YOU REALLY LOVE HER?
I don’t know what to do now as Jessica is scribbling the wall with the maker I bought yesterday. Should I struck her at the face so that she stop or just talk slowly, consoling her. I approach her slowly and put my hand on her shoulder.
She look back and push me away. I sigh and try to take the marker away but that make she feel angry.She hold my face and scribble my face with the marker. I can't stand this anymore.
God, help me. I push her away and then I slap her on the face. She fall to the floor and started crying but I don’t care. I kick her side and stop myself as she is screaming.
I take a step back in disbelief of what I have done. I approach her again but she pushes my hand away and try to run away. Good, now she is scared of me. I run after her as she went to our room to hide. I should be more patient.
“Baby…I’m sorry. I’m sorry….” I say as I draw near her again. She cries even harder and hide under the bed. I squat down and peek on her.
“Baby? I’m sorry…I bought your favourite ice-cream. I also got your favourite pizza…” I try to coax her but she push my hand away. I sigh and get under the bed too. She screams as if a 5 year old kid and I close my ear. That’s not a scream but a dolphin squeak!
She push me away and try to get out but I pull her leg. She kick my face and get out quickly. I swear my nose is now broken but I don’t care. I get out too and run after her. She went to the kitchen and take a knife. She swing it at me and I jump back.
“Baby! That’s dangerous! Stop it!” I yell and take the knife away from her when she is distracted by the ice-cream on the table. She give in just like that and take the ice-cream box. I put the knife away and touch her shoulder but she push me away, again.
“Don’t touch me!”
“I’m sorry…here, slaps me back. Hit me.” I say and take her hand and hit it to my face. She pulls her hand away and push me away.
“I hate you! I don’t like you! Go away from me!” she scream at my face and went to take a spoon. I stare at her and sigh again. I just watch her eat the ice-cream hungrily.
“Don’t eat this. Its mine. If you hate me, don’t eat my ice-cream!” I say and take the box away. She was bewildered at first, then she throw the spoon down to the floor, she sits on the floor and start crying again. I look at her and squat in front of her.
“The most common symptoms of Williams’s syndrome are mental disability, heart defects, and unusual facial features.”
“Baby…I’m sorry for hitting you. I promise I won’t do it again.” I say and caresses her face softly. She just look down. I put the ice-cream down and cup her face. She look at me and giggle.
“I know…my face look funny now. You scribbled it, remember? Now…do you forgive me?”
She nod and give me a peck on the lips. I smile and pull her up from the floor. I lead her to the dining table and open the pizza box in front of her.
“Take your dinner first then you can eat the ice-cream, okay?”
She nod again and take a slice of pizza. I take the ice cream box and keep it in the refrigerator. I sit beside her and wipe my thumb gently on her cheek where I slap earlier. She just keep eating and ignore me. I wrap my arm around her waist where I just kicked and kiss her shoulder. She chuckle when I trail her neck slowly.
“That tickle!” she chuckle as I play my tongue on her ear.
“Eat up…” I say as I stop kissing her. I pat her blonde hair and take a whiff. I love this girl in front of me despite of what she suffers from. It was a year ago…
