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CHAPTER TWO *THE NIGHTMARE*

Brian, sat up on the bed trying to get accustomed to the room. He had had a nightmare. Another nightmare similar to others but now with a little twist.

He had seen a figure like that of his father in a plantation full of trees and shrubs.

The man had a small container in his hand.

He sought to mark him with the content but somehow Brian was not interested in the ceremony so he ran through the plantation seeking for a place of refuge.

The man ran after him, he looked as though he increased in size as Brian looked back each time trying to escape him.

He finally found a secure site, hid himself and watched as the man turned every way trying to see where he hid. Seeing that he had failed in his mission, he yelled loudly.

Brian had jolted from his sleep.

“Another sleepless night” he grumbled,

switching on the light.

The memory of his father figure still lingers in his memory.

He was just four years of age when his mother left his father. He had grown under the tutelage of his mother who sparingly mentioned his father.

Now of age, he lives in the city not far from where his mother lives.

“I might need to visit my mother one more time to dig out the truth about my paternity.”

Just then, other thoughts started sweeping through his mind.

From workloads to friends to admirals.

Stop! His mind trying to flirt;

“Sandy, back then at the ‘Youth Service’ always seeking an opportunity to be around me. Rolling those big round eyeballs that fit her square shaped face perfectly.

Once, she dared ask me out for dinner which I had declined.

Staring at her teary eyes as I spoke to her that afternoon, I knew I was hurting her but I could not just date anyone because I am a special breed, Mother had told me.

Heaving loudly, his mind drifted back to his experience at Dennis' mother's home.

The young lady that for once had struck his heart differently.

“What are the criteria for an acceptable relationship? I am not getting younger. At a little above twenty two with a lot of complications in finding out about my true identity, I must be wise in choosing.”

“Though life has been fair enough in my financial development, discovering my true self has posed itself as an insurmountable giant. Visiting mum soon is the next plan.”

His eyes flashing towards the wall clock, he stood up reluctantly to start preparing for the day's work.

His mind, still wondering “what is so special about me that my mother keeps cautioning me about opposite s*x relationships. Hmmm, maybe her experiences.

LATER THAT AFTERNOON:

Brian at his mother's residence.

“Good afternoon mum! You are in the garden with your flowers and vegetables as usual. I hope you have a particular time for resting. It's important you do little workarounds but you must rest adequately too.” Smiling now, he embraced her warmly.

Good afternoon my son!

You didn’t inform me you will be visiting. I hope you are fine? I see worry beneath your eyes. I know why you are here, I saw you in my dream last night but let's get some food to eat first.

“Mum, eating this delicacy made by you makes my worries gone already. Mum, you are such a good cook. You are good at both local and continental dishes.”

With a broad smile, Mother chipped in, ”Enough of the praises and finish your meal. You look a bit emaciated so you must relax your mind. You have a bright future ahead of you, son.”

“Mum, you are beginning to talk about the reason I came here. I see my colleagues with different women of their choice, flirting about but your words keep me cautioned, is there anything wrong with me?”

“No son, nothing is wrong with you.

Don't tell me that that thing beneath you is not active?” Mother asked, pointing towards his trousers.

“They are active, mum. More reason I am bothered about the next step to take.”

“You see my son, this body is made to be controlled by man, not the other way round.

I and your father made our mistakes that made you the son of a single mother. I don't want you making similar mistakes.

I will tell you more about how you came to be, today.

Your father met me at a very tender age, I was in my 300 level in school while he already graduating.He had this unique look that attracted me and many other ladies to him. He was the zinocher but from a very strict background.

We soon became familiar with ourselves and started playing rough with our emotions,” her eyes started watering. She tried very much to hide her tears but there they were.

“Mum, you don't need to cry.”

“Shortly after, I told him about the pregnancy I had discovered, his attitude started changing from the perfect blend to fault finding. He had just graduated while I was in my final year.

He started distancing himself. I discovered I was going to be alone on the journey. However, I already fell in love with what I was carrying and that is you.

Here you are now, a dignified and responsible man.”

“Mum, if I understand you very well. You mean there is nothing wrong with me, I could do anything I want with the opposite sex.”

“Yes and No.”

“I respect and love you a lot mum. I kept to your words and stayed immune to all advances.”

“Isn't it worth it? Would you want to father children you are not ready for? Or just vanish into thin air like your father?”

“I have pictures of him in memory. At about 4 years, you still took me to his abode, I guess.”

“I had a dream last night and I think he might be hungry to have me back, but do I need him?”

“Now, it's all your choice, son. You are grown and mature to make decisions.”