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miranda: beyond the streets

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he was now driving me back to my house , we decided to pass at the mall first to get some junk food .



he parked his car in the garage .



me: you're sleeping over ?

him:yes , you don't wanna come to my house mos .



I rolled my eyes . he came to open the car door for me . we walked inside the house . I went upstairs to take a quick shower then wore my silk night dress , the belly ? shame it was out there doing things .



I went back to him .

me:what are you going to wear ?

him:i have track pants here and few vests .



oh i forgot . i sat on the couch then started eating . he also digged in . in about an hour we were done , it was around 21:00 .



we went upstairs to my bedroom , he took a fifteen minutes shower then wore one of his track pants .



him: let's cuddle my baby .

I smiled , he got under covers then tucked me in . he pecked my forehead .



him:i love you .

me:i love you sengwayo .



he chuckled .

him:you never introdudced yourself .



I sighed and closed my eyes listening to his heartbeat which was beating fast , and mine was beating fast too.



me:my name is miranda martens , my parents died in a car accident when i was very young , i was raised by my grandmother but (sigh) she died when i was 16 .



him:what happened ?

I sniffed , I am trying so hard to hold back my tears but they fell anyway .



me:i woke up one morning , we were sharing the same room , that time she already prepared bathing water for me and she was sleeping peacefully so . I bathed right in the room , wore my school uniform then said goodbye , I wasn't expecting her to respond since she was sleeping . I went to school then came back home after school , the door wasn't open , everything was the same as I left it in the morning , i walked to the bedroom , the smell was there , she was laying there sleeping peacefully in the same position i left her with . i called her , i called her nkanyezi and she didn't respond , I went to shake her , I felt her pulse and it wasn't there .



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