The Little Black Dahilia

8:30 this morning a girl died well at least a part of her. She returned as a murderer killing her innocence as a bait to the eyes of the truth. Back home as a stranger perhaps . She was ready to face the consequences of being a changed women.

Unsettled and stressed would be exact the words to describe her a night ago. Maybe on the respect of entertaining her thoughts on a run away train that she has never brought a ticket to. Pretending everything was ok, hiding her unhealed scars that bleeded her from inside out.

What if life is signalling by bringing this lie back into her life again. Wrestled her nightmares till sun lit the sky. Wishing and just begging that her marriage wasn’t a lie.

She knew the price it demanded from her. Sometimes it’s not what things are what they appear to be she tried consoling herself. Dealing with demons head on before she looses her head over the facts.

When faith finally turned itself in her favour. She has been on the verge of collision chapters one after the other under the hypocrite of disaster. Fear has guided her carefully under his protective wing. Living in the twisted riots of right and wrong has come to a end.

There she should by the door watching the love of her life entangled naked on the bed with a brothel wrench on her bed. She ran to the desk and took out her lincised gun.

Her husband startled stood up saying,” it’s not as it looks Dahlia”. She pointed the gun point blank between his eyebrows. She was shaking in tremors of the truth that her husband picked a slut over a 10 years of happy marriage life. She replied in burning outrage,” well it’s too late for that. I don’t deserve to have your filthy blood on my hands”. Without her permission tears rolled out one after the other. She saw his half erect manhood and said ,”looks like you need help with these blue balls” as she kicked him right in the balls with all her might. And ah sweetie, “I will be be applying for a divorse “.

She saluted her middle finger at her husband and told the shocked wrench to take her fill and leave.

She married her husband as a young girl and today she has left as a confident independent women. A victim that walks these streets in heels is now a blazing beast. From checking her mate to checkmate. She ended it…

The Queen walks into the wilderness of unknown……

28 Comments Add yours

  1. aruna3 says:

    So much pcycho type srory of black dehlia.so sad.

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    1. Ha it was aiming a different level of perception. Glad to see you noticed. Thx for dropping by 😊✌🌸

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      1. aruna3 says:

        Most welcome,dear!!

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  2. amazon says:

    I’m really happy to say it was an interesting post to read. I learned new information from your article, you are doing a great job. Continue.

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    1. Thankyou so much for saying these kind words πŸ˜‡

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  3. She woke up from the nightmare , packed her bags and went to the wilderness , the wildness which had always been calling out to her . In that dream he died and the weak , naive she died

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    1. Thankyou so much. I thought no one understood this peice. You got it in point. Really means a lot for you taking time to read this. Good day ✌🌸

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  4. lyhsmubfns says:

    Muchas gracias. ?Como puedo iniciar sesion?

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  5. De nada. Crear una cuenta

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  6. Marsha says:

    Your intriguing beginning didn’t end the way I expected. I pictured a young girl. What an surprising twist. I’m glad it wasn’t a story about a young girl losing her innocence.

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    1. Thankyou so much. It’s really means a lot that you have taken time to read this. I thought my readers didn’t get this story. It’s good to know someone did. Have a great day ☺

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      1. Marsha says:

        The beginning does snag you for sure and spin your mind in a different direction. But you did a great job spinning it. πŸ™‚

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        1. Thankyou so much. I do love to keep my readers on their toes. Good day

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          1. Marsha says:

            LOL my feet hurt! πŸ™‚

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            1. Hahha good to see you have quite the humour πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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              1. Marsha says:

                As do you! πŸ™‚

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                1. Haha when reverse complement therapy start. ✌

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  8. Thankyou for dropping by πŸ™‚. Glad you liked it

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  10. Rj says:

    Finally she is a independent womanπŸ‘

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    1. Yes she was at the end. Thankyou Raju Garu fro the constant support

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