Kamrun Ross
I had taken off for my house it's been years since I went back there having to challenge my father was probably the hardest thing I had ever done and what terrified my was that I didn't make it the way I thought I will, I think I came down to realize his way of seeing the world was more true than mine. He was mean probably because of how he was treated back in the years before he became rich.
I usually was seen as broke back in school but the truth is I wasn't It was a choice I had made to make my own money without depending on the riches of my family my father's most especially (Herr Alexander Toruń) I know his name doesn't sound any close to African names that's because he changed his name when he got adopted by an American couple that took him off Cameroon in his early 20s after they had stayed for 3years in Cameroon. His view about life was that which said "everybody is around you for something either your time or your money and if you give time to people it means you don't want to make money and if you give money out it mean you don't want to be rich" this words always came out at every dinner.
I was quite the opposite of him more like my mum I guess I mean I was proud of being like this beautiful creature God had given me. She was full of life always smiling always defended me in front of my father in school and more and my father blamed her cause it made me look soft it wasn't really false I actually was this emotional and soft because she had been the only person I was close to for years.
I finally arrived Douala which was the town in which my parents were based and before I could get my self out of the bus I saw my mums standing in the corner with the driver having an umbrella over her head. My mum was always extra It made me smile seeing her that way remembered me of does days when my mum used to stand out of my school waiting for me in this same position.
I stepped down and moved towards her as her arms were widely open to welcome me I was so happy but somehow I was cold in my actions and just when I was about to be in her arms I felt a soft palm smash through my face and just then I felt a sharp pain running through me.
"Mama'
"Don't you ever leave me like that again ever"
Her voice was shaky I felt her pain and joy mixed in her voice and when I finally met with her eyes she had tears down her cheeks.
"I won't mother I won't"
She trapped me between her arms in a tight hug as I hugged her back
"I missed you KR"
"I missed you more queen"
That was how I called her when ever I went emotional."Come now lets go you need a shower and rest and fooood"
" I'm fine ma"
"Says who? See how pale you have gone dark and crispy"
"Haha I'm well mum"
"Your doing as I said let's go Gerald"
"Gerald was the driver"
"Welcome sir may I have your bags"
"Thanks Gerald your new to my knowing and thanks"We went over to the car and he packed my logs in the back space of the car. And mum I got in and sat at the back she usually sat in front but this time she was behind I could tell she was going to question me on my being and I didn't wanna tell her much but at the same time I don't resist this woman.
"So"
Here we go
"How have you been tell me everything"
"Well nothing much Mum just normal you know university life a lot of pressure and that's it"
She stared at me for a moment
"Like your father you don't know how to lie so I'll ask again how are you and how is trinity?"
"We are no more together"
" since when and why you screwed up I'm sure you men in your fathers family are flirts"
"I didn't" I stated in a stoned voice
She noticed my change of mood and knew I didn't want to talk just then
"Okay then will we get home »« Man » Gerald spoke
« Yes Gerald »
« Herr Toruń is back to town just so you know »
« Wait what ? Why? »
« I do not know »
« Oh damn it »I panicked cause I knew what was coming my way I started regretting.
« Mum »
« Do not worry I will handle him »
"Still I'm not ready for him"
" be a man and face him like his own son"
She turned her face out as though she was trying shade a pain she always did that when the man hurt her.**hey guys sorry for late updates got a lot going on at school so I'm rarely updating but I'll eventually finish the book soon*
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