Story: Pregnant for My Sister's Husband

    Episode 1

    My name is Sel and it is my wish that this story was a dream or a movie but it isn’t. My big sister’s husband, Jonny and I have been having an affair behind my sister’s back for two years now. I am carrying his child, something I am not proud of but have to live with for the rest of my life.
    My sister, Reena came back from the States with Jonny for their wedding and went back to the US. After about six months, I joined them to further my education.
    Jonny, also a Ghanaian has been living in the States for many years. He is a very attractive man. He has these brown eyes and dark eyebrows that make women weak at the knees. His sturdy and muscular physique would make any woman fall for him any time, any day. I did not like him in the beginning as I thought he would be a player who would hurt my sister.
    Jonny and I got along so well when I went to live with them. I called him uncle and he was so nice to me. I saw in him the big brother that my sister and I never had. I talked to him more than I talked to my sister. I told him about problems that I encounted at school, grocery shops and even stuff about me and my boyfriend.
    Reena my sister really loved seeing us talk and play around every time because I told her I had some reservations about him when they came to Ghana.
    For some reason, I simply couldn’t smile or talk to him. And Reena thought it was going to be a problem as they were going to get married so she tried her best to get Jonny and I, to get along. And of course, my thought about her husband to be was very important to her. And that was one thing I adore about my sister.
    Growing up, it was just us and our parents so Reena and I are not just sisters, we are friends as well. Despite the two years age gap, she factored my opinion in almost every decision she ever made in life. She got my back each time I got myself into trouble. Covering up for each other was like the easiest thing to do when we were growing up.
    I was the first to know about her relationship with Jonny when they began courting. I was also the first at home to know that Jonny had proposed. and she did not think twice when I said I wanted to go live with her and further my education, although my mother was against it. She secured admission for me in a University in the State where they live.
    For over a year, we lived very harmoniously until Reena traveled to Ghana to visit our parents, leaving me and her husband there. That was when it all started. He made advances at me right from the day Reena left.
    Initially, my thought was that they were just friendly gestures. We walked hand –in-hand every time so when he put his hand around my waist to feed me with some ice cream we had gone to buy, I thought it was one of those things. But the situation got murkier when he tried to lick some ice cream on my lips with his tongue. I drew back and looked at him with shock. He quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it over to me. I looked at him in utter shock as I wiped it off and asked,
    “What was that for?”
    “Come on, I was just trying to help, I hope you don’t take it too personal,” replied Jonny.
    “This should be the last time you try this. Reena will hear about it if you try it again,” I warned him and we walked back home.
    Shameful Jonny walked into his bedroom quietly and did not come out until the following day.
    Regret washed over him like long slow waves on a shallow beach when he called me outside the next day to apologize to me. He begged me not to tell my sister about what happened. Not long after, I moved out to crash at a friend’s house. I phoned Reena to tell her I was going on a countryside adventure with my friend so she won’t get suspicious.
    I moved back to the house after she returned from Ghana. But not even her presence could stop Jonny from making the advances- he winked at me at the least chance he got. I wore a frown each time he was around and hardly talked to him. I also spent very little time at home.
    Interestingly, Reena had noticed the changes. She sat me down one day and asked if everything was okay with me. “Hmm! If only you knew what your husband did,” I thought.
    I told her not to worry and that everything was fine with me and knowing very well that I was lying to her, I changed the topic and asked her about her trip to Ghana. I asked her about some of my friends in Ghana and managed to shift the conversation away from me.
    I was tempted on several occasions to tell Reena about her husband’s conduct but I thought she would not believe me. And the fear that it was going to ruin her marriage was my biggest worry. I decided to tell my mother about it one day but I thought she would condemn me as usual and make it look like I threw myself at the man. Did you just suggest  that I should have told my boyfriend?
    Well, I considered that but it wasn’t like we were getting along well…He lived in Ghana and I had realized we could not bond as we did when I was in Ghana. Long distance relationship is sure not for everybody! We fought like a million times over unnecessary issues. And it got worse by the day.  So at some point, I felt it wasn’t worth my time and emotions so I called for a breakup.
    Reena and Jonny did not know about the breakup but it was as if someone had told Jonny to intensify the pressure because I was single. He sent text messages to compliment me each time I dressed up for school, drove to pick me up after school and offered to even drop me off at school sometimes. And because I did not want Reena to get the sense that I was avoiding her husband, I accepted the offers on certain occasions.
    I tried as much as I could to avoid Jonny but something funny was happening to me. I fantasized about him. It’s a shame, I know but it was only human for me to do that.
    Reena began a night shift at work soon after she got back from Ghana. She left home at 5:00pm each day and came back home around 4:30 am the next day. Her new shift compounded my problem. I had to stop watching my late night programes in the living room to avoid any form of contact with Jonny.
    But he would knock on my door and ask a hundred questions in a minute “Can I lock the doors? Can you borrow me your phone charger? Can I off the kitchen light?” Ridiculous! Isn’t it?
    One night he knocked on my door and said can you please help me light the stove? Really? At 11:30 pm?
    Yes, 11:00 pm and only God knows what he wanted to cook. I helped him with it anyway.
    On one rainy night, as I lay on my bed and read a novel, I got a message from Jonny.
    “I know you aren’t sleeping. Can we talk?” the message read. I ignored the message and kept on reading. But I thought about the thousand things I wanted to say to Jonny and decided to call him out for a talk. Guess what? Jonny was standing right at my door when I opened it.
    We sat on a sofa in the living room to talk. “I know I have been very silly but…uhm…I want to ask you one question, your answer will determine where we go from here,” he said looking uncomfortable and squirmed in his seat.
    He said “do you have any feelings for me? Just be sincere and tell me how you feel. If you say no, I will cease bothering you.”
    I stared at him without a word. Honestly, I did not know what to say. A part of me wanted to say yes but he was my sister’s husband for crying out loud!
    Jonny moved closer to me and said “I know it’s crazy to say this but I can’t take it anymore…I’m deeply in love with you. I don’t know how you feel but I just wanted you to know.
    “And Reena?” I interrupted him. “Sel, I care so much about your sister, but…” he trailed off.
    “…You love me. So what would you do if I said I felt same about you?, I quizzed.
    Emotional pain flowed out of his every pore as he spoke and I could feel it and I could no longer think straight.
    I stared at him but he couldn’t look straight into my eyes. I knew where this was heading. I wanted to pull away before I lost myself but I could not seem to do that easily…and before I knew it, we had locked lips and tongues. We ended up in my room, had sex and slept off. And that was the beginning of something.
    But you might have to wait for the second part of this story to know if that ‘something’ was good or bad. Trust me you don’t want to miss it.

    Episode 2

    That was the beginning and it felt great, something I wish had not happened but which I liked anyway. A message alert tone on my phone woke me up the following morning. It was a message from Jonny.
    “Good morning pretty, I know you slept well but how are you doing? Uhm just wanted to repeat this – I’m in love with you and now that I know you do too, DW (slang for don’t worry) we will find a way. Love, Jonny,” the message read. How sweet! I thought and smiled.
    I couldn’t look into my sister’s eyes that day. The heavy load of guilt on my mind wouldn’t let me but  I chose to think about myself and live that moment to the fullest.
    Jonny and I slept together in my room each night but we made sure he went back to their room before Reena got back from work.
    From the time Reena got back from work until about 8:30am when Jonny left the house, was the only time they had to themselves.
    We met up for lunch almost every day and we made sure no familiar eyes spotted us. So he would usually come in a taxi.
    It went on for about six months and Reena had no clue- and I am very sure of that. Once, Jonny told her he was attending a conference in a different state. I said I was going on another countryside adventure with a friend from school two days after Jonny left.
    We met and lodged in a hotel for four days. I went back home on the fourth day and Jonny, the following day.
    All I wanted was to enjoy every bit of those moments for as long as it lasted. Call it selfish but I call it being honest – it wasn’t my fault that  my sister’s husband was in love with me and that I subsequently fell for him too.
    On one Saturday morning, I eavesdropped on Reena’s conversation with our mother. She had begun suspecting her husband of infidelity. Trouble!
    Jonny said there was no cause for worry when I told him. “Even if she suspects me of anything, I don’t think she knows it’s you. Relax, everything will be fine,” he assured.
    But there was something unusual-Reena had stopped talking to me, and that worried me a bit. Initially, she would inform me about any development in her marriage before telling our mother.
    So I walked up to her one day in her room and asked “Ri (as I called her), are you alright, you seem very disturbed lately…Is anything bothering you?”
    She smiled and gave me a look that shocked me from my bubbles. “Has she found out already? Omg! How am I going to explain this to her? What is she planning to do to  me?”, these and other questions run through my mind then suddenly I told myself, “No, she doesn’t know.”
    Then she sighed and began…”Sel my husband is cheating and I don’t know what to do….”
    “Omg already?,” I asked as I heaved a sigh of relief and thought “Thank God. she doesn’t know yet.”
    Sel continued, “I think it’s because I haven’t been able to bear him children. I was just telling mommy about it and she wants me to confront him. But I want to get proof before I ask him about it.”
    “…I think mommy is right, you don’t have to wait until you get proof. Who knows, things might get worse by that time. I think you should ask him,” I advised.
    She assured me she would be fine, thanked me and said she was thinking about it.
    “You know I’m always here for you right? Don’t hesitate to tell me if you find anything or decide to ask him…now can I see that smile on your face?,” I said and watched her smile.
    But I was restless when I got back to my room. I texted Jonny to inform him about it, this one couldn’t wait until he came back home.
    He said we would talk about it when he got back. Reena looked all smiley as she left the house for work later in the evening.
    A part of me believed that she was putting up a strong face so I wouldn’t worry too much about her after what she told me. But I also felt like she knew about us and was happy that I had no clue she knew about Jonny and me.
    But that last voice came in mind again and said, “hey, you are thinking too much.” Soon after, Jonny got back home and as usual, he walked straight into my room.
    “Are you alright, What did Reena say?” After hearing word by word what Reena said, his response was that “I don’t think she knows anything…she would have told you. You did not hear her tell your mum she suspects I’m cheating with you right?.” I nodded.
    “I’m working something out, everything will be fine soon okay,” He assured me and kissed me on the lips. I guess there is no need to tell you what this led to, do I?
    This episode of tension in the house passed and everything was normal until one cold morning.
    I overheard Reena and Jonny screaming at each other in their room. What could they be fighting about?, I asked myself and stayed completely quiet to listen.
    “But you have refused to give me a child,” a voice that sounded like a drum but deeper -Jonny’s said.
    Reena in a shrill voice replied “And how is that my fault? I can’t make the babies alone?”
    “Besides that is not enough reason to cheat on me, Jonny. It’s unfair.”
    The voices faded and soon after that Jonny walked out so furious, grabbed his car key and stormed out as I stood at my door and watched him.
    It was the first time I had seen him in that state and I could feel the anger as he walked past me with his head down.
    Initially, I would walk into their room and console my sister but I couldn’t do it this time. Knowing very well that it was partly my fault, I just couldn’t go there.
    But wait, did Jonny justify our affair with the fact that Reena had not yet conceived or born any children? I asked myself as I closed the door behind me.
    Jonny did not call the whole day and I refused to call as I thought he needed some time alone after what went on in the morning.
    The day passed so fast and I thought Reena had already left for work when I returned from school. Jonny had still not called and I was beginning to worry about him.
    After a while, I heard some voices bubble like a mountain river in the living room. Guess whose they were? Reena and Jonny’s.
    With her head buried in his bare hairy chest and his hands wrapped around her, they cuddled on a sofa in the living room. A slight cough behind them brought them apart. “No work today, Reena? I asked as I walked past them to the kitchen. Jonny felt so uncomfortable at the sight of me.
    “No, Jonny and I had an appointment with a doctor,” Reena replied.
    I later learnt from Jonny that they made up and decided to go see a fertility specialist. “The doctor said both of us are f…  “Spare me the details. I don’t need them,” I interrupted him before he could say the word ‘fine’.
    I did it to take her attention away from us my love, Jonny said as his hand stroke through my long hair. How I wished I could extend the nights to have his big, strong  and very protective arms wrap my body.
    It wasn’t long after that episode that I began to feel nauseous and liable to vomit at the slightest provocation.
    One morning, I couldn’t come out of bed. I felt really cold even under a cotton sheet, I radiated heat like a piece of metal out of the oven. The food I had eaten the previous day surged up my throat and before I could reach for the toilet bowl, chunks of the food covered in creamy chyme from my stomach splattered the floor of my room. Eeeew!
    My hope was not for it to be what you are thinking, but it was. I was pregnant. Pregnant for my sister’s husband and that meant there was trouble!
    A doctor confirmed I was six weeks pregnant when I visited the hospital. Jonny drove straight there as soon as he got a text I sent him.
    I just can’t explain how I felt about it but excitement wired his whole body as he walked towards me.
    “Are you okay? This probably is the best news I have heard in years,” he stated as he walked up to me, pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me.
    You have no idea how that felt, for once I thought he would be mad at me. He held my hand gently and led me towards the car. “Is that your husband? You guys look so cute together, congratulations,” a nosy nurse voiced as she walked past us.
    Now there is a bigger problem. How were we going to handle the situation? Jonny repeated his assurance that everything was going to be fine. When, and how long were we going to hide the pregnancy?, I asked him in an unsteady voice.
    Jonny pulled over, grabbed my head in his hands, and said: “Nothing will happen to you or our unborn child, I promise.”
    After several discussions and meetings, Jonny convinced me and we decided to tell Reena about it.
    “What will my sister think of me! My mother would kill me if she hears about this,” I said to myself and buried my face in my palms as I waited for Jonny and Reena in the sitting room.
    I actually couldn’t face her or talk to her from the day I got the pregnancy test done. And maybe I over thought the whole thing but she looked very relaxed as she walked into the sitting room.
    Jonny began, Reena, there is something you need to know. Uhm…Sel and I have been seeing each other and…”
    My heart hit my chest hard that I thought it would break my ribs as he went on and Reena kept on staring at him with absolute stillness. Her face was expressionless with no sign of emotions.
    “…she…she is carrying my child. Yeah, she is six weeks pregnant,” he ended. There was an eerie sort of tranquility in the room and it heightened my anxiety.
    “Reena, say something, please,” I uttered in a distressed voice.
    You would have to wait for the concluding part of the story to know how Reena reacted to it. It was the shock of my life.

     Episode 3 (Final)

    I guess you have waited for the conclusion of the story. Well, here is it.
    With no sound in the house, the three of us sat in the living room.
    My heart twisted and sunk as I sat on the sofa with my head down, staring blankly at nothing, waiting for Jonny to speak.
    I feared what we were going to tell Reena could ruin the peace rooted between my sister and me for years; I feared she would hurt any of us or herself after she heard it all.
    Jonny began, Reena, there is something you need to know. Uhm…Sel and I have been seeing each other and…”
    My heart hit my chest hard that I thought it would break my ribs as he went on and Reena kept on staring at him with absolute stillness. Her face was expressionless with no sign of emotions.
    “…she…she is carrying my child. Yeah, she is six weeks pregnant,” he ended. There was an eerie sort of tranquility in the room and it heightened my anxiety.
    “Reena, say something, please,” I uttered in a distressed voice.
    Taking off her gaze from Jonny, Reena said “I know about it already. I know you two have been seeing each other and I know Sel is pregnant.”
    Her words left Jonny and I dumbfounded. The shock had registered on Jonny’s face and every single muscle in my body froze.
    Yes, she did! But why didn’t she say anything? Why did she not ask any of us about it? These were questions I needed her to answer since she left home after the discussion.
    She returned very late that night and the usual smile on Reena’s face had extinguished. Her hollow eyes and sunken cheeks could tell she had been crying. She tried not to look at me when she entered the house.
    I wanted to know where she had been but I had no right to ask her after what I had put her through, I had no right at all. She walked quietly towards their bedroom. I rushed out of the kitchen into my room to inform Jonny of her return.
    “I want to go in there and talk to her but I’m scared,” I said to Jonny.
    “Go ahead. She is your sister and you know Reena very well she isn’t capable of hurting you,” Jonny indicated.
    In a quavering voice, I said “Not after what I have put her through. This side of her is new to me, she can do anything Jonny. I’m scared stiff of her right now.”
    I’m going out so you two can have time and privacy to talk, call me when you are done,” Jonny said, grabbed his car key and left.
    “May I come in?” I asked as I stood in front of their bedroom. Reena said “sure, you can.”
    I still could not look my sister in the eye. I kept my head down and sought her permission to ask some questions?
    “Why did you not do anything when you found out about Jonny and me?” she gave a chuckle and turned to look out the window from the other side of the room,
    “Please I need to know, why did you not ask me, why didn’t you do anything?”, in my coarse, shaky voice.
    She refused to answer these questions but rather said “Sel, I think we should inform mum and dad about it. You guys can go ahead and marry after we are through with our divorce process. I will be going to Ghana next week.”
    Those words from her and the look on her face summed it all up. Reena was heartbroken. She was so hurt and I could feel it.
    I tried to talk “Ri I know how you feel but ple….”
    “Hell no, Sel! You do not have an idea of how it feels like!” she spat out before I could end my sentence.
    She turned towards me. There was no trace of tears in her eyes instead they blazed with rage and it was getting really scary.
    “You ungrateful being! Homewrecker! Get out of my sight now before I commit murder! Get out! Now!” she said in a voice like a foghorn.
    Rage came out and consumed all that she was. I began to think of a possible way out as she came closer.
    She smacked me in the face with the flat of her hand and stretched to grab an empty flower vase but everything went blank before I could draw a breath or take another step.
    I woke up on a hospital bed and the first person I saw was Jonny. I felt a sharp pain in the head as I tried to speak. A feel of it with my hand proved my head had been bandaged.
    “Hey, you are awake, how do you feel now? I replied him with questions “What happened, Jonny? Where is Reena?”
    Jonny said Reena was fine but had travelled to Ghana. “I found you unconscious when I returned home that night. Police investigations show you were hit with a flower vase,” he added.
    Thank God my unborn child was safe. Reena fled to Ghana before the police declared her wanted.
    My parents now know about it all. My mother has been calling every now and then to find out how I am faring. She says Reena has been devastated since her return.
    “She could never have forgiven herself if anything had happened to you, she has been so worried.”
    Awww…poor Reena! She is still worried about me. Blood is indeed thicker!
    It is rather sad that I did not think of this adage before getting pregnant for my sister’s husband. I gave myself a reason to think that what I was doing with Jonny was right.
    Reena might have been forced to forgive me because of her actions but the guilt, the stain will forever remain an ugly scar on me.
    But surprisingly, Jonny thinks he followed his heart and did nothing wrong. But I don’t feel the same way. I have destroyed my sister’s marriage and I am not proud of it.
    He does his best to make me happy and forget about it but regret comes to me in quiet moments. I wish I could undo the whole thing, the pain I have caused my sister – I wish I could take them all back.

    THE END.

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