Based in South London x
Wura was not the average girl, in fact she was far from it, for her, success was not a goal but a standard. Focused on her business, her studies and most importantly her faith she was not about to have any distractions. At le...
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I had just came home after a long study session of revision in the library. If I'm honest all these good grades and work I did weren't even for me. What? Did you think I was really going to get another 9-5 job, working hard just for another random person to get rich? Nope, no sir! I just wanted to get great grades and get into the best university I could. Although my parents weren't embarrassed I felt bad seeing my peers answering with confidence when asked about their GCSE results, my grades were average and weren't anything to scream about. I want my parents to be able to gloat about how well I did in my A levels too, but I really wasn't too gassed about Uni. The experience looked fun, however when it really came down to it, I wanted to be a business woman. It just wasn't in my nature to follow orders. Going to uni might slow that process for me, but if it was then I could do it.
So, you could also imagine my anger when I got home with a situation waiting for me, "Uh... Dad?" I call out to him as I walked up to him as he loaded multiple suitcases into his car. What was going on? He hadn't mentioned anything about him travelling.
"I've decided that I can no longer live here. I'm not part of this family anymore, since your mum has decided to become the man of the house, I see my presence is no longer needed!" He grumbled in a loud voice. I notice my mum sitting on the stone steps in front of the house looking exhausted.
"So, you're just going to leave?" I grit my teeth and try not to yell. We lived in a white neighbourhood, I didn't want us to come across as the stereotypical loud black family. It was honestly so infuriating how men can decided to up and leave when they want.
"Mum come inside." Remi, my younger brother tried lifting my mum up from her position on the ground. His voice was low and almost trembling, his anger evident on his face. Just like me and my sister he was closer to my mum, in fact you could even argue that he only tolerated my dad. I'm not lying when I say they hadn't had a civil conversation since he was 12, he's 15 now.
"See, nobody wants me here." My dad bitterly laughed, he sounded like a Villain. Even I couldn't refute that statement. When it was just my siblings and my mum it was just pure laughter, when my dad came around it would be bad vibes. However as of recently things hadn't been so bad, so that's why I was so shocked that he was leaving.
What was this rubbish. I come back from breaking my brain repeatedly just to make him proud and he's leaving? Today was Saturday, usually she would be working today but had decided to take today and tomorrow off, the one day she gives herself a day off her husband decides to leave. I don't know how to react or what to do.
"Where are you going?" I ask, at the very least I want to know where he was going. My sister would be coming home from uni in a week or two and I don't know how I'm going to explain it to her.
He scratch his chin in contemplation, "Ehn, I will first go to Segun's house then from there I will go to Nigeria." I nod. See when I didn't have the mental capacity to confront an issue, I would just leave it and deal with what I could. I can't come and kill myself, there was no point trying to convince him, once he made his mind no one could change it.
