FEED YOUR IMAGINATION #2; What nobody knew

Sylvester was the first son and only child he was just nine years old. Being the only child of his parents he received all the love and attention, of course he loved it- he enjoyed the gifts. And yes, he did everything to make sure he maintained his status as the only child... Everything possible, even to the littlest thing possible which was sleeping between his parents to make sure another baby was not created... Yes, Sly was very smart, he already knew the birds and the bees story.
His opposition against his parents having another kid was fueled by the comments he had heard from school...
Some of his class mates had shared some of their stories of the siblings rivalry.. How they had to struggle for attention in their homes...
His animosity towards his parents having another kid was sealed. He could not bear to have the devotion he received shared with some whiny baby..

His mother was growing fatter.. He noticed... She had began wearing big tops.. He suspected something.. She was pregnant.. He was sure. He had read about the signs on Google..
"How could she get pregnant? Was he not enough? He tried really hard to be. Why then did she want another?"

Two days later... Mama had lost the pregnancy.. He heard her crying at night and his dad consoling her..
"This is not normal. This is the third time this is happening. I have a gut feeling. This is not normal" His mum told his dad softly.
He refused to feel bad, he was elated...
This was the third time mama had lost a baby in two years, but he was not sorry... Not a tiny bit..

He was sent to stay with grandma in Lagos for the three months third term break.. He loved Grandma. She always baked delicious cookies and gave him lots of money after the holiday ended..

He was shocked to see the protruding stomach of his mother when she came to pick him up... Looking at the size of the stomach, she should be at least six months gone.. How did this happen without him being aware.. It wasn't supposed to be so. It was far too late. She was far too gone. Why, oh why did this have to happen...

Two months, 3 weeks later, mama gave birth to a healthy baby.. A girl.. "What an ugly red baby it was" thought Sly. The baby was always crying with her ugly voice, always making sure the attention was focused on her... Sly would not let this baby take his shine. He won't permit it..

Two days later, in the early hours of the morning, he was patiently waiting in his room when he had mama scream.
The baby was not breathing. She was dead. Gone!!!
Once again, Sly did not feel sad. He was as indifferent as he was when he caused Mama's previous miscarriages, by setting objects that always made Mama fall and lose the baby.. This time, he had snuck into the nursery and closed a pillow over the baby's nose...
No one would ever suspect. No one!!!
Little did he know though..