These words spread out as I looked at the signboard with my savageness taking over. My race to the town, angry without self control…
Natalia
I opened slowly my eyes slowly. I raised my eyeball at the window, looking at the sunrise. It was a indeed new day for me. My days these last few weeks have been challenging. My body movement had changed. I looked fatter. My mother nocited this uncertain changes but how was i able to tell her that i was pregnant for Edward?. I had to carry my shame for eternity.
I woke up in the morning qute weak and weary. Maybe it was due to the fact that the strange noises that I heard outside disturbed my sleep.the pandemonium and the bell woke me last night. I got up from the bed to find my father but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe he went out during the night due to the emergency bell. I couldn't understand what was going on, apart that some animal killed something or someone.
I was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast when my father burst into the house, feeling shaky and scared. That was weird because my father have never been scared of any situation, expect if the beer at the bar finished.
He would hit the table so hard with depression just for a beer. Well, I got to give it to him, he's a drinker.The roasted pork was laid on the table with some other delicacies on the side and some plates round the table. I was waiting for the hungry beasts to devour the food but they were scarce at the table.
I knew something was wrong. I heard whispers at the living room. The voices talked at a very low pitch and intensity. Sounds my parents were having a conversation. I sneaked through the living room, trying to hide from my secretive parents. I heard my father talking about an animal that killed a man at the mine. The news shocked me. wasnt the same animal from last night? It should have been caught already...
The morning sun was out.
The burning complexize sensations in my body. I dragged my feet along the dusty market road. It has been quite some time since I saw Edward. I could remember vividly about the last time we spoke three weeks which was still on the disturbing issue:
"So you are pregnant? for whom?" Asked Edward.
" Please, don't try to make any of this worst as it seems. it's you of course. Who else have tasted my apple?", I replied after a series of cries and tear unleashed from my eyes.
"This is a big nut to crack. It only happened once right?", asked Edward with a shocked appearance on his face.
"Yeah,and that ONCE has turned into a seed. I don't know what to do Edward. How do i explain to my parents that I lost my virginity to a..." I seized my words on account to what I shouldn't have uttered out but unfortunately, I seemed that Edward got the idea faster than I thought. Edward stands up, looking up to me like a ranging beast about to explode.
"To what?", yelled Edward in anger.
"That's not the issue at hand here, Edward", I responded as I turned my face away from him. Behind me, I knew he was boiling up in anger but due to some unknown scope I didn't understand, it sees like he was taking this all in a smooth pace.
"Speak up, there's nothing to be afraid", he spoke up quietly as he touches my cheek slightly with his hand. I felt so warm and relaxed at that moment. It seems that anytime he touches me, I get easily crippled by his touch. Now vulnerable to the core, I decided to tell him the truth.
"Hmmm… A stranger. All I meant to say was a stranger like you. No hard feelings love but my father will be so furious for what I have done", i replied, drifting back to my tears again. I took s choose look at Edward whom now parades the courtyard with his hand on his jaw. I guessed he was thinking about what I say. Maybe, I shouldn't have said that after all.
"It's just a word, nothing more", i replied with my mode now quenched by his looks but he simply ignored me to what he devised in play.
"I am not into than stranger, outsider whatever shit. The point is about your parents. What in the hell have I gotten myself into?", he responded with a huge scorn on his face.
"Same here. If this comes out to the public, I will be a total disgrace. Oh No!. This can't be happening to me!", i bent down to the ground, wailing out on the open like a woman suffering from grief and sadness. Edward paused for a while, staring at me sobing with teardrops rolling down my cheeks. I thought it was the end of the road for me.
It's official. I finally dragged my family name to the mud. As for Edward, he was mute. He has been in a trance all along. He looked at me once again, patting my back. I gazed at him with our eyes locked to each other.
I knew at that moment that he had a plan. His innocent facial structure gave me courage and confidence but that disappeared when he uttered those insane words of his.
"Let's run away together", said Edward as he looks up to me with his strange look he always had but I wasn't sure about this plan of his.
Run away? How was i suppose to leave my family and elope with a man? How in heaven's name would I ignore my ancestral home and run with Edward?
Sandroville means a lot to me and I wouldn't tear down my bond from the town. I couldn't settle with Edward's proposal. I bluntly denied and left his house under the gushy rain.
Indeed, three weeks had passed by since I last saw Edward but I try to live my life step by step without him bu my side. As my legs moved to and fro through the market with my neatly woven basket in my right hand, I began to purchase some items. lettuce, broccoli, spinach and some beans arranged gently inside my basket.
The hit sun continued to appear violent. I couldn't bear it anymore. I sat near a stall to shade myself from the merciless sun rays. Stressed out by the over-rated work at hand, I laid still for a moment. I began to recall all my past memories, the issue with Edward, parents, family and so on.
I was left off-guard in my well of thought until I started hearing some strange noise coming from the town. I thought it was just a mere fight as usual which occurs in the bar frequently whenever men are totally drunk and out of control.
I took it as a normal outbreak and returned back to my previous duty. It got to a point that I couldn't bear the noise anymore. The noise grew louder and louder each minute until it became unbearable.
Suddenly fromm out of nowhere, people dispatched on the run. Individuals from unknown places started running. They kicked every obstacle on their way. They couldn't even care less about the fruit stall or the grocery boxes right in front of them. They all just ran so fast without looking back.
Children, women, men and men animals ran to different angles. The market road was filled with fruits and vegetables scattered all over the place, perfumed with dust in the air. I took a closer look at the escapees.
I saw a reddish substance on their bodies with bite marks on numerous parts. I didnt know about the scars they bore but the reddish substance on them connots one thing:
Blood.
But who could have done this? Maybe a bear or a hyena but that doesn't stop people from running in large number across town, I wonder. As curiousity gripped my entire soul, I deci6to get to the root of the matter. I concluded to get a closer look at the core of this helter skelter.
As I approached towards the town, everywhere look silent as a graveyard. The dust contaminated the air so well that I could barely see. Smoke and fumes bombarded the atmosphere. I continued to drag my feet through the ground with my eyes and pace at alert.
I went forword with the knowledge that I was going to either my doom or grave. Every step I took made my belly twist. I didn't walk too far when I saw the creepiness laid on the outskirts of the town. Fear gripped me. My limbs went numb.
My heart stopped. My breathing increased. I could hear the cries of humans at every corner of the town. The mudy ground of the town was indeed disoriented. I looked up to my left which laid tons of doors broken beyond recognition and heaps torn clothes laid to waste.
On my right laid the bodies of my own people, crying and wailing on the ground in the thick, black smoke to the sight of the unknown
I stood still for a bit, with a scared looking face. This was no a bar fight. This was worse than a fight... and as the blood of my people rolled through the streets.
Sooner than expected, I finally knew today was the opposite of what I hoped for – A day of lament.