chapter 8

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Zenzelo’s POV
Life is not giving, Mpiyenza is here with us and l feel weak everytime when l’m near him. I’ve been trying to get away as possible trust me but l can’t , it’s either he wants to have ' a father, daughter time ' or is shouting for absolutely no reason, l’m tired and l just want him to leave.

These days l can’t get out of my bed, l feel numb  dirty, mostly depressed... I don’t see the reason to live. I’m just insecure...

About my body, face l can’t move, a panic attack just knocked me to my knees, my voice box is blocked, my body is just working, l’m tired and l have to go to my extra classes but l can’t

l’m too... Tired “ Damn, l don’t like this “ l say to myself looking at the mirror... My inner voice is laughing “l mean look at yourself, nothing good can come from you” it fades away, maybe it’s true, all my life l’ve been a failure, there’s nothing l can say it’s mine non the less my own life.

“ I don’t need to be depressed, not now “ l continue thinking to myself, l’m disturbed by a knock “ Zenzelo, yimi vula” hoarse voice says, “ oh no” l say to myself before opening the door, a tall figure is standing at my door, it’s my father

“ Unjani, yindaba uzivalele?” (how are you, why did you lock yourself in) l just look at him for a moment then reply “ Ngiyagula, l wanted to sleep “ l say trying so hard not to look at him, he... Scares me

” mmm, ngisize phela” (mmm, help me with something) he says bitting his lower lip “ Ngani?” (with what?) I say eyeing, behind him to check if anyone can come to my rescue, it seems he noticed “ Akuna muntu la Endlini, yimi nawe kuphela “ (There’s no one home, it’s just me and you) he says smiling and then he continues “ Ngifuna ungisize, ngomile” ( l want you to help me, l’m  thirsty)

l look at him disgusted, is my own father tell me what l think is tell me “ Hehe , angeke ngikwazi, Ngiyagula ‘baba’ futhi ngifuna ukulala” (hehe, l can’t help you, l’m  sick ‘dad’ and l wanna sleep) he looks at me as if he doesn’t believe l said that

“mmm uyaqina nerh” (mmm you are brave now) he has a smirk on his hideous face “ Cha, kodwa ngithi ngifuna ukulala” ( No but l said l want to sleep) l look at him even though he’s terrifying, but gain strength and look straight in his eyes, he was not sleeping with me today, ever again. He laughs

“ Sewumfazi manje yee, usukwazi ukungiphendula wena?” ( You are an grown woman now, so you can talk to me anyhow) his face, slowly turning that smirk into a psychopathic smile, he continues to talk

“ Okay ngiyabona sisi OMDALA” ( okay l can see, grown woman), he laughs and then looks at me with eyes full of rage and anger “ Ngingu Mpiyenza mina angidelelwa, uyangizwa?!” he loudly says grabbing my hand aggressively pushing me in my room as he enter my room and slams the door and locks it, my heart is racing, not again, I’m gonna be raped by someone l should be calling my father, my eyes start tearing up, l try to break free from his grip and run straight to the window, trying to open the window, banging it

he... Just laughs, a devilish laugh that is and a dark force takes over and l can’t move, speak, blink I CAN’T DO ANYTHING, he walks towards me until he is finally about an inch close to my face

“ Kulula , ngiqede ukoma noma ufa manje, futhi angidlali” ( it’s easy, help me to deal with my thirst or you die now, l’m not playing) he says looking at me with his psychopathic smile, l’m refusing ,l’m not going to have sex with this man, enough is enough since from my 14th birthday he’s busy forcing himself to me, cumming and getting satisfied by having sex with me, but now l can’t even move

"Alright asisebenze” (Alright let’s work) he smirks and he snaps his fingers then l’m free , he points at my bed surely indicating l should lay on my bed, while he is undressing. I do as told but this time l took the broken mirror that l would cut myself with to ease the pain in my heart and swiftly lay on my purple sheets looking at the window crying

He walks towards me half naked, his tee is still intact but his trousers are long gone he start by licking my toes, he grins and continues licking my toes, takes off my sweatpants along with my underwear and smirks

“ Ngiyabona usayiphethe kahle into yami” ( l can see you still take care of my special thing) he says, making feel sick and disgusted “ Don’t go hard today, l just finished my periods so it’s going to be painful “ l say teasing him, tricking him to believe that he will sleep with me, he just smiles and kisses my thighs “ l will be gentle, don’t worry “ he says smirking With a Zulu accent

He continues licking kissing my thighs and growling like a wild dog , his eyes have changed... They are golden yellow with a hint of gray, they change color when he’s getting ' satisfied ' , I’m focus on throat , if Killing him will save me then so be it

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