b***h IN LOVE

It was morning. I saw nothing — only a man who looked nothing like a human. I woke up quite early, at least my alarm never went off. I leaned closer to see if he was real. But the truth is he was fake! I am a b***h! A blind one. I agree. Though, I was never physically blind, but my emotions were above blind. What would I have done? That is what makes me unique from other people. A blind b***h! At thirty six, I had a lot to fear and at the same time, I had weaknesses. I might die, who knows? But I was obsessed by a man who looked real but was fake. The man disappeared. Disappointed me got off from my bed and started some early morning exercise. Then, a girl who was neither my cousin not my niece barged into my room — My enemy! "Thou hath finally awoken. I thought thee might not. " Alexia said to the fifteen years old me. Though, I was not surprised. Everyone wanted me dead. "Why? You really hopeth I had died?" I asked in reply with a cold gaze. "Why must thou ask like thou knoweth not? Come downstairs for breakfast. At least, brush thy teeth before coming. " She replied in an annoying manner as she went back downstairs. I did not feel obligated to have breakfast that morning, but I had no choice. I had to go to the damn family breakfast. I didn't bother to brush up. I felt a damn stranger could not tell me what to do. I went downstairs and sat on a dining chair just to watch my grandfather staring at me. Oh! Did I say breakfast? That had never happened. Our breakfast was always war. It was not to eat, but to fight. It was named break- fast because it always took place in the morning and it was the first thing we got to eat before any early morning food. "Roy is getting married. " Grandmother said. "What? What do thou mean? Roy is already married. " Sister in-law , probably Roy's wife said. "I know. But he is getting remarried. Thou hath never conceived. I see no need why thou must continue to be in this family. " She replied. It was harsh. Anyway, it was always harsh. Grandmother was something else. "What do ye mean? I lived all my life trying to please thy intentions. I tried all my best to conceive thy grandchild. It was not my fault. I don't understand why ye must sayeth those words to me." She replied as she swung her hair. "I don't think I should repeat myself. I have the final command in this damn house. Ye who is not satisfied with it should stayeth not. Leave!" Grandmother concluded as she left the dining room. It was quite a day. I agreed with what grandmother said. Then that my brother was getting remarried, I saw no reason to live in the same home with two sister in-laws. I had to leave because I was not satisfied. I am Kira. A crazy b***h who sticks by her decision regardless of how small the reason is. I left home at fifteen. Clearly, I had no parents. They died when I was basically clueless. But, that made me happy. At the very least, I had no one to stop me from going. There is a basic rule that I follow. "Eye for eye, tooth for tooth. " I read the Bible a lot and I got to understand that. Of course, I had no where to go. But, I survived. I was sure that he would never let me die, he would never take it in. So, he knew I had to survive and protected me. If I fell, he held me still and treated my wounds. He patted me softly when I was wronged. But, what did that make me? Someone who needed love? Cut it out! I did not love him. I was a damn hot b***h! Or should I have said a psycho? So, it was normal for him to have fallen with me. I will prove that I am a b***h. _ "Mamamia! Justitia died? I believeth not. " Sayeth Judith, my co-worker. "You meaneth the law? Why would lady justice die?" I asked completely curious showing no emotions. "No. That is not what I mean. What I meant to say was that the director of Guild Appraisal died. " "Guild Appraisal? You meaneth the company who refused to pay off their debts? Their director died? Why would she?" "I am not sure. But it sounded schemed. Like she was murdered. Don't you thinketh so?" Judith asked. "My eyes are enough to reply you. But, I refuse to. She refused to pay my money and here you are looking for her killer. Either ways, she deserved it. Her name does not befit her. Justitia! That name was to make humans pay for what they did. But, she is a victim. I hope she rots in pain. It would be nice if I can see her corpse right now. " I replied smiling. "I understand that thou is very annoyed at her, but still she was a human. We should show pity as a result of her death. " "Pity? What's that? Is it that thing the strange unreasonable humans have? If I even wanted to exhibit that pity, I would never dare to do so on someone who was unreasonably daft and dumb enough to borrow my money and refuse to pay back and some very blessed young persons killed her. Wait, I should go meet them and appreciate them. If truly she was murdered, then the whole issue would be more interesting than I thought. Because, that is the person I was really looking for. A psy-cho-path!" I explained laughing. "What's wrong? Are you on medications?" "If she was really murdered, then the killer or killers might come on her funeral. I should go too. I really have to meet them. What kind of blessed person would do that? I really want to see her. " I replied still laughing. Yes, I got excited towards situations like that. You might want to ask me why I was like that. People come to conclusions that my behaviour was unpleasant and unwilling. And I agreed with them. Because I was a b***h. A bad one. Would I ever fall in love? Even with my character. I lived thirty six years of my life thinking like that.