Ariana Peyton's Diary (Mated To An Enemy)
. Ominous. He's never let anyone near the stool, not to talk of using it as a weapon. The stool that was w
I did it secretly because I want
tting intrusive. I had to take some hours off work, and I came home to relax. But surp
e.. he had his way again even when I told him I was feeling sick. I had ac
es to please himself and not approach me anymore, and that he should never call m
poke with a shaky voice, just as it'd pl
at but I asked instead,
ot that major. He has been attending to me well, and he says I have to
take a leave f
to" sh
we had been talking for that long. "You can sleep here, in my room too.
p here every
nto her other naked eye. S
I had a larger body than she did, and that I was a man. I'd cuddle this woman lovi
d her sleep. She was even too tired to listen to my own story! It wasn't her fault at all and I'd not wake her up fo
hen that I looked at her sleeping body, I knew it'd take me a million y
n my diary. And we haven'
bling but my fear superseded my happiness. I didn't want him or her to be born in this monster's house.
at was her third miscarriage. The first happened when I was four. I didn't know she had been pregnant until she returned from the hospital, looking so sad and dejected. I remember
d. She would talk in bits and wa
se times happened, they were usually after she had put me to bed and made sure my eyes were closed. Little did
ve friends to play with, or at least one kind person to talk to.
together. Only thing I worried about was my mom. Mike Tony even made my childhoo
It was a good trick that worked all the time. Most of us children didn't like to eat fruits and vegetables. So he'd make us eat them by promising to gift us candi
y, we were ready to o
in- no kid went into Mike Tony's house even when the door was open and he asked that we could come in. Only me entered his house to listen to stories he read from large,
also play music, loud enough for us to hear its lyrics and dance with me, but first for me, while I watched. His dance usually made me
o try his dance steps. I didn't have that luxury moment at home. No one rocked me on their thighs and read bedtime stories to me. No one especially called me 'pretty'. No one danced for me, or with me. N
my bed. She was awake now, not
did I wa
g off. We were having
the other part. Of course she reacted like a caring mother would. In fact I told h
that had ended in cuddles and prayers. Mom needed a car because it'd save her the stress of waiting for a taxi that'd transpo
replied. "Now let's sleep
aid it brough
we'll be
baby" I said, "Is it a girl or boy?
of them do you want? Do
nd I'd boast of him everywhere I go. I'd go like, "I have a younger brother who's very tall and strong-looking. He's really handsome too. I'm so proud of
he was a boy. He'd play with other boys like him,
sibling who woul
. I'd have someone to talk to. I'd be a good big sister, hug her and pet her to sleep, mom would not have to do that. I would even bathe her, so mom has
ying in the compound, playing father,mother and children and running after tiny balls of snow that hasn't washed off the previous night. Mike Tony would love my little sister and dance with both of us. I would have my sister all the ti
!" I squealed. It mad
brown hair. I want a little boyfriend son" she said, s
Make it a girl, mom. Please"
I didn't know what was so funny, but I was glad she was actually laughin
e sister to play with. Please ma
hat can decide" she said
't put the baby th
id, A
s for my little hairy head. Mom gazed at me in bewilderment. She gave me that shock on her face whenever she couldn't believe something. She was so
e was a manipulator, a cheat, a over-ambitious man, a workaholic, a ruthless husband, a narcissist and a sex addict. It was just so unfair. Women swarmed around him like bees because he was handsome and rich but they all began growing distant after
e a big, hairy beast with twe
e other way round. Maybe they didn't even date, and he just brought her home on the first night they met and slept with her, and from there,
issive too. I like her, I'll keep he
aybe that was how it was. Maybe