WHY ME?

WHY ME???

"You married Zuma...?"

Her face filled with pity and sympathy...but why?

" Yes... I did. I fought so hard to be with him even again Cedric"

" Well....he is happy with his family. I hope nothing goes wrong"

These words kept on echoing in my mind.. I can't help but feel something isn't right with Alice. She seems so surprised when I told her about my marriage to Zuma...guess she wasn't expecting it.

Am sure she had heard of Zuma's infidelity... which has gone far... and that shameless monster proudly admit it. Everyone has an eye of pity for me and am sure with time everything will be fine. But my guts isn't letting me rely on that.

I decided to see my one last hope of living... it's been a month since we last saw each other. She must feel bad and neglected...but surprisingly...she looks more beautiful swinging a sword in her hands

" A woman warrior...!" Our eyes met... I felt absolute pity for her...she has seen alot

"Took you long enough. Guess am no longer a disgrace in your eyes " She's good with words and a mastery of taunts and it hurts to see my own child using those skills on me...

"You misunderstood honey... I just needed time to get over you sister's death..." That was one more thing that kept me form her...

"Don't bother explaining yourself... I understand " she didn't look at me and form that I can see that she's angry towards me.

" Violet...come sit beside me...." She isn't a child that will willingly do something...she sat opposite me... and I chucked

"I gave the harp back to the owner..." She gulp down a glass of wine... and for staters I was surprised... drinking and....wait....??

" You what...?"

" I hate repeating myself...!" Rude, curious and....

" It was yours..." Zuma gave it to her years ago...why would she return it...?

" Temporarily.... I find things that can't last long very disgusting and life threatening..." She sounded like a complete stranger...not minding how hurtful the words might be...

"Did he take it back...?" Am sure Zuma would refuse to take it back...gifts aren't supposed to be taken away....

" Of course...it belongs to him anyway"

How could Zuma do something like this...? He said it back then and he really did it. I thought we had a special place in his heart... I sighed... looking at my daughter to see through her emotions but it was all cold and strong.. her eyes were full of wary and curiosity

"Do you want to ask me anything...." She looked at me keenly.. wondering if it's a trap...i smiled because I know that I hit the right button

" Who's my real father...?" I was immediately off balance.. how did she know about this...why would she even ask?

" What do you mean...?" Denial was the right cause of action at this point

" If you don't want to tell me... I'll find out myself. But the door is that way and don't you ever call ne your daughter...onec you walk out of here" such a huge punishment.. she begin to walk away

" Violet...wait....! " She paused in her footsteps... without looking at me....

" How did you get to know about this....?"

" I think your husband's obsession with males triggered my curiosity. I have done more than any of his males can do...so why the hostility...? Spill it out while am still patient!"

"It's not possible for one single curiosity to lead to this kind of interrogation...." I know she's lying to my face with her back turned

" Violet... answer me... I am your mother...!!!" Her silence was being upsetting enough

" So now you know that you are my mother when you gave me...a whole bastard to this foolish king of anthill who played with my innocence and naivety for so long... and you.... my dear mother...hid the truth form me for so long... making me hopelessly waiting for a change for my so called father....or have you forgotten how I questioned you before about this issue... don't try to deny it..."

There was no sign of anger... only acceptance,hatred and slow spine chilling cold. It was true...she did confront me about this..how can I forget. My hands begin to shake and stumbled on the table. She didn't turn her back...she didn't care...all she wants is the truth..

" Long ago....."

" Don't long ago me mother....who is my father? Am not interested in your tales at all...who is my father?" Her sudden change of tone was more scary.... So clear and harsh...

" Cedric...!"

" Cedric.. you mean...king Cedric of sky high...!" I expected her tone to be full of suprise... but it wasn't.. it was like she knew already

" Am sure you know his relationship with me..."

" I don't know and I don't care! All I know is that he is my father and worth finding... It's just a pity that I aided your fantasy all these years..."

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"How could you do this to me Cedric...am engaged...why?" Weeping was my only option...raped by my childhood friend isn't something my soon to be husband would appreciate

" You are a fool Vera...a big one... Do you think he's worth of your love, your respect and your body more than I do...? You are so weak and pathetic..."

" You are a traitor,a betrayal of our friendship.. you raped me...!!! I never believe that I could end up like this... after the death of my father everything was a total mess...it was only Zuma that stood by me...

"It's a good thing that I took the first and full slice of your woman hood... you'll come to regret it if it was that money... but I hope my seed in you will help you see things the way they are...."

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I wokd up having a strong headache and a strang of tear drops on my face. My talk with Violet really trampled on my emotions and I started to dream of what happened years ago with Cedric's last words echoing in my ear

" You are finally awake"

I look up to see who's there and it's obviously no other than him

" You slept so long... I was worried. You need to rest..."

"Thank you lord zuma..."

"Enough of this lord nonsense..." I obviously made him angry... that's what I want... I'll frustrate him till the end for his infidelity

" What's your problem? Have an issue with your brain...? Don't call me lord or king...! It disgusts me...call me something sweet and romantic...." His hands were folding my arms too tight and it begin to hurt

" Yes... Zuma" he relaxed a bit but his eyes were filled with anger and curiosity. Trying to read my mind,....not possible. He walked out to get some fresh air and I felt peace again.