It's been two weeks already in my aunt's place. Two weeks of healing and trying to be strong again. My aunt has been a very big motivation to me ever since that terrible incident occured. Her words of encouragement strengthend me and am grateful to her for that, she will always be the best to me.
Maybe I'm ready to face my fears now cause am better and stronger everyday.
"Yeah, I'm ready."( I muttered to myself);I'm ready to face, fight and conquer my fears now. The days of drowning in my pain and misery has come to an end. The first step to that is visiting my old home, fixing a date for my parents funeral and lastly finding my younger brother. Just as Williams Shakespeare said "Extreme fear can neither fight nor fly. For me to avenge the death of my parents, I have to be emotionally and mentally strong and sound. Though it's going to be a tough one, I have this confidence and hope in me that I will find my brother and those who killed my parents. Trust me!! ,When I do that, "I will crush them". (I thought to me self).
"Arrgh!" I shouted as I noticed blood on my palm. I quickly washed off the blood and then tied a piece of cloth to it. "Gosh" I can't believe I cut my hand was I really that I angry?" I asked myself. Maybe this is a sign that I will succeed on this mission.
Soon I was done with my routines, I went downstairs to assist my aunt with breakfast and as usual she was already done with them.
"Urgh! I'm late again." I whined.
"Awwn! You don't really have to worry about been late to making breakfast or meals, you know I have always got this". (Aunt vera said passing me the tea cups).
"Drop those tea cups on the dining table you sleeping slug". She mocked me.
I took the cups and dropped them on the table, we settled down and started eating that was when I decided to let her know that my mind is made up and ready to visit my old home.
"Aunt vera" . I called and she looked at me.
"I think I'm ready to fix a date for my parents funeral and also I would love to visit the old house once again to get my stuffs". I announced.
"Wow! That's great news". She said. "I'm glad that you are finally picking up the pieces of your life now. When do you want to visit the house?" She asked smiling.
"Tomorrow or next infact whenever you are free ". I replied with mixed feelings.
"Ofcourse! am free Tomorrow". She replied with an assuring look on her face.
"Okay then tomorrow it shall be." I said as I stood up from the table.
I took the teacups to the kitchen, washed and kept them in the wardrobe.
I spent the rest of the day thinking about tomorrow's plan. I was happy and sad at the same time. I just hoped and prayed that things would come out well.
Just as time flies, tomorrow came. I woke up the same way I slept (mixed feelings). I did my morning routine. I got dressed then went over to the mirror to look at myself. Indeed I looked great, I have always looked great, though I lost few pounds but I still looked good though. I smiled at the mirror and said to my self "you've got this, you are stronger than this" And with that I left my room.
I was sitting on the sofa waiting for aunt vera to be done with whatever it was that she was doing. Soon she was done, she looked great in her black dress.
"Are you done Alex?" She asked me and then i nodded a yes to her.
We left the house and got into the streets, they were really beautiful but quiet. This was the first time I left the house since I got here. I realized how much I have missed and was not ready to loose or miss it again. We boarded a taxi to my house.
I panicked as we got closer to the house, my aunt held and squeezed my hand. I looked at her and heaved a sign of relief at least she is here with me. We got to the house, tried to open the door only to find out that the door was not locked and also saw some footprints on the ground. We quietly opened the door and walked into the building side by side.
"Hello is anyone there?" My aunt asked as she walked into the building. Her hands were shaking, I could notice the fear in her. I grabbed her hand and assured her we were fine. I looked at the floor and noticed there was still footprints on the floor, I traced the footprints to my room. I gently pushed the door open, I was shocked with what I saw, my bed was turned upside down, my wardrobe open and scattered, I continued to wonder what is it this person was looking for. I moved into the room, went over to my reading table and found the birthday note John made me on my birthday. There were tears in my eyes and also a smile on my face (mixed feelings). I was smiling because of the note, then crying because I might not be able to get these preety notes from him again. I missed my brother, I wiped my tears, grabbed my clothes and left the room for my parents room, it seemed like the footprints were everywhere. I got to my parents room, opened the door and looked into the room but my mum's bloody face flashed through my
Mind. I quickly closed the and ran downstairs panting and breathing heavily.
"What is it; Why are you breathing like this?" She asked me with a concern look on her face.
"It's nothing, let's leave this place; something doesn't feel right here" I said to her trying to calm myself down. I noticed my aunt was real terrified, she looked cute though with those looks on her face. We existed the building and left for my new home now.
Throughout the rest of the day I kept thinking about the footprints we saw at my place, I kept wondering what the person was looking for in my wardrobe, could it be the killers of parents were looking for me or maybe I had something in my possession that some people wanted. I couldn't help my confused and wandering mind, I went ahead to ask my aunt if she alerted the police and she said yes, she did immediately she noticed the footprints and open door. "So why didn't they come as we alerted them. There was something fishy about this whole thing, but I just flagged everything off by saying; the police will always be police they are never serious with their work.
Days ran into weeks and it was time to bid final Goodbye to my parents, the police gave us the permission to have them buried that they were done with whatever it was they were doing with their bodies, so we were waiting for results.
We were all dressed in black. Everybody was sober. I watched as the priest red the sermon, my eyes were already red from crying.
"God gives life and he takes it" the priest said in other to console us.
"That's a big lie" I said to myself; God did not take the life's of my parents, it was those fucking bastards and blood sucking demons I thought to myself as clinged my fingers and teeth. I could not wait for the investigation results to be out so that those murderers will be brought to face the law, they must pay for thier crimes.
Soon the priest was done with his long and boring sermon, it was time for us to say goodbye and drop flowers at their graves. My aunt held hands with me as we moved closer to the corpses didn't know how to feel but I couldn't control the tears that was running down my cheeks. "How could they be gone so soon, huhh! After all the promises they made to me and I also made to them. I felt like they told me lies, they shouldn't have died, now am left alone in this cruel world. I looked at my mum's face, she had a smile on her face, how could my mum be smiling, why the fuck is she smiling? couldn't she see that her lovely daughter was in pain because of her death? was she happy that she left me maybe that's what she thought to herself?. I grabbed her body and cried profusely. My aunt tried to hold me but it seems I was stronger than her then, I was violent; she had to beckon on other people to help her hold me down. I later released my mum's body dropped my flower and also did the same to my dad's corpse. We were all standing and watching them lay the body to the ground when I noticed a mysterious and strange person staring at me, I starred back a him and when he noticed I was starring at him, disappeared into the crowd. I tried to go after him when I heard my name, turned back to find out who it was that was distracting me and it was the police sergeant, sergeant mike.
" Miss Alex your presence is needed at the station he said to me.
I called my anty to inform her. She asked him if there was any problem and he replied
"We found out something, the results are out and we need you two at the station." He said as I looked at my aunt