The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge)

To my aid.

It was the world against Brandon wade. He was faced squarely by his In-Laws as they strongly supported Mr. SIllverio.

“I’m sure you had to borrow to pay for that filthy thing you called a gift for my sister’s child” Aliana’s

brother mocked Brandon. They all burst into sarcastic laughter.

“I am trying my best, why don’t you just appreciate a thing I do?” Brandon asked.

“It doesn’t matter if I borrowed it! All that mattered was that I got this done! I didn’t fail my son”, Brandon replied to them.

“She’s with a better man now? What don’t you understand?” her father replied. “you have no right to barge into my house and do things the way you want! Let her speak for herself!” Brandon shouted.

Alianna’s mind was made up. She was bent on leaving Brandon, “I’m going with a father!” she said to Brando, with no remorse or emotion.

“Apologize to Mr. Sillverio this moment!” Sir Alvarez thundered.

“Wait! Did I just hear you clearly? I should apologize to an intruder and a pervert?!” Brandon shouted at him.

Mr. Silverio stood there smiling. Expecting his apologies. “I would rather die than apologize to that man”, Brandon said.

It annoyed Mr.Sillverio.

“I will make sure you all regret this!” he stormed out of the place. Brando watched him as he stepped out. “Why do you want that animal? Is it because I am poor?” Brandon queried Alianna. “Look me in the eye this moment!” Brandon added.

Alianna was silent at first. “Please go and beg Mr. Sillverio, if you truly want to be seeing your son!” she retorted back at him. Brandon gave out a large forced smile. “Me? Brandon apologize, to see my own son!?” Brandon asked her.

People started leaving their apartment, after the shameful after-party. Everyone of them had something disgusting to say to Brandon.

“I will make sure you kneel and beg dearly for your life when I’m done with you”! Mr. Sillverio, thundered, as he drove out of their compound.

Brandon saw her clearly, it was the same woman who created, a scene at the store earlier on. “So they had this all set up, and, foolish me, was dumb enough to assist them in deceiving my son”, Brandon said while walking away.

“How long did it take you to plan this right under my nose? How do you feel after mocking me in the presence of everyone? Answer me Alianna. Look me in the face!” Brandon commanded her.

“I can’t fight them on my own! I need to get my family back. I have sacrificed too much to be here” Brandon had a rethink.

“Put an end to all this madness!” Brandon thundered. “I have done nothing but love you and my son dearly, I’m ready to forgive it all. Just let this end now!” Brandon said with a low voice.

“Can you see he is a sore loser!” Sir Alvarez said, assuring his daughter she had made the right decision.

“Come here junior, we need to leave!” Sir Alvarez added. Junior was still engrossed with checking out the numerous things Mr.Silverios bought for him. “Can I stay a few minutes more?” he asked innocently.

“No, but we were taking your gifts with us” Aliana said to him. Junior was happy. “That’s great” he said.

“You don’t want what I gave you? That’s strange. You’ve always loved daddy’s gifts. Junior, what went wrong? Brandon bent down to his son's height to question him.

“Mother and grandpa said you were a bad omen. If I stay around you I will become just like you!” Junior said. Brandon found it hard fighting his tears back. “Its not true son, I will change things. Just give me a little time” he pleaded with him.

“Go play with your toys. They have been transferred to Grandpa’s car”, Aliana’s brother said to Junior.

“Be a man Brandon, don’t cry”, Brandon consoled himself. He had no one on his side, not even his parents. Brandon grew up as an orphan with no help. He didn’t even know his family.

“Please don’t do this to me”, Brandon shamelessly knelt before his in-laws.

“ I will do anything you ask of me, but don’t take my family away, not even junior? Please”, Brandon begged them.

The rain started to fall heavily accompanied with frequent thunder. Brandon stood still at a point, drenched in the rain, still begging His In-Laws. “Why is life so unfair? Earlier at work, all I could think of was my family. They gave me strength to keep going and now you take them from me?”

“Is it because you are rich!” Brandon shouted as the thunder in uniform. It scared them all. “Let’s leave this instance, things could get worse”.

With the rain still pouring wildly on his knees, Brandon begged Alianna not to go. “Please don’t leave me Alianna, think about our beginning. Don’t you love me anymore?” he begged her.

She dragged her gown off his grip unexpectedly, making Brandon fall into the dirty water on the ground.

He made one last eye contact with Junior before he entered the car. “You’re a bad omen Brandon, no Mr. Wade! Bye, please don’t come for me!” those were Alianna’s last words to Brandon.

With their voices laughing loudly and mocking Brandon as he knelt down in the rain devastated, they zoomed off. Leaving him there to suffer his fate. Brandon was dejected and depressed. He stood there in the rain crying his eyes out.

“Somebody wake me up! Please, I must be having a night mare! This can’t be happening” Brandon screamed out in pain.

Weirdly, the wild rain outpour stopped, and it began to drizzle. Brandon stood up, walking into his house slowly and a step at a minute.

“It’s all gone! Within a twinkle of an eye! Everything I worked for and ever loved!” he cried as he pronounced those words.

“I need to while away all the time, and drown myself in my sorrow, this pain is unbearable” He went over to the refrigerator to have a drink.

It was empty. They had exhausted all the drinks for the party. “Not only did they take what they owed, they did son also!” Brandon slowly bent down right there beside the refrigerator, lamenting about his misfortune.

“NO! I can’t keep on living like this! I need to change things. I am not a failure!” Brandon smacked his head with his hands constantly so that his fingers and forehead began to bleed slightly.

He heard a knock at the door. “Could they be back?” he asked himself with a smile on his face. He opened the door.

“Good day sir, sorry its late but you have a message”. It was the caretaker.. depressed he had no response to the caretaker’s questions. He collected the envelope he was about to handover to him. He slammed the door on the caretaker. “That’s strange, what happened to him!?” the caretaker said, and he left.

“What’s in this thrash?” Brandon threw the envelope on the table. “I need to clean up and have a rethink about my life”.

Brandon tore open the letter, “An eviction notice? Didn’t Alianna pay up last month’s debt?!”

“I have had enough breakdowns for the day! And now I need to find a new place?”

Brandon’s phone rang. “Have you thought about my offer?” the caller said. “What offer are you referring to?” Brandon retorted.

“A simple Yes! Would turn your life around for the best!” the caller said and went off.

“He said a simple yes?” Brandon asked himself. “Would it be worth it if I took his offer?”

“I have nothing to lose!” he assured himself.

He picked up the phone and dialed the caller. “Hello speak, have you made up your mind?!” the caller asked constantly.

With tear drop falling from his eyes and a bitter flashback of everything that had happened today. Brandon decided. “Yes, I accept your offer!”

“Welcome Brandon, you made the right choice.