TRAPPED

QUEEN IN WAITING

AMINA.

If you love something you have to be ready to fight for it tooth and nail, and there was no way I would give up my Hakeem that easily, he was my fresh start, my new page and I wouldn't let go no matter what.
Why else would I endure the annoying and tiresome trainings his mother and some other women were putting me through?.
When I was two years old my father died and it was all my mother's fault. He had caught her cheating on him and he killed himself, six months later my mother got married to her lover and he became my father, I was too young to really know what was going on and my stepfather cared for me like I was his own. That was until I turned sixteen, my mother had died of heart failure when I was twelve and it was just me and my father. When I turned sixteen he started molesting me, that was when he told me the truth about my real father and I was broken. Even though he never raped me he would finger me forcefully, touch my breasts and ass and he would make me suck his cock, he would screw my mouth until it hurt to breath. I knew it was only a matter of time before he took my virginity and I didn't want to grant him that honor and satisfaction so I became a slut and would sleep with anyone at school. This continued until I went off to college at eighteen years, even during the holidays I wouldn't go home but would shack up with men who were more than eager to have me in their beds, I was hot and I knew it, I even started modelling once in a while.
When I was in my final year of school my girls and I got in trouble at school and we got suspended, the Dean had already called my father who came and picked me up.
He kept on scolding me and saying he would discipline me once we got home and I knew what that meant, there was no way I was going to let him touch me again so I started fighting for the steering wheel telling him to let me out, why had I even agreed to go home with him??. We were fighting for the wheel when we swayed and collided with another car then went on to hit into a truck.
Thankfully the police put the blame on the other guy because he had been drunk but we couldn't let them prosecute knowing that we were also at fault. Hakeem was just fined and released. Seeing my father in a wheelchair was so damn satisfying, I knew he wouldn't be able to abuse me anymore and that accident brought Hakeem into my life. He was so caring and would visit regularly, even though I knew he was being ruled by guilt I didn't care, I had fallen for him and wanted him for myself.
But even after we started dating he always hesitated to introduce me to his family so I decided to play on his guilt, I started poisoning my father and would tell him that it was the effects of the accident and when he finally died Hakeem was distraught, he promised to take good care of me as we buried my father, he was all I had now and it was time for me to start afresh. He told me that his parents would give me a hard time and probably be against our relationship and so we got married before heading there.
Hakeem hadn't told me about Kira and when I found out I was really pissed but then he explained to me and assured me that he didn't love her and hadn't even seen or spoken to her since childhood and I was happy about that, I was happy Hakeem had my back.
But that day, the day of Liam's coronation I couldn't help feeling a bit jealous, I was slim and tall and always knew I was a gorgeous model but when Kira entered in a spectacular black dress which hugged and showed her curves perfectly I couldn't help feeling a burning sensation in my chest. She looked so gorgeous and men couldn't keep their eyes off of her, Hakeem included. Feeling irritated I nudged him in the side and he looked down at me.
"What? "He asked and I frowned
"Stop staring...I wanna dance " I said to him and dragged his ass to the dance floor then held him close making sure Kira saw us, her facial expression was blank and I couldn't tell if she was upset or not.
"You okay ?" Hakeem asked me
"Of course, why wouldn't I be when am dancing with my prince? "I put on a fake smile but even when he had me in his arms he couldn't stop stealing glances at her.
The ceremony was beautiful and when that gold crown was finally put on Liam's head and he stood up, everybody bowed to their new king and it was really wholesome , I had never witnessed something like that before. Liam addressed the crowd and made a speech, thanking everyone who had come and hoping his people would respect him like they had respected his father, he promised them greatness and they were in awe, he had this charisma and aura of authority around him . After the speech he instructed for the merry making to continue.
Some maidens started dancing, entertaining the guests while drums were being beat. I looked at Liam and he had his eyes on Kira who was talking to his sister, I saw him excuse himself from some prince he was talking to then headed her way, she curtsied with a smile then Liam took her hand and they started dancing. Hakeem's grip tightened on my hand and when I looked at him I saw him clenching his teeth, he was really angry and I couldn't understand why until I followed his line of sight and saw what he was looking at, was he really jealous of Kira dancing with Liam?? Why the heck was he jealous??. I nudged him but he couldn't even feel anything because he was too focused on them to even pay attention to me and that really upset me. I yanked my hand away from his and that's when he looked at me, his face still frowning.
"What the heck is going on with you?"I wanted to yell but I couldn't because we were in public and I didn't want to disrespect him and cause a scene.
"Nothing.. Just.. Kiss me "he said and pulled me closer by my waist and his lips landed on mine. What was wrong with him?? Not that I minded him showing such affection in public but he wasn't even invested in it, his eyes were still on her and that enraged me, my breathing quickened and I felt the urge to kick him in the balls, how dare he use me to make her feel jealous, why was he even trying to get her attention?. I furiously broke away from the kiss and he looked at me with surprise registered on his face ,he couldn't believe I had pushed him off.
"How could you? "I questioned him as my eyes became watery
"What's wrong? "He asked foolishly and that made me even more angry
"You're using me to get her attention! Why the heck are you even looking at her?!"I questioned him, I wasn't shouting but my voice was firm and he could sense my anger.
"I am not trying to get her attention.. You're misinterpreting things my love. You know I love you and always will You shouldn't be threatened by her" he told me and I smiled at him to assure him that I believed him but I really didn't, not even one bit, I don't know why but he was slipping away from me and I couldn't have that, was it because I was now pregnant?? Had I become repulsive?? But I wasn't even fat yet, it was just as couple of weeks old. No, it couldn't be me, maybe Kira was doing something to him and I had to push that bitch back in her lane before she ruined my happily ever after.