As my Aunty and I walked towards him, you could he was also very shocked. Nothing could have prepared us both for this.
Sheila was seated outside in the car waiting for his Dad. Apparently, she also knew about this child of her father’s that he was yet to meet. Sheila herself was eager to meet this step brother of hers. She needed someone who could get her back. She was at a stage in her life where she needed that brother figure, someone to at least protect her against Roland.
She had married Roland because of the good relationship her father had with Roland’s family, not really out of love.
Initially, it looked as if Roland really loved her. Until he began subjecting Sheila to physical abuse every time they had a misunderstanding.
As if that was not enough trauma, Sheila never had the luxury of good foreplay and lovemaking. Roland was simply not that type. Sex with him was selfish and aggressive. He paid no particular attention to what his partner is feeling. Whether she was in the mood or not, he usually came home drunk so Sheila was forced to have sex with him whenever he wanted it or she’d become a homemade punching bag.
Sheila was tired. She couldn’t bear all that anymore. The situation got worse when Roland started spending nights out and only recently, she discovered that he had impregnated some lady. Sheila got to know about it when in one moment of insecurity, she went through Roland’s text messages in his absence.
That was the main reason she had needed someone to talk when she coincidentally ran into me.
Her father didn’t know what was really going on in their relationship and never bothered to find out. His only priority was keeping the marriage together so that the bond between him and Roland’s family would remain intact.
Sheila’s mother was in the United States and for whatever reason, hardly communicated with her own daughter.
When my mother conceived me, my father never knew about it until 4 months to my birth. I didn’t know why my mother kept it secret from him but as to why my father didn’t take responsibility when he found out, I was yet to know.
I was shocked when my aunty introduced this man to me as my father. The first question that came out to my head was “Who is Sheila to me then?”
I guess I already knew the answer. She was my step sister.
“Have you two met each other already?” My aunty asked, looking at the two of us.
I kept staring at my father standing right in front of me. My conscience was nagging me now; why would I even be attracted to my own sister?
It, however, didn’t change the way I felt about the man who was my father. I didn’t want him close to me. I blamed him for my mother’s death because my mother really loved him but never got a chance to be with him. And the fact that he was well-to-do made me angrier. What could have been his reason for not taking care of my mother and I? He’s rich, so there was no excuse.
Now I knew who he was, I just wanted to start things afresh with my step-sister Sheila. For three good years, I was in the same class with her and even sat with her without knowing that she was my sister. I just wanted to find her and bond with her as the sister I never had.
What I felt for her was actually much stronger now. It was more than the sensual chemistry between a man and a woman, it was the deep affection of a brother.
Much as my father wanted to catch up with me and talk about what really went on with me and my mother, my only concern was Sheila.
“Does she know about this?” I asked my father.
“She knows she is meeting his brother today, she has no idea that you are the one. She is waiting in the car now.” My father said.
Without saying anything else, I left him and went straight to where the car was parked. I wanted to break the news to her myself. There she was, seated in the front seat, going through her phone. From the distance I could tell that she was eager to meet this mystery brother of hers. I looked up to the sky and asked God for forgiveness, for the feelings I had for her before.
As I got close to the vehicle, she looked up and saw me. Immediately, she came of the car and stood right in front of me. I noticed the surprised look on her face. We just stood there, eye to eye, not saying a word. We just stood and starred at each other. All this while, her father was standing behind, looking at us.
It was obvious now, no words could explain the way we both felt.
…. To be continued.