CHAPTER 8
ZINHLE DUMAThis is what I hated from the first place, I never wanted to be a burden. I have just been here for three days but Thato is already fed up.
Thato: What you doing?
Me: Packing up my things.
Thato: Zinhle come on don't do this..
Me: Thato I asked you... yazi I asked you if you were cool with me staying here and you said you're fine with me being here.
Thato: Of course I was... I am... I'm fine just that I'm mad that Tsheps called me disturbing me from my things...
Me: Sorry keh he won't ever call you again on my case, I'm leaving.
I took my other bag and packed my things, he was standing with hands in his pockets looking at me. Mxm I hate how his seriousness makes my heart beat faster.
Thato: So where will you be going?
Me: That's none of your business Thato.
Thato: Zinhle.
He said in a stern voice making me stop from packing. I swear I'm gonna die due to terrifying tone of his.
Me: Wha... what?
Thato: You're not going anywhere.
Me: Well, I...
Thato: Hope I'm clear.
He said and walked out, ohh what does he think he is? demanding me like I'm some kid? mxm I'm heading back to Durban, I don't have time for shit. I continued packing when I heard my phone ringing, it's Tshepiso.... shem these guys are gonna be the death of me.
Me: Tshepiso.
Tshepi: Hhayi what's going on now?
Me: What?
Tshepi: What am I hearing that you're packing your things?
Me: Yes you heard right.... I'm going.
Tshepi: Going where Zinhle? it's damn 4am.
Me: I know... I'm going back to him.
Tshepi: Him?
Me: Yes, Sandile. Otherwise I have no place to stay than being with him.
Tshepi: You're crazy.... you're not leaving that place.
He cut the call.... what's up with these two busy telling me that I'm not going anywhere? who do they think they are? kings of the world? I quickly took a shower and walked out to find him on the phone.
Thato: Yeah... yeah...
.....
Me: She's not gonna leave bafo, I won't allow her.
He stopped talking as he saw me coming down.
Thato: Whooah Zinhle, and then?
Me: What? I told you mos I'm leaving.
Thato: Mxm.... bafo we'll talk, let me sort this chick out.
He dropped the call and looked at me.
Me: "This chick?"
Thato: I'm not gonna argue with you or anything like that.
Me: Wenzani? (what you doing?)
Thato: Exactly this.
He took my bags from me and headed back upstairs, and not to my room this time but to the other side of the house. I followed him.... he got in some room which was painted black, everything njee was black.
Me: What the hell?
I asked getting in, his scent was all over the place.... there was no doubt that it belonged to him.
Thato: I'm sure your nightmares won't be much in this room.
He unpacked my clothes and got in a walk-in closet placing them well.
Me: What's going on Thato?
Thato: Yazi ake rate chick tsesa mameleng Zinhle? (I'on like girls that don't listen) and you seem to be like one of those.
Me: Mxm.
Thato: So you gonna be sleeping in here...
Me: What?
Thato: With me.
No way!
To Be Continued.
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