chapter 14: i have to make things right

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Fred pov

Mama found all sort of excuse to give in respect to the fact that Belinda left me, it even led to an argument on how the witchcraft victor gave to me was still working, I couldn't contact Belinda cause I knew she wouldn't dare to come back, what's in it for her she couldn't gain anything in the marriage.

Mama kept on bothering me about other ladies but I refused. I had just come back from work, I was very tired, tomorrow would be a very busy day at work for me and I needed good rest, mama came to Lagos to spend some time few weeks earlier and she has made it a point of duty in disturbing and giving me unnecessary headache and this night I was not ready for it.

"My lovely son you are back" mama welcomed me while coming out of the kitchen. Nigerian people had a thing for making weird statement, she saw me home and was still stating on the fact that I was home

"Yes mama I'm just coming back, work was really stressful today, any food?" I replied yawning

"Of course my son I prepared wonderful vegetable soup and pounded yam for you, I kept on looking for your mortal but I couldn't find it so I went to borrow your neighbor, can you imagine that lady doesn't have a mortal, ehn all theses city girls that's my problem with them, they can't cook, everyday noodles" mama rambled

"Mama I've heard you o, please I need food before I die of hunger, I need good sleep this night like I said tomorrow would be tough"

"Okay my son, and please you won't die you're the only one I have" mama replied while heading to the kitchen.

Mama brought the food to the table, she told me about her day, and how my neighbor mentioned poundo, the yam flour that can be used for making pounded yam, mama was in a good mood this night she hasn't brought up one problem or the other, well not until now.

"Ehen my son, when I was looking for the mortal and pistols I came across one nonsense under you bed" mama said with a look of disgust on her face.

"Mama what is it again?" I asked not ready for whatever complaint she was ready to make

"That useless friend of yours that brainwashed you, what's that his devilish name, I saw this nonsense boxer there I knew it wasn't yours cause I could recognize all of yours and what made you open your mouth to utter such nonsense that you loved that kind of guy, it was witchcraft, being gay is worse than dying...I would never acknowledge someone for being that, I thank God that..." Mama rambled

"Mama will you stop!, Will you just stop, I've been a good son, I've worked hard and guess what I'm gay, the one thing that makes me disgusting or useless right?, And must you call victor, yes I love him and I don't regret it, I've always listened to you, obeyed you and did everything you wanted, but mama do you know what I just realized?, I just realized that I've made big mistake in the past, I just realized I've never done anything in my favour but in yours, just now that I want to have something, just now I found someone who I love and care about you can't even support me with that and you call yourself my mother, you don't love me mama, and I think  I should correct something I damaged, I don't know if it's too late but I'm willing to fight for the love I have for victor, whether you accept or not, disown me or not, think I'm dead or not, I don't care mama, you can leave for all you care because right now I'm going to choose love over any other thing, infact I've lost my appetite" I say with tears in my eyes as I walk out on mama who was short of words.

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