.My name is Chiamaka, I’m 19, and I’m in 200L at Riverside University. I never thought I would do something like this, but now I have to admit it. It was Ada’s birthday — my hostel mate. She had been planning for weeks, decorating her room, buying snacks, getting her friends together. Everyone was excited, and the hostel block was loud with music and laughter. I went to the party thinking I would just sit and watch, maybe enjoy the snacks and music a little. I didn’t expect anything to happen. But then I saw Emeka — her boyfriend. He’s 21, in 300L, tall and handsome. I always noticed him, but I never thought much of it. He had this way of looking at me sometimes, like he was teasing me with his eyes. I told myself I was imagining it.The party started normally. Ada’s friends came, the cake was cut, everyone danced. I tried to stay in my corner, just sipping my drink and laughing when needed. But Emeka came over. He started talking to me, joking, asking me questions about my classes. He was funny, confident, and made me laugh. I felt nervous around him, but also… drawn to him.
As the night went on, Ada got a call from home and stepped out to take it. That left just Emeka and me in her room. The music from the corridor was still faintly playing, but it was quiet. He leaned closer, and I felt my heart racing. I knew it was wrong. I knew I should pull away. But I didn’t. He kissed me. Just like that. My body reacted before my brain could think. I froze for a moment, but the tension, the thrill, the curiosity — it all pushed me forward. One thing led to another. He pulled me onto the bed, and soon our clothes were off. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but I couldn’t stop. It was messy, fast, and intense. Every touch, every kiss, felt forbidden. I kept thinking about Ada, about the fact that I was her best friend, and it made it feel even more exciting and wrong. We didn’t talk. We just acted on the desire that had been simmering for months. When it was over, I dressed quickly, my stomach twisting with guilt and excitement. Emeka left quietly, and I could hear voices from the corridor. I sat on the bed for a long time, staring at the floor, my mind racing. I couldn’t believe I had done it. For days, I avoided both Ada and Emeka. I hated myself for betraying my friend, but a part of me kept replaying that night in my head. The thrill, the secrecy, the excitement — it was something I had never felt before.Looking back, I know it was a mistake. A reckless, selfish, and wrong choice. But it happened, and it’s my story. My secret, messy, unforgettable confession.
💔🔥 That night changed me. I will never forget it, and I can’t take it back.
