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Chapter Twenty Four.

"I thought it was an intruder." I justify.
"Intruder yamasimba! So your dumb self just attacks without making sure who it is in the house slima! What if you killed my Big Bucks?" She brushes his bold head.
"I wouldn't have done that."
"How would you know that? How?"

Wow. I can't stand this. I throw my hands up in defeat and turn to walk back to my room.

"See daddy why you have to give me more money so that I can finally leave this hell hole of a place? I can't look how I look and live in a place like this." I hear her say before stepping into my room.

So this is the man who's been spoiling my sister rotten. He's married! I'm appalled. How could she do this knowing very well that the man is married and has a wife.

I sit on my bed trying to mind my own and forget what I saw and heard from those two back there. I was about to lie down when my door shoots open and in comes Zonke, fuming. I sit up as she came to my side before her hand cracks across my face, snapping it back with the force of her blow. I even stumble back onto the bed, receiving three more full blows to my face. I try shielding my face but it fails, she takes both my hands into a tight grip pressing it down. Her acrylic nails digging into my skin. "Get off me Zonke!"

How is she so strong?

"How many times do I have to tell your fat self to stay out of my business!" She hissed.
"I thought it was an intruder!" I use my leg to push her off. She luckily does fall and I'm up on my feet again. "What is wrong with you? Ungishayelani! (Why did you hit me!)"

I sniff, rubbing my wrists. "Get the hell out of my room Zonke! Get out!"

She gets up from the floor still looking at me, head on.

"Let this be a warning to you Gimba, I will hurt you. With no hesitation. If you try any of your stupid stunts again that will be affecting my life...I'll do worse. Nxa"
"Phuma! Leave!" I push her out of my room and shut the door, locking it.

No. That didn't happen. Zonke didn't mean any of that. I rubbed on my wrists again, before realising something.

"My...my bracelet." I rush to my bedside table and it's not there. Where is it? I search on the floor and it's not there. Wait...when did I even take it off...oh right. And then someone cleaned my room. Oh gosh.

I search my drawers and luckily find it there, sighing in relief. I immediately put it on and shake my head, vowing to never ever take it off again.

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"So Ma, I need you to promise me to allow him to play soccer and go to each of his training sessions with no complaints."

"Hawu, Zanokuhle. I wouldn't do that to the boy. I know how kids are and I know Khaya. Don't you worry yourself okay."

I smile. I told Khaya before he left for school that we'd talk about this moving thing the moment he came back. I wanted him to promise me to tell me how his first week is there with Mrs N. If she's allowing him to really do what he loves, if she checks if he's doing his work, and if she's giving him food since I'll be giving her some money monthly.

If none of these things are being done for him there, like when we were younger then he'll come live with me.

After more talk of when I can bring him around I hang up and grab my bag and Chery's keys. Once outside I'm met by the mannequins who ask to take me wherever I'm going. I thank them and opt to be driven around instead since I wasn't really in the mood to do so myself. Buhle comes with me.