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FIRST FEW PARAGRAPHS ARE GRAPHIC. (I think they are, not so sure though.) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. BUT TRUST ME, YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO MISS THIS CHAPTER.

My heart was throbbing and hands quavering. My body was sweaty despite the cool windy atmosphere. My teeth kept on quavering, shaking in my mouth. My stomach kept churning, the baby inside probably doing somersaults.

"There's no need to be scared. All you have to do is insert this part in your vagina and pull." Seun explained.

"Are you sure this is safe?" Anna asked for the millionth time. She had been asking that question since we agreed to meet here. And even though I didn't have the courage to ask, I was glad she was asking.

I took a long look at the sharp, pointy hook of the hanger and asked. "It would be painful, wouldn't it?"

"It would but in no time the pain would be gone. As soon as you pull out the foetus, the pain would vanish." Seun's words weren't assuring enough but I kept mute.

At some deep level of my psyche, I knew this was wrong but I was going through with this. I was going to terminate the baby, it was the only option I had to prevent my life from being destroyed.

"Have it." Seun gave me the hanger. The hanger fell out due to my shivering hand, I picked it, holding it with both my hands.

"Oya, go." She urged, with a wave of hand. "Hurry o!"

I nodded taking slow steps into the abandoned bathroom. The old bathroom was the best option, it was the only place we could find privacy and security. No one was sure to find us here.

"Tobi, you're really going to go through with this?" I turned around to see a worrisome look plastered on Anna's face as she walked in circles.

"Do I have a choice?" I entered into a toilet cubicle but ran out after seeing spiders in the toilet.

"What happened?" Fear was all over Anna's face.

"I saw spiders inside the toilet."

Anna's eyes roamed the abandoned toilet as she crossed her arms. "Maybe we should use the other toilet. The one everyone uses."

"Ehn, while school is going on?" Seun frowned. "Do you want a teacher or anyone to see us? You better manage this one joor."

I nodded, fiddling with the instrument in my hand. I went back in, taking slower steps than before. The second cubicle was better, still dusty but better.

I unzipped my skirt and put it under my armpit. My panties went off next leaving me in my shirt.

Taking a deep breath, I parted my legs and took the hook of the hanger into my warmth. Slowly and slowly, it travelled deeper with my heart throbbing and hands shaking. A slight pain made me take it out closing my legs.

I bit the insides of my mouth deliberating whether or not to try it again.

The hook found it's way into my warmth again. I pushed it deeper; carefully this time. I gnawed on the insides of my mouth till I could taste blood as the hook disappeared into me hurting me.

Deciding I couldn't go through with this, I took the hook out. I went out fully clothed.

"Have you done it?" Anna sounded frantic, her face full of worry. "Do you feel any pain? Are you alright or should we go to the school nurse?"

A puzzled look appeared on Seun's face. "No blood?"

"I can't do it." I sobbed throwing the hanger on the floor but Anna was quick to catch it.

Seun hissed. "It's like you're ready to be a mother. If not you won't be crying here. You would have done what you want to do once and for all."

Anna came to my side and put a arm around me.

"I'm scared." I cried further.

Was I going to be fine after the abortion? My safety wasn't guaranteed and that scared me. I wanted the baby out but I also wanted to be alive.

"There's absolutely nothing to be scared of. This thing won't even hurt."

I gulped, collected the hanger from Anna then went into the toilet. Took of my skirt and put the hanger hook into me, the walls of my vagina clenching hard on it. A dull ache went through my whole body making me remove it.

I huffed, crying and pacing the small, dirty toilet cubicle. My nose scrunched up in disgust at the now brownish and dirty color the toilet had taken. I bit my lower lip fighting the urge to throw up.

I tried once more and gave up. "I don't think I can do this." I announced when I got back.

"It seems to me you want to keep this pregnancy." Seun crossed her arms, an eyebrow raised.

"What pregnancy?"

I froze, my eyes making contact with false brown ones. My grip on my skirt and the hanger on each hand loosening, both falling to the floor.

My eyes averted to the face marred with a frown standing behind the owner of the brown orbs. A slight movement from Wale's hand made me take notice of the box of cigarette and lighter.

"What are you doing here?" Daniel beat me to asking the question. His eyes went to my laps and his tongue ran over his lower lips.

Then it clicked, I was only in my panties. I picked my skirt and ran into the toilet, wore the skirt and ran out.

Everyone took awkward glances at each other. I could feel the tension in the atmosphere, the boys trying to grasps why we were here. I also wanted to know what they were doing here.

"Anna, what are you girls doing here?" Wale asked, his forehead still wrinkled and arms crossed.

"And. Who. Is. Pregnant?" Daniel placed emphasis on every word, stressing them.

I wiped my eyes with my school tie.

"What are you doing here?" Daniel turned to Seun.

We all kept mute, sharing awkward looks to one another till the bell was rung for lunch break.

"What are you girls doing here?" He was running out of patience, his voice loud.

"She's pregnant." Seun blurted; I gave her a stare which she returned with pleading eyes.

Daniel's face contorted to a shocked one, if the situation was funny I would have laughed but it wasn't. "Preg what?!" He sputtered.

Giggles erupted from Wale, he clutched his belly hitting the wall as he laughed. "Which kain joke be this one?" He said while laughing.

"Tobi is really pregnant." Seun persisted. "You better tell him," she directed at me.

Wale stopped laughing. "Girls, can you explain cos I don't understand."

With a straight face, Daniel asked. "Are you pregnant?"

My oral organs failed me at this moment. I couldn't make words. Tears welled up in my eyes as I gulped. I parted my mouth but couldn't make words.

He folded his hands, eyes glazed with fury. "If you no want make I hit your head for wall, you better answer me now! Are you pregnant?!"

I flinched but managed to slip an answer, "yes."

"Whose is it?" The dirty glare and look of contempt was enough for me to answer. "Yours."

"Me?"

The others took this as their cue to leave. The privacy was needed, for us to talk about it.

I gave a nod. "Yes, you."

"Didn't we use a condom?" A short humorous laughed went past his lips. "You're looking for someone to pin pregnancy on abi?"

A frown marred my face.
"This pregnancy is yours, Daniel."

"Tobi, we used a condom." He pointed both palms at my stomach, "it can't be mine."

My frown deepened, "it's yours. Besides, we didn't use a condom the first time."

"It was just one time!"

"And it took your parents ten times to make you ?" I hissed while he began to pace.

He heaved an exasperated sigh and began to unbutton his shirt. Once he was done, he took it off reveling his black vest and used it to wipe the beads of sweat which arrayed on his forehead.

Once he was done, he turned his shirt into a fan by spining it. Still pacing, he hung the shirt on his shoulder and used his fingers to wipe off his sweaty face.

I inhaled deeply the fresh windy air then coughed as soon as smoke reached my lungs. "You smoke?" I asked still coughing.

Instead of an actual reply, he puffed out smoke from his lips to my face. I coughed harder then spat out some yellowish mucus to the ground. He returned the box of cigarette and lighter into his pocket.

"Konji na bastard." He muttered, more to himself than me. The cigarette reached his mouth again, he took a drag and puffed it out.

"What do we do?"

"You're the pregnant one not me." He took another drag, a rather long one from the cigarette, the bottom lighting up. I was marveled at the level of expertise with which he worked on the cigarette.

"You're the father."

He chuckled, puffing out the smoke from the cigarette. I moved farther from him as my insides churned in disgust. "Na who accept pikin be father."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"I'm not ready to be a father."

"Neither am I ready to be a mother." I frowned, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"You can keep it. It's none of my business." He shrugged.

I leaned my back on the peeling walls of the abandoned toilet. "The baby is yours."

"Give it to Abdul, I don't want it."

I crossed my arms, "why would I give Abdul when you're the one responsible for it?"

He took a quick drag from his cigarette. "Isn't he banging you?"

My mouth hung open. I stood straight. "Of course not!"

He changed the position of his shirt from his shoulder to his neck and put a hand into his pocket. "Didn't he ask you out?"

"He did but-"

"Go and give him. I do not need a baby."

"This pregnancy is yours!"

"How am I sure about that? What if there are other guys you've slept with that I'm not aware of." He transferred the cigarette to his other hand and dipped his right hand into his pocket.

"You're my first and only." I affirmed.

The words spewing out of his mouth were surprising. This wasn't my Daniel, he was probably intoxicated by the cigarette.

"I don't believe you." He crisply said.

I blinked hard and opened my eyes. He was still there taking a drag from his reefer. It wasn't a dream.

Tears welled in my eyes due to his distrust. This wasn't Daniel. The Daniel I know would never say this neither would he behave in such manner.

A tear spilled, simultaneously, my palm making hard contact with his cheek. The cigarette which was on his lips fell to the floor as his jaw hardened. He cracked his neck and flexed his muscles before returning the slap. Twice. On both cheeks.

"Never in your miserable life raise your hand to slap me." He glared.

Fun fact: I didn't know Daniel smoked until I wrote this chapter. I'm starting to like his character more🙈.

A/N
Hanger abortion is a very dangerous form of abortion. It could lead to tear of the reproductive organs, infertility and in worst cases death.

I do not support the actions of the characters. It is solely for writing and as you can see, Tobi didn't go through with it.