The Power Of Love And Vengeance

Chapter Three

      I woke up to the sound of rustling of things. My mind hadn't caught up to the events of last night yet. I felt weak and helpless. I felt like I had ran a marathon only a truck to run me over and over.

     My eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them. They felt like someone had put plaster on top of them. I slowly opened them one by one and was met by a bright light. I thought that God had ended my misery and I was in heaven.

       I tried to sit up which was really painful by the way and took a look at my surroundings. There was a racoon rummaging through a trash can, and there blood on the floor around me. My dress was bunched up around my waist, and my panties were torn to shreads right by my feet.

     There was a white sticky substance together with blood oozing down from between my legs. I looked like was violated by a wild animal. That was when my mind decided to catch up to me. All the memories and flashbacks of what had occurred the other night flashed before my eyes.

     Tears started coming down my eyes like they were a dam that was just waiting to break loose. I thought that I was in a nightmare but indeed I was the nightmare. I felt like my soul was ripped from my body and I was lifeless.

      I could not believe that this was happening to me. My life had just been a disappointment full of misery ever since my twin died. I cussed all the God's, my parents, siblings, and even Aiden. I did not know why all of this was happening to me.

     I cried and cried for so long. I cried until tears ran out. Atleast that was what I thought until more started falling down again.  Every  tear felt like a rain parade from hell. I sat there in my blood and thought of what I was going to do. I had no one and I needed to go to the hospital to get myself checked.

      After sometime, I stood up. My feet felt like Jell-O. I took my already ruined pair of panties and cleaned myself up as best as I could and discarded them. I walked slowly and carefully out of the alley because my body was in a lot of pain.

       I walked around until I found a diner. I needed to use the restroom urgently so I entered. Everyone was staring at me as if I had came from another planet. I couldn't blame them though, I looked like pure shit. My hair was in disarray and I had tear streaks running down my cheeks.

       I walked slowly to the counter and there was an old lady who was staring at me with sympathy in her eyes as if she could read my mind. "How are you dear? How can I help you?" She asked me in the most gentle voice I had ever heard. I mean all my life I was used to people being mean to me. Even Aiden who I trusted with my whole heart betrayed me.

      "I uh I um  can I get a glass of water? I don't really have any money on me right now." I told her embarrassed at how she was looking at me like she already knew that. " That's ok sweetie. You look like you need more than a glass of water. How about a cup of coffee and some cookies . They're on the house. "She smiled at me.

     I started to walk away and find a table to sit at when she called out for me. "And sweetie, the washroom is that way if you wanna use it. Just saying ." She flashed me a kind smile. " Thank you." I told her grateful for her assistance

      I slowly made my way to the direction that she had pointed at. I found the washroom,  rested my back against the door and released a tired breath through my nostrils. I turned around and looked myself in the mirror. I looked absolutely horrific.

      My hair was all over the place, my eyes were puffy from all the crying I had done and I has tear stains on my cheeks. My dress was crumpled and dirty. I looked like I had gone through a shit storm. But in reality, I really did go through a shit storm .