Melokuhle Mpumelelo Siphosethu Zungu
The first born son of Nkosinathi and Zanothando Zungu. A now matured eighteen year old completing his matric.
There are secrets that his entire family has been hiding from him for the past few years. What happen...
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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 28
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"Don't get me involved, this is your mess to solve" I quickly get up as walk away from him, hearing him shout my name from the living room.
I enter my room and shut the door with a loud thud. The Godfather can kiss my ass, I didn't ask him to 'take care of me' I'm not getting involved with him nor his crazy family.
I take a long, hot shower, get dressed into my favourite pyjamas and get into bed...
I'm awufully tired and today's the only day that I'm not working this week, so I'm going to sleep until my limbs hurt.
*
I lied, I tried falling asleep but ended up binge watching The Wife on Showmax. It's now currently midnight and I'm on a call with Melokuhle.
"It's late Melokuhle, we both need to get to bed" I yawn as I get up from my study table.
"Melokuhle" I call out when I hear nothing from the other side. "Mhm?" He hums out in response.
"Did you hear what I just said?" I sigh. "Not really..." He trails off. "What are you thinking about?" I ask looking into the phone.
"They know that you're in Cape Town" He mumbles. "W-Who?" I choke out. "Everyone, it's all a mess Olwethu" He tips his head back with a groan.
"I'll be okay, you need to stop stressing about me... I'm capable of taking care of my children and myself" I try reassuring him.
"I've sent a couple of guys down there... Don't be surprised when you see a couple of black SUV's following you around town" He informs.
"Haibo, Melokuhle... I don't want them, take them back." I argue. "They've been there for three days now, it's too late" He gives odut a small smile.
I open my mouth to say something but he cuts me off. "I know, you're welcome" He smirks.
"Don't flatter yourself, I wasn't thanking you. What if-" He cuts me off once again.
"Don't worry about it, get some sleep I'll call you tommorow. Okay?" He raises an eyebrow, waiting for my answer.
