The party had started. Everyone was looking all good, in their black, while the birthday kings and queen wore white.
Amandla was looking gloomy, everyone knew that he didn't want to be here.
Niya had disappeared with no word.
Her family where acting strange, and their answers never made sense, about her where abouts.
"It's still your birthday Amandla can you pretend to be happy"
"Nosakhele ! can you for once, not be in my face"
"Fine be all gloomy, you look like a lost puppy by the way"
Everyone turned to look at the door.
There stood an Angel like goddess, dressed in a Off the shoulder white body hugging cocktail dress. Embroidered with pearls on her bust.
With glass like shoes.
She had long black hair. Shoulder blade long, with a streak of white.
On her left stood a Demigod in black.
Their arms locked together. They walked to the triplets.
"Happy birthday y'all" a sweet voice laced with giggles.
"You guys can close your mouths now" Mqhele said with a smirk on his face.
Niya stretches out her arms for a hug looking at Amandla.
His happy to see her, but she is in his brother's arm.
She went to him before anyone, could they have been together all along.
He nods his head, and walked away.
Niya looked at Mqhele.
Mqhele tries to go after him.
"Don't! I will go"
She stepped out, in pursuit .
Leading to the club's back door.
She stood turning her head left, to right.
She turned to walk back inside. After a futile pursuit.
when a chill ran down her spine.
Goosebumps appeared all over her body, her hair raised up.
She turned around three men with a girl stood behind her.
She quivered in her shoes. Something in her told her to run.
She stood still, and faced the quad squad, facing her with so much intensity.
"Who are you"
Inside Mqhele senses' the intruders.
Storming towards the back door.
Niya stands surrounded by the men while the girl smiles.
"You did a good job staying hidden. I was expecting a child, you well in your womanhood now ain't you" she caressed her cheek then sniffed her hair.
Niya slapped her hand away.
Giving her those intense look, right back at her.
A loud laughter irrupted from her luring the three men to join in.
"Feisty, you have some fight in you. I would be disappointed if you didn't"
Three huge dogs emerged, out of the darkness of the night. Heading towards the intruders.
"This has nothing to do with you, stay out of it"
The dogs growled, taking a battle stance.
Niya looked at the dogs then at the lady, taking a step back, while swallowing a lump on her throat.
The door wings open and Mqhele stepped out.
He looked at the intruders then the dogs.
grabbing Niya by her arm, taking her behind him.
"Jeez, I guess everyone is out to protect you. Their dead wish is my command" the girl says signaling with her hand for the three men to grab her.
The huge dogs pounce on the men. Grabbing a flash of the mans neck. One man moves in supernatural speed. pulling off the dog, and throwing it against the wall.
Niya flinched and covered her eyes.
The dog growled changing into its human form.
Niya's eyes pop out. Grasping Onto Mqhele, on his upper arms from the back.
"Is that—."
"A werewolf yes" Mqhele cut her off by confirming her observation.
"Those are cold bloods" he added.
"Cold bloods ?" She inquired with a low timid voice.
"Vampires dear"
Her eyes popped out. Her finger nails dug into his arms. Fear took over her senses.
"Cut it out !" His voice vibrated through everyone's body, causing black veins to surface on the vampires body's.
They started quivering to the ground.
"You! Grime—ripper—you the suitor" she chuckled, with blood now coming out her throat, chocking her. Instantly She turned into ashes.
Mqhele turned around surprised.
"What the hell was that" he enquired.
"What do you mean they were after me"
"Just get back inside Niya"
She fixated herself on her standing position. glaring to Mqhele.
A chuckle escapes his, not so serious face anymore.
"You look so cute" he said kissing her forehead.
"Now, can we please go back inside" he said hypnotizing her, with his eyes and lovely over powering aura. He steps close closing the distance before them.
Her breathing ecclarates making her lips dry.
She fights the edge to lick them.
A sound from Mqhele's back, steals the attention.
The werewolf's have disappeared into the misty darkness of the night.
Hand in hand the duo walks back inside.
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Motlalepula <unedited>𝗢𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗱
Misterio / SuspensoA 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.
