Sydney Mdlalose's Ever After

Chapter Four.

We arrive at Dros and it's not as packed as the parking. Andre calls Elizabeth and tells her to come and sit outside because Nthabi wants the evening breeze.

Elizabeth only takes a minute to find us. She's wearing a white two-piece that shows off her legs and thighs and her amazing waist. Not to mention her bust and a lot of cleavage.

Nthabi and I are sitting next to each other, so she takes a seat next to Andre, across from Nthabi. She greets us all before hanging her bag on the chair. Besides her sitting next to Andre pissing me off (I know, I should've sat there from the beginning), she's wearing her ring. And I finally get to see it for the first time. It's definitely beautiful. Oh, how I hope mine looks bigger and better.

A waiter takes our orders and brings us beverages. Nthabi taps my elbow with hers, her eyes on Elizabeth. She's laughing with Andre while sipping her drink. That must be one expensive type of lipstick that doesn't leave anything on the glass.

"Elizabeth, are you coming to the wedding?" Elizabeth turns her attention to me, a smile still on her face. "Yes, I will be attending the wedding." I look at Andre because I know he invited her. I wouldn't have if I had all the choice. "Cool."

"Sydney, cela ung'khaphe siye ebathroom(please escort me to the bathroom)." Nthabi says. We both get up, taking our bags with us. Nthabi hooks our arms. We enter the restaurant and then walk into the bathroom. I close my eyes and sigh, leaning against a sink.

"Friend. Lomfazi uyey'funa indoda yakho(this woman wants your man). And it's not even a secret. Lapho ushadile, noAndre usazok'shada(At that, she's married and Andre is getting married to you). Maybe we should leave." Nthabi says.

"She's married to Andre, Nthabi." I spit out. I open my eyes to a surprised Nthabi. "What? Why are you still marrying Andre then?" "Because, they're only married for business purposes. But I'm starting to think there's more to it."

Nthabi scoffs. "You think? Friend, she obviously needs to be put in her place."

Andre's P.O.V.
Sydney and Nthabi get up and walk into the restaurant. "They're just going to the ladies' room." Elizabeth says. I nod in response. "You know, I'm happy for you. I'm glad she stayed." I thank her.

My eyes shift to her hands and the ring I married her with is on her finger. I furrow my eyebrows. "Elizabeth, why would you wear the ring after I told you that Sydney would be here?" Elizabeth looks at the diamond ring. "I am married, aren't I?"

I widen my eyes at her. "So? You can wear the ring whenever and wherever you want to, just not in front of my wife." Elizabeth rolls her eyes. "Oh please Andre. If anyone is your wife here, it's me. You're not married to her yet." I squint my eyes.

"What are you trying to prove? Are you trying to get Sydney to dislike you more than she already does?"

"I don't care about Sydney, Andre. I've got nothing to prove to her. At all." I clench my jaw. "Please take that ring off if you still want you and I to get along." Elizabeth glares at me and pulls the ring off of her finger, putting it into her bag. "Happy?" I sip my drink. "Thank you."

Sydney's P.O.V.
Nthabi is right. Elizabeth is pushing it. She's been pushing it, with all her frequent calls to Andre's phone and always wanting to see him. But I don't want to, and I won't be the type of woman who threatens other women over a man.

"Let's just go back to the table." Nthabi holds my arm. "Don't be stupid Sydney. You're getting married to a married man. This will end in tears mngani(friend)." I pull my arm out of her hold. "Asambe(let's go)."

We get back to the table and nor Andre or Elizabeth is talking to the other. Andre smiles as he sees us approaching. Nthabi and I sit down.

"The food seems to be taking it's time." Nthabi says. As if on queue, the food arrives. Another waiter places the plates of food down on our table.

Nthabi seductively smiles at him. "Thank you." He smiles back and walks off. "He's cute. Isn't he Elizabeth?" Nthabi says as her gaze moves from the guy's ass to Elizabeth. "Oh, he's okay." Nthabi silently comments. "Mxm."

We all dig into our plates. "Mmm, this is soo good." Nthabi says with a mouth full of food. Elizabeth gives her a disregarding look. But I'm the only who sees it.

Her fingers wrap around her glass. The ring isn't there anymore. I reach my fingers across the table and steal some of Andre's calamari. He looks up at me. "Seriously?" He smiles.

I shove it into my mouth and smile back. "It's really good." He shakes his head, chuckling. Elizabeth clears her throat obviously seeking attention. "Drink up honey before you choke." Nthabi says to her.

As Elizabeth drinks, Nthabi helps her by pushing the glass up. "Yeah, kanjalo nje(just like that)."

I hold back my laughter. I tap Nthabi's arm. She takes her hand away from the bottom of the glass. "We wouldn't want you to die on us." Elizabeth gives her a fake smile. "Not that any of us would mind though." Nthabi adds, making sure everyone at the table hears her.

Whatever food was in Andre's mouth almost gets coughed out. Elizabeth glares at Nthabi. "Do you have a problem with me?"

Nthabi puts a fork of food into her mouth. "Oh, no sisi." She swallows. "I don't have a problem with you." Elizabeth continues to glare at her. "I hope not." Nthabi creases her eyebrows. "You're hoping as if you would do anything about it if I did."

Andre and I look at one another. I know he's telling me to stop them, but a part of me needs to see this. I pretend to not see what he's trying to tell me.

"Don't test me sisi." Elizabeth replies. Nthabi shrugs. "I don't know, you just seem like the kind of person who's all bark and no bite. Not that that's a bad thing." Elizabeth is about to get out of her chair but Andre grabs her arm, holding her down.

Nthabi chuckles. "It would definitely be wiser not to charge at me in your tight, white two-piece." Elizabeth grabs her glass and throws it's content onto Nthabi.

Nthabi gasps as the cold liquid hits her face and her white top. The attention of the tables around us shift. Nthabi shakily exhales. I take her arm and speedwalk us to the bathroom before this gets too out of hand.

Nthabi begins to laugh. I laugh along. "You're crazy friend." We get paper towels and wet them before wiping her face. There's no point in wiping the shirt, we'll just make it worse. "Yeah well, I was only doing what you couldn't."