What do you say to that? What words of comfort do you offer in a situation like this? One of the ways in which vampires are created, as stated on Wikipedia, is through the use of dark magic. And Silas was a product of that, he was turned into a vampire by his mother, using witchcraft. I don't know what I expected, a part of me still believes that I was in a dream. I think that I was in denial as much as the qualities were there, it didn't make sense how he could have turned into a vampire when vampires only existed in fiction. A part of me had assumed that maybe he was bitten by another vampire and thus, transformed into one. However, that was not the case. He died, and it was death by suicide – he killed himself. I was dying to embrace him, to ask him what was so terrible that it drove him to kill himself. I wanted to hold him and take away the pain he clearly still suffered through. But I did none of that. All I did was try to
'They grow up so fast.' That was amongst some of the things I hated hearing, especially when it came from that supposedly distant family relative or friend who hasn't seen you in years, or the actual family member and friend. As if children were not supposed to grow. I personally believe it was just a ruse to get the parents to disclose every single progress the child has made, and they could if they were proud of you. But I didn't want to imagine what it was like if the opposite was true, like in my case. A true disappointment to my mother. I often wondered what she told people about me, she probably painted herself as a saint while I was deemed the outward daughter. She had completely written me off, and she hung up on me and blocked my number the moment she heard my voice when I tried calling her. She shattered me for the last time, honestly. I was reeling in the aftermath of having a mother like her. It make me often doubt myself, I
"Are you scared?" I told Silas about my run-in with Gift earlier, he was puzzled when he saw me runnimg to the car earlier and begged him to drive. I had no other choice but to confess about my arrangement with Gift and what transpired at the wedding venue in my absence. "I am terrified! I can't stop thinking about his reaction, he's probably going to tell his parents and they're going to interrogate my family and the next thing they are going to start spreading rumours about us, they will shame us to make themselves look better after the whole scandal at the church," I said breathlessly. "My mom will never forgive me for this." I called her earlier before my appointment, and she hung up on me. And when I called on my dad's phone and asked him to tell her that I would be going on my first check up today and that I'd like her to be there, she refused. I could not bring myself to feel anything besides fear and sadness while at the hospital, beca
I was woken from a beautiful dream by someone calling my name. I pried my eyes open and struggled to keep them open for a full minute before I rolled out of bed, my feet tangled up in the blankie. I'd decided to take a nap sometime after working on the painting for a few hours. It sucked not having a phone because I couldn't check the time or set an alarm. Tossing the blanket aside, I staggered to the bathroom and washed my face, scowling at the paint stains on my dress. I needed to get an apron as soon as possible. "YVONNE!" Esra's urgent voice had me hurrying out of my room. "Esra?" I called as I neared the stairs. Esra stood at the bottom of the stairs and held out her phone. "There's a call for you?" "Who?" I mouthed as I took the phone from her. "It's Cas. I'll just finish setting the table and then I'll join you for dinner after showering. I hope you don't mind?" She said, looking uncomfortable. "But you can go ahead and eat if you are too hungry." I gave her an awkward
Perhaps I should have taken Esra up on her offer to patch me up, otherwise, I wouldn't have woken up in the middle of the night feeling like there was something trying to rip through my back at the slightest movement. Now I regretted going to Silas' room, it would have been easier to wake her up while right next to her. I wanted to go to her room but then remembered that she had bought hot spray after waking up with a stiff neck a few days ago. The only problem, I had to go all the way down to the kitchen. I had to take care of this before Silas noticed that something is wrong. The last thing I wanted was to cause a rift between the two siblings. I took my time going to the kitchen, thanks to my back. I felt like an elderly lady with back problems. Can I tell you a secret? This house is kinda creepy at night. It somehow always felt bigger and a lot emptier, and the silence felt like the calm before the storm. And what made it worse was the fact that they did not turn off the lig
No one ever told me how holy it was to truly be loved, it was amazing, I felt amazing! My heart felt like an air balloon, as if there was something keeping the warm feeling inside. It felt like I'd just woken up from an amazing dream, as though last night had not been real. But I remember every single moment, Silas had said that he loves me. I could still feel his arms enveloping me as if he was afraid I would break if he let me go. I slept like a baby, and clearly he slept through the night too, but he was more alert than he was when he slept during the day. At some point during the night he even refused to let me go to pee. I gently removed his arm around my waist, and he groaned and shifted closer. "Sy, I'm pressed." There were no protests this time, his arm fell limply where I'd been sleeping as soon as I was out of bed. I kissed him on the head, earning a sleepy smile from him, and then I tiptoed out of his room and made my way back to my own. I quickly washed my face befor
If I could choose to have one superpower, it would be to interpret dreams, to understand the things I see and why I see them. I would want to remember every single detail in the morning so that I leave no stone unturned. Maybe I would even win the lotto and become a millionaire, but that was beside the point. I've been having this recurring dreams for the past two days, and they are becoming more vivid each time, and what terrified me is how real they felt. I'm in a dense forest and I keep looking over my shoulder as I run from an unknown force, and it always feels like they are at an arm's reach and I can't get far enough from them. As I keep running, the sky-high trees ahead begin to close up and it feels like the forest is swallowing him, and the last thing I hear before I wake up are my own screams and a baby's shrilling cry. It did not help that I slept alone, or that I struggled to sleep these days. I couldn't wait to get the restaurant up and ru
When you decide to visit a sangoma, in most cases, prepare yourself to come back with more questions that answers. I heard everything she said even though my mind was a bit jumbled up, but the biggest question right now remained - what did Silas’ family have anything to do with my family? It did not make sense, from the moment I met both Silas and Esra, it was clear that we were from two different worlds. The possibility of there being bad blood between our families seemed far-fetched. I didn’t even know what to ask, what if I asked Esra and my father, and it backfired and caused more problems? The only thing I wanted was to enjoy my pregnancy and relationship with Silas, and now I just learnt that the entire universe was against us. The phone died before I could request an Uber, and my sister did not wait to see whether I’d requested a ride or not, she took a taxi back home while I was forced to take a taxi to town. Taxis to our suburb were quite scarce, and the ones that passed