the Ikeja high court, I couldn’t help but sit down on the bare brown bench darkened with age and stare, I wasn’t really guilty, this wasn’t happening, how could this happen to me, this and many other things flooded my mind as I hear the judge go 2 years in prison. Funny I should be grateful, its two years with the kind of lawyers I have I could appeal and have my sentence short after all, I didn’t do anything, I was only set up , at least that’s what I know. Suddenly the Black Maria spurted and stopped, I looked outside through the tiny spaces that the truck had, so tiny a two month old s fingers couldn’t pass through and we were in a strange place actually surrounded by bush. And the next thing I heard was the drivers’ door slam shut.

I heard keys and the next minute, bright sunlight mixed with the smell of sand just after a drizzle hit me, ha, the truck was open what next, before I could think of saying something a rough hand of the escort police man grabbed me, I stiffened and screamed, and for the first time in my life I was scared.

Gerra outtt! Before I pull your teeth, stupid gal, bellowed the officer, I shivered and simply obeyed, sitting just in a small tent outside the bush were 4 men, four rough looking men, I couldn’t believe this, I thought we were been taken to some jail or the other but here we were in the middle of no where except bush.

I started shouting, Oh my lord, save me save me, when one of the men spoke in clear Yoruba “Ha, Omo yi fine gan ni, emi ni ma koko de be. (This girl is fine, I will go first with her), then and there I knew that I was in trouble, was this not the truck that was supposed to take me to kirikiri or some other maximum prison. Before I knew it I was pushed to the ground, and hands went roughly around me pinning me to the floor, I screamed heavily, but the man on top of me was much stronger, he tore my dress with a serious smirk on his face and said in pidgin this time ‘I wan do you strong thing, you fine no be small, so if you cooperate, you no go enter prison, I go make you my alaye mama for here”

God forbid, I prefer to go to jail, I whispered, Ehn so that na your way!, he then put his cigar stained lips on mine and all I could feel was disgust and pain as he was leaning heavily on me, then he tore my skirt and hurriedly pulled down his pants, revealing nothing but him in his full glory, Stella swallowed quickly , as his 9 inches neared her thin frame, this was it, ha I am finished, I thought as I tried to reason with him, Oga please I can give you anything you want, money, more money, anything pls don’t do this. Ok I have a condom in my pocket, pls take it and use, that elicited the most wicked laughter I had ever heard as he said in a loud tone, see this mumu oh, she say make I protect my self’. All his boys started laughing meanwhile out of the corner of my eye, I could see the police escort and the driver dealing helplessly with the lean woman, she didn’t even blink an eye as the police man, dripping with sweat and with only the top of his uniform was pumping in and out of her, in quick succession, my mind was thinking but I was weak, Stella isn’t weak, no no, as I still struggled, I felt one hand on my left breast and I screamed, quickly my captor lowered himself and his full 9 and pierced inside my body, my ear piercing scream was all I could hear before I felt a hand tap me and then I woke up with a start, hmmmmmmm, where was I, shit I, Stella young fell asleep in literature class, my goodness, all I could see were my classmates looking at me and laughing because I had slept all thru the class and was screaming half way and they let me continue. How bad could that be, I was so relieved, it was a dream , yes, But just as I packed my books, I saw 3 men dressed in police uniform advance towards my class, as everyone started getting scared, they see the lecturer in private and then he lifts up his head, Stella! Any Stella young in this class, all heads turned to me the sleeper, and an officer steps forward……….please ms Stella come with us.