Fall to Rise

Ten

Waking up sore and dehydrated on a carriage that i over heard Reinard say would take me to his home in the city. The negotiation was now sealed and final.

The wheels of the carriage kept ruttling and i kept shifting off the covers I'd been placed in to rest.

And how my entire body ached like a furnace was over me, grilling me to the core. I just clenched my teeth so tight in attempt to escape the pain.

As we proceeded, the journey seemed so endless. And never had i ever stepped foot into the city before.

It was my dream but not in this way. This was brutal.

Taking a keen analysis of my body, I'd been dressed into fine neat clothing amidst the fresh wounds. Trying to make a good impression now!

This probably was mother's doing. She always made sure that even if getting food on the table was the hardest, she'd at least try to make it that our linen was washed every single day.

Its a motherly feature even if she was slowly becoming just like them.

My miserable family.

I dreaded to even see Father's face while I flitched in pain. That was his satisfaction indeed.

Hoping, deep down his happy his message was received. Surely received. And well appreciated for showing what an example he really is.

Thinking of, Mr Gwandi wasnt the right man to know that affection and love are not forced because he didn't suffer getting mother.

They had both loved each other the very fast time the laid eyes on each other. Literally he didn't suffer to wue mother because she didn't decline his marriage proposal the very fast time.

She loved him.

So who am I to just be tossed around into the hands of an old freakled man whose probably twice Father's age, to be his bride.

His item.

But I was tired of fighting. I gave up rebelling.

This pain was as far much more than even small niddle piercings if need be for comparison.

Nevertheless God is faithful. Those are Lucha's words. He always gave me hope when I am troubled.

"How God loves you,don't forget that," he consoled and I'd cry in his arms.

Maybe I needed to hold on to that.

His hope.

I am his hope. Because I knew he'd miss me and I missed him too. I missed his cuddles, his fights with me, the arguing, the negotiations between us.

But Lue was better off without me. I'd already caused him so much pain to adhere to all, all these years. Seeing me crying constantly year after year.

He was the brother I'd never trade for.

And I couldn't even imagine how I'd feel if father laid his hands on him. Struck him.

He was my little one since I was born first even if we're twins but being the man he was, he always took good care of me.

Ensured that am in better state of mind because living in Akwolle could make one go insane if one had no one to lean on.

I heard him.

My Lucha Gwandi.

And when this is all over,I'd come back looking for him.

He doesnt deserve passing through this path, that am moving through. He deserves much better. Crying!!