The student affair officer walked
into the police station. He was escorted into the lieutenant’s office.
Good morning sir he said …… I’m here
in connection with the arrest of our student Helen Pumato.
The police lieutenant sat back to
explain the case at hand.
Prof, we really don’t have any proof
to the cause of the man’s insanity, but we need to press this lady very well to
know what she knows about this situation. In a situation like this, someone
must be responsible.
Dr Humphreys report was presented to Prof
Bunmi…. And he read that his insanity was triggered by an external attack. It might
not be physical attack but it was a scary experience that led to the situation.
All these happened after they had sex.
Helen had gone to Abel’s house just
for a visit and rain started falling. In the mood he persuaded her to have a
glass of wine to push away the cold. She accepted to feel like she was used to
it but sincerely that was her first time. When she was done drinking the glass
of wine; the whole room became a circus to her. Abel was a clown to her. Everything
made her laugh and all of a sudden she saw her clothes being taken off by Abel.
She tried to stop him in her mind but the opposite was coming out. In a matter
of minutes, he was plunging into her so hard not realizing it was her first
time.
It was painful and sweet; more she
was confused. A state of partial intoxication mixed with pain of the first time
all in conjunction with the ecstasy of sex made her gaga. That was the last thing
she remembered. She woke up with the tap from a police officer saying you are
under arrest. She didn’t understand what was going on till she was writing her
statement. In all of these, she was feeling some pain and asking to see Abel. It
was at the police station she was told that Abel had gone insane. She broke
down in tears.
Prof Bunmi had successfully bailed Helen
out of the police station and promised she would return whenever she is needed.
The case would be transferred to school disciplinary if necessary. The reports
would be sent back to the station if anything else came out. There was only one
thing Helen was grateful for; Abel wasn’t in the same school with her.
Next week Monday was the day she was
supposed to report to the dean of student’s affairs office. Surprisingly when she
got to the office; she was directed to the senior staff guest house by the
secretary. She took a cab and went there. Prof Bunmi was alone in room 203. She
told her to come.
I’m taking you away from the office environment
because I don’t want this case to really get into school. Do you understand? If
you go around talking about it then you’ll have yourself to blame. She became very
happy for the help he was rendering and after that she started narrating the episode.
It took a while before room service came and brought a glass of Chapman. She objected
but with a little persuasion she took it. Her voice became blurry afterwards
and she started feeling sleepy. Prof Bunmi moved closer to her and started
doing the same thing Abel did to her. She liked it and gave in her all. She didn’t
feel the same way she felt during Abel’s session. She was more composed here
like she really wanted it. She slept a while after the session and promised Prof
Bunmi no one will know about what happened between both of them.
She left for her hostel to continue
the day’s activities.
The lecture theater was filled to the
brim in expectation of the GST test. The test was to hold by 7am and all carry
over students won’t miss this particular class. They were all waiting for the
lecturer. Helen and her friends were prepared for the test as they got a space
in front to it. Revisions were going on and lots of students were jotting
answers into small sheets to cheat during the test.
Dr Wefa was sighted from afar and
decorum was instituted into the hall. Everyone sat where they wanted and spaced
themselves enough for her not to come and start the process of spacing again. She
was accompanied by two other lecturers but there was something about her this
very day. She wasn’t holding test papers and the agility of the Dr Wefa we used
to know was missing.
She apologized for coming late as she
said the test would not be holding today because we lost a lecturer. Prof Bunmi
Douglas is dead. The hall went into a roar. Helen was getting scared at this
moment. The lecturers left the hall after the announcement and proceeded into
the next hall. Helen sat there for a while to compose herself. How come he died
after having sex with her? Maybe she wasn’t
connected to his death. The news spread like wild fire and the news headline
the next day read: University of Nuypu looses professor. She bought the
newspaper and to her surprise, he ran mad before jumping into the reservoir.
Now, two men she had sex with had suddenly
run mad and one is dead. It seemed to her she had a problem, another thing told
her it was a coincidence. Something keeps telling her she was a murderer and
the guilt was about taking over her. Was she really responsible for the death
of Prof Bunmi and the state of Abel?
The police commissioner called Helen one
Sunday morning……..……. I just think I should
let you that Abel Johnson died yesterday after he was released. He jumped into
the well in his neighbours’ house. There was silence on her side of the phone
and suddenly she busted out into tears. The police officer started petting her
to stop and asked to come see her. She agreed and in thirty minutes he was parked
in front of her hostel. They agreed to go out together and 2 bottles of Gordon spark
did the work. She became tipsy and alive. All the pains of Abel and the soberness
attached to Prof were gone. Now she was wild again. The officer parked the car
on the road and pulled Helen close to himself. Slowly he started kissing her
and in a while it was a state of ups and downs. The experience was wonderful to
her and that was the first person that gave her money. He couldn’t enter the
school gate any longer; thus he gave her N5000 for transportation. A distance
she would pay N50. She was so happy until the next morning ……
The newspaper headlines read:
