The laugh I had heard that night from the voice sent chills down my spine. Since that night, I've had nightmares of terrifying things happening. Alafia had cut her open. Other servants had done terrifying things to her. Each morning she awoke terrified to go near any of them. How odd she never had dreams of Aubrey. In all the dreams he was always so loving, so caring. He was never hurting her. Never talking against her.
Why was he so loyal to her? Why did he and Alafia protect her so much? Did they really care for her that much?
"of course they care for you Sharon. Your loved by them and us" the voice said suddenly. It had made her jump while drinking her coffee.
"How would you know if they truly do?" I asked out loud.
"Because your love for them keeps them close to you. They will always love you Sharon. No matter what happens. They are the most loyal servants you could ever have and need." the voice claimed with sympathy.
"You don't know if they truly do" I said to the voice. I didn't like arguing with it.
Standing, I walked up to my husbands room. Carefully walking up to the door, I opened it and walked in. He lay there, still red and in pain with sores.
Walking over I kneeled down beside him. "How are you Gregory?" I asked in a low whisper. He looked at me with sadden eyes. "the pain never goes away" he whispered in a hoarse voice. "I'm sorry, I wish I could take it away from you" I said looking him over. Why did I wish for him to be in so much pain? Because I was a terrible person.
"Your not terrible Sharon. Your getting even. You've been married to him 10 years ago for love, and what did he give you? Nothing but 10 years of lies and cheating ways, he doesn't deserve pity Sharon" the voice whispered around her, as though someone stood behind her, kneeling down, whispering in her ear.
Her husband reached up, touching her cheek. "I'm sorry I didn't treat you right Sharon" he whispered. Feeling my eyes tear, I stood and walked out of the room. Unable to look at him anymore. He was only saying it because he feared death. If he became better she knew he would back out on the streets hunting another woman. But yet his words tore at her heart. Her weak heart.
"your not weak Sharon, his only doing it because he thinks he will get better, so he can go out and be with other woman instead of you" the voice said as she walked back over to her small table. Trying to shut out the voice and her husband's sadden eyes, she tried to drink her coffee.
"Madam?" Alafia asked, kneeling beside me. I looked up to her. "Forgive me Alafia, I was deep in thought" I said to her with a small smile. She smiled at me. "No worries Madam, I just wondered if you wanted to go out into the garden, I need some fruits and vegetables" Alafia voiced looking to the garden through the large windows.
"Sounds nice Alafia" I said with a smile, setting my cup down, I stood and walked with her. The first step onto the low balcony, I was greeted with the warmth of the sun and wonderful smell of lily's.
Alafia walked through the fields, leaning to picks fruits and vegetables. I stood watching her, wondering why she loved my company so much?
A weird light suddenly shown in my eyes, reaching to shield them. I saw the light was coming from the small servant house where all the servants housed. She could never make them go back on the streets like her husband wanted. Unlike him, she wasn't that cruel.
Moving, I thought I could get away from the light. But again it shown in my eyes. Growing slightly agitated, I walked over to the servant house. Peeking over my shoulder to see if Alafia was watching, I walked over and opened the door. Walking in, I closed it quietly. The room was fairly large. At least 35 cots were aligned in neat rows. Walking past them, I walked over to the stairs. Carefully walking up them, I ascended up the top of the stairs, pausing at the large door at the top of the stairs. Opening the door, I looked in. Several make-up tables sat in a line. The mirrors all leaning at the same degree. The light shining just to the area where she had been standing.
Suddenly the mirrors flung forward, one knocking her back onto her back.
The mirror's shook and rocked, rattling the desks so hard, they seem to come alive and move across the floor. Pictures danced on the walls. Brushes, com-powders, and lotions flew around the room. Everything seem to spin around me. Crouching to the ground, I begged for it to stop.
"Kyra?" Aubrey's voice rang out. Uncovering my head and looking up, I saw him standing there with confusion on his face.
"You shouldn't be in here Kyra" he said walking over to help me up. "Did you see it all? Did you?" I asked scared out of my mind. "Don't worry, Kyra, it stopped" he said in a soothing voice, keeping his arm around her.
Walking back to the mansion, I saw Alafia running up to us. "Madam, where do you disappear?" she asked looking over me and hugging me. "She was in the servant house" Aubrey said in a low voice. Alafia glanced to me. "Madam, you must not go there alone, the servant men can be rough" Alafia voiced her face full of worry.
"I'm sorry Alafia, I just saw something and wanted to know how to get it to stop" I explained, wondering why were they so worried of me going there. What was in the servant house? Was it the voice doing all that suddenly or something else?
"I'll take her to her room" Aubrey stated, carefully taking my arm. For some reason, I couldn't manage to speak. As though my voice was frozen in my throat. Alafia nodded, picking up the basket. Aubrey more pulled me to my room than walked with me.
Reaching my room, he pushed me and closed the door. Turning his expression was worried. "Why would you go off alone Kyra?" he asked watching me. "I just wanted to see what the light was, why are you both so worried about me being in there? Is there something in there I shouldn't see?" I voiced, angered by their actions.
"Kyra, does not know what lies under the earth of her mansion. Bad things happen Kyra, and they'll keep happening" Aubrey stated, his blue eyes seemed so distant. He wasn't the loving man she liked right now.
"Aubrey, what's going on with you?" I asked in a frightened tone. He tilted his head in confusion. "I'm fine, Kyra, its you I'm worried about" he said with a sympathetic voice. Why was he worried about me? I was fine, it was everyone else acting so odd.
"Why, am I acting different?" I asked, watching him. He walked closer to me, reaching to stroke the hair on the side of my face.
"Kyra, been seeing things, they're beginning to get to Kyra" he said, leaning to kiss her. A strange wave of drowsiness washed over her.
"Aubrey?" she asked, clinging to him as her body grew heavier. Aubrey picked her up and carried her over to her bed.
"Sleep, Kyra, you need sleep more than anything" he said before everything went black.
I awoke to Alafia gently shaking my arm. Sitting up slowly, I looked around the room trying to remember how I got here. I only remembered being in the servant room with things flying around me.
"Madam, are you alright?" Alafia asked, looking at me with a worried expression. I nodded. "I'm sorry, I was tired Alafia" I said to her, moving the covers to get up. Slowly standing, Alafia helped me dress in a light nightgown. I didn't feel like dressing in a heavy evening gown.
"Your husbands mother is on her way here to see your husband" Alafia said softly while brushing my hair. I had no energy. I felt like I was a bag of potatoes. Alafia's words seemed to mold together. It was hard to understand what she was saying to me.
"Alright, thank you Alafia" I said touching her hand. I felt her grip mine. She set the brush back on the table and knelt beside me. "Your worried of your husband?" she asked. I nodded. "Even though his treated me so terrible Alafia, I really love him, and I don't know why I do" I said wanting to cry.
"Madam, we all look for love. Your love doesn't not give it back to you, no matter how much you have given, he doesn't give to you. You should not let his words get to you Madam, don't let him make you beat yourself up over his condition" Alafia explained touching my cheek. How warm her hands were. Almost like a soothing mother.
I smiled. "Your right, if he gets better im sure he would be out on the streets trying to find another woman even if he does have me" I said. Alafia nodded.
"Let's go meet up with the witch" Alafia said with a laugh. She had called Gregory's mother that since she complained about me bringing Alafia from Africa.
I smiled as I walked down the stairs to the greeting room. I didn't care how she saw me dressed. I felt as though I could barely lift my arms or even get my legs to move.
Stepping in, I saw her, viewing over the fireplace at the books I had decorated the mantle. All my favorite. I cleared my throat loudly.
Tulip spun around, clasping her hand to her chest.
"Sharon, darling, you shouldn't startle someone like that, its rather rude" she voiced, gliding over to the chair and taking a elegant seat.
"Forgive me, I thought I made some noise tripping on the stairs" I chided, walking over and taking a seat across from her.
"How is my Gregory?" she asked with a sympathetic look. I looked up with a slightly worried expression.
"His fine. He cant get up on his own and has constant care from several servants attending to him night and day" I whispered, noticing Alafia walk in. She slightly grinned as she walked over with a small tea pot.
"More tea?" she asked looking to Tulip. Tulip only eyed her suspiciously. If looks could kill, Alafia would be on the floor convulsing.
"No more, it was too watery and had too much sugar" she snapped, her eyes still pinned on Alafia.
Alafia only nodded, setting the tea pot down, and took her leave.
"I wonder what were you thinking bringing back that voodoo woman?" Tulip asked reaching for a short bread cake. Barely taking a bite of it, she watched me.
I knew just what to say.
"She was there at my side when Gregory was off chasing the local woman and tour guides" I snapped, watching her reaction. She dropped the plate, nearly spitting out the cake.
"I wont have you saying such nonsense about my son. He is a good loyal husband and he works hard to support you" she yelled, standing from the table.
"Yes he was working hard on every woman his eyes laid on, not so much as the loyal husband part though" I said, rising from my seat as well. She would not put me down. I was loyal to Gregory all theses years.
"Don't let her talk to you like that Sharon. She needs to be punished as well. She's covered for him for all these years" the voice whispered suddenly. It was right. I took this treatment for years. I wont take it no more, no from her or Gregory.
Without warning I grabbed the tea pot and struck her hard on the temple. She fell over the chair and lay in a heap. Her lifeless hazel eyes stared up at the ceiling. Merely sitting back down, I sipped on my tea.
Alafia walked into the room, and walked over to me. "How's your tea Madam?" she asked taking the empty plate and cup.
"It's a bit watery Alafia, but its fine" I said with a smile. She nodded. "I'll make sure its not next time" she whispered walking out.
Aubrey walked into the room, bowing next to me. "What would you like me to do Kyra?" he asked, his gorgeous blue eyes looking at me curiously. I glanced to Tulip's body. "Can you take her out into the woods, she always liked it out there" I said grinning at him. He nodded. Walking over, he picked up her body, cradling it, and walked out.
"Very good Sharon. Don't let people push you anymore. Take charge. Take revenge on those who have wronged you. Your servants will always back you up, and so will we" the voice spoke. Another image went through my mind as if a man or woman were brushed my hair with their hand.
It was right. Why should I let people push me around? I for one was tired of it.
Alafia walked into the room. "Madam, you should go to bed, its been a long day" she voiced, stroking my shoulder. Setting my cup down, I rose from my chair and walked with her to my room.
"Goodnight Madam" she whispered covering me with the blankets. Rolling over, I let sleep take me, but not before hearing the voice again.
"That's a good girl Sharon. No one will ever push you around again with us and your servants at your side. Sleep, rest, tomorrow will be a busy day" the voice spoke before sleep took me.
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