She Was Wrath!

One!

Seven Years Later.

"Excuse me, ma'am, we are here."

I looked out through the windows, the jet was still high in the sky, but my destination was knocking. I nodded at my waitress and breathed in. I will soon be in the territory where I was seven years ago, where everything changed my life. I don't know if coming back here is going to change me again.

Today is the day I lay my dad to rest after suffering from mild pneumonia for two years. I never saw him for seven years that I was away. Seven years of just watching his CCTV videos to make sure he is fine. His doctor helped me get some videos of him through the CCTV because Alexander put tight security on him. He never allowed any nurse to go into his room with a phone. The only thing she managed to sneak were his expensive Marlboro cigars.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to shout and ask God why but then I remembered this was the chance that I had been begging for. It has presented itself in a silver platter and all my tears go back to their hidden place. I haven't cried for seven years, all I have done for the seven years was work hard.

I took a short course and enrolled for my university education in arts and fashion design. I have been honoured by a big fashion house but that was not the dream. The dream was to present my project that is coming to life. All the pieces that will be showcased will be in honor of my father and mother, I hope they go as planned.

"Mum," I look beside me and the apple of my eye is looking at me, his eyes wide open. His blonde hair was so wavy but he knew how to tame it, hold it back, and have a professional look, call him Zuriel, he has been with me for seven years, crying, fighting to make it in this world.

"Hello baby, we are here," I say to him and all he does is open his backpack. He takes out the brown box with coconut trees on it. In the box are the Molboro cigars that my dad loved. That is the only thing that Zuriel knows about his grandfather. When he found out about him, he yearned to have him play with him, and read him a book but that never happened still he loved him, and he would sit beside me while we watched his videos. Telling him that he is no more, broke him, he cried and closed himself in his room.

"Will I see him?" He asks as he caresses the box. I place my hand on top of his and nod. He smiles and hugs me. I hug him back.

The jet stops and we are ready to go down but Zuriel stops me, "black eye patch?" He asks.

He has stitched a lot of eye patches for my eye that was hurt. He pairs them with the clothes am wearing. Today it's black, he lifts the satin eye patch and places it on my eye before caressing the scar on my cheek, "You look good," he hugs me and I say thank you before hugging him back.

He is my strength when I don't have any, he is my pillar, even though he is young on top of it, he is bright and cheeky. He fixed his suit and ran the first to the door but my bodyguard signaled for him to stand back because they had to access the area first.

After they are one, he takes one stair at a time slowly until he gets to the last one. I follow him. Zuriel makes me proud, he makes me realize that all the efforts I made were not stupid or worthless, they were worth something.

On the last stairs, Liam walks to me, he came in yesterday to prepare everything before the final burial. He explains how my schedule will go and what I need. I thank him and he moves to Zuriel. They are close. Zach and Liam have played the act of a male figure in Zuriel's life and he gets the opportunity to do anything with them that a boy would want to do with his dad, I am always grateful.

The first place we head to is the funeral home, where my dad is laid. I wanted to be the one to see him before we did the final work. I instruct Zuriel to remain behind with Lima as Zach and I walk to the morgue.

"It's okay, Zach, I will go in alone." I stopped Zach as he wanted to go in first. Instead, I had him my coat and walk in. The undertaker tells me where he is and I walk in. He is already inside a casket. Surprisingly, his hands aren't up the way they used to be and her head is not falling back, instead, he is sleeping like a normal person, as if he is not dead yet.

A tear rolled down my cheek. As much as I didn't want to cry, I couldn't control myself. This was the last place I cried and I promised myself never to cry again. "I am sorry Dad, but am back, I will make sure I get the justice that is needed "

I pulled out the box of cigars and placed it beside him. I know this is the only thing he would have wanted as much as he didn't talk during his last days, but his nurse said that he missed me a lot. I am happy that he always thought about me.

"I am sorry Dad, sorry that I didn't come to visit you for all those years. I regret it every day. You have a grandson now, his name is Zuriel. I don't know the dad yet. I know you said you would be happy if I got kids in wedlock. Sorry, I couldn't fulfill that promise. I don't promise to get married though, but he has two good men he can rely on. I will miss you, please, say hi to Mon and tell her that, the chance that I was begging for so much seven years ago is here and all that I need is your guidance to scream and fight this." I placed a final kiss on his forehead and left.

"I thought I told you never to show your face here?"

I stopped in my tracks and looked back at the person speaking. Alexander, the man who sneaked me out of prison because they didn't find any evidence on me threw me out in the desert to rot because he thought he would get justice by doing that.

"It's my father, I am here to give him a good send-off, so mind giving me some space, your presence here is threatening my peace," I said to him.

I was not afraid to look at him. His dull face had wrinkles all around, you might confuse him for a fifty-year-old man, and his clothes are wrinkled. Why is he so shabby here?

He started moving closer but Zach was too quick to stop him. He looked at Zach's built body and then at me. He creased his brows and started moving but Zach pushed him behind.

Ma'am, are you okay?" Zach asked one hand on Alexander's body and the other one reaching for his gun.

"It's okay, Zach, he is an old friend, I am okay," I told Zach but he was not satisfied. He went ahead to search him.

"Call me in case of anything, I am out here," he said and got out. I didn't have anything to do in here anyway, I asked him to wait for me and I stepped outside but Alexander's voice stopped me, "What are you doing here, Vee,"

"If I remember well, my inheritance is here and I have come to take what is rightfully mine, don't get on my way"