Page 58 of Relentless Queen
When I went to momma, she said she would take care of it. She called daddy letting him know they needed to talk. I hope she can talk some sense into him.
July 20th
Dear Diary,
Today is a sad day for my family. When I found out my momma never made it home that night, I know he had something to do with it. I can’t prove it yet, but mark my words, I will.
I felt his eyes on me throughout the whole service. Every time I turned my head to look over at him, he was staring right at me. Anytime we locked eyes, he would give me a smile that made my bones chill.
August 21st
Dear Diary,
When I was leaving work last night, I saw him parked outside. He asked if I needed a ride home, and when I told him no, that I had my bike; I swear I heard his teeth crack. The whole ride home, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Although, every time I checked around me, I was still alone.
August 28th
Dear Diary,
How could I be so stupid? I knew better.
September 1st
Dear Diary,
I quit my job and refused to leave my room. I told my dad what had happened that night and he slapped me in the face. He said I shouldn’t lie about my future husband. When I asked him what he meant, he told me he agreed to me marrying that bastard by the end of the year. I can’t believe this is happening.
September 8th
Dear Diary,
The last thing I expected when I walked out of the bathroom last night was to see him laying in my bed. As soon as I bolted for the door, he had snatched me by my hair, dragging me back to the bed. I kicked and screamed, causing him to slap his hand over my mouth.
He told me to shut the fuck up, that no one was coming to save me from my husband. When I laughed at him, he punched me, knocking me out. When I woke up, I was naked and covered in his marks. The only way to end this is to just kill myself.
September 13th
Dear Diary,
Today’s the day. I end it all.
I can’t stop the tears from falling from my eyes. She always seemed so happy with my dad. What changed her mind?
I have so many questions, but where did these come from?
My phone beeps, alerting me to an incoming text. I reach down, picking it up, and opening the text.
?: The answers will come soon.
Me: Who is this? How did you get these?
?: I found them.
Me: Found them? Where?
Pain and pressure squeeze my chest.
Is it hot in here? Is the room shrinking?
