Rain fell heavily on a parked Mercedes. Its headlamps’ twin swords piercing the darkness, illuminating every tear falling from the heavens. Smoke rose from the exhaust, evidence of a silently purring engine. Inside was a single man, face buried in his hands. As the heavens cried, so did he. Freely his tears fell, pooling in his rough palms only to be absorbed by the cuffs of his work shirt already stained red.
Seconds ticked on, the tears coming to an end. Lifting up his head, the mans gaze fell on the I.D. card hanging from the rear view mirror. He could barely remember the man in the picture. Still, the name Namdi, printed under the photograph was his. Lightning lit up the sky, driving away the darkness for a moment, revealing an extravagant two-storey home less than a mile away. Putting the car in gear, Namdi drove up to the front door.
Stepping out of the car, he couldn’t help but watch the rain falling a few feet away from him. With a heavy heart, he turned away walking slowly to the mahogany door. They had picked it together. It was meant to be a surprise. He never expected it to be the gateway to more than a home. Looking at the door, his heart grew heavier as he fished for his house keys. He stood there confused and about to lose himself to the bittersweet memories of the past when the door swung open.
There was no surprise on his face when the door revealed a beautiful ebony woman. Even now, in an empty house, she wore heels, giving her 5 feet 5 inches frame an extra 5 inches. Still, he would need to tilt her chin up to kiss her. Her lips – painted blood red – slowly curved into a slight smile as she saw Namdi. They parted slightly; a lovely voice floating to his ears, dripping with honey.
“I see her blood on your shirt, very good. Dinner is ready.”
Turning around, she disappeared into the house a violet fragrance in her wake. Namdi’s knees buckled and he crashed to the floor, clutching his heart. Pain flooded his mind. A single word nearly escaped his mouth.
Gritting his teeth, he stopped. With great resolve, he pushed himself to his feet, following her into the house that was once a home.
To be continued...
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