The Amazing son- in -law!

Steve woke up and determined himself mendacity on a sofa, he checked around, alas! few humans were walking up and down with no one bothering him, at first he thought he was at the park, Then he glared up and his eyes were obscured due to the numerous lights every bulb was producing different colors, it was a rainbow up there, so it's no longer a park then," he thought.," Then where am I?". , He sat down, his back plopped on the backrest of the sofa, and rolled his eyes like those of a chameleon, to scrutinize each attitude at any place he was. why am I here?, Am I alone? drooling on the couch in a club, or is it a discotheque? I rarely attend such places so what am I doing here? Damn it I can't remember anything, Steve slapped himself severally however he was nevertheless blank, he scrutinized the vicinity, extraordinary he observed no one cared about what he was doing, or where he slept, the waiters were busy with their trays, A few human beings were seated on special tables as they sipped on their glasses, cool music ought to be heard from the background. " Can everybody tell me what am doing right here and who was I with," Steve yelled and slammed on the table with a clenched fist, A few people turned round and glared at him and they continued with their conversation no person cares about him. He stood up however felt woozy, his head was thumping and his knees were wobbly, he could not stand plenty on his own, so he plopped back on the sofa with a thud. " Sir what's incorrect with you," A waiter dressed in black trousers and a white shirt asked, worried that he was gonna get hurt. " Tell me how did I come here and who was I with," Steve asked, his lips were in pain, he touched them and they felt numb, like a million needles pricked on them. Was I beaten? And if yes by who? Something was no longer right however how can he tell if he does not recognize who he was, or the place he came from? Have I lost my memory? " Sir, Please be calm, I saw you napping there and the supervisor stated you had one too many we ought to let you sleep, I have not seen you with anyone, " The waiter replied," And what can I do for you, do you need anything?". " Yes I want my memory back, " Steve trembled, and when he tried to stand up, he fell again to the floor his physique was hot like he was manipulated and presently he was undergoing a process of re-transition and he emerged cold, convulsed, and calmed down. The club supervisor and a crowd gathered around him and before they declared an emergency, he normalized, Stood up, and again sat on his seat. He was declared okay and was asked to relax some more. He got fearful and was afraid of what was going on to him, how do you ask for help when you can not consider your identity or where you got here from? He tried to pay attention but his genius brain was null and void, it could no longer generate even one concept of his past. Steve walked slowly, toward a lively counter, and he was perturbed nonetheless he could not stroll normally, he was susceptible and did not have the power to walk for a lengthy distance"what happened to me, why can I not take into account anything?".who sucked My power and strength and left me to die, he thought perhaps anyone wanted to kill me, they drugged me to kill me however I lost my memory instead. if they wanted me dead am supposed to be dead " Excuse me, any of you remembers the people, I had been with over there," He tried to speak with the barman but he was busy serving the customers. He stood there his back against the counter for support. , lost and harassed not sure of what to do next. " What is it, my brother?" The historical man on his left asked, he heeded friendly. "I do not seem to contemplate anything man, Would you know for how long have I been here?" Steve requested stunned, His eyes extensively open. " Are you the man who has been snoring over there? then you have been here for some time might also be from around midnight," The man explained. He was completely satisfied to discover any person who at least had a little information, " Was I alone? and what's the time now, "He groaned, his belly rumbled, churned with pain, the aroma from the guy's plate of French fries and poultry was doing him extra damage than good, Was I ingesting on an empty stomach? he was starving, he checked the pockets of his baggy trousers no money no identity, solely a card with the name Steven Walker scribbled on it. " You have been with some women alright, A blonde and a redhead. What's your name?" The man asked. " My name is Steven Walker, the names on the card, They might have stolen from me? and drugged me, am so blank," Steve murmured inaudibly. " No problem, you still have fingers man, soon you will be on your feet and about, keep away from them, young girls, they can suck you dry," The man stated looking him up and down. " Where can I get something to eat, I do not sense as I relate here, or I was right here with some girls, I sense like somebody has been beating my physique joints with a small hammer the whole night," He Said and staggered back toward his chair, The man held on him and helped him to the sofa. " You will understand it all as quickly as you start to regain your memory, with time, the picture will be soo vivid, and you will be aware of what came about to you, you will search for me to say thank you," The old guy said, sitting him down and he sat across the table staring at him. He beckoned to the waiter and ordered soup for him and some bread. and asked him to bring food and drink to the table and give it to the guy. " What's some soup ancient man! am starving and I want some heavy meal," Steve glared at him but had no sufficient vitality to hold the stare, he bowed his head down. " Just devour some soup and then you can order something else, you begin mild after a consuming spree," The guy advised," Why not drink with class, two bottles are enough, always remember that,". " What's your name, old man?". " Gutsy!" " Sounds familiar however I do not recognize the place I heard such a name, or I heard it growing up," Steve murmured now not certain if he has ever heard the title or not But it sounded like a person he would know, so he raised his chin and evaluated him up, the ancient man was a total stranger, he by no means met him. " It's an excellent name huh," Gutsy stated tagging on his coat with a purpose. Steve nodded. " Not an awful one I like it!".Gutsy was worried, did they use an overdose?, he was not supposed to take note of even a small detail of his childhood, So he excused himself and left his drink under his watch, and went ahead to call the doctor. When he was in the backyard of the club, he took his phone and dialed the doctor's number," Hello doctor, our guy can take into account his childhood, its amazing right?".he teased, recalling the money Steve had paid him " Explain to me what happened," The health practitioner asked. " He woke up after 4 hours, susceptible and confused, we started to speak and when I told him my name, he said the identity was familiar, possibly he used to hear it whilst he was once growing up," He replied. " Did he recognize you?" " Nope!". " Then it's fine, with the aid of the time the drug is in his body for six hours he might not bear in mind something unless what he can see now and the basic matters like the use of the toilet, cleaning, and cooking," The doctor confidently told him and Gutsy returned smiling to his spot after Steve. " I can see they brought the soup huh,!" Gutsy asked trying to construct a conversation. " Yes and this is the 2nd plate, are n you not gonna have some yourself," Steve requested raising his eye and pausing to scoop up the soup. " Take your soup boy, I have my Ale, and I just finished my Chicken," Gutsy said noting that his generosity had not abandoned him when his reminiscence took off. " So what are you gonna pay with, or have you got any cash on you?, "Gutsy asked intentionally. " I acquired a card with no PIN, or you can treat a Stranger like me and my memory is kaput," Steve chuckled, his lips were less painful and now, Gutsy was happy he could afford a smile even in his quandary. " Then perhaps your card does now not need a PIN then," Gutsy teased. " Is it possible? I want a PiN for it," He said checking in the pocket if perhaps he could be having some unfastened change, but he found a small piece of paper that had numbers on it. " Smart guy, you had your PIN all through, in these tattered saggy clothes, anybody would think you are a loser," Gutsy said happily, his time here was over, Now anything he does on his very own as long as he survives then that is exceptional as long as he was safe. He had an airplane to catch. Now they can be counted on the tracker on his left foot. Hope his mind will tell him he can eat and sleep using that card. Steve memorized the numbers and folded the paper and put it back into his pocket. He kept on eating his soup. " I feel better now--," He lifted his chin but Gutsy was nowhere to be found, he scrutinized the complete club and he was not there, he decided maybe he went to the restrooms and he should give him a few minutes but he never came, an aged man with no manners doesn't he acknowledge is good to say goodbye. Suddenly there was some noise at the back of him, he got curious and turned around to test why the commotion, he was surprised, a very eloquent smart woman, in a black skirt suit, with black stilettos to match was being stressed by a guy to pay him his money. " I do now not have the money right here but I will pay you," The lady shouted, they have been dealing with her badly due to the fact her shirt buttons were open revealing oversize breasts that were not fitting nicely in her bra. " That is what you say every time, it's been six months and you constantly dodging us, today you are paying," the guy busted out. Steve felt for the female and wished he could help her pay her debtors, he had a card yet he was not conscious of the amount inside, he called the waiter who was serving him and asked him to go and ask these guys, how vastly the woman-owned them and reveal the amount to him. " Five thousand sir," The waiter instructed him " Then add it to my bill and I prefer to swipe," Steve steered and he sat in the place Gutsy was once sitting and watched the group of the three, they had calmed down ready for their cash to arrive else they begin raining brimstone and thunderstorms to the woman. The waiter came with the gadget and he swiped it and it requested his fingerprints and a PIN which he fortunately inserted and his eyes brightened when it functioned. I can save that woman. " Take to those guys their amount," Steve urged the waiter. Who went to the Cashier, confirmed the transaction charge, , and gave him five thousand in cash, which he took to the men, and they left immediately without looking back. When the guys left the female asked the waiter the place the guy was seated so she can appreciate him for rescuing her from all that ridicule and torture, and The waiter pointed at Steve. " Are you certain it's that funny-looking man with oversized clothes, the one who was slumbering on that same sofa earlier," the lady asked and the waiter nodded. " Who did he steal from," The woman requested and the waiter raised his fingers and walked away. Steve saw her stand up straightened her clothes with her palms, buttoned her blouse, cupped her breast, and walked majestically in his direction of him, swinging her hips briskly. "Am Amelia and you are?"She stretched her arms to greet Steve with a smile and crouched next to him. " Am Steve," " Nice to meet you Steve and I'm Amelia I appreciate a lot, what you have done for me, may God add you more, Lord bless you," She said and he just nodded. " Where are you from?", She asked, Steve, realized he was not aware of the place he used to be from and all that he is familiar with is he is here, with no home to go to, no names, nothing. " I misplaced my memory, I can't contemplate what took place in me, the area am from and I do not even recognize if my name is Steve," He answered trusting the female and giving out extra information. " Why would you say so," Amelia sounded concerned. " Because it's the identity I discovered scribbled on my card, no ID no money, I think they drugged me and left me the card," Steve replied Miserably. "Let me see," Amelia took the card and she opened her mouth, that card can not be issued beside a credit of a Million shillings and above, and the way she was broke. The gangster bile in her was once activated. " Is this the kind of card you use in your day-by-day life," Amelia asked? " How would I recognize that? I told you I lost my memory, I do not figure out the place I am and i have no place to stay, "Steve replied elevating his eyebrows. " So all you obtained is this card, how about then pin, "Amelia asked, noting that the guy was nevertheless confused, if he was okay, he would no longer dare talk about his card, he would disguise it, knowing it is his sole survival ability. " Let's go to my area then, you can have a bath and get some sleep, it's not even sufficient to exhibit my appreciation, "Steve agreed without asking any questions, he guessed he was helped due to the fact he assisted the woman. Amelia did not return the card, she shoved it in her purse and aided this tattered guy, intending to strip him of all the money that was on the card. They got into the Car and She drove quietly to her house, the place they lived with her Mother Eunice, Her sister Jenny, and Her brother Todd and Jamal their cousin. " Wow, you got such pretty a massive house here, I like it," Steve muttered as he stared at the well-trimmed lawns and a combination of neatly tended flora that gave the mansion a lovely appearance from the rear. " You like it, " Amelia said with a smirk on her face and led Steve to the front door. "knock knock," The door was opened by a girl who looked like Amelia only she was younger, possibly her sister. " Jesus Christ son of Mary, who is this piece of black charcoal that you have brought to our home," She screamed and got out of the door," Mother Please come over here". " Amelia are you going mad, Who is this man and where did you collect him," Eunice her Mother inquired searching him up and down. " He is my hero, he simply rescued me from the Johnnies, they almost killed me at the Craven's, and this Guy paid for my debt," Amelia defined excitedly. " The whole five thousand, where did he get the cash from, he does not seem like a guy who owns even a dime," Eunice asked. " Yes the whole of it, you won't believe it," Amelia responded and confirmed the card, they all went silent. " Jenny show the man the place he can freshen up and you can provide him our Late father's clothes they are someplace in the basement, he doesn't appear to envy much on clothes," Amelia advised her younger Sister. All this time Steve stood there listening to their dialogue and wondering why they have been examining him like that, He touched his garments they were only oversized. What's wrong with being pitch black I have deemed a few people who are darker than me at the Craven's," he thought. He followed Jenny and she showed him a bathroom, then she went for an change of clothes, when she got back, and came in ,he was still standing hugging himself and staring at himself in the mirror. " What precisely are you doing," Jenny asked. " What am I supposed to be doing?" Steve wondered. " Run the water in the bath continually feeling with your arms the hotness, stabilize it to your taste, then get inside the tub and wash, then......," Jenny instructed. " I got it," He remembered how to use it, and was completely satisfied that his reminiscence was coming back. Suddenly he was acquainted with the entirety that was in that ablution. Jenny hurried to hear the story of her sister and the card....