A Peek of Her Past

"Stop it. Stop it!" She continuously said. The pain was still torturing her for almost fifteen minutes now. "GINEA!" She shouted her butler's name when she couldn't take it anymore. Seconds later, Ginea came rushing to her. "Madam!" She shouted and aided her. She kept on grasping her hair.

"T-this hurt likes h-hell." She faintly said. Suddenly, waves of images flashed on her mind.

"I love you the most." A man said. Her hold on her hair tightened. 'What is this?' She thought. She saw a blurry image of a man. She tried her best to see it clearly, but the image was immediately vanished. She tried to remember the image, but her head throbbed again. "Madam.." Her butler said, concerned on her state.

A few minutes passed and the pain was starting to subside. When the pain was completely gone, she weakly walked towards her bed and lay there. She breathed heavily, trying to get her energy back. She sensed her butler followed her. "I'm okay now, Ginea. You can take your rest." She exhaustedly said.

She noticed that her butler was having second thoughts if she will follows her order or not. She looked at her, then she nodded, a sign that she can handle herself. Ginea sighed and left the room.

When she was gone, Zehara closed her eyes, then tears flowed down on her face. "What is this now?" She uttered. "I was about to become one with him again. I've waited for almost two centuries. Why can't you let us be?" She exclaimed. She must have angered the deities so much to make her suffer like this.

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She blankly looked at herself in the mirror while she was combing her hair. "How long?" She whispered to herself. Regret flashed on her face as she reminisced the day of her rampaged. The reason why she has to endure this agony.

She tried to stop the two men who were fighting in front of her, but deep inside she was laughing as she watched them. This is what satisfies her, men fighting because of her. "She is mine." One of them said and punched the other. "No! She is mine!" The other said and fought back. The two continued on throwing punches. On the other hand, Zehara was still pretending to stop them. Her ego hiked up as they kept on fighting.

Another man came on the scene. She gasped as she recognized him, he is her latest toy. "What is happening here?" The man asked her. Her fake tears rolled down on her cheeks, and she shook her head. The man held her hand and was about to leave the scene with her when the two men who were fighting come into their front and blocked their way.

"And where do you think you are going with her?" One of the men said while the other one grabbed her latest toy's coat and punched him. Then, the three of them fought. She purposely knelt on the floor as she faked her cries. The crowd that was watching them was getting bigger and bigger. She peeked at the men and grinned. "These men are mine." She said in her mind, then she continued on crying.

She was crying when she came back to the reality, but this time it was real. "That ain't the worst." She said to herself. She had done worse than that and she was deeply regretting her actions. So many.. so many people died. And it was all because of her.