LOVE AT FOURTH SIGHT

Chapter One. A creepy Thought Rose has always been a naive innocent teenager who gets along with almost every one. content with her simple life and close-knit community. But as she grew older, she longed for something more, something beyond the familiar streets and faces she had known her whole life. As she sat alone in the veranda, a thought crept into her mind, what now? do I leave or not she asked herself. Anyone passing by would think she was talking to someone. Rose had always dreamt of an unrequited love, living in the city like a princess with the love of her life. However Only time can tell wether her dreams and imagination will come true. Rose! Rose! Rose!. gosh why is she calling again, am I going to mop the fridge or fetch water from the river this time, Rose murmured as she went inside to answer her stepmom. Where have you been, didn't you hear your name? Lynda Rose's step mom asked angrily. I was at the Veranda. Rose answered nonchalantly. that moment, the only thing in her mind was to run away, whatever happens she is not going to sleep in that house again. Rose's POV. am I the one you're answering like that? my stepmom replied with a hot slap that almost blinded me. I watched her carry the kettle on the gas burner, is she going to hit me with that? no wait, that's hot water, I muttered to myself, it dawned on me that my stepmom was going to pour me that hot water, to think that she doesn't raise a hand on her kids. yet all my body has been designed with several beatings that I got from her. This time I am not going to allow her disfigure my body with that hot water, and without much thinking, I ran out of the house. I could hear my step mom shouting, Rose where are you going, come back here now. of course that's impossible, even if am dying of hunger on the streets I will never return to that house again. I wasn't sure of where i was going, one thing i had in mind is that I was going to meet a good Samaritan this evening. I was still running when I entered the market, the crossroads was just opposite the market, I wanted to stop running but my legs won't stop. I ran into the busy road I couldn't phantom what was going on in my mind, should I just commit suicide?, running into the busy road would be better, I concluded. After all, even if I got hit by a car in this busy road and died today no one would care to look for me. am I going to die now, is this what I want? I cried in my heart I found myself in the middle of the busy road not knowing why my legs took me there. My heart skipped the moment I saw a car racing towards me with full speed. it was as if my soul has left my body and I fainted. I opened my eyes and my gaze met the white ceiling, I looked around and saw someone in white, my heart skipped, am I dead, could it be that I'm already in heaven? How come? Before my brain could finish processing, I rose up from the bed immediately. only to realize someone was holding me, stay calm young girl, you will remove your drip if you jack up from the bed like that again .The man in white spoke. I realized I was at the hospital, so the man wearing white is a doctor, oh thank goodness I thought I was dead, but it seems someone else was in the room, I looked down towards my foot, and saw a beautiful woman smiling at me. You heard the doctor don't move too much so that you won't remove your drip, the pretty woman said while patting my leg gently. I didn't know what happened at the crossroads and why I ended up in the hospital, could it be the woman almost hit me with her car or she already did? maybe that's why I'm in the hospital. I thought. Whatever medicine or injection that I received must be kicking in, my head felt light and my eyes started closing. I laid back on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. *** Rose wake up it's time to eat your food so you can take your medicines, it was the doctor calling. I've been sleeping for the past Five hours. I Rose up from the bed and stretched my body which were now so week, it was as if my bones were going to break, while I was stretching. I gently ate my food and took my medicine. my stepmom wouldn't care anytime I tell her I was feeling sick. of course I've gotten used to it. She transferred all the hatred she had for my mom to me, but what did i do?, it wasn't my fault that my mom ended up been a mistress after she got pregnant for her husband. But why the hate, why is she bent on making my life miserable and unbearable. I laid back on the bed and hot tears rolled down my cheeks, as I was recalling all that I went through in the hands of my stepmom. I remembered coming back from school so hungry one day, because I ate the little leftovers her children remained. I went to the kitchen hoping to see a reserved portion of food that was kept for me, only to realize that all the pots were empty and clean. I went to Betty my stepsister, my stepmom's first daughter, and asked her if there was any reserved food for me. and I was shocked with the response she gave me. "Go to the dustbin you will see your favorite dishes reserved specially for you". Betty said in the most wicked tone and laughed sarcasticcaly. How could she say something like that to her fellow human, I wondered, as my eyes began to water, my eyes soaked in tears which could start flowing at any moment, Indeed she's her mother's incarnate. "How could you tell someone something very bad like that, don't you have conscience"? It was Michael, my step brother, that stopped Betty from saying further rubbish. he's the only one that treats me like a human being in that house. Others were just like their mother. Micheal was (24) twenty four years old, four years older than me. While Betty and I are age mates, Rachel is sixteen, while the baby of the house, Ann is fourteen years old. Ann was another person that feels me better when her two elder sisters, Betty and Rachel and their mom treats me badly. My stomach made noises continuously, that it was starting to hurt. I started feeling dizzy. Since there was no food, I decided to go in to the kitchen and drink some water, in other to sustain hunger. I felt some one entered the kitchen, prepared to defend my self from whoever it was, I turned immediately and discovered it was Ann. "Sister take this, it's half of my lunch, I couldn't finish mine so I kept some for you" Ann said while giving me her food. I could feel the pity and sympathy in her eyes. Ann is such a sweet child, who wouldn't love her?, though her mother and two elder sisters are the perfect examples of Wickedness in human form. She didn't follow their steps. Instead she always stood up to her mom and sisters whenever they bully me.