The shocker was that it was the first time I had seen my birth parents since I was born, I was a distraction to their high-profile career, I was born when my mom was in her final year in high school. It was either an adoption or an abortion for her but then grandma insisted that she had me and gave me to her, she would raise me as hers and my birth mother need not bother about anything, apparently, it worked well except for my granny's death which was a hitch in the original plan.
Sometimes it made me wonder at the stupidity of youth. You know you definitely don't want children and yet abstinence is a problem. I mean why not choose the latter of the two demons. Apparently it was during December I was born a healthy baby girl screaming her lungs out. My mother didn't even want to see me, so I was handed over to my grandma, while my mother continued her perfect life.
Unfortunately my birth mother could not have any more children and she couldn't come back for me either because of the contract she had with grandma, which was actually her idea because she wanted nothing to do with me and was actually quite keen on an abortion such that she made grandma sign never to disturb her about me either financial obligations or health issues.
The truth is that when she finally built her career and finally married my father. They couldn't have children hence their coming back for me, it was more of a convenience to them than any other thing and grandma's death probably saved them from a legal battle they would probably have lost because we had bonded and became close friends, companions, i doubted she would ever give me up for anything, i was a replacement for the daughter she apparently lost, that was so selfish and thoughtless she didn't care a hoot about anyone else..
I should have been angry at them, all the events I had attended through primary school that required the attention of both parents were only attended to by my grandma. Which caused other students to poke fun of me, even though Grandma did everything to make up for their absence, I still felt it deeply, I felt deprived.
There were times when, I wanted my parents and threw a huge tantrum asking for them, but now I finally got my wish, I just wasn't happy. I had even begun to believe grandma lied, I didn't have parents until I saw two healthy strangers that looked like they lacked nothing whirling into my already turbulent life to claim me as theirs. Like I earlier stated I had always been a bit awkward and tongue-tied more so after the death of grandma.
That was the first time I understood or was faced with the concept of death, grandma had fallen sick and my neighbor also a kindly old lady, bless her soul was asked to watch me and hand me over to my parents when the time came.
My grandma who I had definitely decided was the only human who had ever loved me knew it was her time, so she prepared me ahead of time before going over to the hospital, although I can imagine how tiresome it was for her to talk and carry me at that point, but she did anyway.
She hugged me ever so tightly with her surprisingly frail arm," little one I would be going somewhere for a very long time, and you may not be able to come visit".
Really grandma where is that? Anywhere you are, I would come visit, no let me get dressed take me with, I almost cried pouting. She laughed weakly tears streaking down her wrinkled face, and I loved every inch of that face. She was my everything thing" baby girl you can't come grandma is a bit sick moreover you hate the needles right?". I nodded vehemently "now you would be a good girl and go over to Mrs. Roberts", your parents would come pick you up okay.
With kisses on both my cheeks and a last teary smile, my grandma was gone forever, but then I didn't know what that meant.There was this sadness I couldn't quite shake off , it hung heavily in the air, I didn't quite understand but somehow, I found it difficult to breathe
as I watched the cab pull away, tears streaked my cheeks, my heart knew that it may be the last time I would see her even though my body did not quite realize that fact.Mrs. Robert watching me was nothing new, sometimes grandma had to go to the hospital or the market when she couldn't take me, Mrs. Robert loves to babysit me and I loved her almost as much as I loved my grandma.
I was so happy to obey my Grandma's orders, you see Mrs. Roberts was a baker, so she had all sorts of treats which I helped myself to whenever I was around and her chocolate chip cookies were simply to die for. Grandma must have made a call earlier, the moment I skipped in she grabbed me in a hug which wasn't unusual, she always prattled on and on about how I look like her Evangeline that lived in Boston when she was younger and that Evangeline had a little girl about my age, Anna. And she hoped we would meet up and become good friends like she and grandma but alas fate worked in mysterious ways.
Then again she was tearing up a little just like grandma was." Aren't you excited little one? your parents would be here soon to pick you up, you would finally get to meet them", ignoring her words I asked topmost in my mind, do you have any treats? I asked giggling and more solemnly I stated, I won't go anywhere unless grandma is coming with me.
Mrs Robert choked back a sob and escaped into the kitchen, eventually I got my treat and she put me in front of the television to watch my favorite cartoon, which I googled cheerfully to , enjoying the sing along, I must have fallen asleep at some point.
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DARK SEDUCTION
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