Going home

I stared at my watch, it was midnight. My heart was beating fast. I could hear the flow of blood running through my veins. My hands were covered in blood. I didn't know if it was my blood. My hair was wet. My face was full of warm tears. Tears that had started an hour ago and never ceased to drop. I looked at him. Him, David. He was covered in blood. His eyes were full of tears. His fists were staring at me. They were waiting to hit me again. I closed my eyes and hoped I was dreaming. I opened my eyes again. He was still there...David was still there. He was cursing and hitting the wardrobe in our room. I looked at my hands, they were covered in blood. I couldn't stand. The wardrobe's door fell to the ground. As it fell, I followed its movement. I laid flat on the floor...Unable to move. My pain was immense and my mouth was open. I was gasping for air. He sat on top of me. He looked at me and pulled my head to his chest. The tears never ceased. He laughed and dropped me like a stone. At that point, a pain so strong took over my spirit. My body was in pain already, my heart was broken. He carried me and threw me to the bed. I had to be strong. I had to show no fear. I closed my eyes. I imagined myself in a place far away from there...I tried to escape reality. I could feel him breathe on my neck. He tore my clothes and strangled me. My eyes were closed. I was away. My spirit left my body and my soul was eaten up by the devil. I could feel his weight resting on me. He removed his hands from my neck. It felt as if I was being nailed to the bed. I opened my eyes. I couldn't see his face. He was in between my legs. I felt nothing but pain. he kept on kissing my neck. "Tell me you love me, tell me you will never do it again" he said. "Tell me you love me, you're so sweet", are the words that penetrated my ears. I didn't know what I had done to him. I could hear him yearn for joy. I wanted to die. "Tell me you love me" he continued. I couldn't utter a single word. I closed my eyes, I was away. I felt the fleshly pain. I felt my life was over. The weight was gone...he stood up and turned around, looking at me. He said "Are you ok?" .. I heard him, but i refused to respond...I couldn't...I was weak. My eyes still closed...I saw 3 women. The  first woman was old and was holding a dark green dress. The second woman was middle-aged and was holding a jewelry box. The third woman was young and was holding a crown. The women kneeled down before me. In harmony, they chanted " Long live the new Queen of the kingdom of Uzaha, Our queen has come home.  Uzaha, the great kingdom of  the underwater realm, has crowned its Queen". The women dressed me up and took me to a palace. I sat on the throne. Many beautiful women worshiped me. I saw great men caged. They were pleading to be set free. "Queen of Uzaha! Queen of Uzaha! Queen of Uzaha ! Queen of Uzaha!"

"Queen of Uzaha ? Wake up! " I opened my eyes. David looked at me with a blank stare. "Who is the Queen of Uzaha ? Honey, Are you ok ?" I looked at my hands, no blood. I checked myself my clothes were intact. I was confused. "But..." What had happened ?" Honey, let us pray" David took my hand and started praying. I didn't close my eyes. I wanted to go home. I want to return to my kingdom. Not even Pastor David can stop me. I am going home. I am a queen. I am going to my home. Uzaha is my home...

note: this is fiction 


  1. Creative! Nice story! Hope there's a part II....*rubbing palms in anticipation* :D


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