A Story Written By MoneySoldier…
THE UNEXPECTED

Warning:

Don’t read this if you are hypertensive

I caught them by surprise, the tears killed the suspicion, it was obvious that something terrible must ve happened for me to start dropping tears even before saying a word, my Dad who sat with legs crossed adjusted his sitting position, 
“Nwachukwu, ( she called out my name in Igbo, meaning God’s Son ) what is it?, ke me ni?(Meaning what happened in Kwale, her native dialet), ke ne me e (meaning what is wrong with you)”, as she came close to share my sit with me,
Now I wasn’t crying cos I couldn’t tell them, the tears were pouring out freely cos of the pains that was choking me inside, the pains of the time wasted in school, and the bigger pain for the tormenting news I was about to drop, I saw myself as a disappointment, being an only child all of a sudden became a big burden to me, as it seem, I was like their only hope, only eye as my mum ll sometimes say Ahhhhhhhhhh!, as the tears flowed freely I was shaking, as in obviously shaking like one with a fever, I hardly still couldn’t talk, before I knew it, catarrh followed,
“What is it, did something happen in school?,” my mum asked as she grabbed me by my shoulders,
“Don’t be surprised this Boy has carried his stubborness to school and he has been expelled, or even written an exam for someone and got caught” my Dad said angrily taking a wild guess,
My seat become hot, I stood and immediately went to the ground with my two knees, the first thing that came out of my mouth was
“Mummy Please forgive me, Daddy please forgive me”
“Nwachukwu what happened?” Maale asked,
My Dad was just looking at me, Kaiiii, I was crying out loud now, sotey the catarrh sef begin enter my mouth,
“Leave him alone, when he is ready to talk, we ll know, am going to bed” My Dad said angrily, he knew something terrible was wrong, just that he didn’t know the degree of it
As my Dad stood up leaving, I stood up, ran to him, grabbed him by the hand,
“Daddy please don’t go, I ll talk, I swear I ll talk, don’t go please” I said crying, 
Damnnnn!, he knew how crazy I use to be sometimes, but for me to be this humble, gentle, and to grab and beg him like this, has never happened before, If I pick a quarel with my Dad, and I feel he was wrong, I won’t talk to him till he apologises, but this me, I tell you, one word ‘never been seen before’
He looked at me and sat down, as I turned, Mumcy was already dripping tears, maybe not for anything, but to see me that way hurts her,
“Did they expel you?” She asked,
I shook my head in the no way,
“Then what is it?, come and sit down” My Dad said calmly, like he was beginning to understand that there was more to my tears,
“Daddy No, I want to kneel” I replied as I went to the ground with both knees,
“Ok, ok, am ready to talk” I said
I used my singlet already socked in sweat, and catarrh to wipe my face, not like the weather was hot, but there are some kinda situation one would be in that ll make you sweat even if its cold, this was one of those situations.
After wiping my face, I tried to calm myself as my head moved from one end to another looking at my parents cos they sat separately, Dad at my right, Mumcy at my left, 
“Please forgive me, I ve shamed you” I said
“Nwachukwu, what happened?, have you been rusticated?” My Dad asked, my mum was quiet at the other end, waiting for me to say what has been making me speechless,
“Daddy its a long story, but lemme start step by step” I said,
“We are listening” my Mum replied,
“I ran from school, I took part in cultism and it backfired” I started with that,
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!, you?, cultism?, Chinekemeeeeeeeeeee!!!” My mum shouted, I guess it was unbelievable, always thinking I was the churchy type that ll never ever go close to such,
“Upon everything I told you, this Boy has killed me, to the extent you ran, so what is it that is chasing you” she said crying, ahhhhhh! Damnnn!!, Maaaaaale, I do you strong thing oooo, I know say I do you strong thing.
“Please can you people just listen to me, so I ll be able to talk well, I want to talk now, Mumcy please stop crying naw” I said as I went to were she sat, crying and pleading for her to stop, I was scared for the first time in my life to touch my mum, my Dad was just sighing and shaking his head, I heard him say,
“I thought I had a son, my Boy Emeka, I wish you didn’t die, he lamented
That statement broke all my bones, cold entered my body immediately, do you know how it feels to hear your Dad or Mum regret having you as a child?, I can’t explain the feeling, cos I wouldn’t be able to find the right words to describe it, my Pman wished his dead son was alive, it meant I was useless, but since I had started, I had to finish my confessions to them.
“I deserve anything you people call me, anything at all, but please just allow me finish, I could ve kept it from you people, but I wanted to let you know I terribly regret every of my actions, and ve sincerely changed, Mumcy, Dad, am sorry, please forgive me, just listen to me” I said, as my tears flowed freely,
Before then, the last time I cried was when I was a little Boy, as far as I can even remember, believe me this was the hardest thing ve ever done till date, and this incident or this family FACE OFF as I ll call it changed our lives forever, myself, my Dad, my Mum, I saw another side of my Dad I never believed existed.
After several tries, they finally gave me a listening ear, as I narrated the whole thing, from the beginning to the end, nothing excluded, how I got bammed, the war, and then to the failed mission, the point of almost taking a life, my mum sobbed,
“So you mean my own Nwachukwu held a gun, to the extent of almost taking someones life, a killer, is that what we sent you to school for?, you were suppose to be graduating next year” this woman was lamenting, she couldn’t believe the things I was saying with my mouth.
When I was done, I had this deep relief in me, I was free for the first time in a long while, everywhere was quiet just My mum sobbing, I couldn’t go close, I was scared, while I was still soaking myself in her pain, as she kept complaining of headache, this one I won’t forget in a hurry, THE UNEXPECTED happened, I heard a loud voice screamed out, 

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It was my Dad that bursted into tears, I ve never ever seen my Dad cry, to know I made him do it was like putting an axe in spine, it was sooooo hurting, he cried out,
“Nwachukwu, Nwachukwu, Nwachukwu” he called my name 3 goodtimes, or lemme say 3 bad times and then said these words,
“What ve I done to deserve this?, do you want people to laugh at me, that I ve just one son and can’t control him or train him in school?”
This man wasn’t just crying, he was weeping like a baby, crying out like one being flogged,
Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!, I ll never forget this day…

To Be Continued…

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