The incident

Bryan's mother (Mary)

I remember the incident that happened years ago. That incident that took away one thing from my son, that thing that's going to derive us from some certain moment's. I know the pain must be eating Bryan alive. I wish I could do something to help and change the situation. But there was nothing I could do. Only if had noticed earlier. 

"It's all my fault. This won't have happened if I paid more attention to him. Now, he's far away behind his mates, moving along at his own pace. Even his twin sister was in college while he's still in highschool. 

Bryan used to be a brilliant boy at a very young age, and all of a sudden things change and he began to find it hard to study and learn things. He repeated classes multiple times. I was scared but the doctor made me realize nothing was wrong with him. It was too late when I found out my son was actually being bullied. I can clearly remember the call I got the day he fainted in school and was taking to the hospital. No one knew what happened to him or what made him faint. The only thing the doctor told us was that. It's shock and he stopped breathing. My son was passed out for five good hours, by the time he woke up. He woke up with a scream and a loud cry. 

Begging me to take them away. He was in great pain and no one knew the source of the pain, because he kept screaming and didn't respond to us when we asked him. I was greatly scared, because we couldn't make him calm down. I am still not sure if it was the frequent kicking of his legs that drew my attention to his thighs. I pulled off his pants and his briefs, what I saw made me scream so loud. 

His genitals was swollen like a very big boil, it was red and it had a lot of whitish rashes on it. Dozens of insects were crawling over it, a few of them were gathered around his balls while the rest were moving around his genitals.

The doctor instructed I should be taken out. I remembered how I kept shaking, even when I was informed the insects has been taken out. For more than five hours, those horrible insects had been feeding and crawling over my son's genital. It really did a great harm on him. One he has to live with forever and face the consequences for it. 

"I just don't want him to make mistakes." 

Sophomore year in Miranda took a toll on him, he wouldn't have survived if we didn't move back to Beverly Dale.

"Hawk, I want you to talk to him. He listens to you more." I whispered. 

"Be rest assured. I will talk to him. Don't worry." 

"No, don't just tell me not to worry, what if he hurts Erica. Oh my goodness, I am so scared. I just don't want him to make mistakes." I rushed out, as my fingers trembled. 

Hawk scooted closer to me, raising my chin up so I could look at him. 

"Babe, it's okay. I'm going to talk some sense to him once he gets back home, just calm down. Please." Hawk pleaded, I nodded my head in response as I sank my teeth into my lips. I love my kids so much that my heart hurts, I don't want anything to happen to them. And I also don't want them to make mistakes they will leave to regret. I make sure I talk to Tiffany everyday, even though she is far away from college. I keep mentioning safe sex, protection and the effects of an unusual pregnancy to her. I don't want her to go through everything I went through. Never. That's one of the reasons I don't joke with my kids, my kids don't have low mentality and they would never have. 

The sound of my phone ringing caught my attention. I picked up my phone from the vanity table close to my bed. I inhaled a sharp breath as I saw the name on the screen. My princess, that is Tiffany. 

"Hello honey," I said softly. 

"Mum, do we have another brother?" Tiffany asked straightforward, without any greetings or whatsoever. I raised an eyebrow up as I turned to look at Hawk. Where exactly was this coming from, I know Tiffany can be extra dramatic, but this question she was asking doesn't even need an answer because the truth is obvious. I only gave birth to Tiffany and Bryan. 

"Another brother?" I asked, facepalming. 

"Why are you asking this type of question from me? Tiffany you know the truth already. It is just you and Bryan." 

"Yes, I know mum. But something strange happened in school yesterday." I heard my daughter say in a low voice. 

"What is it?" I asked, calmly. 

"There is a new student in my class and he looks so much like Bryan and Dad, like they look exactly alike. He looks a little bit like me too, everyone thinks we are related but I told them I already have a twin brother who lives faraway. I don't know mum. But he actually looks like us, I'm not kidding?" Tiffany replied. 

"A look alike, is this one of your pranks?" Tiffany. 

"Mum, you know what. Maybe I'm just seeing things. Just forget I mentioned this."

The call ended, I sighed heavily. Not Tiffany again. 

"What is the matter?" Hawk asked. 

"It's Tiffany, she just said something about a news student who looks exactly like you and Bryan." I replied. 

"I'm sure it's just one of her pranks and it is nothing to worry about." Hawk said softly.

"I hope so." I was about to get up from the bed, when Hawk pulled me closer to his chest. 

"What is it Hawk man?" I teased. 

"Don't you have to be at work by this time?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"I can take the day off, I will rather be here with you than burying my head in a pile of documents." He replied. 

"Come on, get your lazy ass to the office." I teased. 

"You mean my sexy ass," he joked, I chuckled before pushing him away, but he was too fast. He pinned me to the bed and hovered above me.

"You know you are too old for this?" I teased as I felt his hands under my blouse. He cupped my breast in his palm and brushed his thumb on my nipple.

"Too old to make love to my wife?" He asked, brushing his lips on mine. 

"We will see about that," he added, nibbling on my lower lips. My clothes came off first before his, he was gentle, his touch was like that of a feather on the skin. The love we built from the scratch turned out to be intoxicating and addictive.