We shared one heart, one mind and one soul. We were suppose to be the perfect version of Jack and rose. Finally, I found out I was the only keeper on our love field and he was a player, no had been a player all along. . .
That faithful morning, I planned a surprise visit. Stopping at usual at the front of his house to take a sweet selfie.
The music coming from the room was so loud. It wasnt the kind he listens to. I strolled to the room anyway. I knocked, there was no answer. I opened slowly.... There he was, they they were.... Humping eachother... Moaning loudly, sweating bodies.
I couldnt believe my eyes.
It was a disgusting sight!
I stood there motionless. I found my feet and ran to the sitting room. I screamed! I screamed harder! I couldnt believe it was happening to me, the love I had built all these while.
For a second, I thought about the plate of meat I prepared for him. He had been looking into my eyes and lying all these while!
I wasn't thinking. I didnt want to think. I ran to the kitchen and came out with a knife. I searched for them, wherever they were hiding!
It was perfect. It was meant to be perfect. I was getting mad with pain and betrayal. My eyes shot fires, he still could look at me in the eyes! What shameful gut!!
I meant to strike, I wanted to strike. Then I heard his voice..... "Princess" He called.
I hated every bit of the sound of my name in his mouth. Yet my knife fell, I reached for it like a wounded lady.
Then he zoomed past me, my eyes caught his dangling prick as he made futile attempt to cover his rottening nakedness. I chased after them both.
What hurt in the entire situation was the love that turned sour all of a sudden. For eight years, I have loved only him. He made a bloody mess of my innocent heart.
I ran to the kitchen, came with a drink. I wish I could drink my eyes out, drink my heart out. I drank carelessly.
I wept bitterly as I drank. My love was too sweet to have turned out this way. My love was so sincere to have stabbed me in the back. So true, to have become a dear. So passionate to have turned shapeless.
The drink couldnt contain my pain. I took to the pillow. Hugging it so sight as if it was the wasted beautiful memories we once shared together.
.
It was a love between an angel and a Demon. He had called me a fool of these while, what hurt the most is seeing how blind and foolish I had been.
I gave my fall for a box of fading blank papers. Too tired, I thought about our times together. I regretted everybit... I dozed off slowly.
A sleep of pain.
It was a tormented sleep. I heard his voice everywhere. I fell to the floor for another round of the broken sleep:tired, depressed, frustrated, waiting for nothing in particular.
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Nothing could suffice. . .
Don't wake me up!!!
Yea, yea, yea...... And that was it.
Hope you enjoyed?
(Aside, this post turned out to be very annoying because of the network that chose to be bad tonight. This is 20 minutes past 11pm and I have been on this post trying to upload this pictures since 7pm..... Gosh! Yikes!)
I guess this is a fiction story, but you just wrote my life story ..7wasted years with a demon, I gave it my all, I wonder atimes why it took me this long to realize how foolish I had been in love.. Love love love, I just hate love! This touched my soul
Take heart dear
Thank u
So sorry dear.
Your story is very creative my dear.
I was a kinda scared sha when i saw you with the knife ma dear.
Nice work dear... Keep the juice flowing @mimy
Whoa. One word. "Creativity".
Wawuuu this is a beautiful drama, I knew it was a fiction from the start but for a moment i almost fell for it.
This is actually the story of someone out there its quite sad! This love matter sha
I enjoyed this!
Loved every bit of it. You are cute when angry
No lie
What I like about it most is the demonstration my visual means (images) though you almost lost the action by smiling on the 3rd photo which was suppose to be followed with a frown.
"Critic : you did not tell us you ran home , which means you actually was sleeping in his house and demanding not to be woken up -because the knife was still with you
3rd photo? that's not even close to being a smile. And the third photo shows disgust which is slightly different from a total frown.
Lol..... I did not tell you I ran home because I did not want to run home and I was sleeping in his house at the moment not forever.
I went against the norm. Every one is used to the victim catching the villain and running back home but rather I made the victim stay back and the villain run
And as for the knife, yes, when he tries to sneak back in..... The knife would still do it work.
But apart from all that, sleeping with the knife is just a visual representation of my fear and portrays my heart's incapability to trust henceforth.
And still..... Please, dont wake me up.
Thanks for reading critically
Thanks for the vivid chuck down ,I believe someone has learn additional from this
I went against the norm. Every one is used to the victim catching the villain and running back home but rather I made the victim stay back and the villain run
And this
sleeping with the knife is just a visual representation of my fear and portrays my heart's incapability to trust henceforth.
You are really an Africa queen. Plss mimy try and go for Africa female contest and see if you will not win.. My bros get luck o
Oh boy no be small thin oo. I taught I waz real until I saw d tag",fiction"
My heart was beating fast fast. This love thing sha
This is real nice
I love this drama, this is a great work. Are you an actress?
Wow, mum! This is so wonderful.
I love the expressions like it was all real, and you're as beautiful as ever.
And while sleeping, you look like a sleeping beauty( winks)
I hope you inpact these skills into your daughter too😘
Oh this story kinda made my heart skip.. Awwwwww, you're a lovely actor and once you debut i must come and watch. Aweeeeeesssssoooooommmmmmeee!!!👏👏👏
Lol @the sixth picture, what were you doing with the gas lighter? This was a beautiful write up and I almost pictured myself doing what the fictional character was doing but sadly I cannot fit into those shoes.
I must say, your creativity and acting skills are top notch, keep it up! Resteemed!
Wow! I love this.
Very entertaining.
But I thank God, you didn't do anything nasty, you would be behind bars by now. You should thank God you find out that your love is not and not the right person for you. Now you need to put yourself together and move on. Take heart
You're one crazyassbae. I had fun miss mimy..
This is creativity. Good write up. I commend you.
Well played picture fictional story. Dont try this at home. Knife is dangerous. :)
Jeez this is a masterpiece
I love your creativity with this especially using your own picture to make something this awesome...
Just go and be a director... its your talent
Speechless..
Beautiful story. Very creative
Waow
That was touching from the beginning
Nice write-up dear
I 👏 for u dear
Your love was so sweet to have turned out this way......this is a story that touched my heart.
This is the most intriguing and touching story I ever read on steemit! The pictures are also entertaining and they portray the mood almost excellently. Thanks for posting this.
Wow gurl! I love your writing spirit, I love connecting with writers too.
Mimy.... This is so creative!!!!! Wow
Funny, scaring and romantic