Chapter 5
A few weeks passed after her run away incident for peace. She and her husband had not quarreled about anything and she was grateful. He kept showering her with gifts and praises every now and then. He was such a darling. He would occasionally put her head on his lap, give her a head and feet massage, rub his palm on the baby bump and talk like the baby could actually hear and respond to him. It was so fun and an amazing sight to behold.
In all of these weeks, he was a perfect man until one day he was not.
“Babe, have you thought of a name for our baby?”
“Yes I have. It is my duty.”
“What names are you thinking; I hope they are nice names.”
“If it’s a boy I go for John and if it’s a girl we go for Diana”
“C’mon babe! In this century you want to be giving out such a name.”
“But what is wrong with these names?”
“ I wouldn’t say much but John is your father’s name right?”
“ Yes and?”
“I wouldn’t want my child to be named after your father.”
“That’s mine to decide.”
“No, it isn’t yours to decide”
“The last time I checked, I am the man.”
“ And I am the mother. I wouldn’t watch you name my child after that monster of a father.”
Rosa regretted it the moment the words came out of her mouth. The world stopped rotating, clocks stopped ticking, and everything was just at a standstill after she barked out those words.”
“ What did you just call my father?” Kelvin barked angrily.
“I’m sorry babe, I did not..”
Before she could finish her statement, the sharp whip from the belt her husband was holding penetrated right into her heart. It felt like someone had used a dagger to rip her open. It did not end there. The whips came one after the other until he grew tired and used his hands instead. He beat her without stopping to catch his breath. Blood started oozing out her lower part and she knew at that moment that she had lost the baby. The blood did not stop him, he kept beating her till she had no strength left in her. Not willing to lose this battle, she managed to get up and picked the flower vase beside the bed, she hit her husband very hard on the head that he sustained an injury and collapsed. The next minute she blacked out.
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The smell of antiseptic and medicine was so strong in her nose making her wonder where she was. It was hard trying to open her eyes. In the other world, she and her husband were living the best of life with their three kids. Why would she be filled with this disgusting smell when her family was with her. Her eyes flushed opened and all she could see was a blurry white ceiling and a fan up there. She could still not adjust her eyes to her environment. She moved her fingers which sent her mother rushing to her with a smile on her face.
“Thank God you are awake.”
“What am I doing here?”
“You need to rest Rosa, we will talk about this when you have the strength.”
Images of what happened in her matrimonial home flashed through her mind and she touched her tummy, feeling it, she knew something was missing. She could not gather the courage to confirm from her mother. Fresh hot tears gushed out of her eyelids as she cried very hard. Her mother held her hand and squeezed it. Watching how devastated her daughter was, she broke into uncontrollable tears. For what seemed like everlasting, mother and daughter cried holding on to each other. The doctor in charge came inside the room and knew what exactly he had to do. He gave Rosa an injection and she slept right afterwards. Her mother sat by her till she was fine and discharged from the hospital.
Mourning her child was the new job she had taken up. She would cry all day and throw tantrums in the house like it could bring back the child to life. She wanted a good family, one she could always look at and smile within her with fulfillment. In her quest, she met a man, a man too good to be true. Her knight in shiny armor, the man who gave her her dream wedding. But the marriage did yield the response she wanted. She was abused by this man she loved so much and lost her baby in the process.
Kelvin’s mother came to the house two days after she was discharged to see how she was faring and to also break news to her. Kelvin had passed away. He was in coma for days and suffered severe head injuries. For a split second, she thought she would not be bothered about anything that concerned her husband but no, she lied to herself. She let herself slide from the sofa to ground where she wept bitterly. She had lost her baby, now her husband was also gone. How was she going to tell her story? How was she going to survive? How could she have such a beautiful beginning yet an ugly end. That is not the life they both planned. They planned to have three kids who would take over his company someday. They panned on having a beautiful family that will hold everything together with love and peace. Why would he now leave when they are still in the middle of the road? They have solved their problems, they could have worked it out. She could have made him the kind of man that she wanted but he gave up too early. Was he not a fighter? Was he not someone who kept to his promise? He said for better and for worse and now he decided to let death do them apart. He had broken the vow. How was she ever going to forgive him for leaving her all alone in this wicked world. Life did not make sense.
Retiring to her room after crying her eyes out, she couldn’t get it out of her mind that she killed him. She was a murderer. She hit him with the vase and he collapsed. She was too harsh on him with the hitting. She killed her own husband. She said she loved him yet she killed him. She claimed she couldn’t live without him yet she murdered him in cold blood.
As these thoughts kept running though her mind, she lost it, her mind, her control, her sanity. She screamed out loud causing her mother and Kelvin’s mother to rush into her room. They picked her from the floor, comforted her and tried to keep her calm.
She refused to be comforted. All she did was cry the more and accuse herself of being a murderer. She would describe how it happened and then scream out loud. She would recount how the two met and how he used to stare at her and let out a loud painful scream.
She would weigh the possibilities that could have happened if she did not kill him. Through it all, they tried hard to comfort her.
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After sometime, she started talking to an unseen Kelvin. She talked about their love, their baby and how they are calling her to come. She apologized over and over again to her mother that she had no choice but to leave her and go meet the love of her life. At this point, she was so weak and could not fight for her own life again. She yearned to be with Kelvin and her child. She excused herself and made her way to the bathroom. The two women thought it was a safe place so she could go and come back. They sat for about 15 minutes, she never showed up. When they finally marched to the washroom, there she was lying unconscious on the floor. She had no pulse, her heart was not beating. She was gone already.
Gone to meet her husband whom she loved dearly.
THE END
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