THE CURSED QUEEN

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Guysss it's your yeye author again.
I have been having some real shitty writer's block, just struggling to get it together.
This is not my best chapter, I could have done better and I will in the coming chapters but for now bear this one with me.
Love y'all 💞

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Killing has never been a problem for me, just like tonight, I killed an old bastard. My papa ordered me to kill him, I really didn't care enough to ask who he was or what he did. It was not my place to know. Papa tells me to kill and I kill, no questions no complaints.

I have never cared enough to know if they are innocent or not. I am a murderer, I know that. I was raised that way and I didn't care that I killed people.

So what is this feeling? I hate it so much. Betraying my friends, snitching on Melanie who has been nothing but a good friend to me.

I really hate doing this, but then I am on a mission. I can't afford not keeping up to papa's expectations. My dad does everything for me, to make sure I am safe. He raised me without my mama, taught me the life of an assassin.

I have killed lots of people that I have lost count, and I have never for one day felt any ounce of remorse. Everyone that died by my sword deserved it. They were bad enough to make someone hire an assassin to kill them, so I did it with utmost pleasure.

I always felt they were all evil, indeed some of them were, but Melanie is not like that.

Is this really about Melanie?

My subconscious spat at me. It is..... No it's not. It's about a certain boy.

All my life I have never crushed on any one. But when I met him, I tried, I really tried to keep my distance. He is such a persistent bitch. He wormed his way into my heart and now I can't take him out.

I am in love with my current enemy, betraying her would have been much much easier, painful but easier nevertheless. Now he is in the picture, I can't betray her without betraying him too. He loves Melanie so much that it hurts.

I can't bring myself to betray him. I love him. But, in the end love is never enough. Love only leads to death, pain and destruction. It happened to my mama and papa.

They loved each other so dearly, and look where it got them. I can not let love come in my way, I have to obey papa at all cost.

I can't love him, I don't even deserve to be loved nor do I want it. If he found out who I am, he would hate me for eternity. So I must do my job.

I walk into my house, locking the door right behind me. Blood drips from my hands to the floor, they are not mine of course. I head up to my room and change from my outfit which is all black to something else. I am not hungry, but I have to eat else papa would get mad at me.

I quickly microwave the pasta I made earlier and ate. On my way to my room, I saw papa sitting on the couch. He doesn't live here, this is my fake house.

"Papa," I said, shocked to see him. I quickly bow my head to show respect.

"Poison, I haven't heard from you. Who is the next target?" he asks, I gulp down air.

He stares intensely at me, I bow my head unable to look him in the eye.

"Don't tell me you are getting attached to anyone there." he spat in disgust, I blink back the tears threatening to fall because I know letting them down means punishment.

"No, papa," I said firmly. I can't let stupid feelings get in my way now. My papa comes before anyone, and if he says Melanie must die with the rest, then so be it.