104: THE DREAM.

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"There is no need," said Natalia.

"Why?" Asked my Mother.

"The plastic surgery that was done on my breast was not up to the standard. They made my breast start rotting and am just a rotten flesh walking," she said in a painful voice.

The police were called. June did some first aid on her, while Makena was left with the rotten flesh and she was still waving.

"She sure needed a closure for her to feel better," 

Brian was laughing none stop at the drama that just started and climaxed on his face. "I need to write a book about this, this scene will never be erased from my head, just look at how Makena is waving a victory flag.

The rotten flesh was picked from Maken's hand placed inside an evidence kit. Jude was told to escort her home and we bid her goodbye before she went.

My dad and Uncle Drew escorted Natalia outside to the ambulance. The police read for her the necessary rights that need to be read for her while she was arrested. I watched as she was pushed inside the ambulance but with cuffs in her hands.

My mother and Ann remained on the sofa both of them holding hands as they shook their heads not believing what had just happened or was it what they heard. My mum then stands up and went to hug my dad who was getting inside the house.

I don't know what to do, I don't know how to react. I walked to my parents and whispered sorry to them, but instead of acting angry, the took me in for a hug. I went ahead and hugged Uncle Drew and Lastly Ann before moving to our biggest comedian, Brian.

"Don't tell me you feel sad, but you were dating a sugar Mammie," he laughed.

I slapped him on the shoulder and we both climbed upstairs.

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We left our parents downstairs and the security was clearing the police officers in the area. 

Brian and I walked to my bedroom.

He had formed a bit of using my room ever since he arrived. It's not like he doesn't have his room here he has a higher room than mine. My mum said that since he is the eldest, he should be given a big room. It was decorated just how he loved it.

Blue sky on the wall, a diamond champagne chandelier, his windows were facing the ocean and his bed was placed near the window.

The last time I video called him and showed him the video of his room, he was super excited and told me he couldn't wait to be in his room.

Look at him now, spreading on my bed like some Nutella on bread and he doesn't care.

It's not like I don't want him around. I want him around. A love him but sometimes he annoys the shit out of me and I just feel like slapping him on the face.

"I thought you were excited to go to your room," I said to her while I was wearing some pyjamas.

"I fear going there now, have you heard how those rooms looked comfy but they turned out to be hell, I don't want to scream and wake dad and mom the way I used to wake them up after a bad dream," he said while seating his head.

"What? It was just an experience, why would that even happen in your dream, who did you hurt to curse you with a bad nightmare, you don't need to worry," I said to him jokingly.

He went back into my bed and pulled the sheets over his body.  "That will be embarrassing, I will be happy if you are the one I scream next to and not our parents seeing my face," he said before pulling the sheets over his head.

"You know I can talk to mum, they will take you to see a voodoo who might help you with those dreams," I said to her. 

This wAs the most irritating part he hated the most. Using supernatural magic to do something g is the last thing he would want to do.

"Stop it, just stop there, do you remember how they shake things around, and touch you then sprinkle some water from their mouths on your body, am good, and ease if you tell mama about this, I will skin you and hang you on the bedroom door," he swore in a loud voice.

"What's going on here?" Shouted my mother as she banged the door.

We all zipped our mouths and went on to do our things. Like nothing was happening.

Davids, Bree, you all better start talking or I will make you all sleep outside!" Shouted my other while closing the door behind her.

"Mum, we were just trying to reason out with Davids what happened today," Brian said while sitting on the bed.

My mother popped her socket out and we realised that we were doomed. We couldn't hide anything from her. 

If she heard Brian shouting, then she must have heard about what we were talking about. 

I hope Brian will be brave enough to talk to her. The last time she asked him about the, he denied it and said that they were gone but he was lying, sometimes I could wake up while I want to pee and I would hear him crying. When I tried to ask, he would tell me it was a dream but he didn't want to pressure our parents.

My mum sat on the bed and we knew this was going to be a long night. I excused myself and went to the washroom to clean my wound and left them two talking. 

The whole time while I was cleaning my wound, I couldn't hear anyone talking or saying anything. So I returned to the room and Brian shot me a pleading glance and I gave him a sorry look before he moved towards mum and hugged her. Mum didn't avoid him. Instead, she gave in to his hug. She felt like Brian needed someone to talk to. 

"Please don't get mad at me mum," cried Brian while holding my mum's shoulder.

My mum held his two shoulders and looked into his eyes. She wiped the tears that were moving down her cheeks. "You are my baby, I always listen to my babies and they come first. So any problem that you have, don't feel afraid that I am going to punish you. You are a grown-up, you will make mistakes and learn from them. Don't be afraid baby," 

"I still have nightmares, I still see her visiting me every day, sometimes I want to reach her but I can't reach her because she turns her back on me. Sometimes she just chases me away from her and doesn't want me around. I feel hopeless when am in my dreams. I can't control myself I can't fight for myself in there and it's frustrating mum it's frustrating, I just want to see the women who are turning her back away from me. I want to see her mum. Even if she is my biological mum, I want to see her face and get you to know why he does this every day."

Brian cried non-stop. It all dawned to me that they have never told him about his mother. I don't know why Uncle Drew told me about her when before his son. 

I thought, maybe he saw his son was living his life, the happy life that he never imagined she would live. That he didn't think any of those would bother him. I felt Brian. As much as he acts all happy all chubby, he jas this one thing that has been weighing down on him. I don't know how to help him but I hope mum and dad find a way to approach Uncle Drew to Explain everything to him.

"Shhh, it's gonna be okay, " said my mother. Before lifting her eyes and saw me standing at the corner of the bathroom door.

"Can you please get us some water?" Asked my mother as she directed me downstairs.

Why would he direct me downstairs yet we always have drinking water in the room stored in the mini-fridge. Maybe there are important stiff that she needs to tell him and I was not supposed to listen to them.

I respected their privacy, if Brian wants he will tell me f he feels they are important things that I need to be told. 

I went downstairs to get water for mum and Brian. I went to the kitchen and picked two bottles of water. Ann seemed to have gone to sleep because the lights in the kitchen were off. 

Looking at the patio, I saw dad and Uncle Drew talking about something serious. I wanted to go and interrupt them but I decided against it. 

I decided to buy sometimes by sitting on the bottom of the stairs hoping that mum and Brian will be done before I doze off at this place. 

"Jesus sweetheart, what are you doing with the bottles here?" 

I jolted from my position and stood up quickly only to see my father standing in front of me. 

"Ooh, these, these are, I was supposed to take them to my room but I got bored and decided to take a little rest before I go upstairs," 

 I am a bad, stupid liar. How can I lie that way?

"Nice try, have you happened to see my darling?" He asked sweetly.

"Your rubbish somewhere around the house I haven't seen her," I replied while looking at the bottles in my hand.

"Okay," he said and walked past me upstairs. 

"Dad, no, look, mum is like retiring Brian about some things, don't you think you should leave them alone?" I asked him while blocking his way.

"You couldn't just say that?" I was worried I have tried searching her around and I thought she was escaping her punishment," he said the last part in a whisper.

"Eewww, dad, don't you think you should keep that to yourself," I said to him.

He giggled and inked to me before tapping me on the shoulders, "to make you jealous."

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