Betrayed

Chapter 28

The next morning, I woke up with Asemahle's naked body on mine. Her ass was pressed up against me, and all I could do was smile. I felt a sense of satisfaction and contentment, enjoying the warmth of her body against mine.

I reached for my phone to check the time, but I forgot I left it off. I didn't want to risk waking her up with the sound, so I put it back down.

Instead, I reached over to her side and grabbed her phone. I switched it on, checking the time - 8:26. As I was about to put it down, I noticed something that caught my attention. Her wallpaper and a notification from "babe" with multiple missed calls.

I looked at Asemahle, then back at her phone, shaking my head in disbelief. Who was this "babe" person, and why were they blowing up her phone? I felt a pang of curiosity and decided to try my luck. To my surprise, she hadn't removed me from her phone. I still had access, and I wasn't sure if I should be relieved or concerned.

I opened WhatsApp, and my heart sank when I saw that "babe" was pinned. I removed my hand from her waist and sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a sense of unease wash over me.

I went through the chats, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I thought to myself, "This can't be happening. This must be Unathi, Nwabisa, or Nozuko's phone." I refused to accept the truth.

But as I continued reading, I felt myself begin to shake, and a knot formed in my stomach. I couldn't understand why Asemahle would lie to me about being in a relationship. Was she sleeping with me knowing she had a girlfriend?

The thought made me feel sick. I went to her gallery, and I was surprised by the amount of self-control I had at that moment. I didn't want to believe that Mahle, of all people, would do this to me.

"Fuck," I muttered to myself, feeling a mix of emotions: anger, hurt, and betrayal. I couldn't wrap my head around what I was seeing. Why would she lie to me? What else was she hiding?

I got dressed in my briefs and blue checkered PJ pants, and put on my blue PJ t-shirt. I slipped on my slippers and headed out of the room. My destination was Vusi's room, and I banged on the door with a sense of urgency.

The door finally opened, and Asanda looked at me questionably. "Where's your boyfriend?" I asked, getting a bit frustrated. "Can you not call him that," she said lowly, and I let out a frustrated breath. "Vusi, where's Vusi?" I asked again, and then I saw him getting out of the bathroom.

"Whatsup?" he asked, stretching his arms above his head. "Let's talk in the balcony," I said, already heading in that direction. When I sat down, I couldn't stop shaking. My heart was racing, and I felt like it was beating out of my chest.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, but my mind was racing with thoughts and questions. What was going on with Asemahle? Why did she lie to me? And what was I going to do about it?

He finally came in, and I said, "Close the door." I heard the sliding door close, and then I handed him Asemahle's phone. After a few minutes of silence, he exclaimed, "Fuck." I was still staring straight ahead, trying to process everything.

"But why lie?" he asked, and I sat back in the chair, lifting my hands up in frustration. "Exactly," I said, shaking my head. "This could've all been avoided if she had just told me she was in a whole damn relationship." I felt my eyes start to tear up, and I clenched my jaw to hold back the emotions.

"Nah, cause I swear I hate huns," I said, shaking my head again. I wiped my face as soon as the tears escaped, trying to composed myself. The pain and anger were still there, but I was trying to keep it together.

Vusi looked at me with concern, but I just shook my head again. I didn't want to talk about it anymore. I just wanted to be left alone with my thoughts.