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''Good afternoon Mummy!'' Junior called out to me as soon as i stepped out of my car in his school compound. I made it a point of duty to always pick him up from school myself no matter how busy I was at work. This is a practice I have held onto for five years. At first it wasn't easy but now that I'm one of the best and most sought consultant at the best psychiatric hospital in the country. Yes. I did achieve my goal of becoming a psychiatrist. I enjoyed helping people find their lost minds again and I put in my all into this work.
''Mum!'' Junior pulls my hand to call my attention back to the present.
''Yes junior'' I answered him looking embarrassed at my absent mindedness.
Junior immediately frowned at me then opened the car and sat at the passenger seat in front. I didn't mean to upset him.
''Honey, look I'm sorry, okay?''
''But we have concluded this discussion before mum. You promised. We had a deal!
''Yes honey, I know that's why I'm apologizing. I replied as I started the car and drove out of the parking lot.
I totally forgot that I made a deal with my son never to call him ''Junior'' but ''Raymond'' as Richard used to call him. This was one of the most difficult choices I had ever made but it was a necessary one.
After we fled Richard's house and the palace as a whole. We logged in a very cheap hotel for two months and from there, I walked as a sales girl in a nearby supermarket. With my first salary I was able to rent one room for us. Junior was still very young and was still recovering from the heart surgery he underwent few months back.
It was tough. Life was not friendly with us at all. There were many nights with hungry stomachs, tears and pains.
One of such Junior came and wrapped his little hands around my neck.
''Mummy, it's okay! Let's share this together. I know you bought it for only me. Here, let's share it. I'll drink plenty of water afterwards.
More Tears rolled down my cheeks. I just grabbed my little son and hugged him tightly. I admired his thoughtfulness and care for me at this tender age of his.
''Junior, I managed to say, ''I'm not crying because I'm hungry. Though yes, I really am hungry.''
''Then why are you crying mummy?''
I cleaned my runny nose with the back of my wrapper and adjusted on my seat.
''Why mummy?'' The ever curious Junior shook my shoulder with his tiny looking hands.
''I'm crying because I just used the last money I had to buy that food for you tonight. Madam B. has refused to pay my salary. She claims business is not selling well and I need this money urgently son, to pay for our rent here, to buy your medication and to buy food for us. I don't even know what I'm going to give you to eat tomorrow.'' I confessed as though he has the final solution to my problems.
''Don't worry mummy, I can drink more water tomorrow.''
Lost for words I just hugged my son tightly. He was my only treasure and consolation at this moment. I had nothing more left.
''Oh, how I hate you Marcus. May your punishment in this life time be nothing compared to the next. May your days be bitter and sour. May...
''Mummy! You said I should never curse anyone that cursing is bad...''
''Yes son but Marcus is a bad man...''
'You also said ''but'' is used mostly by those who love to justify their wrongs'
''He is an animal in human clothing! He deceived me. He ruined me. He...''
I broke down and wept while my son stood aloof from me. I hadn't realized that I had pushed him away from me while I spoke loudly and angrily. I was consumed with anger and bitterness. I realized there and then that I was nothing but a bitter and sad woman.
I have kept this in my heart for years now. And it has grown and taken deep roots in me. I hate men!....all men.
''Is that why you hate me too?'' Junior asked with tears in his voice.
I looked up sharply completely broken. I didn't really know if I actually did hate my son or not?
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