Death Queen

Chapter 4

Diana

21 september, 12 years back, today, they died.
My mom dad left me in hell. They would have taken me with them but they left me alone.
Alone forever.

Even after 12 years, it hurts. It hurts to hell. I tried hard to lessen that pain but every time it just worsened.

My life had been hell for 12 years. It's like I was breathing but not alive. No feelings. No love. No friends. Just me. Only me.

Today, it was their death anniversary. 21.08.2016.

I was sitting in the club, at the bar stool having my 6th drink and now it seems like drink was working on me.

"Diana, hide in the closet and don't come out until I call you" my dad said while hiding me in closet.

"But daddy where is mommy? I want mommy." I cried in his arms.

"I will get your mommy back Diana. Bad uncle took her. So you have to hide in closet before bad uncle comes and take my princess too." He said shushing me.

"I will  wait for you and mommy. I love you daddy." I said hugging him tightly.

"Daddy loves you too my little princess." He said kissing on my forehead.

And shut the closet.

After few minutes, there was a bang and then crying and yelling .

I started shivering due to fear. My tears made their way to my cheeks.

"Mommy daddy come back please. I am afraid." I cried in the closet for like hours.

"Umm...excuse me lady? Are you okay?" A voice came from my left side.

I flinched at sudden voice that took me out of my thoughts.

I was totally occupied by my thoughts that I didn't noticed when that man came and sat beside me.
And from how long he was staring at me.

At that time, I just wanted to be myself. So, I  stayed in my position never moved nor blinked.

He stood up and turned to walk. Thank God! he was leaving.

"One more drink" I asked bartender.

Before bartender could gave me drink another man sat beside me on my right. I peeked at my side from my eyelashes. He was staring at me with evil grin. That blonde Punk.

Bartender gave me my drink and asked the man
"What will you have sir?"

That blonde turned to me and slide his hand on my waist and said with smirk "I will have...her."

Bastard. A**hole. I was losing my temper. I tighten my grip on my glass like that glass was his throat.

But I never moved because if I would have answered him, he would be dead. I was controlling my anger. That was the best thing I could do at that time.

But suddenly his hand jerked off from my waist.
From the corner of my eye, I saw the same man that was sitting beside me before.

He jerked the blonde man and that punk stumbled and fell on the floor.

Then that man knelt down to the bastard and I quickly stood and ran out of the club. I didn't want more scene.

I wanted to be alone but there was no way I would be by myself.

I went to my car and took my keys out of my clutch. My vision was becoming blur. Was that because of drinking.

I tried to open my car but my head was pounding and my vision was becoming more blur. I tried to focus but failed.