The Next Tomorrow

HER 3

Devi's Pov.

Obviously, finding out someone was there to help me was very amusing. To be frank it's shocked me. I never knew he would be against her. But being partners made me relax. Relax too much that in just some seconds, Mara was released from jail. I went back to square one. But the assurance he gave me sealed everything. I quit going to school for some time because I was scared that will remember everything again. How she fell, The Scream in the devastating picture of her falling down just couldn't erase from my mind. Especially with those dreams I kept having. My grandpa couldn't take me staying home every time especially without telling him what was going on so I had to go back to school that was when I saw her all over again being clingy with the Delvis. She had

broken up with Caleb and was now officially with delvis. The hatred came all over again. How many people does she wants in a life? Did she want all the boys in the whole wide world following her? Delvis was like a lost puppy always following her. People wouldn't stop pointing hashtaging and posting it all over their social media. I couldn't face it anymore. It was almost time for us to write our final exams. But couldn't concentrate. I was terrified was I going to fail this exams? So I resulted to something very interesting. I took my dad's alcohol one day and it was just fun the more I drank it. The burnings sensation that went down my throat was better than the screams of Raquel every evening. So I ended up being drunk everyday not going to school again. Feeling pathetic and lonely, I decided to go back to Mara. She was my only hope. I didn't have money and

grandpa wouldn't stop bothering me.
That day I picked up my purse and dressed up to go to her house. I picked up a bolt and got there a little late. It was a Saturday and the road was choked with  heavy traffics at all junction, typical Ghana. As I walked into the house, I saw Aunt Claire and Stella talking. I waved at them and went past them. Aunt Claire tried to talk bit Stella held her down. " What is she doing here?!" She snapped at Stella but I was long gone. I went up the stairs to hear voices. It was Mara and Delvis. She was giggling all around and he was making sounds behind his throat. I walked a little faster to see what was happening.  There, Mara and Delvis were sucking at each other's faces. He had his hands firmly gripping her ass. She just kept grinding him. Without the shame she never has. I was devastated at the sight. All I needed

was alcohol. Why will Mara do this to me. She took the Delvis, my happiness, my good dreams and made me a murderer and a drunkard too. What bad did I do her. Angry, I left , walking quickly out with tears dropping. "Oh look, she's back. Is she crying? How sad, at least Mara finally got the sense" Aunt Claire said.  I shook my head and left.
I didn't have money to go back home so I had to walk. My only hope was Mara but she turned on me. My feet were hurting my heart was hurting my whole body was hurting but all I could think about was how she was grinding on him. And he seemed to enjoy it. That's annoyed me the most. I was finally home by 10:00 p.m. I went to see grandpa standing on the porch looking all worried." Where have you been, Devi?" He snapped.  "I was worried sick!" He added. "Spare me the crap old man, let me

through " I snapped when he blocked the path.  " You listen to me when I talk young lady! This is Ghana,  not your Florida you go to everytime when your mother was here. So you supposed to respect me. Your elder!" He snapped. I looked over at him and hissed. Getting into the house. Grandpa is allegic to pineapple, so we always stayed away from it. But I was just craving for some. So I bought some on my way home. Sick move, but I didn't care. " Are those pineapples?" He asked. I ignored him and munched on my pineapple. He sighed and left. " Yeah, you do that old man. You don't want to die" I laughed. I took the alcohol and drunk it with the pineapple. ' Yes she killed her!, yes she did!' Mara was chanting again. I covered my ears. " No!, no I didn't " I sobbed. " Yes you did, you are such a pathetic granddaughter. I hate the day they gave

birth to you." Grandpa said. "Nooo!" I woke up fron the dream. I was sweating and smelly. I took my alcohol and pineapple to go upstairs. I then heard grandpa's soft snores. I entered his room to see him peacefully asleep.  " So you are here, sleeping peacefully,  while you torment me in my dreams?" I shouted.  The snore seized,  meaning he was awake. " Devi?, what's wrong? Do you need anything?" He asked.  " I want your old ass out of my way!" I screeched.  I went to him and shoved the pineapple in his mouth. He tried to spit it out but I sat on him and pushed his mouth shut. " Yes, how do you feel being suffocated?, huh grandpa? Tell me!" I snapped. He muffled and struggled beneath me. That gave me joy so much joy. "De...vi" He winced. I pushed more down his throat laughing hard. The movement seized. "That's good. You are

finally queit..." I left his room quickly crying. What have I done? He was dead...



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