Him: Ini? Uthi benzeni?
Me: One of the guards hit me.
Him: Fuck, when I find him, ngizombulala ngezami izandla!!
Me: There's no need for that I'm fine, Kwa...
I stopped myself and saw that he was curious and agitated at what I was to say.
Me:...they came to fetch me and I didn't want to leave because I was angry at the whole situation.
Him: I don't care, even if you hit him first, no one should touch you!!
He took a breath and came forward, held my waist with one hand and placed the other on my cheek.
Him: This is my fault, ngiyaxolisa..
Me: Sthandwa Sam...
Him: I'm sorry, I'm sorry for leaving you in the first place and I'm sorry for not being there for you.
I leaned in for a kiss and met his cold juicy lips, I pulled out and looked at him.
Me: You were trying to keep me safe, I don't know from what or who but it wasn't your fault.
Him: Ngiyakuthanda.
Me: Ngiyakuthanda Gatsheni.
He smirked and kissed me again
Him: MaBhengu kodwa ungenzani?
I giggled placing my head on his chest and he kissed my forehead.
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We drove back to the safe house, I still want to know why everything is happening but I'm not in the mood for a fight right now. We got into the house.
Mbali: You crazy bi...!!!
Me: Kids!
Mbali: Mxm! You scared me!
She hit my shoulder.
Me: Ouch and you're being dramatic.
Nkosi: Mbali, MaBhengu!
She nodded in acknowledgement and he indicated that I follow him.
Me: I'll see you later.
Mbali: You have a lot of explaining to do.
I followed him to our room, we got in and he sat on the bed, I walked in to the bathroom and held on to the sink. I took a breath and looked up into the mirror and he was leaning against the door frame with worry all over his face.
Nkosi: Yaya yindaba?
Me: It's nothing.
I walked towards him and wrapped my arms around him.
Me: Ngiright.
I pecked his lips and he shared a short smile.
Him: Ngicela sikhulume.
Me: Okay?....Sounds serious.
He took my hand and walked to the bed, he sat on it and directed me to sit on his lap, I wrapped my arms around him.
Me: What's wrong you're scaring me?
He looked at me and said nothing.
Me: Nkosi?
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