Life Is Just Not Kind - Final Book

Chapter 35

-KHAYALETHU MNGUNI

She goes silent, I don't know whether to continue or what

"I watched my parents be killed in front of me. It was traumatic and I needed the therapy but your father took advantage of my trauma, he took advantage of me and it hurt. My first time there was nice, he made me feel comfortable to talk to him about anything but being a kid I was closed off. Slowly I began to open up to him because he seemed trustworthy. Months went by and he suddenly changed. I didn't understand what was going on but he changed and started touching me in weird uncomfortable places"

I say and then take a deep breath and let it out. I've never opened up about this to anyone before and I honestly don't know what the hell it is about Mihlali that compels me to open up to her. Akhona's mother only knows that I have a dark past that I never wanted to talk about and she respected that at all costs but here I am sharing my dark experience with someone I only met 2 weeks back. Is that normal?

"It's ok if you don't want to talk about it. I shouldn't have pried"

She says, I kiss her hair

"He would give me a handjob until I cum, he wouldn't stop until I have atleast came 3 times in a row. As time went by things only got worse, he made me give him handjobs and blowjobs over time. At some point I wanted to kill myself, I wanted to kill him. To make him pay for what he had done to me. He made me feel dirty, I knew that all what he was doing was wrong but my fear was that it would always be his word against mine and who would believe a child? I lost my parents after all, I'm a broken damaged kid so who the hell would believe a word I say huh? Nobody because in this life you are on your own. I had to grow up before time, learn things before time. When he was found out and arrested we got the help we needed but it didn't change the anger I had in me, the hunger to avenge myself. The hatred I had for him never surpassed just because I got help. I hated that he died before I could make him suffer and then I found out that he had a family. A wife and a daughter"

I say calmly, I always thank God for Lwando Mbana and the training I received else I wouldn't be where I am today.

"When I got out of the institution I taught myself how to hack and when I was 15 I needed to make my mark, I needed recognition and I knew that the only way I could get Lwando Mbana's recognition was if I pulled off something big and so I hacked into his system and left my mark. Your grandfather didn't take kindly to threats and his system was the most protected there ever was so hacking it definitely took me months to hack into. He

recognised my talent and did his research on me and took in under his wing. He had me train under Click, the $prits in the USA. I learnt everything I needed and when I was back he took me in and showed me all the ropes, tricks and trades to survive and today here I am"

She inhales and lets it out

"My grandfather could always make people talk, if he knew your intentions then why did he continue to train you?"

She asks

"You and your mother were always protected. I could only get to your grandparents, Lunga's parents"

I say and she sits up full speed

"You killed my grandparents? They didn't do anything to you"

she says, I nod

"A parent pays for the sins of their child"

I say coldly

"You don't regret what you did?"

She asks and I shrug

"Why should i?"

I ask with a raised eyebrow, she clasps her mouth