Her Silent Killer

Chapter 29

Ntsikelelo: "King is going to kill us."
Isiqhamo: "No he isn't."
Ntsikelelo: "He will." He argued... "he told us to see her from afar and not to approach. And I sure as hell know that he didn't want her knowing that he's hurt."
Isiqhamo: "Oh hush! Our brother won't do nothing to us. He will thank us for bringing her to him." Ntsikelelo scoffed loudly.
Ntsikelelo: "Thank us? More like he'll bury us alive." Isiqhamo laughed and reached out to brush his arm.
Isiqhamo: "Aww is little Ntsikie scared?"
Ntsikelelo: "Stop that." He said shrugging her hand off... "I'm not a baby anymore. I'm grown now okay? I'm 27 for godsake."
Isiqhamo: "You'll always be my cute and annoying baby brother to me." She said reaching out to pinch his cheek. Ntsikelelo grumbled as he smacked her hand away... "just admit that you're scared qha wena."
Ntsikelelo: "Of course I'm scared!" He exploded... "I mean, hello? Have you met our brother? He's super scary with those black or sometimes gray eyes of his." Isiqhamo laughed. He also noticed the king's eyes change colour! You see? I told you guys.
Isiqhamo: "Oh he's not that bad."
Ntsikelelo: "Speak for yourself. I'm blaming all of this on you when he goes berserk." Isiqhamo cackled shaking her head and said nothing more. We've been on the road for quite a while now. I was worried and a little panicky. When were we arriving where the king was at? Can't believe he was hurt. I just wanted to get to him and see how bad it was. But from listening to these two, he wasn't badly hurt but still, it was all the same to me. Thinking about him being in pain caused me to be in pain too. And knowing that he wanted to hide the fact that he was hurt from me, pissed me the hell off. Damn King! He should've came back to me. I would've dropped everything to take care of him. Didn't he know that? Stupid King! I was going to give me my piece of mind when I saw him. But right after I checked how hurt he was, of course. Hayi saze safa yile ndoda yakho nawe. [ We are going to die of you and that man of yours.]

Ntsikelelo: "Do you think Mom and Dad are back already from their trip?"
Isiqhamo: "I think so." Then she shrugged... "really don't know. When I spoke to Mom yesterday, she said they would be landing around 2 something this afternoon but you know how those two are." Ntsikelelo nodded puffing out a laugh.
Ntsikelelo: "They'll probably go someplace else before going back home."
Isiqhamo: "Yeah but Mom knows that King is hurt so..." She shrugged.
Ntsikelelo: "She's going to be pissed at Uyi. She'll probably pull out her gun at him." Isiqhamo laughed.
Isiqhamo: "You know it! She's badass like that." They shared a laugh. It was an inside joke, it seemed. We were now entering a completely different neighborhood. You could tell from the houses that only the upperclass people lived here. My mouth was literally on the floor at how big and beautiful all the houses were. Oh my God! I thought this kind of world existed only in the movies and novels but no I had been mistaken. Clearly mistaken.
Ntsikelelo: "Is Jared also going to be coming by?"
Isiqhamo: "No he's at a business trip lowo."
Ntsikelelo: "Your husband is always busy."
Isiqhamo: "He has to be. He's gotta cash in that check little bro."
Ntsikelelo: "As if you guys need the money." Isiqhamo chuckled.
Isiqhamo: "True, we don't. But he's doing what he loves so who am I to stand in his way?" Ntsikelelo hummed in answer... "and by the way, when are you going to propose to Relebogile?"
Ntsikelelo: "Soon. Chill-."
Isiqhamo: "Don't say chill. I won't chill!" She said hitting the steering wheel. Gosh! This woman really knows how to rile up. Ntsikelelo groaned.
Ntsikelelo: "There she goes Lord."
Isiqhamo: "It's been how long now dating this girl? No put a ring on that poor girl's finger. Please!"
Ntsikelelo: "I will I will okay!"
Isiqhamo: "Good. And soon must be soon and nothing else."
Ntsikelelo: "Jesus!"
Isiqhamo: "You can call Jesus's name all you want. I'm trying to help and look at for you here. That girl will get tired on waiting on you and leave you like that bitch Abigail-." Ntsikelelo growled dangerously and I shivered.
Ntsikelelo: "Don't." Oh my God! The whole atmosphere in the car changed so fast with that growl.
Isiqhamo: "Ntsiki-.?"
Ntsikelelo: "No." Oh my God! His voice was completely different.
Isiqhamo: "Okay, I'm sorry. I'll shut up."
Ntsikelelo: "That would be best." Yikes! Isiqhamo sighed. Luckily she really didn't say anything after that because I had the feeling that if she had, Ntsikelelo would have lost it. She turned the car and stopped in front of this huge ass gate. She rolled down her window and pressed the passcode and then the gate opened and she drove in. I blinked and blinked as I stared at the house before me in awe. It's beauty was out of this world. There was even a fountain. Oh my gosh! Is this the house where the king grew up in? Holy mother of Jesus! The king's adoptive parents were filthy rich!