what lies begot

Episode 8&9

Episode 8
The culprit

Mrs Folorunsho was the one behind my crumbled world, even though my parents and I were also at fault. My parents were cool and asked if I wanted to take up the case. A part of me wanted to, the other part thought of my best pal—Kunle, his mum is the culprit. My dad volunteered to get Kunle to our house since it wasn't safe for me to suddenly show up after a year. Kunle entered the sitting room with my dad and he left us to have the discussion. I had to apologize for snubbing him, he made his papers but I didn't. He told me Dabira was worried which surprised me because I never knew she cared. "Well, I don't think I'll be  interested in girls again."
"Why?" he asked.
"I was sexually abused, I became a porn addict and a chronic masturbator," I explained
"Shoot!! now I understand. You didn't inform me, don't you trust me?"
"I do" I answered softly
"I don't understand is becoming of this world, Mr Gbadamosi got sacked too."
"Why? What did he do?"
"You know Shakirat, that bae with the biggest ass."
"Yeah, big ass indeed."
"Mr Gbadamosi had been sleeping with her, she aborted thrice for him"
"What the hell? That pretty bad. I never liked the man anyway. I noticed the way he looks at girls ass and breast in class, he shouldn't just be sacked. I think he should be arrested too" I stated bluntly.
"Yeah, I agree with you on that one, I agree but who abused you?" He asked looking more serious.
"An older woman," I said gulping down saliva.
"Who? Has she been dealt with?" He pressed further.
"No"
"Why? Get her arrested or something?"
"The woman is your mum," I said avoiding his eye contact.
"Blood of Jesus," he shouted.
The room was silent for a while, for the first time I saw Kunle shedding tears.
"I know she is your mum, I won't sue her," I said.
"No, you have to sue her," he said shaking.
"Geez, guy are you serious about it?" I asked to confirm.
"What makes her different? Because she's my mom and you are my friend, doesn't mean she shouldn't face panel. What she did was wrong, I can't believe she did that to you. She trained my siblings and me well. Why should she destroy the life of another? I stand with you" he said boldly.
Kunle was ready to see his mom go down, he didn't even ask for evidence. Maybe he had suspicions. My parents took up the case. And to everyone's greatest surprise, I wasn't the only young boy she messed up. I felt sorry for Kunle and his siblings; I admired his courage and support to persecute his mum.

Episode 9
Healing sessions

I know I have taken a major step in the healing process. Mrs Folorunsho had been punished. Having sessions with the therapist wasn't what I bargained for. It wasn't as easy as they made it look.
My dad took it upon himself to get me a new laptop which was configured to access non sexually stimulating websites as instructed by the therapist. Mr Alfred was gentle, helping me go through the past, I cried a lot, I think used up a pack of tissue to wipe my tears. My escapades with Mrs Folorunsho replayed in my head like a movie. I could narrate the whole experience. It's sad.
My parents weren't left out, they also had therapeutic sessions. They had a lot of issues to dealt especially communication. Being in a committed relationship is not an easy task requiring conscious effort. The sessions made me realized females go through hell in terms of sexual abuse before self-discovery, the male child goes through the same journey. I never thought I could break down this way. I needed to be better. One important and painful part of the sessions is forgiving. I was compelled to forgive those who hurt me, everyone from Kunle's mum, my parents and myself. Because I forgave doesn't mean the perpetrator wasn't prosecuted.
Things were starting to fall in place. I support my parent's decision to adopt a girl since the doctor advised against getting pregnant considering her age.
I objected my parent's decision to adopt an infant. I desired they adopted a girl I was older than with a couple of years. I can't deal with the stench of infants pooing and urinating on you while you carry them.