Martin Woods.
Some people don't understand what life is and I think am one of those people. I am just a boring nerd who thinks about nothing but drinking and the only thing am good at is cheating. Am really a pro in that and can give out advice on that. Life can be hard but for a cheater life isn't that really hard because she can play with anyone's mind inorder to be happy or get something. I love and enjoy my life as a playboy but it's sometimes hard for me to forget their eyes, the way they looked at me, the way they smiled, the way they held me into their arms, the way they tenderly kissed me, the way they moaned, I can't forget those screams that they always play in my head whenever I try to get some rest. I started being a player the day she died before my eyes.
I cannot forget the way she looked at me, those assuring eyes she gave me even though she was dying, the smile she gave me when the knife pierced through her heart, her last breaths and the way she held my cheeks with those trembling hands.
What I said earlier that I enjoy being a player is a Iie, I do it because I lost the only one person whom I cared for and loved me the most. I just want to forget her by taking advantage of other women but I can't but instead I just remember her. She was the first person who taught what love is. I was just a walking - dead person with no soul.
Eleven years ago...
A little girl was jumping up and down in the sofa holding a teddy bear in her little hands and a young lady was taking photos of a little girl when she had sounds from down stairs.
"What's that mom?" asked the little girl
"It's nothing sweetheart, go hide somewhere that no one could find you I will go have a look." replied the lady patting through the girls hair .
"Mom, are you sure you okay?" the little girl asked again sounding scared
"Don't worry my little Angel everything will be alright just follow what mom has told you."
The little girl nodded assuring her mom and hid under the bed.
The lady gave out an assuring smile before moving out of the room but fear was written on her face for some reasons.
As she spatted that her mom had already left, she peeped before crawling from under the bed . The girl was around four years.
The lady tiptoed down the stairs in fear holding a knife in her hands to find three men wearing black suits standing in the dinning room.
The lady's eyes widened with fear as she saw them and tried to run back upstairs but was grabbed by her hair and tossed to the floor.
"He's not here." stuttered the lady in fear
"Who said we are here for him? we are here for you, young lady." replied one of the men as he squatted down near the lady
The little girl was watching everything that was going on from upstairs.
The man stretching his hands and passed them on the lady's lips. "Get your f**kin hands off me." yelled the lady and slapped the man hard on his face
Without replying anything, the man licked his lowered lips and slapped her back on the cheek that she fell and blood came out from her mouth and nose .
The girl covered her mouth with her little hands and tears started coming out from her eyes . She ran as fast as her little legs could take her to the room opposite and picked up the phone.
Beep .... beep.... beep.....
"Hello" excitly said a male voice from the other side of the phone
"Dad..." called the little girl patting heavily
"Why are you patting heavily? what....what happened?" asked the man
She explained everything crying.
"Listen to me little Eve.....hide somewhere safe that no one can find you and coming home right now."
"Dad am scared."
" Don't be scared my little Eve... dad will protect you, nothing will happen to you and your mom, I promise."
Martin promised her daughter Eve that nothing will happen to her mom but infact he was sure about what he was saying .
He drove through the whole road like a mad person and nearly caused three accidents but reaching home it was already late and couldn't save his wife .
The knife was already in her heart and the men were just leaving but managed to kill one of the men since the two flew away before he could catch them.
Present day...
What hurts me the most is that I couldn't even keep the only one promise to my daughter. She hates me and think of me as a loser who couldn't even protect his family. She never talked to me since her mom died, I really miss them but I dare not call her school since she moved into a private boarding school and refused to talk to me. That's what everyone tells me but I know the truth that no one had ever seen her from that day not even me.. I tried several ways of finding her but I find myself losing. I lost both my happiness at the same day.
My life turned into a total mess after I lost the only thing that could stand up for me, she was my only happiness and what hurts me the most is that everyone thinks I killed her.
Layers of tears were on Martin's face. He was standing Infront of a tombstone with the name " Marticia Woods"
"IN THE LOVING MEMORY OF MY BELOVED WIFE , MARTICIA WOODS"
He was wearing his rugger clothes, holding a bottle of Four cousins and a small package of white powder which seemed like drugs.
Several empty bottles of around ten were lying on the other side of the tombstone along with an empty polythene bag that contained drugs
He walked on unsteady feet around the tombstone as he took sips from his wine and sniffing from the little package when his phone started ringing.
He looked at his phone and laughed out loud, continued taking more sips from his wine.
"Am useless Marticia, am a useless wrench who couldn't even protect his family."