Shrivelled Roses 1 (Intro)

Chapter 27

-𝑰𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑲𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒊-

She lay on his chest, butt-naked and satisfied.

He kissed the crown of her head and breathed in her scent... it was all he wanted. To wake up next to her every morning and breathed in her scent.

Clive: I should leave...

She didn't respond.

She thought she would feel guilty about letting him in, but she didn't. She was happy, yes she was still mad at him but a part of her was now willing to work things out. His strategy must have worked then.

Clive: Yaya?

Iyana: Mh?

Clive: Let's take a shower, I should leave.

Iyana: Okay.

After a few seconds of not moving, she finally gathered strength and got off him leading the way to the shower. She opened the mixed water and stood there, facing the wall. She had loads of emotions to deal with, ones that she thought she wouldn't have to deal with earlier that day since they mutually broke things off. Officially.

He joined her, she felt the warmth of his body brushing against hers as he reached for the shower gel that was above her head. A few seconds later he had the gel all over her body and her breath had hitched the minute she felt his hands on her. She was in a battle between her mind, heart and body because her calculative mind knew that Zwelethu would hurt her again. She already knew the cycle, if he did it once, what stop him from doing it again? But her heart wanted him, and her body wanted his touch. He swiftly turned her around and the water from the shower head washed off her tears...

Clive: I'm sorry, for everything.

Iyana: I told you I forgave you.

Clive: But you're crying... I hate seeing you cry.

She shut her eyes and just stood there.

He turned off the water and stood there in silence, he needed her to make the next move, and his fear was that she had everything on her side. She could cry rape, and she would be believed. She would have witnesses, like the gatekeeper? Clive bribed that man everytime he wanted to see Iyana.

Clive: Usafuna ngihambe? Ngizokwenza lokho mfethu, I will leave and never bother you again. Ukuthi beng'ngekhe ngikwazi ukuhamba nje without a final goodbye from you.

She sighed and dropped to the floor.

He followed suit and sat right in front of her, waiting for a directive.

Iyana: I just...

Clive: Khuluma nami, ufuna ni? Ufuna ngenzeni?

Iyana: I want you.

The world came to a stand-still.

Iyana: I want you, and I want every bit of you Zwelethu and you have no idea how that shit irritates me because I should not want you. I am not supposed to want you, you have hurt me. Why can't I be angry at you? Why am I fooling myself like this?

He didn't respond.

Iyana: This morning I had made peace with seeing you for the last time, but you had to come back here. I don't know why you're doing this to me shame, but just know that it hurts. It hurts like hell.

Clive: Ngiyaxolisa Yaya, ngiyazi kade ngixolisa kodwa ngixolisa impela. Ak'siyona inhloso yami ukuba uhlala ngenyembezi njalo nje.

Iyana: I really thought today I will be putting this whole thing behind me, and move on with my life. But look at me? I have sex with you, I am in the fucken shower, naked with you? I am basically back to square one and do you know what I hate the most? The fact that I cannot blame everything that happened today on you. I am to blame here, I gave you access to me, once again.