Kapitel 5: TILL WE MEET MY LITTLE DEMIGOD
KENAN
I keep walking away from my siblings not looking back at all. I make it to the shed with myself in one piece before breaking down. I fall on the ground crying ass the whole event of the day begins to refresh in my brain.
What did I do to deserve such a life? I was still crying when I remember my resolution. I promised myself a long time ago that I would never give him the joy of breaking me. Woth a newfound determination I clean my tears, stand up and pick up all my savings and toss them into my bag. Closing my bag I walk out the shed and begin my walk into the town.
Unlike my paternal family who lived at the outskirt of the town, my grandmother lived in the middle of our town and was very famous. She was the only person who had a job that wasn't owned by an Aristocrat. She was a healer and according to most peopl she uad magical hands that can heal any ailment or injury. I didn't know why mum asked me to go to her because she has been adamant I don't step there since the old man started all this.
The walk was taking longer because my mind was filled with questions like who my father is? Where does he stay? Why did he leave me? Why didn't mom tell me about him? Most importantly is he a Norm or an Aristocrat? And so many more were bouncing everywhere in my head and I just couldn't push myself to walk any faster because I have a feeling I will end up with more questions.
By now the sun was fully set and the moon was at its highest. I was alone in the streets and there was no noise apart from the chirping of the little birds and stray animals.
I hasten my steps when I realize how dark it was, I considered going to Leila or Simeon's place for the night as I pass their street but brush the thought off. I don't want to be a burden. After about 30 extra minutes of walking I have crossed the whole street and was now in the centre of town. I walk up to a building that holds dear memories to me.
The brown coloured door that was always welcoming looms in front of me. I stretch my hand to knock and drop it back contemplating her reaction. I start pacing for a while before gathering enough courage to knock on the door.
I knock twice before I start to hear shuffling inside and the lock was opened. She opens the door and when she sees only me at her doorstep her eyes widen.
"He has chased you out" she asks and I nod "so you know about it" I nod again and she opened the door "come in quickly" she says and I walk into the house. It was the same as always. The heater was on keeping the house cool, the sitting room was still its forest green colour with brown furniture and the shelf filled with plants too was still there "Nothing has really changed since you have been here last, you know" she says seeing the look of recognition on my face.
"Still the same old, why do you keep it this way anyway" I ask and she smiles coming out of the kitchen with a tea tray.
"Because this was how your grandpa liked it and it helps me keep his memory alive" she replies serving me a cup. I thank her and quickly down the tea hastily. "Have you eaten anything this night" she asks and I shook my head "The bastard didn't even feed you, let me get you something to eat" she says walking into the kitchen.
I use the time to admire the living room. I have always wondered how she kept these plants alive inside since all this while and they look freshly planted. I touch one petal and it moves and it felt soft in my hands so I didn't notice the movement.
She arrives with a plate of macaroni and cheese, serving it to me and I quickly wolf it down. I never knew I was this hungry already. Once I was done I look up and she was watching me eat. I felt embarrassed due to the manner in which I ate but she just laughs at my embarrassment
"it was very delicious mam" I appraise her dinner and she smiles.
"I can see that already and if it isn't enough you can ask for more because you will need all your strength for the discussion we are to have." She says and that was scarier than even not getting answers to my question. I have been anticipating this moment since I entered here but now that it is here I'm not feeling so optimistic anymore. She walks back in and sits on the couch facing me. She takes a deep breath before speaking.
"I guess by now you know you are not the son of that ass of a man. It all started when your mother was a child, she started to show signs of magic" she says and I was shocked. Most norms don't have magic and you can't show signs without testing for magic.
"Did you say magic. I thought only Aristocrats were tested for magic" I ask confused and she chuckles.
"I said show sign not tested. She wasn't tested but all of a sudden she started to do magical things. We ignored it for a while but when she became 16yrs was when she shifted for the first time. She was a magnificent phoenix which Is very rare but we still couldn't get her into the university." She pauses and I butt in with questions.
"So what did you do and how come she never told us and she hasn't ever shifted in my sight." I ask and she gives me a bombastic side eye.
"If you keep up with these questions we won't leave here tonight and I'm getting there." She says and I apologize as she continues "due to your grandfathers connection we were able to get a job in the school and we moved into the school quarter. She had access to their library and it helped her train her powers in secret. She started to grow very powerful and even her dad and I were happy with her progress
All of a sudden after a few years she got so obsessed with expanding her powers that she started to stay out late training, losing sleep and at first we were okay with it until the day it all happened. She came in late in the midnight sobbing and bleeding profusely in the legs. I was so restless that night so I was awake when she came in.
She cried into my arms and tells me what happened. Apparently she was training and was waylaid by a person she couldn't mention because she couldn't see the face. Around that time we had moved out of the academy and she was already engaged to her husband. We decided to keep it a secret and she got married that month.
Around that time she found out she was pregnant and he thought you were his so we decide to keep it like that. Till now we don't know who your father is and if he even knows you exist. Once she got married she gave up her powers and focused on raising you. Your father was very loving until when you had an accident when you were seven years in which you needed blood transfusion.
He tried to donate blood and that was when he realised you weren't a match and the DNA test carried out then proved to him you weren't his. He has changed since then and I couldn't blame him. No one would find out such a secret and not be betrayed. I guess this answers all your questions" She says and I nod.
It was a lot to take in for one night. I'm a product of rape and my birth father doesn't even know of my existence. It just made all the abuse make sense and I also couldn't blame him anymore. All the hatred in me for him just melted away. I had more questions because something wasn't adding up.
If they didn't know my birth father how come he gave mom something to give to me. Looking at how she narrated the story it is either she doesn't known anymore or she doesn't want to divulge any more info. I was about to get up when grandma calls me.
"Lest I forget are you also going for the tests tomorrow?" she asks and I turn to face her.
"No I can't leave mom and my siblings alone like that and someone has to keep this place alive" I reply jokingly and she chuckles
"As much as your family needs protection and I would love a little life in this place I wouldn't want you to hinder your progress. You need a life of your own and to make a path for yourself and I feel this is a start" she says and I brood it for a while before replying.
"I don't know" I wasn't really sure of anything at this point "What if I don't get in, I'll end up coming back here to continue facing it all again" I ask doubtful.
"But at least you would know you tried your best and a new path would always open up" she says and I realise she is right and that boosted my moral.
"I think I will be going then" I reply and she gives me a genuine smile.
"Then I will pack while you get some rest." She says and I cock my eyebrow. Has she been waiting for me to accept?
"Can't I help" I ask and she gives me her mischievous smile again.
"You can but you won't, you have gone through enough and you need to rest well for tomorrow" I look at her still not convinced "I'll be fine don't worry" she says and I nod before walking up the stairs to my bedroom.
It has been my room for years and even though it has been a while since I have been there, I would always remember it. I walk into the room and it was just the same as I left it. The feeling of nostalgia was overwhelming.
It was painted green and brown like the forest, it was my mom's former room and it became mine the moment I was born. Memories flooded my brain as I remembered all the good times we had here. My dad and mom chasing me round my room in order to make me bath.
I put down my bag and lie on the bed. I pull off my shoes and lay on the bed flat looking at the ceiling considering my whole life and where it is I'm going next. Why didn't my life just remain as perfect as it was those times? My paternity just had to spoil it all. I officially resent and hate my biological father. The thoughts remained in my head as I am pulled into darkness.
Soft knocks on my door wakes me from my slumber and I get up to open the door. Standing there was my grandmother with a huge smile on her face.
"Good morning mam" I greet
"Today is a very big day and you sure don't want to be late, do you?" She asks and I shook my head "Well good then, get ready and dress up, all your stuffs are already packed downstairs and I put fresh clothes on your bed" she says and I look towards the bed and on it lie well arranged clothes "You can't go there looking haggard" she says and turns around immediately not even replying my greetings. I close the door and check the time. It was still 5:13am in the morning.
I enter the bathroom and take a long and refreshing bath, using over an hour there, I come out and quickly dress up in the clothes. It was a very fluffy black hoodie and black Jeans trousers with equally black sneakers. Grandma does like black. I pick up my backpack and sling it over my shoulder after applying lotion and styling my hair before heading downstairs.
The moment my feet left the stairs I was welcomed by the awesome aroma of grandma's celebrated bacon and egg. I speedwalk into the kitchen and the moment she sees the speed in which I was walking she chuckles and serves me a plate. I down the food quickly and finally on the third plate I was full. I finish my food and do the dishes. She was packing what I don't know and I just let her do it.
"Thank you for the clothes grams but you didn't have to" I say and she chuckles again.
"I know but I wanted to, now take this and pack all your stuffs in it, your bag isn't presentable" she says handing me a new black backpack. I collect it thanking her and notice it was already heavy.
"Thanks a lot grams but this bag is heavy" I state and she smiles
"I know, there are a few things there. Now let's get you packing" she says and collects my old tattered bag. She pours out all the stuff in it and start to choose the important things. She throws all my clothes, shoes and under wear away and even my old stuffs. The only things left were my little phone, my earpiece, my documents, my savings, other things I could not let go and the pouch mom gave me.
We pack everything else and I sit and open the pouch, I down the content and it was a journal, an heirloom ring and necklace and a letter. I open the letter and read it.
'To my dear son, I'm not here with you today because of good reasons that in time you will know but I leave you these to help you in your journey to fulfilling destiny and purpose. It won't be an easy journey but I'm sure you will prevail because you are my son. I didn't abandon you I'm just safekeeping you till you are strong and powerful enough. Till we meet my Little Demigod
Love Dad.'
I didn't know I was tearing up until grandma gives me a tissue and I take it dabbing my face. My dad didn't abandon me but who is he and what journey was he talking about? The letter might have been short but it just gave me more questions than I needed right now. A cough from beside me brings me back to reality.
"So are you going to put that on or spend the whole day brooding."
Grandma asks jokingly and I chuckle. I put on the ring and immediately I felt a jolt of energy in me like never before. The energy felt like something was merging with my body system. I brush it off as goosebumps from the excitement of the day. Grams help me fix the beautiful necklace and I felt the same thing. Its pendant was designed like a shield with a sword in the middle and it carried the royal seal of the four Founders.
The ring also had all their seals and multiple runes drawn on the body and an onyx black gemstone on it. They were both golden with specks of diamond in them. These must be very expensive
"You have to get going or you will miss your bus" Grams says and goes to the store where she draws out a huge brown luggage box and another bag.
"There is food, snacks and others in the bag to last you the whole journey and this has everything you will need" she says and I was too shocked to reply. Yesterday I had no good cloth and today I am travelling with a whole box. Tears roll down my face and I pull her into a hug. I wanted to even know how she got to know I would be going and bought the clothes before or did she also get it yesternight.
"Thank you so much grams" I say and she pulls me closer. We hug for a whole before breaking it and I draw the box and bag and head out the door.
Heading towards my New Beginning
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