Meera ~

" She took my Abram away, mama. She took my Abram away from me. I hate her, I hate her, I hope she dies, I wish she dies. I want to kill her, -- I want to kill her"

That's what I said to my mother on the day of my sister's engagement with Abram.

I killed her, my curse came out to be true, I killed my sister, she is dead because of me. I snatched everyone's happiness, I snatched her from everyone.

I snatched her from him, and took her place. I deserve what happened to me. I deserve every ounce of his hatred.

I touched my gauze covered forehead, and a tear left from the corner of my eyes.

If not for Usher, those dogs would have killed me and ate me alive but wouldn't that be convinient, it's not that I am wanted. My parents hated me, my husband loathe me.

I wish you were here Charlotte, I wish you were here to take care of Abram. He has changed, I have changed him, he is burning in his hatred for me. I know he is not at peace. He is hurting his soul to hurt me. And I couldn't save him, because I am the sole reason he is ruined.

"Pegion--" My heart skipped a beat, as he gently called me by the name he gave me. A fearful dread setteled inside me, after yesterday I am scared, scared of the man I love.

Sweat started to form on my palms, making them clammy, as I heard his powerful steps inside my room.

I scrunch my nose in disgust, as the awful smell wafted into my nose. "Get up, pegion see I have made you a healthy food, get up " He said, in a sicknegly sweet voice.

Why would he make something for me, when he was the one to hurt me? When he doesn't have anything to do with me?

"I don't like repeating myself, Pegion" He said in a commanding voice, his voice hard and stern.

I immediately sat upright on the bed and looked at him, he had bowl on tray in his hands.

He smiled at me, and for a moment I forget every pain, everything. "Here, eat this" He said and placed the tray in front of me.

Bile rose upto my throat, and close my eyes in disgust. In front of me there was a raw chicken, covered in blood.

My eyrs brimmed with tears "please take it away, please" I pleaded and flinched when he stroked my hair gently.

"You have been through, so much, you need a healthy diet" He said and I felt the texture of the chicken on my lips.

My chin started to quiver and I shake my head, making him yank my hair "aghh-- it hurts" I whimpered, as my wounded scalp burned with pain.

"Eat it" He seethed and I looked into his eyes, with teary eyes, his eyes darkening, I never knew he had so much darkness inside him.

"It's disgusting" I dared to say and a sob escape from throat, as he twisted my hair, in his hold.

"It got sacrifised for you, and want let it's scarifise get into vain, huh. We wouldn't want that, pegion, do we? " He said, and I shake my head in refusal.

"It's against my ethics, Abram please" I begged and cried. But as if my beggings has no affect on him.

He suddenly shoved that bloodied chicken into my mouth, causing me to gag in pain. It hit my throat, as he further pushed it down.

I tried to stop his hand, but his hold on my hair tightened, and he shoved that big piece down my throat.

I choked and gasped for air, "chew, chew, pegion" He seethed and I let air out through my nose, tears streaming down from my face and I coughed, letting out all the chunks out of my mouth.

"You will eat, you will eat all of this" He gritted out and I shake my head " Please, I can't " I begged but he shoved those back into my mouth.

"You will do as I say" He grabs my jaw and make me chew the raw piece of chicken. The thing I have never tasted before, today.

Bile rose upto my throat and I vomitted everything on my sheets, and some on his hands and on my dress.

A sob wreck through my chest and I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, my throat feel sore, I feel dirty, I feel disgusting.

I see blood everywhere scattered around me, it was the blood of that innocent, animal, that I just ate. Another murder on my name. I am sinner.

"You--" My head jerked to the side as I felt tingling sensation on my cheek and a beep sound escaping from my right ear.

I touched my cheek, where I could still feel his hands, where he slapped me, my mind went foggy and my body went numb.

He slapped me.

"Please James, please, " I saw my dad beating my mom mercilessly and I did nothing but hid behind the door, as he continued to slap her.

That is how my mother would Beg my father. At this moment, I saw my father in Abram, who beat his wife. I saw the monster he has become or he already was.

No more tears escape from my eye, but my heart beat fastened as I saw a man standing at the door of my room.

He has seen my husband slapping me, without any hesitation. Every emotion that I wanted not to feel, came rushed back in me, when I saw pity in his eyes.

I feel vulnerable, I feel embarrassed.

I saw his jaw clenching and his eyes hardening. He walked inside my, room in rage.

"What the fuck, have you done Abram? "

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Love Pia.