HOW I LOST MY VIRGINITY AS A CHURCH GIRL: Episode 5

HOW I LOST MY VIRGINITY AS A CHURCH GIRL

A story by Bigbanky

EPISODE 5: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

I should have turned back.

I should have told David no.

But as I sat in his car, watching the streetlights blur past, something inside me refused to feel guilty.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Relax,” David said, flashing that lazy smile. “Just somewhere quiet.”

Somewhere quiet. Dangerous words.

I swallowed hard but said nothing. I told myself I could handle it. I was in control.

Or so I thought.

We arrived at a small apartment, far from the school gate. It wasn’t too fancy, but it was neat. A single bed, a shelf full of books, and a table with a laptop.

“You stay alone?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said, dropping his keys on the table. “No noisy roommates, no stress.”

I hesitated. My heart was already beating fast.

“Sit,” he said, patting the bed.

I sat at the edge. Careful. Ready to run if necessary.

He chuckled. “Ada, relax. I don’t bite.”

He sat beside me, not too close, not too far. Then he picked up his phone and played a song—soft, slow R&B.

It started happening.

The air changed.

The room felt smaller.

His perfume mixed with the scent of my body spray.

I could feel his presence, his warmth.

“You’re tense,” he said, looking at me.

“I’m fine,” I lied.

He reached out and touched my hand—just a light touch, but my body reacted.

I should have stood up. I should have left.

But I didn’t.

Meanwhile, trouble was already waiting for me.

In the hostel, Brother Samuel was on fire.

“I told you people!” he was shouting in the fellowship group chat. “Sister Adaeze is falling! I saw her entering a car with a man! A man!”

The messages poured in.

Sister Blessing: Are you sure?
Brother Chinedu: Ah, it’s like this girl is backsliding o.
Brother Samuel: We need to report to Pastor!

Report to Pastor?!

If this got to my father, I was finished.

But at that moment, I had no idea what was happening. I was in David’s room, making the biggest mistake of my life.

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“Ada,” David’s voice pulled me back.

I looked at him. His eyes were serious now, no jokes.

“Tell me to stop, and I will,” he whispered.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

He moved closer, slow and careful. I could feel his breath on my skin.

“Tell me to stop, Adaeze,” he said again.

I couldn’t.

Or maybe… I didn’t want to.

He reached for my face, his fingers brushing against my cheek. My whole body shivered.

And then—

A loud knock on the door.

BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!

“David! Open this door now!”

My blood ran cold.

David sighed, frustrated. “Who the hell is that?”

The banging continued.

“David, I know you’re inside! Open this door now before I break it!”

I jumped up from the bed, my hands shaking.

“Who is that?” I whispered.

David clenched his jaw. His whole mood had changed.

“It’s my ex,” he said.

EX?!

My heart nearly stopped.

“What is she doing here?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Causing trouble, as usual,” he muttered, running his hands through his hair.

The banging continued.

“David, I swear, if you don’t open this door—!”

I grabbed my bag. My legs were already shaking.

I needed to get out of here.

Now.

TO BE CONTINUED…