MONSTERS (Z. M)

Chapter 5

Hillary/ the president.

"Thank you all for being here . For the last two months, all  of you, have shown and  proved to me what true friendship really is." pausing, my eyes scanned for Dr. Richard who was in charge of falsifying the results of the autopsy.

The test had to show that she had been knocked around a couple of time. She forced my hand. You don't just threaten someone with taking his children.

They were my life, I gave her everything, the life of a queen but she still wanted to leave me, just because I was the president and had to make a few compromising decisions.

She called me selfish, sef-centered and a monster. I didn't want to hit her,she just knew the right words to say to make me lose it. It started eleven years ago and not a day went by without me being cowardly enough and hitting her.

But then again, she was stubborn, mother of all stubborn.  That was the  part that she passed down generously to my daughter. Good grief that girl was trouble, and once she set up her mind on something, she stopped at nothing to get it.

It had been two months and that girl had not said a word to me. I have begged but nothing. I sent her someone, the best shrink money could buybut nada, all she kept doing was play tricks on her poor shrink, and it killed me.

I loved all my children but my little girl, she was my life. She was special, A miracle if I may say.

"We have mourned for months, paid respect for my late wife but now, life has to go on. I have to be there for my children." I continued after posing for what felt like forever.

After finally releasing the group of vile hypocrites, I walked into my office and did what I had to do, give my statement to the press. I told myself more than a thousand times  before I turned the handle, that it was just an accident and that shove, it was too weak to make her break her head and neck.

But  no matter how many times I told my story, no one was allowed to know what had actually happened. No one other than Florence was to know about the shove no matter how slight it was. As the police had concluded, the oil caused her to slip.

That was the story.

After giving my white lie and gaining the world's sympathy, I ordered my coffee as I had done for those two months.

Hiding in my  office seemed to be the only that I was good at.

and maybe consuming coffee in comically large mags. It was the only thing that helped me stay awake at night. And that was important factor because I got tired of seeing crystal's face during the night.

All the terrible things I had done kept haunting me, the cries of my daughter and the sufferings of my son. I couldn't just close my eyes even for a second because every time I tried to, I kept seeing my daughter falling apart .

I had ruined son's life by taking his mother away. While Cherry had lost her will to talk, Henry looked so determined to live for her. For those two months, he turned into Cherry's voice and father and mother and everything I couldn't be for my daughter.

I took a huge sip of my hot coffee  sighing deeply. Glancing at my phone's screen, I started counting down to the time when Trisha would knock on my door

"Three two... "

" What the hell!" I placed my mug on the table surprised that I was incorrect at all levels. First it was not the surgically-made - hour- glass- shape of Trisha and second, the intruder walked in before the countdown was over, not even courteous enough to knock.