"Fuck!" I kicked my bed hard, letting out rage and fraustration. No matter how I tried to hurt myself, it doesn't measure up to the pain I'm feeling inside of me. A shape pain that pierce rapidly through my mind, heart and soul. Aimless wandering with no destination, I was existing but not living. Detached, Confused, Speechless, Overwhelming emptiness and sadness, all I am was Lost, lonely, without purpose. Ah! It was overwhelming. My pain wanted to come out in such a rush, it was like the opening of my voice was not big enough. "Fuck!!!" I bewailed.
My heart hurt and I could hear my heat beat in my head. I didn’t think it was a real thing, but when I felt it, I knew. I couldn’t eat much. My sleep was off. I felt like an outsider to the world, like I was looking through a prism that blurred what was on the other side.
I broke into a sweat. My heart pounded, and my hand began to feel clammy against my bouncing knee. I began
"You are under arrest for the---"She did not let the detective finish, she interrupted"What? What are they talking about? I didn't do anything" she defended. I noticed she was trembling inside. I stood aside to observe the scene."I'm sorry ma'am. We have the footage of the day Mister Walter was stabbed. You were found around the premises. May I know what was your business there?" the male detective asked bolding."Well.. Well it's a social gathering, isn't it? Do I have to explain why I was in a recreational center at a particular time or date having fun?" she arrogantly said."Yes, I called her after I sent for an ambulance. She must have arrived late" I defended."Stay out of this Emily.. " Selena whispered with jammed teeth."Oh, you think so? Your friend was there at exactly 46minutes at your arrival.
"Good evening Ma'am" I greeted the nurse at the hospital reception to get her attention."Good evening. Do you need anything?" she responded."No. I mean yes ma'am. I'm looking for a patient by name Nathan. Leslie Nathan. He's tall, slender... He's got thick eyebrows, full lips, high cheek bone---""I get it" she cut me off. "...Nathan isn't missing okay? I know the patient you describe. Of what relation do you have with him?" she asked."I.. Uh.. I..." I was thinking of what to say."We are his cousins. My niece Sandra, told us he has been here for five years. I'm sorry we are just paying a visit. My sister and I just entered town this week" Jeremy took over."Oh, poor thing. He's slow to his medicine. I just wish the girl that caused this to happen to him come see him soon if she has a conscience" the nurse showed sympathy.&n
Du-dum.... du-dum.... my heart skipped a beat as the detective banged her fist on the desk. "Answer me!" she yelled. I quickly stretched my neck to see what was going on inside the interrogation room through the transparent glass shield. I could feel Amanda's heart racing. With a teary eye, her pupils dilate. "I don't know" she said in a hoarse voice.I hallucinated for a while.The walls of the interrogation room was provided with high degree of sound proof. The doors were windowless and flush metal with solid core. I could only imagine what Amanda was going through in there. I wailed inside of me "Get me outta here". I don't want to be here... I muttered.Candice looked at me, with a quick glance, she handed me a tissue. I drew myself up, looking at her scornfully, I said "Fuck off bitch".&n
Brrrrt..... Brrrrrrrt.....My eyelids flickered, and my fingers scratching on my neck as I moved my tongue in my mouth to feel my taste buds. I glimpsed a figure standing in front of me as the phone vibrates in his back pocket. Then I blinked twice to clear my blurry vision. The young man shoved his hand in his back pocket, stared at his phone in a jiffy and swiped to receive call. "yes, yes... Okay" he answered expressing consent then he hung up the phone.I turned wittingly to check if Candice was still here. Poor girl was already meditating with her eyelids twitching as tears swam down one cheek. We were unprepared for the apparition that confronted us.As I observed all activities for a while, my mind exerts a phantasmagoric pull. I noticed an officer struggling with the touch pad mouse. The effect was an oneiric blend on his computer screen that moved me to Alvin a
It was a Sunday morning. I heard a loud knock on the door. My eyes slowly fluttered open. I started to wriggle and stretch with my cozy, haven that is my bed. As parts of my body were gradually turning on. I glanced at the wall clock which says 7:05am. Getting out of bed, walking slowly towards the door and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I twisted the door knob and pulled it. It was my crazy sister. She had just start to get on my nerve this early morning."mommy said you should get ready for church if you don't want the devil to use you this morning" she frowns.Sigh.. I shot the door against her. I went into the bathroom naked with a MP player to take my bath. I played loud RnB music alongside doing a concert with my toothbrush as the microphone. I thought I heard my name. Promptly, I tuned down the volume and did not hear anything. Oh well.. I increased the volume again dancing and singing along with my toot
I got home from church. The thick, burnt smell of fried chicken tickled the tip of my nose just seconds after my tummy rumbled. I pressed my hand on my stomach to calm the boys fighting inside. All the gnawing pangs of hunger returned tenfold. Food was the only disc playing in my mind. Without settling first in my room, I dashed into the kitchen and dished out a plate of jellof rice from the pot. I rushed my food and cracked the chicken bones, not pardoning a piece.After doing the dishes, I went to my room to change my outfit to a casual wear. I opened the door, letting out a moan in astonishment "Oh no.. ". It was messy. I frowned as I grumpily picked up every cloth on my bed and folded it back into my box.Finally my room was tidy. I got bored and took a quick stroll around the neighborhood.I live with my family in a 90-square-meter spacious, four- bedroom apartment with a fascinating view of a rose
"Miss, come with us" a police officer tapped me on my shoulder.I got up from the chair with zero courage. As I walked to the interrogation room with two police officers escorting me, I bumped into Amanda and we made eye contact. I saw hatred written in her eyes. Nevertheless, I ignored and entered the interrogation room seated with two detectives, a mid-aged female and a gentleman in his late 50's.It was a small room with only three chairs, two for the detectives and I guess the other is for me. A recorder, an handcuff and an empty glass turned upside-down on a saucer is on the desk. There is a water dispenser at the corner of the room. I noticed a one-way mirror with nothing on the walls. I cannot see outside through the mirror but when I was seated outside, I could see Amanda inside with the detectives and some other police officers standing at the glass shield, observing the process from outside
"We talked for a while online, got familiar with each other. He mentioned he was in college already but home because it was spring break. We went on dates occasionally. He's a nice guy and sends me flowers everyday. He had promised to do that if I accept his proposal."Hmm.... Interesting" the female detective said as she relaxed her back on her chair, showing interest.One day, he called me over to his place. I had to plan my outfit overnight. It wasn't easy because I was indecisive and my sister, Selena wasn't around to help. She was in a Junior High boarding school. I had to choose between that black lace dress or a casual top and boyfriend jean.Well I didn't have to look super hot for him. Don't want him to think I'm desperate. Besides we gonna spend all day indoor, cuddling, eating snacks, playing video game. What more? I just had to go for a casual loo