Must Read: INTERMISSION (The Love) - Season 1 - Episode 15

7 years ago

Must Read: INTERMISSION (The Love) - Season 1 - Episode 15

You may ask if i don’t live with anybody or with anybody, let me say little about myself
I am the first son of my dad, our first child been a girl. My father was a pharmacist; he was tall with oyibo-like fair in complexion, he was in his early thirties and still very strong and very handsome. Dad leave in the states and i was born in America with my senior sister (name withheld). My father studied pharmacy in the University of Manchester, when he graduated, he returned to Nigeria to take over the properties of his late dad which was his greatest regret.

Five years after he has taken over his properties (he was the only child of his parent), business began to collapse, he faced bankrupt which made him sell all his company in other to pay the loans he collected from banks. The little money left on him was what he used to fly back to America in order to start afresh. It was on the plane to the U.S that he met a young lady who was too depressed.

Conversing with the lady, he found out that the lady was from the same state as him and was travelling to the U.S after having problem with her relatives. My dad also shared his own story with her and she felt pity for him. From there they shared contact and the lady turned out to be our mother.

When my dad got to the states, he began producing some drug after been approved by the NAFDAC. Gradually, his business began to blossom. He went on to building a very big drug producing company in America, he also built a hospital at Abuja which he later sold to the federal government after receiving billions of naira which he used to build hospitals in Kogi state, Enugu and Ibadan. He also owns other companies across the world.

My mother was the most beautiful woman i ever seen. She was tall (Not up to my dad), fair in complexion and much endowed.

My sister was much like albino and very beautiful just like her mother. She was of average height and she dressed to kill. At fifteen, she already has killer curves and massive cleavage with a very long blond hair. My dad called her “my sunshine” though not her actual name.

I was tall as my father and very handsome with broad chest. I was very fair in complexion and very hot. I was the most brilliant in our family, though all my siblings are gifted, mine was exceptional. But i didn’t live with my parent because i was very stubborn. I do always beat up my senior sister to the point that she must sustain injuries and when my dad tries to confront me, i do lock myself in the room.

My mum loved me very well that she will never lay his hand on me and my dad was not always around. When he do return, my senior sister will report me to him and when he succeeded in punishing me, it will only grant my sister some more serious beating whenever he was not around.

When my troubles were getting out of hand, dad decides to send me to my Uncle who was a business man in Nigeria. My uncle was very harsh on me from the onset; i was in primary school then.

That led to the beginning of my hatred toward my dad; i hated him with passion that i will never receive his call. I only spoke with my mom every day. The rest of my two sisters were born on my behalf. After eight years, my mother gave birth to a baby boy named Ken though i never saw him but only hear from him whenever i spoke with my mother and i am very satisfied because he was very bright and fluent at a tender age. I missed Ken very well that my hatred toward my dad kept increasing day by day, i missed him very much.

But i grown to be the silent type, i never speak to people except normal greetings. I was very cool that i don’t make much friends because they don’t seem to understand me; i may be seating with you for hours without uttering a word and always give out cold reply, that was why frank was the only trusted friend i had because he understand me very well though he was a little loquacious.

Despite our closeness, i never told him about the true identity of my parents. I actually don’t want to intimidate people with my parents wealth, with the fact that i always wants to be “myself”. I believe that my parents wealth were not meant for me and i have to hustle to make it with what i have got (use what you have to get what you want).
I am the type that did not depend on studying, i only study for fun. Education is what kept me going, school and learning is what make me happy because i was living in the shadow of myself; i was living an unhappy life.

Make uncle didn’t help matters at all, the only chance i have was during school session and i live in my own house but i do keep helping my uncle’s sale-personals nonstop during holidays that i began to wonder if my uncle was paid by my dad to make life a living hell for me
My uncle was yet to marry as at then, he was always on my nerves that i began to wonder if this man has human conscience, though he provide me with anything. My wardrobe was filled with assorted clothes and accessories. The prize of what i wore always marvels me, the least cost of my eye glass was 25k that i wondered if it will be used as extra eyes or if it will help you see the future. I called such purchasing “unnecessary lavishing of money” (there are some lavishing of money that are necessary), with such amount, i could be able to purchase more body wears (not that i don’t have enough clothes, i have cloths in excess). In fact, i have anything i needed in excess except happiness and freedom, I felt betrayed by my dad. Why would he decide to take away my spirit? I was living in the shadow of myself and i learnt to live in disguise.

Sooner than later, i began to forget about my dad and sisters, i never have the feelings that i have sisters because i never know them; we have never even spoken on phone before. The only people i remember were my mum and Ken. Ken was my only brother and my kid brother.

Family is the top priority
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