Deadly obsession ,Chapter 18
Chapter #18NARRATED.
The guys have managed to surround Gasa's house, with so much security, it will be tricky to make it in.
It's just the 5 of them.
All the other men are secretly surrounding their location, around his garden and forest surroundings. They whisper to each other.
Zibu: No time to waiste & sulk. We have to get this shit over with.
He touches his ear device and looks at the guys. They nod.
Mongezi: KB, lights out.
KB: Roger that.
The lights go off the entire neighborhood. They put the power off the entire estate. This mansion so big that he has no neighbors. It's surrounded by trees.
The guards growl in irritation.
Zibusiso : Ready. He says in a whisper.
They nod.
Zweli: Okay lets split.
They do so.
They climb over the tall walls, monitoring every guards movement, because if they get caught they going to die.
Red lights have come on inside the monitor.
Zibusiso can hear GASA'S voice
Gasa: **** this Loadshedding man! Get the generator, hurry you **** heads.
Zibusiso jumps and lands on the garden. He pulls one guard by the tree and twists his neck and carefully dragging him .
He reaches for the device in his ear. Whispering.
Zweli: We have to get inside the house in 30 second.
Andile: Shit okay.
They are all well armed, bullet belts across their body's, knifes to slits throats, bombs. Everything.
They move fast. Careful not to be caught.
They all make their way in the house in different rooms.
Luba: Everybody in ?
Andile: Yes
Mongezi: Sure.
The lights go on. They can't afford to stay in the light for more that a minute, anyone can come in, in any of their rooms.
Zibusiso : Ace, fire.
ACE: Mkhathini.
Gunshots are fired outside the house.
Snipers on trees, it's a battle
Gasa: What the **** is happening! Kill those fuckers
He screams in the mansion.
Gunshots are fired from every angle.
Zibusiso is breathing heavily.
Zibusiso : Let's move. I need to be the one to get to him first.
Zweli: Rodger that.
Andile: okay beis.
In just a few minutes, the snipers had taken out all the guards protecting Gasa. He was in a panic, knowing that his enemies had come for him. Four of his men rushed him to the basement, hoping to hide him there while they went out to engage the invaders.
The four men were experienced soldiers, and they were determined to protect Gasa at all costs. But the invaders were skilled and well-equipped, and they were coming for blood.
One of the four men was Gasa's son, a ruthless and bloodthirsty warrior. He had been trained from a young age to be a deadly fighter, and he took great pleasure in spilling the blood of his enemies.
As Andile crept through the passages, his footsteps were silent, his breathing barely audible. He knew that a single misstep could mean disaster - the entire operation could be over in a matter of seconds. But he had to keep moving, or he would never reach his target. Maybe then he would see the gates of hell, but that was a risk he was willing to take.
The two men crept around the corner, each one careful not to make a sound. But then they collided, their bodies crashing together with a thud that seemed deafening in the silence. Andile's gun clattered to the ground as they struggled, fighting for control of the weapon. Finally, Andile threw the gun away, sending it skittering across the floor. The moment of silence was shattered as the two men began to brawl, each one determined to come out on top.
In the midst of the struggle, Andile's eyes caught sight of the gun, lying just a few feet away. Without thinking, he lunged for it, reaching out to grab it. But the beast was faster, and he kicked the gun away, sending it sliding across the floor. Andile cursed under his breath, knowing he had to end this fight quickly. He lashed out with a punch, catching the beast square in the jaw.
Beast: You bastard! You'll pay for this! he growled, landing a blow that knocked Andile to the ground.
Andile:**** you!
Andile struggled to get to his feet, but his injured arm made it difficult. He knew that if he gave up now, he would lose everything. He gritted his teeth and fought back, landing a punch of his own.
The two men continued to exchange blows, neither one giving an inch. But Andile was tiring, his strength waning. He knew he couldn't keep this up much longer. He had to find a way to end this fight.
Andile knew he had to do something drastic if he wanted to survive this fight. In a flash of inspiration, he remembered the knife he had been carrying. It was hidden in his boot, out of sight. If he could just reach it...
He fought with renewed vigor, trying to keep the beast at bay long enough to grab the knife. He could feel it, just inches away from his fingers.
Suddenly, the beast stumbled, and Andile saw his chance. He reached down and pulled the knife from his boot, bringing it up in a swift, deadly arc.
The knife struck the beast with a sickening thud, and he cried out in pain. But he was not done yet - he swung wildly, his fist connecting with Andile's jaw. Andile saw stars, and for a moment he thought he might black out. But he forced himself to stay conscious, knowing that if he passed out, he would be at the beast's mercy.
He raised the knife again, his hands shaking with exhaustion. He knew he had to finish this now, or he would not survive.
Andile felt a crushing blow as the beast tackled him, sending him flying across the room. He hit the wall with a sickening crunch, the air knocked out of him. As he struggled to catch his breath, the beast was already upon him, grabbing him by the throat.
Andile tried to fight back, but the beast was too strong. Just when he thought all hope was lost, The door swung open
Zibusiso burst into the room, brandishing a gun. The beast turned to face him, a look of fury on his face. But it was too late - Zibusiso fired, and the beast crumpled to the ground.
They raced out of the room and down the hallway. Zibusiso reached the door at the end of the hall and kicked it open. A gunshot echoed through the air, and he felt a sharp pain in his side. He stumbled back, clutching his side as blood began to seep through his clothes.
The other men were shouting, but their words were lost on him. His vision blurred, and he could barely make out what was happening around him. He fought to stay conscious, focusing on the pain and trying to push through it.
Zibusiso took a deep breath, trying to gather his strength. He mustered all his energy and charged toward Gasa, beating him with all his might. Gasa cried out, begging for forgiveness, but Zibusiso was beyond listening. He was consumed by a blind rage, driven by the thought of his brother.
Meanwhile, the others had also turned on Gasa, grabbing him and adding their own punches to the fray. Gasa was completely at their mercy, unable to defend himself or escape.
Zibusiso felt his strength waning, his arm heavy and his vision growing dim.He knew he was running out of energy, but he couldn't stop. His anger and pain drove him on, beating Gasa with everything he had.
Zibusiso : "Why attack Suku instead of coming straight to me?" he screams. "Do you know that she's fighting for her life in the hospital, on life support?"
Gasa laughed in his face, a cruel, mocking laugh. Zibusiso saw red, and his rage exploded. "I'll kill you!" he yelled. "I'll make you pay for what you've done!"
He grabbed Gasa by the throat,In a blur of movement, Zibusiso tossed Gasa against the wall, the impact causing the man's head to split open. The brothers and the others stood frozen in shock, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. Zibusiso's eyes were wild, his body shaking with anger and adrenaline.
For a moment, the room was silent. Then, the brothers rushed to Gasa's side, but it was too late. The man was dead. They looked at Zibusiso in horror, unsure of what to do or say.
Zibusiso looked down at Gasa's body, the reality of what he had done began to sink in. The rage and adrenaline that had fueled his actions dissipated, and he was left with a terrible sense of emptiness and despair. He sank to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
Zibusiso :"What have I done?" he whisperers. "I'm a monster."
The others stood silently, their faces a mix of shock and horror. They had never seen Zibusiso like this, and they didn't know how to react.
Zweli kneels down next to his brother, his expression gentle and understanding. He placed a hand on Zibusiso's shoulder, his voice soft and reassuring.
Zwli:"It's okay, Zibu," he says. "We all make mistakes. You're not a monster, and you're not alone."
Zibusiso looks up at his brother, tears still streaming down his face.
Zweli:"I just... I don't know what to do," he says, his voice trembling. "I can't live with what I've done."
Zweli takes a deep breath and looks into Zibusiso's eyes, his expression full of compassion and love.
Zweli:"We'll get through this, together," he says. "You're not alone, and you're not a monster. I know you're hurting, but you have to know that this doesn't define you. We can get through this, okay?"
Zibusiso nodded slowly, his breathing starting to slow. He wiped the tears from his face, trying to regain control of his emotions.
Zibusiso :"I just... I don't know how to deal with this,with Suku laying on that hospital bed not moving at all kills me " he says, his voice shaking. "I can't lose her brother"
Zweli helped Zibusiso to his feet, and the brothers made their way out of the burning house, leaving the wreckage behind. The smoke and flames billowed around them, but they didn't look back. They had to find a way to make amends for what had happened.
As they walked away, Zibusiso felt the weight of his actions, but he also felt the strength of his brother's support. He knew that together, they could face whatever came next....
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LUBANZI
I wake up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about Andile.Where is he?he never called me at all ever since he left. and I cant stand to be in this house any longer. I get out of bed and started packing my bags.
I make my way down the stairs, my mind racing. Suddenly, I hear a voice
Andile: "Going somewhere?" I spun around, startled, to see him standing there, bandages wrapped around his shoulder and arm. My heart skipped a beat.
Me:"Andile?," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I ran to him and wrapped my arms around him, holding him close. He returned my embrace, and I could feel his heart beating against my chest.
I pulled back, staring into his eyes. "What happened to you? Where were you, Andile?" I ask, my voice shaking.
He gave me a small smile, his eyes softening.
Andile :"Can you calm down for a minute, kid?" he said, his voice gentle. "I'm okay, I promise."
I took a deep breath.
Me:"Are you kidding me?" I snapp. "You're hurt! Just look at yourself!"
He reached up and cupps my face in his hands. Before I could finish my sentence, he leaned in and kissed me, his lips soft and warm against mine. My heart raced as I melted into his embrace. I couldn't believe this was happening.
When he finally pulled away, he gave me a sheepish smile.
Andile :"Does that answer your question?" he asks.
The air was thick with tension as we made our way back up to the room. He held my hand tightly, his grip reassuring. I was still reeling from the kiss, my mind racing with questions.
to be continued …
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