Chapter 2: The Curse in me

TEN YEARS LATER.

Thunder Rumbled!!!!

     "Harhhh!" I gasped in fear, opening my eyes and waking up from my beautiful sleep. It was one of those nightmares that never stops coming. Perhaps, the thunderclaps were too loud and must have woken me up as well. I felt weak. I had just finished cleaning all rooms in all 40th floor and so I decided to rest, but I slept off.

     

       I made to know what the time was, and i realized, it was just few minutes past' four in the morning, I didn't sleep that long, but that was enough for me.

   In two hours time from now, I would be preparing to get up and begin the daily routine, so why sleep again?

     I took one of the children books among my novel collections and began too read them aloud.

    It has been ten years now since the issue of my dead parents, and I was now a woman, a full grown beautiful woman. No one seemed too care about me, and they had all forgetting about them, for good, am talking about my parents. I was made the family slave and my rights as the next leader of the pack was denied from me.

      

       My uncle seeing how beautiful I have grown too become, now tries too molest me, but I always reminded him about my Cursed situation and that has been a good tool for me for years now, thanks too that.

    My aunt on the other hand, was just bent on destroying me, for good. She has always gave me hard task too perform, and whenever I succeed in performing them, she would always get angry and scold me for nothing, but that was all part of me.

    I took my children book, swiped through pages and when I got at this particular page, my heart melted in pains. I could vividly remember when I and my dad would read the pages always and he would always make me smile and laugh.

        

       He promised, he promised never too leave me, he promised, too stand by me and stay strong for me, but he left, so soon, all of a sudden.

   Everyone thinks I killed my family. But I was sure of what happened that night. I was sure I didn't kill them, and the mark on my shoulders was another mystery to be confirmed. But everyday, I pray for comfort from the moon goddess and I know she hears me.

    I yawned in tiredness. I was still feeling sleepy, guess the work of yesterday was too much for me. I better take a quick nap.

     I closed my children book, and lay my head on my pillow, staring at the skies outside my window. The skies were beautiful and I wished I could have my freedom someday, just like the birds and all the fowls of the air. I smiled and closed my eyes in happiness, imagining my freedom someday and.

       Bam!!! The banging of the door woke me up immediately, and i jumped to sit down.

       My eyes were blurry and I had too clean the dirt's off, I was stunned when I saw my aunt, standing in front of my door, hands on her waist as she was holding a silver whip.

    "Aunt white?" I said, trying to figure out what was happening.

    "You witch!! How many times have I told you. Stay away from my husband!!"

   A heavy slap landed on my face and I fell too the ground, as my ears lost its powers of hearing immediately. While I was still on the floor, trying to recover from the slap, I began to receive countless whips that tore my skin open, dripping out bloods from me and I felt more weaker than I have ever felt.

        As she continued whipping me on every parts of my body, I began too see the faces of my dead parents, I began to remember what happened that night, I began to remember how painful it was too be secluded from your family, and I felt my soul leaving me, once again, I lost my conciousness, just like always.

  Ariana!! Ariana!! Ariana!!

     I slowly opened my eyes. At first, nothing was clear too me. All I could see were the faces of my dead parents as they kept calling my name, and telling me too come with them to the land of no pain and sorrow. I closed my eyes again, groaned in pains, then I managed too open them one more time, and this time, I could see where I truly was.

      The more I tried to balance my sight too reality, the more weaker I become. Just as I tried to tilt my head too the left, I felt a sharp pain in my left ear, and I managed to endure. When the pain was over, I made to survey my environment, and I discovered, I was in an empty room. But no!, It wasn't just void of nothing.  Hanging on the walls were all manners of weapon's.

 

      Silver swords, wolfs Electrocuting device, silver lines used in slicing a werewolf into two, blue and yellow wolfsbane wrapped in a tube, and many others things you could think of. And I asked myself, why do we have all this if we are actually werewolves? But then, it came too me, I was locked in the prisoners room, built for traitors and those enemies of ours.

    Was I seen as an enemy? I quickly tried to move close too the door, but then, something on my legs were restricting my movement and I looked down on myself too realize, I was in chains. And my heartbeat rate increased, they were going to kill me, silently here, without anybody knowing.

    "Help! Please anybody! Help me please. I didn't do anything wrong!" I said as I kept struggling with the chains on me, thinking I had the power to take them off.

     "Somebody help me please!!" I screamed and soon began to cry.

    Life was hell too me. And as I lowered my head in tears and in pains, I heard footsteps outside the metal door, and I raised my head.

    "Hello. Anyone there? Please help me!" I said, my both eyes opened with expectations.

     Immediately I said that, I saw the door handle, switched down, and slowly the door began to open and I was happy someone could actually hear me. The door was completely open and when the person walked in, I was shocked too see what I didn't want too see, it was my aunt, again!

     "Hello Ariana. How are you doing?" My evil aunt said, with that wicked smile of hers. She was clad in our traditional war suit, and i wonder why? Was she going for war?

     "Aunt white, please take me out of here. Please I beg of you. I promise to triple my working time, I promise too do whatever you ask me too do, but please, take me out of here. Please.." I spoke and cried as if I was born a prisoner. I am not a prisoner, they made me one.

    "Am sorry Ariana, but I can't release you." My aunt said.

    "Huh? Why aunt." I asked, as tears fell down my cheeks.

     "Well, Ariana, you see. You are such a pretty girl. So beautiful and good-looking. Sometimes, I wished I had what you had." She laughed and continued.

     "Sometimes, I find my husband staring at you in a way of lust, and I get jealous everytime he does. So I decided too finally end that." She said and walked too where the weapons were arranged.

     "But its not my fault your husband keeps staring at me. You just have too talk too him, and not hurt me aunt. I have never slept with him, and I will never allow him do that." I said, as I tried to stay awake. My eyes were itching and my fingers were itching as well, I felt like throwing up.

    My aunt turned to look at me immediately, "Are you trying to say, that my husband is not worthy of your body? Is that what you are trying too say." She asked and I shook my head.