CHAPTER 2

Nkosazana Gcabashe.

i went to my car and placed my hands on the steering wheel before resting my head on and weeped. I've been watching him how he treats them and how he treats me, im not gonna say it's all because im a girl cos mbaliyethu gets all attention and the princess treatment i never got.

the car opened, and nkosenye let himself in, i could tell from his cologne. he pulled me into his arms and brushed my back.

me: he hates me nkosi.
nkosi: No... no, he doesn't zana, he...
me: Don't you dare speak up for him. It's clear that he hates me nkosenye.... his actions have proven me right. get out, i wanna leave.
nkosi: nkosazana, please don't do this.... I'll talk to him.
me: and force him to do what he doesn't wanna do? please don't waste your time. he's right, i'll keep focusing on my job. Maybe my mother will hand me her drug business one day.

i say all that trying to keep my voice from breaking. My eyes were already heavy with tears threatening. i glanced at nkosenye and found him staring, i cleared my throat more like swallowing a lump that kept forming on my throat no matter how hard i tried to swallow it up.

he grabbed my face and attempted to kiss me, i stopped him, pushing him away. this is not the first time he tried doing this, I've always stopped him until he confessed that he has feelings for me since he was eleven years old... what on earth is that?

me: im still your twin sister nkosenye.... hold yourself.
nkosi: i can't, i tried, and you know that, zana.
me: Try harder. What you're thinking is never gonna happen. yk i love likhona, he's your best friend and he loves me too.
nkosi: he's a player.
me: just like you are.... nkosi, please stop this, okay? it's never gonna happen. where on earth have you seen twins dating?
nkosi: we can write down our own history.
me: You're crazy.... get out.

he looked at me with a smirk and nodded.

nkosi: But im never giving up.

he said in his husky voice before stepping out of the car, i sighed, thinking of what father said.... he's really excluding me from his businesses? i gotta tell this to mom. as for nkosenye? he's out of his mind. He needs some medication.

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Nkosinhle Gcabashe

me: If you're not giving her any of your businesses, then don't bother giving them to me.... what you're doing is unfair, we all know how hard mom trained nkosazana baba, and you as well have witnessed how strong and capable she is for her to own one of your businesses. you're being very unfair to her.
phakamile: i get you, and that's what i told your mother. She's the one who told me not to give zana any of the businesses.
me: Why would she do that?
phakamile: i also asked myself if it's hurting how she thinks of me.... i never hated her, not even once.

nkosenye walked past us, saying he's gonna take a shower, i grabbed my car keys.

me: dad talk to her, she shouldn't do this to zana.... do you know how much nkosazana was so impatient waiting to own one of those? you're both hurting her.

i stood up, walking out and leaving him in deep thoughts, i hopped in my car and drove off to one of my favorite restaurants... im famished.

i ordered and went through my phone, i don't have many friends except for business partners. i sighed heavily when my order came through, i remember ordering a beer, not lemon water.

me: What the f.... what is this?

i asked. I'm not looking at this person. Im all stressed out, and being harsh on some innocent soul won't sit well with me.

waitress: your order, sir.
me: when the fuck did i order this?
waitress: you did sir.... i noted it down along with your food.
me: are you deaf or stupid?

i finally took a look at her and ohh Holy Mighty i wish i didn't, i stood up swallowing hard as she bit her lower lip in nervousness.

waitress: neither sir.... I'll fix your order, what would you like to have?

she bowed her head still biting her lip, i cleared my throat trying to act normal.... i don't freaking know what's up with my heart beating this fast.

me: nothing.... im out of here cos clearly you don't know how to do your job in this restaurant.

i took out few notes and threw them on the table i was seated on before storming out. how can somebody be so beautiful without make-up on? her big round brown eyes make my heart go on a marathon without even warning.... no woman has ever made me feel this way, heck i don't even know her.

i reached my car and sighed placing my hands on top and faced down.

"Sir, your phone."

her sweet, humble voice said from behind, i turned around and bumped into her smile.... can she just stop! my eyes landed on her name tag, "Pearl."

pearl: i have to go back to work sir please take your phone.
me: Thanks.

i said, taking it from her hand, i attempted to ask for her number, but a big diamond shining ring on her finger stopped me from doing so.... im not even interested in dating, so why am i giving a damn about this chick?

i clicked my tongue and got in my car before driving off.

to be continued.