An Undesired First

             Little did he know IT was gonna feel this way, his heart racing,pounding, drops of sweat like grains of beans stuck to his large black shiny forehead”What have I just done!?” this thought keeps hitting him,he checks his time “10:23pm!!!” he exclaims.
           That’s when he remembers he took the range rover  from the mechanic’s place earlier in the morning ,he sighs the luxury of relief. At this time his eyes have become tinted and red as a blacksmiths just heated blade,he summons courage picks his car,greets richard and tobi (who at this time are in some other realm) bye,they wave weakly.
           He switches on the engine!,it makes a revving sound!,ofcourse it has to!, for a car of 40milion naira!. He makes a u-turn and heads into the freeway,the absence of traffic and the well lighted express road,the luxury of living in lekki,the land of the elites as it is so called.
            He is running 120 km/ph,the effects of what he had taken earlier starts to sink in!,his eyes have become so dim he could barely see the steering’s fine leather!, it was when he notices his eyes have been closed for 10 seconds he hears a loud bang! ,the airbag immediately appears like magic out of the finely made steering.
              He has just had an accident,at this point he knows he is
 helpless!,the damaged car!,his late “arrival” from the errand
which he was sent since morning and which he still won’t come back from for a long time , he closes his eyes more willingly this time!, still seated upside down in the already totalled car!.
          After 3 weeks of a long totally unconscious sleep,he opens his eyes slightly,he sees himself in a neatly painted white room a flat screen close to his bed, an expensive and well sophisticated machinery  which he was attached to. His head hurts,he opens his eyes widely this time,his body had been stitched all over ,his wearing the popular white robe, admitted patients wear in hospitals ,thats when he remembers , “I had an accident” he says with no ounce of ease.
            After another two hours of sleep, a tall dark man
dressed in a neatly starched white robe enters,” jide!,how are you!?,welcome back”  he says with a deep low voice!,jide
stares at the man, “why does he look so familiar” he soliloquises ,thats when it hit him, he’s in his dad’s hospital and the doctor is his father. “hey dad!” he says weakly accompanied with a fearful smile.
             His dad explains what happened to him,how many months he was out for and what happened all through,then the doctor asks the question jide had been anticipating but silently praying with an atom of hope that he wouldn’t,” when did you start smoking? And why did you have to smoke
 on the day of your accident?! When all I told u to do was to go and get your mum’s car from the mechanic !!” his father asks in a low but stern voice so as not to arouse curiosity in the mind of other patients around who are already straining their ears trying to hear the emotional conversation between the doctor and the ill looking patient.
            Jide swallows spit, different thoughts racing into his head, why did he branch at Richards crib, why did he allow himself to be talked into taking “SK” as they “the youths” call it which is actually marijuana, cannabis in the medical field. Jide had been “keeping himself” since secondary school,heeding to mum's advice about abstaining from drugs!.The silence continued for 1 more minute before he
 finally began his tale by saying "it was my first....".