Written by Feathers.
I knew that it won’t go well with my mom.
I sat still in her house for several minutes but she didn’t come to the living room again.
I stood and waddled to her room.
I noticed it was closed.
“Mom!” I called as I planted a knock on the door.
She opened it at once and asked; “Scot, should I believe you are pranking me or something?”
“No mom, it’s not a prank, I’ve grown use to the girl and I now love her, sincerely?” I said.
“What do you want me to tell my friends? that my son got married to his maid! Is this a movie of a prince and the poor girl? Wake up quickly son!” My mom said.
“But that’s what I want.” I made my intentions known to mum.
“You are wanting the wrong thing, this conversation will never come to an end, you should leave now.” My mom said and I walked out.
I got inside my car and breathed out heavily.
I rested my arms on the car and lowered my head.
I knew it won’t go well with mom, I need to find a way of convincing her. She’s a woman anyways.
I commenced driving, I got home and alighted from the car, I was stunned to find a letter by the knob of the door.
I took the letter gently and opened it.
“I did not want me return to my old self, please tell your girlfriend that I lost my leg because of her and I won’t stop until she becomes mine. For the safety of your life, send her away to live alone. I won’t warn you again.”
I let out a brief sigh and walked inside.
I knew it was no other person than the chef.
I received a call briefly on my phone and I picked it. It was from Brenda.
“Scot!” Her voice came through.
She continued; “You can’t believe this stupid chef organize a birthday party for me.”
“Is today your birthday?” I questioned.
“No, but it’s this month, he said since it was my birth month that he can choose to celebrate it anyhow he wants.” She reported.
“How is the party going?” I asked.
“I was trying to make everyone understand that today is not my birthday but they are not listening to me, what can I do?” She asked
“Enjoy the party.” I answered her and hung up.