Niya walks to her bedroom she looks at the man sleeping in her bed. She clears her throat but he doesn't even move an inch.
She takes her pajamas and walks out to take a shower.
To her return he is still in her bed.
She makes her way into bed.
As soon as she lays down he moves closer wrapping his arms around her body.
'Well I guess he was not asleep' she thought to herself.
During the night she feels chills on her skin she tries to tuck in her blanket but she can't feel the bed. She hears people whispering in the room she slowly opens her eyes.
She screams but quickly covers her mouth she can't wake Naledi up and in danger her.
Mqhele's arms are wrapped around her.
Niya: " Mqhele" she whispers. " Mqhele man" she says firmly.
She taps on his hand.
He mumbles something she can't hear.
Niya: " Mqhele why are we floating"
Mqhele: " what" he quickly wakes up letting go of Niya unaware.
She goes crushing on the bed while trying to take off her wrist bracelet.
Niya: " aah"
He descends to the bed.
Mqhele: " are you ok"
Niya: " am I ok, are you serious, are you ok, why are you floating in your sleep"
Mqhele shakes his head. She is always worrying about other people no wonder Naledi is so over protective.
Mqhele: " let's have a look at that he says pointing at the shoulder she is holding."
Niya: " don't worry it's nothing, why are you floating in your sleep. Are you some kind of satanist" he looks at her shocked.
" well it was the spirits now it's voices of who knows who and we are floating, you will have to answer me before my mind wonders further"
Mqhele: " how far can you wonder beyond a satanist... wait don't answer that I don't need you insulating me further"
Niya looks down, in shame she shouldn't have said that but she was scared.
" it had never happened before, well not in my sleep" he says.
She nodes.
" there is something about you that makes me...
Niya: " I am sorry, I should know better before judging someone you never judged me ever"
Mqhele: " yes not 14 years ago when you made it rain with your tears and not recently too"
She looked at him confused.
" at the hospital when you were six we played in the rain"
Her eyes popped out.
Then she started laughing
Niya: "you're the thief who turned out to be a prince.
How can I forget you ,you one of the reason I wear this bracelet apparently your parents freaked out when they saw my eyes but wait what happened to you, didn't you have purple eyes. You used to be cute"
He smiles looking at the excitement on her face, but it changes into a frown ' what does she mean I used to be cute' he thinks.
Mqhele: " ouch!" He says touching his chest. "I wear contact lances I can't have people thinking am a freak"
Niya: " a freak," she says frowning.
" you are not a freak"
She casts her eyes on the floor, after what she had accused him of she understood what he meant.
Mqhele: " why are you wearing contact lenses"
Niya: " I lose control sometimes I don't know what triggers it but it's since I got here, I can't have my eyes changing In front of people"
He looks at her.
Pulling her to the mirror.
Standing behind her.
He takes of his lances and looks at the mirror staring at her.
Smiling she grabs her storage container and takes of her contact lenses.
They smile looking at each others eyes.
Her blue eyes began to twinkle and his purple and grey eyes became brighter.
Mqhele: " can we find this" he says pointing from her to himself " to be a safe space"
She smiles taking off her bracelet.
Vuum!!!
They were set a blaze but the fire didn't seem to burn them.
Mqhele: "May I rest I haven't been able to sleep in a while"
She smiles. Holding on to his arms wrapped around her. she nodes and up they went floating in the air.
" I hope you don't burn down the house while we sleep"
She playfully hits his hand.
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Motlalepula <unedited>𝗢𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗱
Bí ẩn / Giật gânA story about a gifted girl who is seen as an abomination death seems to follow her everywhere. Her life written in the stars feared by many that sore to her dismay.
