Lion's Pride

Chapter 1

 

D . a . n . i . e . l . l . e

          THE FAMILIAR, TRANSPARENT BUBBLES OF MY tears kept forming at the bottom of my brown eyes, welling up like the caged emotions inside of me that so badly wanted to come loose. The natural hair on my head sat carelessly strewn into a high bun with matching, just as messy, edges. To others in the world if they could see me right now, it seemed as if I didn't care about my appearance. I would have to agree with them at this point because the truth is when you've been hurt as many times as I have and been through as much bullshit as I have, you learn to not give two fucks about how you look. You'd appreciate finding matching clothes more often, coming across a decent clean shirt, even getting out of bed in the morning time. No one said life was made hard and no one said it was a cake walk either.

          It just so happened to be another usual rainy, lonely Thursday night following an even more familiar lonely morning in my modern mini mansion. I ended up purchasing the house close to almost year ago with hopes that I would turn it into a loving home. Those hopes shortly dispersed after only 4 months of being here. It seemed as if the man I was so in love with just didn't share the same dreams I had. Light cool grey tone colored walls with white finishes surrounded me as I nursed a glass of dark, blood red wine. When it came to drinking such a sophisticated beverage, the older it was to me, the better.

          I needed this drink in particular with much drive for the special occasion I thought would mean something more than it did. My eyes seemed to be fixed on something in the distance now that I myself couldn't even put a name to. The mind inside my body was too far gone for me to understand the things around me. I wore black sweats on my lower half and matching black socks on my feet that didn't help with the cold drift coming from down below.

         I finally get the strength to tear my teary eyes away from staring into nonexistent space. I come back to reality just then, the device beside my goosebump covered arm sitting and glowing. Again, my senses wander crazily and find themselves wanting to focus on the text that came through to my phone from an unknown number. It had been a while since the sender of the message reached out to me in hopes of a response. The black typed words on my brightened screen were taunting and inviting me to do some bad things I had never done before. Those bad things I thought of were directed to a human being that I believed loved me until the end of time just the way that I had loved him. I was wrong in every aspect of that small theory though.

Unknown | Sorry it has to be this way. I didn't want you to find out through me but, Kane and I are having a baby. It was conceived last month which makes me a little over three weeks pregnant. I am only reaching out to you because he need to support his child. My name is Janice, his baby mother and I whole heartedly respect if you hate me but don't excuse Kane from his child. Again, sorry for telling you this in such a way. |

Received: 3:27 pm

           A mere five hours ago, that very text message was delivered to me. The sun was still high in the sky and birds chirping along with the wind. It is going on nine o'clock at night right now and those same birds have long gone and the silence of the night replaced their presence. It was cold and wet outside. The rain pouring down heavily upon the grounds below. I could blame Mother Nature for her behavior with the muggy atmosphere at this time but I didn't because her emotions matched mine and I needed that.

          Kane, the man that I have been committed to for the past 8 years had yet to walk through the doors of my house with those black work boots and soggy white paint stained overalls. He is the only man that I have ever known and from the looks of it, he won't be for long. Kane took liberty in housing me at the young age of 16 almost 17. If my mother hadn't taught me already, he did the honors of teaching me to be a woman. Kane taught me right from wrong and up from down in every situation that my dad hadn't already installed in me.