I Should Have Spoken Up (Part 4)

After about three hours, Uncle BJ summoned courage and came to the bathroom where Bose was. He said he didn’t mean to hurt her and was only trying to show her that he loved her. He gave a ridiculous analogy of how sometimes you have to break the container to get to the desired content. He told her how beautiful and attractive she had become as a young lady and how he would take care of her and give her everything she wanted. He said if she kept him happy, he would see to it that she was also happy. He walked up to her and held her, she tried to push him away but was too weak to do it…she just kept making convulsive gasps, whimpering in his arms.

Uncle BJ later left her and went out; he came back, not long after, with lots of gifts for Bose. He brought them to the room where she laid, covered up, a little feverish. He had bought her toiletries, perfumes, clothes and some snacks from an eatery. He dropped them on the shelf, next to Bose’s bed as she did not bother to collect them from him. He sat by her bed and kept telling her sweet things and how he loved her so much and would never let anyone hurt her. How he would make sure she got university education and how he would send her to the United States as soon as the State government gave him the contract he was pursuing.

He kept cajoling her until the other kids got back from school. They were shocked to see Bose in that state but Uncle BJ told them she fell and it somehow turned into a fever. Bola sat by her and checked her temperature by placing the back of her hand on Bose’s forehead. She was burning up…they got her some analgesics and let her sleep. Later that night Bose felt like telling Bola what had happened but the thought of destroying her aunt’s home or getting kicked out of the house with her siblings hushed her. Uncle BJ had painted different scenarios for her earlier…all the things that could happen if anybody got to know, and they were not pretty pictures.

The cajoling continued all week…sweet-talking, gifts, emotional blackmail and somehow Bose was getting confused. She asked her uncle what would happen if Aunty Mary found out. He assured her that unless Bose told anyone, nobody was going to find out. Bose was really scared and even the other kids in the house noticed how jumpy she had become. When her aunt returned, she also noticed this…Bose could not look at her straight in the eye. At a point, her aunt had to call her and asked if she had offended Bose in any way…uncle BJ jumped in that it’s natural for girls her age to feel withdrawn and that she would get over it. Aunty Mary said she knew she had been unavailable for all of them but things would soon get better and they would be seeing more of her around the house. She asked Bose for a hug and as she hugged her, Bose could not help the tears…her aunt held her even tighter.

Uncle BJ kept sneaking around to find ways of being alone with Bose…even when her wife was at home. He would send her to go clean the bedroom he shared with his wife and would show up minutes later…he would grab her from behind and tell her he couldn’t wait for his wife to travel so he could have a taste of the ‘honeypot’ again. Bose would push him off because of the fear of her aunt walking in on them. He would tell her how much he loved and missed her and would force the young girl to kiss him. Something in Bose knew this was wrong but somehow as this continued, she started to enjoy the attention, the sweet words, the gifts and the seeming effect she had on Uncle BJ anytime he was on those shameful missions...

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental