My Husband Turned Me To His Maid

I was already sited on the dinning with Ezinne when he came in. Immediately he knocked I could feel Ezinne tense behind me. She looked at me pleadingly knowing what could come after she showed her dad her result. I kissed her on her forehead my kiss lingering. It was a kiss that spoke volumes.

He will not hurt you I promise

He kissed me ignoring Ezinne as he sat down. I could perceive a trace of alcohol in his breath even though he chewed something minty to mask the smell I could still perceive it.

Sitting on his seat, he looked at me and grinned. "You collected Ezinne's result today right. Let me see it. Where is it?" He asked calmly. No matter how he tried to hide it I could smell the bitterness in his voice. How can a man hate his daughter so much? Some men are really not meant to be fathers!

Ezinne rushed to my side and held me tight immediately he asked for her result. She was shivering and sweating, she even almost started crying. I have never seen someone so afraid in my lore.

"My love." I started. I can't believe I called him my love, I wanted to bite my tongue out for calling him that, but I was desperate and desperate times called for desperate measures. "Why don't you eat first. her result is not running away, you are definitely going to see it." I interjected. I was trying my best to reason with him without flaring up.

He smiled at first, then his smile was followed by a rage filled laughter.  It was the same laughter I used to hear before the miscarriage. The same laughter that concluded my nightmares.

Now I was just as scared as Ezinne.

I was sure of one thing now___my husband was the devil. "Please give me the result now before bad things start happening." He roared.

I brought out the result from my pant pocket and dropped it on the table in front of him, he speedily took it.

He looked at the result with a scowl on his face. "88%___ is this a result. You daughter of a whore" He yelled standing up from his seat.

"It's ok it is 88% she will do better next time, she is just in primary two and___

"Shut up and let her speak for herself," he screamed. His voice echoed through out the whole house causing me to shiver. Nne started to cry, she kept mumbling, "Mummy please let's leave daddy." She begged.

"Ezinne answer me now! What kind of a result is this?"

"Daddy it is because you hurt mum," She mumbled to herself but he heard her.

My sweet brave daughter was so scared her temperature suddenly went high. She was brave and she was scared, angry and confused. I could feel it all by the way she held me close. and that was all I needed.

Finality.

"Oh so you now talk back at me you little whore, I talk and you talk okwa ya,__" he spat. He charged forward and made to drag her away from me but Nne held me so tight like I was her God, like her life depended on me and in some way it did. "Mummy please help me." she cried.