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flash fic No.4

It was so long ago. I still miss him, every day.

I should be used to the constant scent of the musty water by now, but it still made me gag almost every time. It's disgusting, but it lived in my clothes, my hair and even me.

With a sigh, I pushed my wet hair out of my face and went underwater. I didn't see much since the water was dirty and turbid, but it didn't bother me after all the time I spent here. I swam a little, toward the marsh' middle, where the aquatic plants didn't grow so tight and I came to the surface.

It was a nice, sunny day, the perfect opportunity for him to show up. I sat on the rock that I sat on every day and started singing. I sang the love song that I knew he would recognize. I sang from the top of my lungs, hoping that he would hear it.

I sang every day since he left me here; sometimes boys and men came, longing for the song they heard, but never him. And I couldn't do anything with men who weren't him. So they died.

I still remembered his face clearly and I remember how it felt to drown in the dirty little lake in the middle of the forest. I remember that so vividly that it hurts.

"This place is horrible," I told him, while he was just walking, not looking back at me. I hugged my belly protectively from the thorns of the weeds next to the little path, while I was trying to keep up with him.

"Don't worry, my love, we're almost there," he said, still not looking back at me. He said he'll take me to a picnic to celebrate our little baby. I told him yesterday that we're expecting. He took it... Well.

He even said he would tell his parents about us finally. I was too happy to notice that he didn't mean it.

When he finally stopped, I grimaced from the moldy scent in the air.

"Where are we?" I asked and looked around.

"I'm sorry..."

That was the last thing I heard from him before I fell into the water. I tried to swim to the surface, but I was tangled into some kind of weeds and from the sudden surprise I accidentally breathed in some dirty water. It made my nose and lungs burn as they struggled for air, while my limbs became more and more heavier.

I couldn't get to the surface anymore. I drowned while I still tried to protect my belly as if it would help my baby.

He left me to die alone, so I waited for him, at first, for days, then weeks months, a year and more. After a while, I couldn't tell how much time I spent waiting.

But I waited because I couldn't leave the dirty little lake without him. He needs to join his family here. Me, my baby and him.

So I sang from the top of my lungs, sometimes coughing up some water, waiting for my lover who left me here.

A lady always needs her revenge, right?

A/N: it was an entry too, enjoy this one too