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BN Prose: Black Smoke



He was here again tonight. Like every other night before, he would nudge Nneka and I slightly to check if we were asleep before standing astride of Ada.

Too frightened to move, I would clamp my eyes shut as if to shut out the the pain I could feel ebbing through my sister. The raffia mat that separated us from the cold floor was tattered and I felt the cold concrete against my skin. I found myself counting down as he shoved himself into her. Sometimes he would be done before I reached a hundred and the slight creak of the door, the only indication that we were free of his evil presence. The sound of my sister’s whimpers were unbearable and many times I’d feel her pain like it was mine. She would return to the mat and hold me tight from behind and wipe away from my eyes, the tears she refused to cry.

Ada quickly matured after Mama died. Her rounded breasts were just starting to jut out of her chest and her hips didn’t take long to sway elegantly. But she didn’t have the time to flaunt it before the boys that stared at her eagerly.

Too quickly, she strapped a wrapper around her breasts, balancing Nneka snugly on her hips as we took to the market daily, selling any fruit that was in season. Her shoulders slouched and her face took on more lines than she deserved. All beauty was hidden, but not from Papa who claimed her night after night.

That was before she started to vomit and her waist started to thicken.

“Ada wants to disgrace me, but I will not allow her.” That was the excuse Papa gave  Mama Chidi, who came to take her away up north, to hide the disgrace.

Then my counting at night ceased for a while. Until one night, two months after I turned fifteen, Papa came home past midnight reeking of cheap alcohol. He stood towering above me for a while as I felt his eyes run over my body, the heat from them burning me rudely through my light wrapper.

Then he grabbed me roughly from the mat, and pinned my body hard against his chest. Without needing words, he made his point, glancing at Nneka menacingly. She would pay the price if I refused, and that I couldn’t live to bear.

I knew the pain before I felt it. I had shared it many times with Ada, except this time, like her, I didn’t give him the pleasure of my tears. As he tore his way into my flesh and lodged his manhood deep inside me, I shed more than blood. My dignity and pride flew out the window, and I felt my sanity slip out in tiny bits.

He was through before I reached one hundred and pushed me, along with the blood stained sheets down to the floor. Instinctively, my hands wrapped around Nneka and I held her tight, but her naïve eyes had no tears for me to wipe. Then I remembered Ada’s words before she left, the words she said as her eyes brimmed with tears she had held back for many years. “Don’t worry, Papa cannot touch you. I did it for you and Nneka, so that he wouldn’t touch you.”

But he did touch me, night after night, until I felt my sanity leave me completely.

That was a long time ago, before I put the poison in his food that put him to sleep. After the neighbours came for his body, I burnt the bed and all his belongings, and watched the black smoke suck up to the sky for hours until the only thought I had of him and any man who gave me more than a mere glance was black and smoky.

Now, Nneka has a ripened body that calls for attention without making any effort. Her smile reaches out to warm the coldness that has become me, just as her touch is the one of the few that does not feel like sharp needles. And I know without a doubt that for her, I would first turn into smoke, the man that thinks to snatch what has not been given.

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Adeola Adeyemo is a graduate of Industrial Relations and Personnel Management from University of Lagos. However, her passion is writing and she worked as a reporter with NEXT Newspaper. She believes that anything can be written about; anything can be a story depending on the angle it is seen from and the writer's imagination. When she is not writing news or feature articles, she slips into her fantasies and creates interesting fiction pieces. She blogs at


  1. Partyrider

    May 22, 2012 at 10:39 am

    Oh wow 🙁

  2. Deola

    May 22, 2012 at 10:40 am

    Nice read..Ya im first..

  3. LPS

    May 22, 2012 at 10:44 am

  4. Teris

    May 22, 2012 at 10:44 am


  5. Moi

    May 22, 2012 at 10:53 am

    well crafted. Really nice!

  6. dominique

    May 22, 2012 at 11:03 am

    very disturbing story abeg.una no try

    • Anna

      May 22, 2012 at 12:04 pm

      Lmao its intriguing… very nice

  7. Cherry

    May 22, 2012 at 11:04 am

    To think of it that this is real life for some people… how does one begin to heal this kind of injury? does the scar ever go away? sad…

  8. meffy

    May 22, 2012 at 11:05 am

    Wow! Touching

  9. Onos O

    May 22, 2012 at 11:06 am

    It’s like a long touching poem… Awesome writing

  10. chocolatier

    May 22, 2012 at 11:33 am

    very touching story. what kind of man defiles his own daughter? y not re-marry if you can’t stay without a woman. to think that some ladies go through this is heart wrenching. time they say, heals all wounds….i only pray that it heals this one.

  11. arabella

    May 22, 2012 at 11:48 am

    Hmmm… And things like this really happen

  12. Apples

    May 22, 2012 at 12:02 pm

    Wow…very well written and descriptive to the mind’s eye. Its sad how wicked humans can be…wicked how you could watch a child screaming for help and yet go ahead to do this. Heartbreaking is an understatement. I am so glad that wicked man got what he deserved…only it took too long in coming. Well done on writing this piece.

  13. Tiki

    May 22, 2012 at 12:16 pm

    Yes! Been a while since I read something this touching. I get the feeling the author is speaking from a very personal place, because without using any of the usual embellishments, she makes the story so real and captivating. Kudos to you, Adeola.

  14. Lue

    May 22, 2012 at 12:25 pm

    WOW……………just wow
    Adeola, you are a very good writer

  15. toyosi

    May 22, 2012 at 12:27 pm

    WOW!!! I think this is my first ever post on bella or second and ive been coming to this site for a while…Good write up…

  16. Mee

    May 22, 2012 at 12:31 pm

    Wow and my heart is racing this is serious … i’m crying

  17. d

    May 22, 2012 at 12:46 pm

    “And I know without a doubt that for her, I would first turn into smoke, the man that thinks to snatch what has not been given.” ..

  18. eesha

    May 22, 2012 at 12:46 pm

    Well written Adeola. It’s so sad though, this is what some gals go through before they even hit puberty. Evil abound. God protect us

  19. damsel

    May 22, 2012 at 12:51 pm

    You need to see my face while reading,felt like grabbing the man and straggle him …it was so touching.

  20. debbie egwuogu

    May 22, 2012 at 12:52 pm

    Bn prose is getting better and better! This is really fab! And yes it does happen in our society,its not just prose… Please how can I send in my prose(s)?

    • Aderonke William-Adeosun

      May 22, 2012 at 12:57 pm

      Hi Debbie
      Please send your stories to features(at)bellanaija(dot)com

      Thank you

  21. annie

    May 22, 2012 at 1:45 pm

    hmmm nicely written

  22. Nike

    May 22, 2012 at 1:47 pm

    Touching story. And yet some foolish Naija men would rather blame the victim, saying that women are to blame for rape. Are these girls also guilty of seducing their father? Idiots!!!

  23. annie

    May 22, 2012 at 2:32 pm

    please abeg, I am getting sick to my stomach with these stories.
    Where are these men???? If you know someone who is going through this or has gone through this and the man is still alive, abeg spill it o. We need address and names. I am going to price AK47s!!!!!!!! My only aim will be between their own legs. nonsense fools!

  24. The Diva

    May 22, 2012 at 2:48 pm

    Wow…………. I’m speechless. Great story. My heart goes out to everyone who has been through this or is going through it. Please, don’t be quiet about it……

  25. mama

    May 22, 2012 at 4:01 pm

    Unfortunately this happens all the time and the older folks that are aware just pretend not to know. It is a cancer that needs to be addressed. I just found out about a man that has gone through 6 of his daughters.
    All of them damaged and off their rockers, including the wife. Where do you start from fixing that problem. Meanwhile the beast is walking around raising his shoulders.
    Where do you start from solving that problem. personally I for starter, i think he should be castrated before any other discussion is done. BEAST
    I’ll stop here because………
    May God help us all

  26. sussy

    May 22, 2012 at 4:11 pm

    Sad…. When you read such stories.. U reflect on what u have.. All I can say is thank God for my dad..

  27. BrownSugah

    May 22, 2012 at 4:12 pm

  28. Nomy

    May 22, 2012 at 4:21 pm

    Adeola Adeyemo? You are good! Superb writing I felt the pain, the fear, the disgust and i shared the hatred. I would have killed him too.

  29. ibukun

    May 22, 2012 at 4:23 pm

    the only word to describe this is ‘WOW’…

  30. cathy

    May 22, 2012 at 4:43 pm

    good piece

  31. faith

    May 22, 2012 at 4:45 pm

    Was it last week abi last month I saw dis same thing on NTA.

  32. Minki

    May 22, 2012 at 5:04 pm

    Deep, very deep indeed… Selflessly Delivered. Good job.

  33. wande

    May 22, 2012 at 5:13 pm

    amazing story and extremely touching

  34. Ephee

    May 22, 2012 at 5:21 pm

    perfectly executed….’i would first turn into smoke’- luv that line
    if he’s ur father and tries dat with u, don’t try to be a daughter, jst get a lighter and disfigure his stuff d very first tym he comes close….terrible men.

  35. Purpleicious Babe

    May 22, 2012 at 5:30 pm

    mesmirising….. captivating……imaginative, quite explicit too and well written.

    Things like this happens. It is stems back to psychological things too… breaking it down takes forever.

    But anyone suffering from any form of abuse physical, emotional,mental or financial pls speak UP. DO NOT SUFFER IN SILENCE. PLS LETS WORK TOGETHER TO ERADICATE SUCH IN OUR SOCIETY.

    GOD HELP US all.

  36. nimi

    May 22, 2012 at 5:56 pm

    And I know without a doubt that for her, I would first turn into smoke, the man that thinks to snatch what has not been given.

  37. Miss Pepeye

    May 22, 2012 at 6:25 pm

    Beautifully written. Welldone Adeola for putting into words, what many have gone through, and sadly some are still goiing thru.

  38. dylan

    May 22, 2012 at 6:28 pm

    OMG!!! this is breathtaking……….

  39. Turn turn turner

    May 22, 2012 at 7:47 pm

    For those of us who’ve been through this, may we somehow find a cure

    For those who’ve not, may this never be something you’ll have to endure

    **tears brimming**

    • the Injustice society called Nigeria....

      May 22, 2012 at 9:13 pm

      I feel you dear… would heal when your ready ….you just have to let go and learn to live with it……i have let go and it feels good…no one is ever going to have power over me again!…..

  40. Rita

    May 22, 2012 at 9:17 pm

    Absolutely amazing piece of work, well crafted in every sense. I’m usually a heavy critic of pedestrian prose but this is heads above the norm. Well done Adeola, I’m totally impressed!!!

  41. lu

    May 22, 2012 at 9:37 pm

    please, same old shit. its like the babe in this story has not heard a story like this before, how wont you know he will come for you? seriously oh, nobody is naive in this world again oh. she should have killed him immediately her sister left. KMT!!!!!!!!!!!!

    • pretty

      May 24, 2012 at 9:52 am

      u be yeye

  42. Lilly

    May 22, 2012 at 11:28 pm

    Brilliant piece!! well done.

  43. iamfascinating

    May 22, 2012 at 11:30 pm

    gagging# too sad. Good job, writer.

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  44. Moni

    May 23, 2012 at 12:09 am

    This happens a lot, and sometimes the men even manipulate one into thinking she brought it upon herself. It’s a rough road for any girl to travel, and many of them when older do not even know how or if to tell their spouses of such abuse for fear that the husbands will look down on them.

  45. t

    May 23, 2012 at 12:50 am

    Brilliant writer. I mean BRILLIANT…wow!!!

  46. tayoor

    May 23, 2012 at 9:43 am

    So………. Ada will be a mother to her sister after child birth. this world is so cruel.
    She should av poisoned him at the begining.

  47. portable-oge

    May 23, 2012 at 10:50 am

    Wow! am speechless,angry n so sad! May God’s wrath descend on any man who does dis to his daughters or any woman at all! u guys waited too long to poison him. Anupam, Anuofia,idiot of no comparism! May God heal dem.

  48. CeCe

    May 23, 2012 at 10:59 am

    oooooh Woooooooow . i wud say b4 dat dis kind of tin cannot happen 2 mi nd i wudnt fight or one person must die bla bla bla . but till it happens to u or sumone close to u who wud tell u dis story , den u wont understand wat d writer is talkin about . woooooow dis kin of tins makes women hav a dead hrt 4 evaaa !! even d nicest man in d world wudnt change d womans mindset about men. growin up i had bin surounded by 5 girls who were victims of rape . soo dis hit me badly . was havin a good day til i read dis #i still wudnt give up witout a fight walai#

  49. Bee

    May 23, 2012 at 1:39 pm

    Very Nice!

  50. anon

    May 24, 2012 at 1:50 am

    Oh my God, this is hard. For all those who have being through this God truly heal them.

  51. mekyli

    May 26, 2012 at 10:23 am

    WOW…I hope d writer has published books, i would so totally buy them

  52. ruby

    May 28, 2012 at 11:41 pm

    very sad story

  53. oge

    June 21, 2012 at 5:40 am

    this was really touching. kudos for the poison

  54. oyin

    July 12, 2012 at 4:07 pm

    for a second I thot she was going to write, *how she stabbed him in the chest before he could take advantage of her innocence* I will like the story better that way. useless man

  55. jennifer

    July 13, 2012 at 1:25 pm

    wow, sadly this is what happens everyday in naija..i just wish victims of such would act faster before more damage happens.. nice piece!!!

  56. Seun

    July 13, 2012 at 2:05 pm

    What a madman! May God expose & disgrace men like him. and may god also heal every girl/woman hurting in this regard

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