The Love That Will Never Die 3

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I parked in front of a gate with the number 13 written on its pillar. I thumbed on my horn and at the same time flipped my wrist to get a look at the time on my watch. The time was 1:55 pm. I nodded and beeped my horn again. The gate opened and I drove into the compound screeching to a stop in front of the flower beds that lined the side of the fence. I opened the door and came out. Angela had locked the gate and was coming for me with her arms outstretched. She hugged me and planted a kiss on my lips.
"You always look good" she said observing me from head to toe.
"And you always look 23" I said and smiled at her.
"Jay Jay?" I asked looking around the compound like I expected him to be there.
"He's not yet back from school" she said and held me by my hand, dragging me into the house. It was amazing that after 14 years, I still had the same attraction that I had felt years ago for her. She seemed to blossom with each passing day and instead of getting older, she did the opposite and had me drooling over her each time I set my eyes on her.
She led me into her room and we both sat on the bed. She hardly allowed me stay in the parlor, her reasons being that I was the man of the house and the parlor was for visitors. She pulled my suit from my body and left me with my white long-sleeved shirt. I removed my sunshade and dropped it on the bed.
"What would you like to eat?" she asked me dropping her head on my shoulder.
"I'm not hungry, Just get me a glass of water".
The water came, I took a sip from it and dropped the glass on a side table.
"So how's he?" I asked facing her.
"Hmm, well he is fine"
"And you, how are you doing?"
"I'm okay and thanks for asking" she said pulling a face.
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing, Just that you hardly visit or ask of me except I force you to" she said rubbing my arm. "And your son, you just send money like that is all he needs, you don't even spend time with him or come visiting him like you are supposed to"
"And what did I just do now?" I asked feigning annoyance.
"Because I forced you over here?"
"I wouldn't have come if I didn't want to"
"Good for you, I'm Just trying to let you know that you are a terrible Father".
I smiled at that, "a terrible father". It had always amazed and amused me ever since Jason Junior was put into my hands as my son, a part of me was glad that I held my own blood and the other part was sad at the timing which was so not perfect. I loved my son above everything and that was why I gave him my name when my father forced me to name him myself. To him, I was now a father no matter my age and I had to take certain responsibilities even if I don't have to cater for his needs. JJ was a perfect carbon copy of me, light skinned, oval faced and athletically built. I had always prayed he turns out more responsible than his father but the truth was that I hardly found time to spend with him, to teach him how to avoid the paths that I was walking. I had always shared out all my time with the ladies in my life and his mother was well aware of that.
"How do you cope with being here alone?" I asked looking around the stylishly furnished room.
"Alone? I'm not alone dear, I have you here with me, all the time" she said stroking my beard.
"How? You mean in spirit?"
"No, in your son" she said.
"Oh, I see"
"You see what?"
"Nothing, but then, you should remarry, I know a lot of men that would fall over themselves just to have a chance with you"
"I don't need them, what would I do with them when I have you?"
"You don't have me and you have to realize that the two of us have no future together, what we had was one big mistake and we ought to have moved on Angy, long ago"
"Oh, JJ was a mistake? " she said giving me a puzzled look.
"Come on, don't be silly, Of course you know he was a huge mistake, I know he is my son but then, we shouldn't have had him"
"Hmmm, so what now? I didn't invite you here to lecture me" she said and moved closer to the wall, backing it and folding her legs into a triangular shape.
"Angie, I'm not trying to lecture you, I just want what's best for you, the mother of my child".
She smiled, she always smiled whenever I called her the mother of my child. Ours was the weirdest of love I have ever seen. A 23 year old girl and a 15 year old boy with a child now a 37 year old woman and a 29 year old man. I was always helpless around her, I loved the way she looked and maintained herself, she doesn't work, all her allowances came from me and I always tried more than my best to make sure she looked good like I would love the mother of my boy to look.
I got closer to her on the bed and hugged her.
"Just get a man and move on, you will find out how easy it is to forget about me"
"And our baby?" she asked with a teary eye.
"I will take him up, I have been away from him for far too long"
"I don't need another man, I don't need anybody, I'm okay with my son" she said wiping the drop of tear from her eye. I kissed her on the forehead and she pulled me closer to her by my shirt.  She held her lips against mine and started pulling my buttons open.
"Stop, I whispered and she gave me a sharp stare.
"Really?" she smiled and I nodded. She got up on her knees and unbuttoned her shirt revealing her cleavage, she pushed it against my face and put her hand around my head holding it to her breast, her sweet scent filled my nose and my hormones rushed.
"Oh damn you Angie, please stop " I muttered, putting my hands around her waist and locating the zipper to her skirt. I pulled it down and she giggled. Her skirt was down in no time and I dropped her on the bed. Pulling my own clothes, I lay on top of her looking her in the face.
"You are evil, a sweet evil" I muttered and she giggled. Her face lit as I planted my lips on hers and we went into each other.

I got down from her and rolled over to my back sweating like a chilled bottle of wine. She cuddled closer to me and placed her head on my chest.
"Don't you miss this?" she asked pinching the tip of my breast "because I do".
"We really should stop Angie, Like really" I said staring into space.
"Well, we stop when we are done with each other"
"Are we not? What else do we want from each other?" I asked adjusting to look her in the eyes. She snuggled closer and kissed me and proceeded to look me in the eye.
"Are we?" she asked.
"Well we will never be if you keep throwing yourself at me like that, I need you to try and be the kind of mother that my boy would be proud to look up to"
"And you? I can see how busy you are trying to be the perfect father, running all over town with those sluts you are always with, that's a good example you are setting for him". She got up from the bed and dragged up the sheets, revealing my naked body. She wrapped the sheets around her body and left the room.
"At least leave the sheets and wear a cloth" I murmured and got up. I dressed up and took a look at the time. The clock showed 3pm. I moved out to the parlor and sat on the couch.
"Are you leaving?" she asked coming out from the direction of the kitchen.
"yea, in a couple of minutes"
"You won't wait to see Junior?" she asked, sitting on the arm of the couch and placing her hand on my shoulder.
"isn't he supposed to be back by now?" I asked looking at my watch
"No, he will be back in an hour time"
"1 hour?"
"Yes, Just wait for him, why the rush?"
"I need to be somewhere right now"
"Where?"
"Somewhere, Just don't ask me"
"Hmm, okay, I just wonder how many kids you have by now, with the way you are running after all these girls"
"Every kid you see in the street is mine" I said and hissed.
"Funny, come" she said, pulling me up from the couch and leading me to the dinning. She made me sit there and pecked my cheek.
"I will be back" she said moving away from me swaying her hips in an enticing way.
"My bane" I gasped and sat back on the chair, looking around at the portraits hanging on the wall. The biggest hanging over the plasma TV on the wall was mine, a picture I took on my 20th birthday, then my beard was just coming out in bits and It amazed me how little I have changed but then how much I have also grown. At the right side was a bit smaller portrait of Angela holding JJ in her arms, he was a little close to 2 years when it was taken I think. One could easily see the deep bond between mother and son and the love existing in between them by just taking a look at it. I smiled and moved my gaze to the picture on the left side. A portrait of me holding onto Jason Junior. I had that smile on my face, a smile of partial happiness and partial guilt. JJ was just there, clutching onto me with a cute smile on his face and his clear white eyes smiled as well. I loved my son and hated not being there for him as I would have loved to, often times I had sworn to make it up to him but then, I always ended up being the arse my family knew me for. Angela came back 5 minutes later with a steaming plate of fried rice and chicken, she was a good cook and the aroma of the food brought back my appetite. I eyed her and she smiled back, dropping the plate on the table in front of me and sticking two spoons in it.
"I told someone that I wasn't hungry" I said still eyeing her.
"And someone knows you very well" She said with her smile still on. She reached for the refrigerator that stood at a corner of the dinning room and brought out a bottle of red wine and two glasses.
"What are we celebrating?" I asked as she dropped them on the table.
"Love dear, we are celebrating love".
I shook my head and adjusted on my seat. She pulled up a chair beside mine and sat there. She said the grace and I said Amen.
"Open the wine" she commanded with a mouthful of rice and I obliged. I filled our glasses to half and passed hers over to her. We ate together like couples, chatting away and laughing at our jokes. She spoonfed me and put in bits of chicken into my mouth with her hands. We loved up on the dinning like little children. We soon finished the meal and she cleared the table.
"Baby isn't back yet" I said as she sat down after taking the dishes to the kitchen.
"Be patient, maybe their bus is late, meanwhile, let me get you our photo album while you wait" she said and I shrugged. She moved into the room, holding onto the sheets to prevent them from falling. She reappeared with a large album that had beautiful flower pictures on its cover. She dropped it on the table before me and sat again, leaning on my shoulders while I flipped the album open. The first picture on it was my recent picture and it looked good. I turned and looked at her. She smiled and winked at me.
"The man of the house" she whispered.
"Really?"
"Of course" she said and we went silent again as I flipped through the pages of the album admiring the pictures in them and taking in details of the transformation of J.J from a toddler to a 14 year old handsome young boy.
"I love you boy" I whispered as I caressed one of his pictures like he was live there. Angela giggled and snuggled closer to me.
"He is wonderful, Just like you are" she whispered to me and I smiled.
"I pray he turns out better than me"
"Amen" she said a little too loud and laughed. Just then, J.J walked in. He was looking smart on his red checked school uniform and tie. He stood still at the door on seeing us.
"Good afternoon uncle" he sang out.
I had insisted he addressed me as uncle ever since he was a kid, I felt like I was too little then to be called father and it always embarrassed me anytime he called me that.
"It's evening Jay, it's after 4 o'clock" I said looking at him with a frown on my face.
"Oh, sorry about that, the sun deceived me. Good evening sir" he said coming towards the dinning.
"Yea, how was school?"
"It was like school, all books and classwork". He said, pulling out a seat opposite us and sitting on it. Angela sat with her head still on my shoulder watching the conversation between father and son.
"Hey mom" he said waving at her. Angela smiled at him and asked how school went, he replied fine and dropped his school bag on the table.
"Come over here" I commanded and he stood up with a boyish grin, he walked round the table to where I was and stood before me. I looked him all over and rubbed his head with my hand.
"You are getting taller" I said.
"I'm a living thing" he replied, spreading his hands and I laughed.
"I think it's time I started being the perfect father" I said with a low tone.
"I thought you preferred being an uncle".
For some time, I thought that came from Angela only to discover that J.J actually said that.
"What?" I asked.
"I said, I thought you would rather be my uncle" he replied and I chuckled.
"Well, all that will change soon son"
"Cool, so I can now call you daddy?" he asked with an expression that showed he wanted nothing more.
"Yes" I said slowly "but you have to go easy on that, you shouldn't call it anyhow"  I added.
"why?" he asked frowning.
"Well, it makes me feel a bit old"
"You are old already" he said swaying from left to right and looking away. My mouth opened and closed without a word dropping from it. Angela sniffled a laughter and kept mute.
"Jason, I think we are done for today, just save the rest of your mockery for next time" I said and he laughed. Picking his school bag, he ran into his room and I engaged his mother in a staring contest, which she won because I spoke up first.
"Who is teaching him to be bold like that?" I asked her.
"I don't know, Does he need teaching to be bold? He's just being like his father. I remember the first time you walked into our apartment and " she started and I hushed her.
"Okay, thanks for reminding me" .
She smiled and adjusted her hair. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her slowly. When we withdrew, she looked at me in utter surprise.
"Thanks for Jason Junior" I said with as much as enough emotion that I could find. She smiled and stroked my cheek with her right hand.
"Thanks for always being there"
"Uh uh, like you don't know how you are always managing to keep me around" I said and rolled my eyes in a funny way. She laughed and punched me lightly on the chest. My watch beeped and I took a glance at it. The time was 5 o'clock.
"Oh, I have to leave now" I said getting up from where I sat.
"When will you ever sleep over?" she asked getting up too.
"When I succeed in beating your son to the battle of the mouth" I replied and she laughed.
"Jay, I'm going" I shouted.
"Okay daddy uncle" he shouted back. Angela and I laughed.
"Won't you see me off?" I shouted.
"No, I'm naked" he shouted.
I smiled and Angela led me out to my car, dragging me behind her. I opened the door and got in while she headed for the gate to open it. I drove out to the gate and stopped. Angela walked up to the window which I had wound down.
"Do you need anything?" I asked facing her and she shook her head. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out. I saw Gift written on the screen. I kissed Angela and put the phone on my ear.
"My wife" I mouthed to her, she smiled at me as I drove away with one hand on the steering and the other pinning the phone to my ear.