Deadly obsession ,Chapter 8
ANDILEHe wakes up to the sound of the morning birds chirping outside the window. He stretched his arms and legs, savoring the feeling of being well rested. Then his eyes landed on the sleeping form of Lubanzi, curled up beside him on the bed.H smiles to himself as he watched Lubanzi's peaceful slumber. He thought about all the wonderful things that had happened the day before.
I've never felt this good after I had *** with anyone, but today was different. I'm not sure if it was because this kid was drunk and so energetic, or if it was something else. But whatever it was, I'm just happy to be in such a good mood. I'm still smiling, thinking about how freaky things got last night.
I got out of bed, heading towards the shower. After I showered, I wrapped a towel around my torso and went downstairs to make something strong for the kid. I figured he'd need something to help with his hangover when he wakes up.
I got to the kitchen and started making a strong coffee.
I was about to head upstairs when I saw the kid standing there, looking at me.
Me:"Oh, morning," I say. "You're awake."
Him:"Morning," he says, yawning. "Yeah, I guess I am."
Me:"I was about to bring this up for your hangover," I say, handing him the cup of strong coffee.
Him:"Thanks," he says, taking the cup.
He looked down at the shirt he was wearing, which was mine. "I'm sorry, I just grabbed your shirt and put it on without thinking," he says, blushing. "Does it look silly on me?"
I smiled.
Me: "No, actually, it looks good on you," I say. "You're pulling it off better than I could."
He laughed, a little embarrassed.
Him:"Thanks," he says
Me: "Do you want to talk about what happened last night?"
He hesitated for a moment, then shakes his head
Him:"No," he says, shaking his head. "I'd rather not talk about it."
I smiled, nodding.
Me: "If you say so." I ask, "Are you feeling okay? Does anything hurt?"
He shook his head again.
Him: "No, I'm good. It's nothing I can't handle." He finished his coffee in a few gulps. "Thanks for this," he says, holding up the empty cup. "It helped a lot."
Me:"No problem," I say. "Are you sure you're okay?"
Him:"Yeah, I'm sure,"he said, but he was still avoiding my gaze.
Me:"Go take a shower, so I can take you home," I say.
He nodded and headed upstairs. I tidied up the bedroom and got dressed. A few minutes later, he came back downstairs, hair damp and smelling of shampoo. He was wearing the same shirt as before, and a sheepish smile.
Him"I'm stealing this shirt," he says, with a shy chuckle.
I laughed.
Me:"I'll let you borrow it, as long as you give it back eventually," I say.
We headed outside and got into the car. I locked the front door and we drove off. The ride to his house was mostly silent, but it wasn't awkward. I got the sense that we were both thinking the same thing: We had a good time together, and we wanted to see each other again.
When we pulled up to his house, I park the car two houses away. He turned to look at me, a nervous smile on his face.
Him:"Thanks for driving me," he says. "And for being so cool about everything."
Me:"It was my pleasure," I say. "I had a really good time yesterday . I hope I will see you gain"
Him:"You mean, like...you want to see me again?" he asks, looking at me with wide eyes.
Me:"Yes, of course," I say. "We really hit it off, and I would love to see you again."
He smiled, clearly pleased.
Him:"Sure," he says.
Me:"What's the best way to reach you?"
Him:"My number is..." I gave him my phone and he punches his number.
He gave me my phone back and then I called it to make sure it was working. But it wasn't in the car."
Him:"Omg, Sir!" , his eyes going wide. "I forgot my phone in your house!"
Me:"Don't worry," I say. "I'll drive back later to give you back . In the meantime, take my phone so you can call your family or friends if you need to."
He looked hesitant, but then he took the phone.
Him:"Okay," he says
He got out of the car and headed to his house. I waited until he had disappeared before driving away.
The drive home was quiet, but I couldn't stop thinking about him. He is such a sweet guy.
When I got home, I went inside and started making myself a cup of coffee. As I waited for the water to boil, I found myself thinking about the kid. I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing right now.
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ZIBUSISO
Me: "I can't believe you slept with that kid you barely know him dude"I say to Andile who is telling me he spent a night with Suku's friend Lubanzi.
Andile:"I know, I know," he says, shaking his head and laughing. "But I just couldn't help it. It just sort of happened."
I shook my head in disbelief.
Me: "Do you even know his name?" I ask.
He shook his head again. "I totally forgot to ask him!" he says . "So I guess I'll just call him 'kid' from now on."
We both burt out laughing .
Me:"Wow, you really don't waste any time, do you?" I say, shaking my head and laughing.
Just then, Mongezi walked into the room.
Mongezi:"Hey, you guys!" he greet us.
"You're here!" he says looking at Andile.
Andile:"What's up?"
Mongezi:"I was wondering where you were,Your phone was answered by someone else, so I wasn't sure if you were home or not."
Andile:"Oh, that's right," Andile says. "My phone isn't with me,I left it with the kid, and he left his phone with me."
We both looked at him, confused
Me: "What do you mean, you left your phone with him?" I asked. "And why would he leave his phone with you?"
Andile :"It's a long story," Andile said, laughing. "But I'll tell you everything."
And then he proceeded to tell us the story of what had happened.
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After that night, Suku and I became more distant. We talk less, and our interactions were less frequent and less personal. It is like a barrier had been placed between us. I respected her wishes, of course, and I didn't try to control her or tell her what to do. After all, she was right - she is a grown girl and could make her own choices.
These days, she goes out as she pleases, and I don't say anything. She's free to do what she wants.
But despite all that, there was a part of me that still worried about her.
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SUKOLUHLE
I am walking home from the club with some of my classmates. We are all laughing and joking around, just having a good time. We are singing and dancing on the sidewalk, not caring who saw us. We are just enjoying ourselves and enjoying the night.
I looked up at the stars, feeling a sense of peace and contentment. I was happy in that moment, just being with my classmates and enjoying the simple things in life. It was a moment of pure joy and happiness, one that I'll never forget.
Suddenly, a car pulled up in front of us. Two guys got out, both of them holding guns. We all scattered, running in different directions. I tried to take my phone out of my pocket to call Zibusiso, but I tripped and the phone went flying. I heard it skitter across the ground, but I didn't have time to go back for it. I just kept running, trying to get away from the men and their guns.
I could hear them shouting after us, but I didn't look back. I just kept running, my heart pounding in my chest. I could hear my friends' footsteps behind me, and I knew they were just as scared as I was. I could hear cars passing by, but no one stopped to help us. We were on our own, and we had to rely on each other to get out of this alive.
I saw a dark alley up ahead and made a split-second decision. I darted into the alley, hoping my friends would follow me. It was dark and narrow, but it was better than being out in the open, where the men with the guns could see us.
I feel someone tapping my shoulder.I screamed standing up but a hand closes my mouth I feel a hand running inbetween my thighs,I froze
Me:"please don't " he ignores me and I feel him pushes his shaft in my canan making me scream, he doesn't care, he goes in and out of me and deep thrusting in me with each thrust making me numb. He takes it out and slaps me with it a couple of times before putting it back in. I try fight him off and push him and move him away but he keeps holding me in place making it difficult for me to move an inch. He carries on until he shoots *** inside me. He takes it out again he inserts himself roughly. He thrusts into me without any mercy , I feel like I'm about to vomit my interstines
Me:"Please, stop,please!" I beg but my pleading falls to deaf ears. He groans into my ear, I'm in excruciating pain now, i feel him switches holes, making me scream so loud he goes faster and faster shooting *** inside me while groaning. He slides out, I remain in the same position choked.I can't believe it happhappened again,My entire body feels like it has been hit by a train.The person leaves me there and I force myself to get up and try walking to the house.
to be continued ….
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