I’m dating my friend’s father. It’s a financial decision that I’m not proud of, but it’s a means to an end.

She’s my classmate. She brought me home to live with her because it was hard for me to pay my hostel fees. It’s a big house she lives in with her parents, but I shared a room with her.

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I noticed the way her father looked at me and realized it wasn’t normal. When he got my number, the texts he sent me were flirtatious. I saw where it was going. I didn’t have the power to stop it without ruining everything, so I let it go on and on until one evening, when I was in the bathroom, he entered.

He had told me he would do it, and I’d begged him not to. But he came while his wife was outside of the house. I suspect he planned to get her out of the house to be able to do what he did. I whispered, “That’s dangerous. What if someone walks in on us?” He replied, “Who can? No one is around.”

To get him off my back and also avoid being caught, I did what he wanted me to do, and that began a relationship that has lasted for a little over a year.

He gives me what I ask for. He pays my fees and has currently gotten me a hostel. I have only one year left before I leave school. He has promised me a job right after school so I can take care of myself.

But day in and day out, I look at my friend and what I’m doing to her and feel so bad. She smiles genuinely and throws good things my way, but whatever I give back feels dirty and unclean because of what I’m doing with her father.

Her mother—may God bless that woman—I’ve never seen a woman this motherly. I’ve left her house, but she cooks and gives the food to my friend to bring to me in the hostel.

“Why are you this evil?”

I’m looking in the mirror and asking my reflection this question.

Why can’t I just cut the cord and say, “No, I’m no longer doing this because of my friend and the relationship I have with your wife?”

The last time I built up the courage to tell him to leave me alone, the school asked us to buy a material I didn’t have the money to pay for. I told myself, “Let me get this one and leave him afterwards.”

I haven’t been able to leave him.

I’m in a place where I feel I’m going to receive the reward threefold in the future. I might marry and my husband would be community property, or my daughter would turn even more wayward than me. I’m counting my sins and naming them one by one so in the future when I start experiencing bad things in my life, I will look back and say, “I deserve it.”

When that day comes, I won’t even pray and ask God to take my troubles away. I will go through it silently and painfully so I can experience the pain I put a friend and her mother through.

I have one more fee to pay. I hope that once that is out of the way, I will have the courage to walk away. But I doubt it. The flesh is that weak.

—Cynthia

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