Vicious Cycle

Vicious Cycle XIII

VICIOUS CYCLE

XIII

A few days later, it was in the afternoon. Starr was seen walking on a quiet London residential street. She appeared to be quite nervous as she was walking. Starr received some lustful stares from some of the young adult men from the other side of the road, but she brushed it off. Starr then reached her destination. She took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. Starr waited patiently. As she looked above, she saw an aeroplane cutting through the sky. Unexpectedly, Critical’s mother opened the door. Starr quickly lowered her head to look Critical’s mother in the eye

“Hello” Starr warmly smiled

“Hi, young lady” Critical’s mother replied “How might I help you?”

“Hello…I’m Michaela” Starr declared, extending her hand “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you”

“May I ask who you are?” Critical’s mother declared. Starr then lowered her hand. She was clearly nervous

“I’m…I’m Critic…I mean…Geoffrey’s girlfriend”

Critical’s mother’s face dropped at the sound of the son’s name. Starr was prepared

“Well…What can I say?” Critical’s mother replied “Honestly…Well all I will say is if my son makes you happy, then that’s good. Good luck with it all, good bye”

Critical’s mother attempted to close the door on Starr, but Starr stuck her foot in the way

“Excuse me? His bad behaviour has rubbed on you, has it?” Critical’s mother asked in an unimpressed tone

“Jeff did tell me you can be stubborn, well two can play that game” Starr began “You can be cold to your own son, but I ain’t your son, so I will not take it”

“What was that, YOUNG LADY?” Critical’s mother growled, clearly getting annoyed

“Now, I love your son too much to see him get beaten over the fact that his mother can’t let go of the past. He doesn’t even know that I’m here, so I am NOT LEAVING until you hear all that I’ve got to say” Starr confidently declared. Critical’s mother was impressed with Starr’s head-strong approach, and saw a little bit of her in Starr

“Wow…Urm…Well you better come in, then” Critical’s mother declared as she opened the door wide. Starr smiled as she entered the apartment.

Starr looked around the apartment; it was neat and tidy with wooden flooring. Critical and General’s pictures were all proudly displayed on the walls of the living room. Starr smiled as she saw one of Critical as five month old baby. Critical’s mother then arrived in the living room with a tray that had two glasses and some ginger beer

“I hope you’re thirsty” Critical’s mother grinned as she placed the tray on the coffee table

“Thank you, Mrs Adjetey” Starr smiled as she took the glass of ginger beer. She then took a seat on the sofa

“Beautiful and polite, Geoffrey knows well, I’ll give him that” Mrs Adjetey smiled as she took a seat in the armchair

“Thank you” Starr smiled “What I would like to know is why you and Jeff fell out all those years ago…Sorry, I’m sounding nosy”

“Not at all, I will tell you” Mrs Adjetey begun “I and Mr Adjetey love both Geoffrey and Zachary – his older brother. They were good, good boys when they were younger. Mr Adjetey was and still is working on his clothing business. He goes on trips to Ghana, Sri Lanka, Angola, Japan, the U.S. – he’s been global. At the moment, he is in Australia. Anyhow, with their father’s absence, I was forced to be a single parent. Mr Adjetey will come and visit at least four times in a year, but that just wasn’t enough. He would send money and things, but it just wasn’t enough. The boys needed a strong, male role model and there was a vacancy. The boys started getting out of control. First of all, I am a Christian woman and this is a Christian household. We very much believe in God. But the boys were acting like people with no morals – they started smoking, drinking, acting with girls, experimenting with drugs. I…”