The night was still cold and dark, to me, it looked like a dark canvas devoid of hope, tomorrow was close.
The day I would be dying for the fifth time, I could hear grandma and my mother laughing downstairs, they are probably talking about thane and his lowly wife.
I am dying on a daily basis. Each time I hear their names, I die, each time I see them together, it was as if I received a hell sentence.
How could Grandma and Ms Anita be laughing, should they not be mourning for their lost daughter, should they not be lamenting their deceased daughter.
I was as bright as the sun, but now, even the moon mocks at me. I don't know if I could handle the despair anymore. I was deadbeat and tired, I was taught in the orphanage where I grew up to share my things with people. But I didn't want to share Thane.
Each time I remember that they share the same bed every night made the bed I slept on seem like a bed of thorns. I could imagine peace blinking her dreadful eyes at my Thane, I imagined Thane being helpless over such tatics.
It was war, in my mind it is, I can't concentrate at work, I can't sleep and I can't eat. I cursed the day peace was born with my thoughts.
I angrily ran to my table and I splattered everything across the table. The shards of glass broke, the glass bottles and figurines shattered as I bit the bullet for the consequence of my actions, I screamed out in pain.
Aunt Anita
I was with grandma rose, discussing about how palatable the cake turned out to be, it was very delicious. I took pride in myself and I teased my mother a bit.
"Ma, I bet you could not surpass my cooking skills even if you spent a decade practicing culinary skills"
"Ehhhh! Anita, please call a spade, a spade. Says the child who would beg me to come cook for her when she was newly married" remembering those days. I miss my husband so much.
Days and night pass by as he left a reechoing sound in my heart, I also wondered how happy Grace would have been had Joshua not passed away. I knew that even though she was adopted, he doted on her very much and they were like sun and day.
" I am so sorry for bringing your marriage days up" she must have noticed that I became pensive after she brought up the discussion.
" no it is ok..-''
" Patter! Thud! Smash! Clutter! "I heard plates shatter on the ground. I wondered what could have been happening upstairs, it sounded like it was coming from the room reserved for grace. Soon after, I heard a loud cry for pain, I hurriedly rushed upstairs.
" what could that have been, was that grace or a rat?"mother asked but I didn't wait to think or ask about such posits .
" Ma, I am coming, let ,me go check wether grace is all right, the cry must have been from something more serious" I said as my flip flops, made cacophony as I ascended up the stairs. I could here grandma say under her breath halfway through the stairs.
" I don't see why she had to worry herself, what if she was overreacting because she saw a roach or spider"
I rushed to the door and I approached in anticipation. The thought of loosing grace clouded my mind, my breath hanged and my heart sunk into my intestines, my body flew out of organization, and all I think about was opening the door to rescue grace. Plunged into a state of dysphasia. I cleaned my sweat beads from my face, and then I grabbed the door knob, not in an attempt to hold it, but in an attempt to seek for support to stand. Gathering up the courage of David, the foe of goliath, I went in.
The curtains that connected to the balcony to hide its nakedness were raised, the moonlight shined very brightly and the stars twinkle in the background. The room was very dark but I could not see grace but I could feel her presence in the room, I noticed a particularly good dark contrast in the wall corners, though I was old, I could see a lot of things in the dark. I took a step into the room and I approached the familiar light switch. I relied on my senses of touch to provide light and I massaged the wall till I could get a hold of the switch.
" Mom, don't do that please, please I beg of you" grace called out softly and begged me earnestly. Why didn't she want me to turn on the light. I had been watching darkness falls and I was wondering why she had been begging me not to switch on the lights, the faces of those gory vampires came to my mind.
You are in a serious mind situation and all you could do was meditate the gothic drama you were watching yesterday
" why don't you want me to turn it on grace?" I said, because I wanted to study where the source of sound was coming from.
"mother please don't come closer, you would get hurt"
" oh no my sweetheart, I would not. Let me come close" I followed her voices direction, I suddenly remembered that I had a torch light I could use in my pocket In case of a power outbreak.
" Grace!" I became scared when I saw the amount of blood coming out from her ankle, I looked at the place where she sat and could see blood flow in a continuos stream, down her laps. I decided to keep calm and do what was the logical thing at the moment.
I took her up immediately, and placed her on the bed, then I strapped her long night gown that she had put on to sleep.
I went to the walls and I turned in the lights, I could see her face, I decided not to look at her to much then I rushed outside to the hall out and got a first aid kit.
I then dabbed a bit of iodine and bandaged it up. The grace I had catered for ever since she was an early adolescent would always start crying when I applied the iodine but right now, her eyes were devoid of color,no reaction.
I already had a guess about why she had been in complete rage. She was very quiet. I decided to initiate the conversation since I wasn't going to just kiss her goodnight and pretend like I had no business with her internal conflict.
" Ms Ani.." I dabbed a bit more iodine on her wound, and she hissed.
"Mother, we both are aware that I am not your biological daughter so why, why do you still care for me this way" I heaved a heavy sigh.
" Grace, what really is happening?"as expected, she didn't say a word. She just became very quiet.
" Is it because of Peace and Thane's wedding anniversary?"