If I Can Hate You, Why Can't You? A Nigerian Story
Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm.
She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress him.
He smirked and said,
"Mm, so fiesty?" He glared at her and pushed her against the wall.
"You are evil Abdullah!" She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her.
"Just tell me, why?" She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that.
"Why what?" She cried
"Heh" he chuckled, "don't play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!" He shouted pushing her more against the wall.
"Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving" she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face.
As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him.
"If I can hate you, why can't you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of this relationship, I can't do it anymore just let me go"
With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear,
"If I can't have you, then no one will"
He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh of defeat as tears rolled down her cheek.
Since the day she got married to him, there had never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes.
All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed!
*completed but currently under editing*
