Into dust
9:07 P.M. Friday
blood...all i could see around me is my family's blood. My hands kept shaking, while I tried dragging my mother's body across the living room. I kept telling my mother in a desperate voice that kept breaking :"mama wake up, i w-won't annoy you again with my opinions...mama i will study harder wake up...I'll make you proud again..i'll be the best doctor the world have seen mama just wake up". I looked at my little brother's body and i closed my eyes in despair, as I started sobbing "augh.. no he's still young he has to live oh my heart i can't take this no more"...
I hugged my mother's head in my lap and started sobbing..''mama you said you'd live to see my kids, mama you said you'd be there when I graduate. Mama why did you lie to me''. I began sobbing and screaming until the walls of our home started shaking.
police lights, men in police uniforms taking pictures and writing down details, that's what was surrounding me. My father was an irresponsible man, he never stayed at home he was a corrupt police man. He used to go to his mistress on weekends and spend it with her, and only came back to us when he wanted to get ready for work ,never sat down with us on a dinner table. It always made me feel as if he was a stranger living with us. My mother used to fight with him all the time because he's always abandoning us when we need him, only caring for himself and not batting an eye if something bad happened to us. He only brought the things he needed and left us for my mother to take care of us. She worked day and night to provide everything for us, and he kept spending his money on his women.
For the first time in my life I feel completely lonely. There's no one I could share my worries with since my mother is no longer here. My little brother my first protector is no longer here to annoy me about how funny my clothes look, and nag about how every boy I talk to is planning to get under my pants.
my world has vanished into dust.
My father looked unbothered by the news only a subtle frown on his face as he looked at the chaotic house. I sat on the couch that I once sat down on with my little brother and my mama. A blank expression on my face only thinking about how my life ended up like this. Minutes later I heard my father's voice calling for me ''rubra, come give your testimony'' as if he was talking to a complete stranger. I got up, my frame weak with sadness, i sighed and closed my eyes as i reached the police officer who was going to take my testimony. I told him everything from the moment I came late from college to a broken front door, broken glass and my mothers stabbed chest, my brother's shot head, and how I figured they weren't coming back to me ever again.
My father ordered one of his guys to grab my suit case, and prepare it for me because he was sending me to my aunt. My eyes widened with anger as I called out for him and said: "I'm not leaving my mother's home'' he looked at me as if I was a crazy person. He said in low grumpy voice ''she did a bad work raising you''. I replied with a surprised voice "oh!! now you have an opinion on how she raised us!!''. I laughed and clapped my hands in astonishment and said ''Oh my lord!! he knows we exist'' my smile faded with each clap as I looked at him with disgust and anger. I walked to the man that has my suit case and took it from him. I walked past my father, not even bothered looking at him. I reached the Sheriff and told him "this house is my mother's house it's going to get passed down to me, after your work is done here I want all these men out of it''. The Sheriff smiled in amusement and said "Well young lady we're going to leave in couple of days so you have to listen to your daddy and go where he tells you to go''. I look blankly at him and said "we're not related. I don't know that man''. I sighed and narrowed my eyes at the Sheriff ''Now, I will leave for two days. I wish to find my mother's house empty when I come back''. I walk past all the men leaving my soul in that broken home.
I took the buss to a students hostel, not the best one in the city, but it was my best option until I get my hands on my inheritance. I booked a single room for four nights in case they took longer time cleaning the crime scene. I took my clothes off, while remembering how my mother always reminded me to put them in the washing machine before heading to the shower. I looked in the mirror my eyes red from all the crying, my throat dry from all the screaming. I opened the hot water to warm the coldness and the emptiness inside my heart. My mother was my world, everything in my life. She sacrificed everything for me, did everything for my sake, endured all those lonely cold nights of her twenties only for me, and my brother, for us to have a family, a warm home to come back to. My little brother my lovely perfect clown, who had a future waiting for him, left this world too early. What am I going to do without them?
I heard footsteps in my room, they were heavy ones..."they're men's footsteps" I thought. I hurried and grabbed the metal hand of the shower head and wore the bath robe tightly around my body. I looked from the lock hole to see who was there. Two huge looking men were searching in my stuff, they did not bother themselves with the sound they were making that might warn someone something is wrong. Sounds of running water covered the sound of my loud racing heart. I locked the door and moved away from the door. I opened the small window in case they tried to enter the bathroom.
Suddenly, a loud banging started and one of the men yelled "we know you're there miss...give us the key to you're mothers locker and maybe we'll fuck you a bit softly", then he chuckled darkly. I started shaking from the stress. I figured my behind won't get me out easily through the small window, so I smothered my self in shower jell to get more slippery. I kept my worried thoughts to myself, as I wore my wet underwear and my sport bra. I climbed the window slowly as the two men kept searching and talking to me behind the door. I thanked the lord of all the stars in the sky, that i chose the room in the ground floor and not the one on the second floor. I landed on my bare feet with my phone in my hand. I took it inside with me to listen to music but the plans changed, and I might need it for more than music right now. I grabbed the bath robe from the window and closed the window slowly letting the water run free to fool them into thinking I was helplessly showering with fear engraving my bones. I ran like a wild horse that finally had its first time in nature after being a prisoner for half its life.
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Hello
My Lovelies,
Thank you for reading the First chapter of My First novel !! due to it being my first time writing ever please BE KIND! I have all the excitement in the world to have your feed backs on my writing and ideas. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
I extend my Warmest huggies, and biggest kissies to you all
Until next time...
Peace & Lilies.
D. R. LILY.
