Cold nights
She could feel pain rising on her throat but she tried by all means to not let it overpower her. She could feel the cold in her very bones in the coldest nights of her life while she twist and turn in jail
She has watched her fellow inmates been called for their visitors or phone calls but she didn't get neither of those. Sometimes she wished she had those because phone calls and being checked by your loved ones bought a new hope in someone's life in prison.
She wished her mother would visit her but she was not expecting her to visit because she was so judgmental and wanted to be seen as good as perfect in the community.
She can't blame her, though. She is a priest and married to the late archbishop, not that she think priests should act holier than thou but she must say she have embarrassed or humiliated her, somehow.
Her father died when she was 15 and she knew that her father wouldn't have visited her in prison even if he was alive, because he was "perfect" like her mother. Unfortunately she didn't have siblings. She was alone, she had nobody.
What bought her in prison?.you may ask.
Well, some day she got home early from work because she was not feeling well. She was surprised to see her husband's car in the drive way.
"Why is he home so early, isn't he supposed to be at work right now" she asked myself as opened the door of the house
She went upstairs to the bedroom to see if he is in the house and she could lay a little bit since she was not feeling well. When she walked in the bedroom her heart dropped to her feet and started to pick up a fast pace. She was fuming in the sight before her. She saw him laying in bed with another woman. She quickly walked out and heard him calling her after her. She didn't know what to do, to say or to think.
She ran out of the house, tears running in her cheeks. She took her car and drove away from him. Avoiding what she might do because It was never easy for her to control her anger. She was hurt, deeply hurt by a man she trusted and loved unconditional. The fact that he didn't called or texted her after she have left for hours spoke volumes about the whole situation
She calm down after few hours. She went to Table mountain and acted as if she was one of the tourists, admiring Cape town for its beauty.
She came back later and found them still together but they were in the kitchen, cooking something. Her anger rose again.
"Jonathan, what the fuck is going on here?" She asked looking at him as he turned to look at her
"I can explain baby"
"Yeah, damn right you will. Start talking"
"Okay, this is Mary-anne and we are involved" he said, looking at her like he was begging her to understand
This guy must be out of his mind.
That was so hard to handle for her. She felt like her mind was about to explode. She looked at him trying to understand why he was doing this to her. Why was he hurting her?. Is this some kind of a sick joke?. He was not the same guy she married all these years.
"What?!" She shouted on top of her voice
"Listen, I love you baby and I will always love you but I also love her and I want to be with her too" He came closer to her and tried to calm her down
"Don't fucking touch me"
He went to his bitch and threw his arm over her shoulders.
"I was thinking about polygamy. According to my culture I'm allowed to marry more than person"
"Bullshit, dont tell me about culture. Selfish bastards like you, use the culture crap to justify their selfish needs. That shit is not going to work with me. Over my dead body, I've put up with your shit for far to long" she said
She ran upstairs to the master bedroom and came back pointing them with a gun. The froze when they saw her. She could see fear appearing in their faces. What were they expecting?. Were they expecting her to go sleep on it and then the next morning everything would be okay?
"What did you say?" She asked him
"Jayline, put the gun down. We can talk about this" he was begging
"I have wasted 5 damn years looking after your selfish dirty ass, thinking you love me.." she wiped the hot tears that were running in her cheeks, with the back of her hand. "Now you think you are better than me. You come with this bitch, telling me that shit about culture. How long have you been doing this shit behind my back?" She asked as she put her index finger on the trigger. Determine to shoot these bitches out of her life
"Jayline, please calm down. We can talk about this. Where did you even get that?" He said, standing before her. Does this bastard think by covering his bitch is going to stop her from shooting or she won't shoot him and his bitch?.
"How. Long?" She said stretching each word.
"2...years" she finally spoke. The smile she was wearing just a few minutes ago, was long gone
"2 years. 2 damn years of making me a fool. What did you think, did you think I was going to allow this shit and play happily ever after with this bitch?" She pointed the gun over his shoulder and she gasped in fear
"Jayline, you know this is part of our culture. You know when a wife doesn't get pregnant after years being married, as her husband I should take another wife. You know that"
"Our culture?" She laughed sarcastically at him.
"Bullshit, let me tell what is happening here. I caught you redheaded cheating on me, you son of a bitch. If I didn't, you would have just continued taking me for a fool"
"That is not true. I was going to tell you everything"
She didn't wait no more. She shot him on his shoulder. She short him again somewhere in his tummy and he fall down on his knees. The bitch cried. She pointed the gun to her and she looked terrified. She was begging for her life. She didn't think twice she shot her, too. She fall down
Believe her, she didn't want to kill any of them.she was just deeply hurt and angry. Disappointed by the man she loved.
She quickly went upstairs. She knew the neighbours called the police after hearing the gun shots. She was in the bedroom collecting my clothes and leaving that bastard lying on a blood pool for good. The next thing she heard the police sirens and she looked out the window, there were police around the house. There was no way out
"Shit" she murmured when she heard a policeman telling her to get out of the house and put her hands in the air. She didn't think about the consequences of her actions. This is what got her in trouble most of the time in high school
She panicked when she realised what she has done. She couldn't believe what her anger got her into,this time. When she was put in a jail cell, she sat down and looked upward. She closed her eyes trying to stop the tears from coming but after a few minutes she felt hot tears running on her cheeks.
Why did that son of a bitch do this to her?
She was scared of a life as a convict. She have seen too many movies to know that life as a convict was never cupcakes and rainbow
