TESA...

 Tesa wiped off the tears streaming down her pale face as she trudged through the bushes.  The wind whistled in her ears and the long grasses grabbed and tore at her skin. She stumbled for the second time and paused to catch her breath. She was a long way off from where she had concealed her car in the thick grasses. 

The night was cold and very dark, but she had mastered the path like the back of her hands, hands that were still quivering from dragging her heavy load through the grasses and to its final resting place. No single star had come out to witness her union with the darkness that had being her life, the overwhelming darkness that had finally swallowed her.

She had stared into the cold eyes of death and yes, she had felt no regret. Death was the only way out and she had gladly plunged down that dark and endless tunnel. She had thought it would be scary, but burying Jerry’s lifeless body had brought her a deep sense of relief and the desire to purge the society of men like him just like the women in her family. Tesa could still hear her mum’s deep voice;

“It is your destiny Tesa. You can’t run from it.”

But she  had shut her out of her life. She had refused to embrace a destiny that would spell doom for many until Jerry walked into her office and her life. Jerry was callous, reckless and needed to be saved. He had given her reasons to set free the darkness that she had chained down all her life. She lifted her head and enjoyed the soft caress of the gentle breeze on her supple skin. Jerry’s death was for a good cause and his lost friend was next on her list...