Beckoned Through The Dark

37 // Clay // Shock

One of the reasons why I didn't want Les to find out anything was because I knew she wouldn't be able to handle some of the truths, because of her medical issues.

I just wished Tommy had listened to me when I told him not to just barge in without warning. I was so annoyed when he walked into our hotel room without knocking, especially because I knew he was bringing bad news.

I couldn't tell him off 'cause then I would have to tell Lesego the entire truth. Believe it or not, that woman would be the death of me, she was going to force out every bit of information I had without even trying.

However, I was confused now. Lesego knew something, and I believe that's what triggered her asthma attack.

All we saw in that picture was that corrupt officer and the imposter, with a strange lady, but it appeared there was more to the picture than what meets the eye.

"Did you call her?" I asked Tommy who was standing against the door with a worried expression.

He nodded his head. "Yeah, yeah...she said she'd be here in a bit," he said.

Damn! The boy was a nuisance for sure, but I did not like the look on his face. He was scared out of his mind. Serves him right for not listening!

I sighed and walked over to where he was standing and squeezed his shoulder.

"Hey, snap out of it. She's going to be okay."

"I wish I'd kept my mouth shut," he muttered, biting into his fist. "I wish I'd listened to you."

I smirked slightly and ruffled his head. "I hope you've learnt your lesson." I opened the door and ushered him out. "Go on and take a breather, I'll stay here with Lesego."

"But–" I shut the door in his face and locked, leaning against the door for a few seconds before turning towards where Lesego was sleeping.

We were able to get an asthma spay across the street, Lesego was just napping. When she wakes up, she would have a lot of questions.

I was so petrified when she started breathing heavily. I'd only ever seen her have an attack once back in high school, and it scared the shit out of me. I thought she was going to die, and that was the moment I realised that my life was meaningless without her.

I quietly climbed on the bed and laid down next to her.

The restless look on her face broke my heart. I hated seeing her hurting and suffering like this.

One of the things I admired about her was her fighting spirit, but even the strongest person had a breaking point, and I'm afraid she was way past it.

When she called me to come and pick her up yesterday, it was as if something in me finally clicked. Hearing her voice over the phone almost sent me into shock; how would you explain hearing your girlfriend's voice over the phone while she was sitting right next to you?

I was so confused I couldn't even speak, and I ran out of there as soon as possible.

It felt like a dream, a dream I was awakened from the moment I spotted her standing on the side road.

I felt like I was going crazy and did not know how to react. She was everything I'd missed in the past few months, and yet nothing like I remembered, something in her was broken, and one could tell from a distance.

The moment I stepped out of the car and got a whiff of her natural scent, I just wanted to pull her into my arms and never let go; but something snapped in me when I realised that I'd been part of a lie for four months, and it felt as though I was staring straight into the eyes of the deceiver.

When she told me her story, it was the craziest thing I'd ever heard, and she would understand the moment she realised why I refused to believe her.

It was as if that woman had written a script for each one of us, and we were all playing by her rules.

I just wish I'd noticed sooner, but I didn't, and now I had to live with the consequences of whatever played out from here. I placed a tender kiss on her head. "I'm so sorry, my love." I sighed, playing with her new hair. I smiled, wondering if she knew just how beautiful she was. "I'm going to fix everything, I promise," I said in a quiet whisper, and then I just laid there and watched her sleep until eventually I started to drift off too.

I was just about to sleep when a knock resounded at the door. "Dammit!" I cussed under my breath. These idiots would wake her up, I wanted her to sleep longer so that she could wake up with renewed strength.

I subtly got out of bed and rushed to the door just as the person knocked again.

I unlocked and pulled the door wide open in annoyance. I wanted to roast the person, but as soon as I realised who it was, I went mum. "You are here," I muttered, but she pushed past me.

"How is she?" She sat on the bed and started checking Lesego's temperature.

I shut the door and crossed my arms. "How about you start by telling me what's going on here, Abigail? Who's that imposter?"

Abigail threw a cautious look at Lesego's unconscious body and then turned to me with determination in her eyes. She stood up and walked closer, her intimidating aura making me loosen my hand, and what she said next, shuttered the entire world around me into pieces.

"That imposter is Karabelo, she's Lesego's estranged twin sister."