Hafiza: The Protector

CHAPTER 5

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𝙼𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚢𝚎
𝐋𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐟

𝙺𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊 𝚋𝚑𝚊𝚒
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨
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{I couldn't think of anything else😂😂}

Rafe Malachi Yaden

"I died because of you, you killed me! You killed my baby!" I heard screams echoing which made my heart beat erratically. My eyes took in the darkroom I was placed in which seemed so dark that I couldn't even make out my figure. I felt a tingling sensation on my back and swung around sweating in frustration.

"No, I didn't kill you, you-you died in an accident, I-I didn't kill you." My voice turned into a helpless whisper as I clutched my head.

I saw her covered in blood, her limbs twisted in different odd angles walking towards me with a crimpling smile.
"I died because of you, you killed my baby!" She screamed in anger as her eyes filled with a maddening desire to kill me.

"No! I-I didn't I cannot kill you." I whimpered clamping my hands-on my ears to block out her vicious voice.

"I loved you and what did you pay me with? You killed me! And it's only fair that I return the favour." She said as she took feeble steps towards me as tears of blood poured out of her eyes.

I tried to run but it seemed endless, I could feel my legs straining, could feel the hot tears of sheer helplessness running down my cheeks as I tried to run as fast as my feet could, I could feel my heart hammering so fast I was afraid it would stop beating. I saw a hole, so dark so big it could pull in a whole whale, I felt a gentle push and maniacal laughter and went tumbling down the dark hole.

And I woke up with a jerk, sweating and panting as I looked around frantically clutching my chest, there was no light in my room and dread filled me as the only thing I could feel was the cold air from the air conditioner. I immediately grabbed my phone and switched on the flash glancing around the room to calm my heart and when I felt everything in place I laid back down.

I could feel my nose redden and my heart pinched as tears lined my eyes, I couldn't help but sob into my hands in helplessness.

Nightmares weren't a frequent occurrence to me but they were there and when it came, they shook my whole system.

I couldn't close my eyes because I saw her trying to crawl towards me as much as I tried to avoid it my brain conjured different disturbing images which forced me to get up and leave the room as soon as I can so that I could distract myself.

I kept on walking aimlessly until I saw light streaming from the kitchen and smelled the delicious aroma of a homecooked meal. As far as I knew my mum didn't know cooking and the servants weren't allowed in the kitchen at this point of the night.

My stomach grumbled in protest when I thought of taking a U-turn to my room which made me rethink and I walked softly towards the kitchen. A woman in lilac satin nightgown stood behind the stove pouring something like a soup in a bowl and keeping it on a plate of flatbread.

(Do not wear satin clothes in the kitchen it can melt if you catch fire or due to heat and can stick to your body)

My mouth salivated just by smelling it but I expertly hid behind the pillars and waited until My wife on papers leisurely walked out.

Once I was sure that the coast was clear I walked quietly into the kitchen and opened the lid only to be struck by the delicious aroma of the soup. I pulled a spoon from the cabinet below and scooped some before moaning as it blessed my tastebuds I don't know much about her but this woman sure cooks like a MasterChef.

I was so into savouring it that I didn't hear the sound of feet padding until it was close and if I didn't think fast I would be caught. My heartbeat at the speed of Usain bolt as I bolted into the pantry just as my wife on papers walked in. I could see her glancing around in suspicion when she noticed the pot slightly uncovered but brushed it off as she picked her glass of water and walked away after switching the lights off.

I sighed in relief and couldn't understand the reason behind the fear of getting caught in my own house.

I was on my way back to my room when I saw her, Keira sitting in the garden area gazing softly at the dark sky, a moonlight glow on her relaxed face quite different from the usual frown or stern expressions on her.

My brain commanded me to move on look away, be on my way but my heart willed me to stay still, savour the sweet glances she was giving the gloaming sky and shining stars.

I have never seen someone so serene and tranquilised in darkness, basking in the gloaming sky as if it were protecting them, made them feel so secure as if it was their own.

I wanted to know what caused her to this extent that she preferred eating under the gloaming sky away from the eyes of the mansion or maybe she just preferred it that way, Her face held so many emotions yet her body language didn't shift just her eyes kept staring at the shining stars as if complaining, glowering at them. Her relaxed face displayed the pain she beheld.

I wanted the dark to protect me as it did to her made her feel so protected that she let out all of herself without fear.

It felt like hours I stood there but was only a few minutes, I gave her one last glance before moving on my way afraid of the dark, afraid that the dark won't provide me with the same warmness as it did to her, and I'll be left alone again.

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