The Assassin's Weakness✔️

43. Home

When I woke up, his arm was wrapped around my waist so I stayed until he woke up. Thankfully my first class was at ten am.

The door opens slightly and a tear-faced Khanyi climbs the bed and gets in-between Kai and I.

"Hey, baby," I whisper to her, trying not to wake him "Come here so you don't wake Dada up." I get her settled and smiling. "You look so beautiful. You are perfect in every way." I message her temples and soon she is dozing off.

I try to get out of bed without waking either of them up when I feel him hold me still. "Don't do that." He mutters in a sleepy haze.

"Sorry, am I hurting you?"

"Kind of." He lifts me out of the bed and puts me on the floor. I do not like the idea of how light I am to him.

"I am sorry."

"It's okay." He leans on the headboard. "What time is your class?"

"In an hour and forty-five minutes."

"Okay." Walking out the door, I notice him looking at me, my shy smile bursts onto my face and I purse my lips in embarrassment.
I am happy we are talking again on our own. It gives me hope.

"I have to go, you will be okay?" Placing a kiss on Khanyi's forehead.

"Let me take you, come on Khanyi, let's take mama to school." He says picking her up and wrapping his arms around her, she found delight in his embrace, like I did.

"You don't have to do that, you are hurt."

"No it's okay, plus Khanyi needs some type of outing today."

"Fine, I will drive on the way there."

"Fine with us." I set the car seat in the Audi SUV, since he crashed his G-wagon, this is the only child-friendly care here.

She starts crying as I get out of the driveway, I hand her a few cheese crackers and she focuses on the food. I hate the smell but she loves it, lives for them so I keep them on me.

"Okay, so you will text me when you are done?" I nod before heading to class, the one I am already late to.

"I saw you two are back together." Chris says as I take my seat, why are our surnames similar?

"And why are you reporting back to me?"

"You chose to kiss me, I don't understand why you are mad at me."

"I see your face and remember that I chose my anger over him and that destroys me little by little every day, I will never be able to fully forgive myself and every time I see your face, I hate myself more. I am not mad at you, I am mad at what you represent." I head to my seat. I should not have allowed Kai to take me to school.

I text him to fetch me after this class, which ends in forty-three minutes. I need to be home, away from him, as far as I possibly could. Why did he have to talk to me? It is unnecessary, he wanted attention and I gave him that. When am I going to be done with this course?

"You okay?"

"I'm fine." I am far from fine, I feel like punching Chris' face. Thank God for the punching bag at home.

I changed into my gym wear before heading to the gym, Kai set up, over the past few months every time I felt like self-harming, I came here and here I am again.

"Separate your feet more and centre yourself." He says leaning on the door, I follow his guide, I am not here to box but if I can do it right, that should be better. I throw a few punches and he sits on the floor as I keep punching the bag.