"Wanna know a secret?" She asked, tossing her hair back.
I nodded, bringing my ear forward so she was only an inch away from me.
"You were always my worst kid" she whispered harshly into my ear, spitting on my face.
I slowly backed away from her only to hit the wall behind me.
I knew what this meant.
Her face was steaming with anger now and my arms were trembling just by looking at her.
"How many times have I told you to wash your own clothes, not leave them on the floor for me to wash!" She roared, stamping closer to me.
Her nostrils were as big as her eyes and her eyes were as big as a bulb.
"B-but-t I don't know how to!" I mumbled in fear, fear that she was going to kill me.
"You are so useless, Aisha! You can't do anything right! Which is why I think you should be the one to do it!" She looked at me with soar hatred.
My heart stopped.
"No, mama please! I'm sorry! Please don't make me do it!" I cried, wiping away my tears.
"You will do it and if you don't I will make you and break you until you finally give in to our culture" she threatened, as she rose her hand in the air to slap me.
"No mama! It's so wrong! Why can't you see? Why can't you see that hurting innocent people along with myself is so wrong! They haven't done anything to you! They are innocent children mama! This is not what god wants us to do! So I won't do it! You can make me or break me, but I still won't do it!" I was sobbing uncontrollably now, more at the thought of me doing that horrible sin.
Her face reddened and blew up like a round tomato.
"I want you gone, I want you dead! Why can't you understand? That this world doesn't want you! No one likes you! No one wants to help you!" She screeched in my ear as tears spilled down my cheek.She grabbed my hair and bashed my head against the wall, making me collapse onto the ground. She then began kicking me continuously, in every corner of my breaking body.
"No! Mama please! I beg you! Stop!" I screamed, as she took a blow on my chest " ow! Mama no!"
Every limb in my body was aching now, to the point where I didn't want to live anymore.
I screamed and screamed. But she wouldn't stop.
Maria and Aneesa watched from the stairs, but they didn't stop her.
Dad watched from the garden, but he didn't stop her.
Because I guess I was nothing to them.
That's all I was to them, nothing.
"I hate you so much! I will always hate you! You were always the ugliest! You were always the most innocent!" She screeched, grabbing my face and punching my nose as I screamed out in pain.
I had bruises all over my legs and face now, just hiding all the bruises and cuts from underneath.
Blood dripped down my face as I let out a shriek.
My vision began to get blurry and I was feeling light-headed.
"Mama?" I heard Maria say
Any string of hope just lightened now. She was going to make her stop. She was always my favourite sister. I knew she always loved me secretly and hated to see me in pain.
"order me the new nike trainers, I left the details on your bed!"
My heart dropped along with my face, any strings of hope I had left were now demolished along with my innocent soul.
"Ok babe," Mama replied, taking a pause to look up and smile at her.
I heard her skip back upstairs.
She continued to take blows to my face, her fists connecting with my face.
I tried to push her off me, but she was too strong. She was always stronger than me.
She continued to kick me out of useless anger, anger because I didn't want to do the wrong thing, I didn't want to kill innocent people along with myself.
Because any other 9 year old wouldn't normally be forced to strap a bomb around their waist.
Maria, who was also 9, and Aneesa, who was 13 weren't getting forced to do it.
So why me?
"Why me?" I asked her, my eyes almost closed now "Why me"
And then I met darkness.
***
I woke up on the floor of my bedroom, unable to get up let alone move.I grabbed the bed for support only to be pushed back down because of my aching bones.
I slowly lifted myself up, letting out a shortened scream.
I lay back down, giving up.
What I was feeling was indescribable, it felt as if a car kept running me over as someone strapped me down onto the floor.
And when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, my room door creaked open.
I looked at him in fear.
My dad looked back at me, smiling.
He was here to take my innocence away once again, while I couldn't move, while I couldn't scream,
While I couldn't fight back.
And just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse,
It just did.
***
It was her. It was Maria.
But it's not possible. How could she still be alive?
Unless... it not her, it's her ancestor.
Nows my chance to get revenge.
For all those years she watched me get abused by mother and father, and didn't do anything.
"Angel, are you okay? It must be so cold out there! Come in!" She opened the door fully, letting me in.
You know what they say..
"In every angel, a devil hides"
Chapter 10 was really hard to write but I felt like I needed to include this chapter so things made more sense. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and congratulations if you have made it this far. Also I am sorry for the late chapter, it's been a busy week.
Bye !!
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