Betrayed

Chapter 38

We headed back to my place, taking some time to unwind before doing anything else.

And yeah, I've got my own spot - I snagged an apartment after my parents had a meltdown one day, and I figured it was time to "move out".

I still visit them regularly, but when my "friends" come over, we hang out here instead. I mean, having sex at your parents' place while they're home is just mad disrespectful.

It's all about respect, and I've got plenty of that for my rents. So, we chill at my place, and everyone's happy.

So yeah man. Oh, and I'm paying for my own rent and bills because I've got some savings from my old job.

But since I started matric, I realized I need to focus all my energy on my studies - the workload is no joke.

But now, with this new place, I might have to start working again. Shit, this wasn't the plan at all.

I was hoping to keep my priorities straight and finish my education without any distractions.

"Would you like something to drink?" I ask, looking over at her.

"Nah, I'm just gonna go rest," she replies, and I nod my head in understanding.

"You tryna sleep in the same bed or you want your own room?" I ask, hoping she'll choose the first option.

"Will you stay on your side of the bed?" she asks, and I let out a low sigh. I nod my head and shrug my shoulders, trying to appear nonchalant.

"Then it's fine," she says, and I nod my head in agreement.

I stand up and stretch out my hand to her, and she takes it. I pull her up from the couch, and we walk to the room together, the tension between us palpable.

As we enter the bedroom, I can't help but feel a sense of relief that she's agreed to share the bed with me. I'm hoping that tonight will be the start of something special.

I remove the pillows from the bed while she goes to brush her teeth and shower. I'm trying to create a comfortable atmosphere, hoping that tonight will be a turning point for us.

I then sit on my bed, feeling a pang of guilt and nostalgia. I decide to call Asemahle, since it's been a while since we last spoke.

I know I've been ignoring her, but I still care about her deeply and don't want to lose her completely.

As I dial her number, I can't help but think that what I'm doing right now - being with someone else - might push her into somebody else's arms. The thought sends a twinge of regret through my heart.

She answers on the third ring, and I take a deep breath, unsure of what to expect from our conversation.

"Hey!" She said, sounding excited.

"Whatsup? Why you so happy?" I ask, smiling.

"You finally called back. I thought you didn't want me anymore," she says, and I can sense the relief in her voice. I clench my jaw, feeling a pang of guilt for ignoring her for so long.

"Nah, nah, I do. It's just... I needed to think about this properly," I say, trying to sound sincere.

"So, we are gonna fix things?" she asks, her tone hopeful.

"Yeah. I actually have something to show you," I say, trying to sound mysterious.

"What?" she asks, curiosity getting the better of her.

"You'll see," I say, trying to sound enigmatic. Just then, I hear the shower go off, and I know I need to wrap up the call quickly.

"Look, we'll talk tomorrow. I gotta go," I say, trying to sound apologetic.