Deadly obsession ,Chapter 17
LUBANZIHave you ever experienced the feeling of seeing your best friend laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to life support, unmoving? It's heart-wrenching, and it breaks me every time I come to visit her and find her in the same position. It's a pain that's difficult to describe, and it's hard to find any sense of comfort. All I can do is hope and pray that she will wake up, but even that seems like a distant possibility.
It's been two long, painful months. Nothing is changing. I miss her so much. I miss talking to her, I miss seeing her smile. Every day feels empty without visiting the hospital. I can't stop thinking about her, and I can't stop hoping that she will wake up. But as the days go by, that hope starts to fade. I feel like I'm losing a part of myself, and I'm not sure how to move on.
I haven't seen Andile in over a week. He won't tell me what's going on, and I want know why we were attacked at Zibusiso's house. I just want to understand why all of this is happening.
After showering, I changed into my pyjamas and a soft, cozy robe. I went downstairs to the kitchen to make myself something to eat. My parents are away on a business trip, so the house is quiet and still. The only sound is the ticking of the clock on the wall, and the hum of the refrigerator. It was strangely soothing, and I felt myself relax a little.
I decided to go to bed, turning off the lights and settling in under the covers. I checked my phone one last time, hoping for a message or call, but there was nothing. I tried to distract myself by playing some games on my phone, but my mind kept wandering back to Suku. Eventually, I fell asleep, with my phone still
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I woken up by my phone vibrating and ringing. Only one person calls me by this time. I reach for my phone while squinting my eyes as the light of the phone brights up my face.
Me: "Andile. I say in a crusty voice "
Him: "Please come out, I want to see you."
Me:"haibo Andi--"
Him: "Woza Luba. "He hangs up.
I take my robe and put on my slippers.
I keep rubbing my eyes. I take the stairs down.
He is leaning on his car, ankles crossed, wearing all black.
Me: "what it it that couldn't wait until tomorrow ?" I say lazily.
Him: "I miss you". He says pulling me to him holding my waist.
Me: "mmh." As I lay my head on his chest.
Him: "I'm going to disappear for a couple of days."
I get up from his chest.
Me: "Ngobani Andile?"? I look up at him
Him: "We have some business to take care of."
I'm uneasy.
Me:" What kind of business that you have to disappear for couple of days??"
Him: "It's best if you don't know but I'm taking you to my house.You will be safer there "
Me:"I will be safe at your house?I'm still safe at my home... Wait what's going on Andile?" I say letting him go.he sighs
Him: "I just want to make sure you're safe okay. It's just a couple of days."
I stare at him. I don't like this.
Him:"And I don't want you going out while I'm not around. Do not go to school nor to the hospital either "
Me: "What?if I don't go to the hospital who will check on Suku?haii Andile ngeke ,even school ?my parents won't be happy if they hear I have been absenting myself from school"
Him:"Your parents won't know a thing,as for Suku is safe in the hospital nothing will happen to her. Please just listen to me and trust me. I need you to stay at my house until i get back. I don't want to talk about this Luba. Please just do as I say and trust me."
I looked at him, struggling to keep my tears at bay. I folded my hands in my lap, trying to keep my emotions in check. He reached out and pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me in a hug.
Him:"I want you to stay at my house, so I know you're safe," he says softly. I hesitated for a moment, but then nodded. I went to my room to pack some clothes, my heart heavy.
Once I had packed my things, I made sure all the doors were locked. I walked back to Andile 's car, and he opened the door for me. I got in, and he followed suit, starting the car and drove away....
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The guys reached their safe house, and made sure everyone was safe and sound before they left. They headed inside and dropped their bags on the table, breathing a sigh of relief to be home. Zwelakhe took out his laptop and began the arduous task of tracking down Gasa, the man behind the shooting months back. It was a long and difficult process, but Zwelakhe was determined to find him and bring him to justice.
As the hours passed, Zwelakhe barely blinked, his eyes glued to the screen. He took a sip of coffee every now and then.
After a lot of work, Zwelakhe was finally able to track down the owner of the bullets used in the shooting. To his shock and surprise, it was Gasa - an old enemy from high school who had always competed with him and the brothers for the rights to a gold mine. The competition had become increasingly heated and violent over the years, but Zwelakhe never thought it would come to this.
It had been years since they had left their gang life behind, and yet it seemed like old habits die hard. An old enemy had resurfaced, and they couldn't let him get away with his crimes. They had promised to leave that life behind, but this was too important to ignore. They would have to break their vows and get back into the game in order to stop Gasa once and for all.
Once he finds Gasa's location, he called his brothers and Zibu'sfriends. He tells them everything he had found out about Gasa, and where he lives. They all smile, a dangerous gleam in their eyes. They couldn't wait to jump back into the game and finish what Gasa had started. Mongezi disappeares for a moment, and when he returned, he had a bag full of guns and supplies. The hunt was on.
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NOMATHEMBA
Me:"I can't even poop in peace anymore!" exclaimed in frustration. "These people following me around are driving me crazy. It's been two days of this, and I'm sick of it. The house has guards, everyone has guards - it's like we're living in a fortress. When will this end?"
Mom:"We have no choice but to adapt and get used to this until your brothers come home," my mother sayss, a tired look on her face.
Me:"I'm so exhausted," I groan. "Once this is all over, I'm going far away, I can't deal with this anymore. I don't want to be around my brothers ever again." My mother chuckled at my outburst.
Mom:"You always say that, but here you are, still with your brother Zibusiso," she says, a laugh in her voice. She is right - I always said that, but in the end, I could never stay away from my brothers. We are thick as thieves, even if we drive each other crazy sometimes.
At first, I was proud of my brothers being gangsters.People were scared of them, and no one messed with us or our family. But then when their enemies started to fight back, and suddenly everyone needed a guard next to them at all times.
I leave my mother in the kitchen, preparing dinner. I went to check on Zamo, who was playing with her dolls. She looked up when I entered the room, and her face brightened. I knew she was thinking about Suku, and I felt my heart break a little. I had been trying to explain to her what had happened, but she is still too young to really understand. Sometimes I would take her with me to visit Suku at the hospital. Zamo would shake her and talk to her, even though Suku couldn't answer or even hear her. It was so heartbreaking to watch, but I knew that Zamo needed to feel like she was doing something to help her sister. I sat down on the floor next to her and put my arm around her.
Me:"Suku will be okay," I say softly. "The doctors are doing everything they can to help her. She's strong, and she'll fight through this. She loves you so much, and she would never abandon you." Zamo looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears.
Zamo:"Do you really think so?" she asks, her voice small.
Me:"I really do," I say. "Suku is stronger than anyone I know. She's a fighter, and she won't give up. Just keep talking to her, telling her how much you love her. She may not be able to answer right now, but she can hear you. And when she wakes up, she'll be so happy to hear all the things you've said to her." Zamo nods a little comforted by my words.
Zamo:"I just wish I could do more," she says, her voice trembling. "I wish I could make her better."
Me:"You're doing so much just by being here with her," I say, squeezing her shoulder. "Your love and your support mean more than you know. You don't have to be able to make her better - you're already helping her by being here and showing her how much you care. Just keep being yourself, and keep being there for her. That's all she needs from you." She nods again, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.
Zamo:"Thank you, Aunt Noma" she say, giving me a small smile.
Me:"You're welcome, my little warrior," I say pinching her soft cheeks cursing her to giggle...
to be continued…
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