Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 13

Mweembas POV
It's mid morning,I am laying behind my house,my favorite spot with my bottle of favorite whisky,with my old pal sibeso,I have not heard anything from Nicolas in a while,  could he have encountered a problem that he did not share with me," has Nicolas contacted you" I ask sibeso after being quite for a while. Sibeso moves closer to me to prevent anyone from hearing what we are talking about
" no,you mean you have not heard from him since the last file"
No" I nod,we both stare at each other worriedly,
" he has not been picking my calls,the worst part is I do not know where to find him brother"
I know it was foolish of me not to have such details about him,but I did not want him to feel cornered. I have a bad feeling about this I really hope everything is okay and he should have a good explanation for this.
Samba's POV
" I need you" a message popped up on my phone,what is it about love that makes people forget the hurt it comes with,an hour ago this man made it clear I would be nothing to him than a kid he sheltered one night,I can not get him out of my head,his text is putting images in my head,there is something about Nicolas that tells me he is not the man he appears to be,he wears expensive cologne,his skin is smooth,he surely has an expensive skin care routine,rich people visit his cabin,how does he even have such sophisticated people in his life,if I can not get this man to love me or lead me to my womanhood then I will surely use him to get myself to the top and leave this dump once and for all. I put my Phone on do not disturb rolled over to my bed trying to think of a way to leave home.my mothers nanny had not reported for work on that day,something about a bee sting,I needed to talk to Nicolas even if it was for five minutes,he can introduce me to one of his clients,even if I can be hired as her maid I am very willing that's how people get to the top you know.
Chuma's POV
With the file I got from that stupid Nicolas I was outside the yard of the person I needed to talk to,the extreme length I had to go for my marriage this place will ruin my my smell,a very cheap neighborhood,there was literally no proper road for my car to pass,I parked it two streets away,removed my pair of heels and wore my Christian Dior slippers,I carried my fat purse incase there was some bribing required,slowly I walked checking left and right to make sure no one was following me, My jaw dropped when I saw the address written there,I had finally arrived,"hello,is anybody home "I called out,the door was slightly open,my curiosity was not letting me breath a second,I had to go in and find my answers,I slowly opened the door,it was quite,clearly there is no one in here,my face grew pale,I needed my answers today,I could not take it anymore,a sneeze came out of a room near the door,I rushed there meeting my eyes with her,she was bedridden,lost in her thoughts " Thandiwe,it is you right" the woman kept staring at me,I was loosing my patience,what is this,is she trying to piss me off or she really can not speak,"look,I am not here for these games,I know it is you,I just need some answers to some questions,did you have a child with mweemba,27 years ago" my heart was really hoping she would speak up and deny it but tears rolled down her helpless face,she seemed emotional and scared,"yes? Where is the child,is it a girl or boy,a man or woman now,tell me please " I begged,I sat on the edge of her bed,she was shaking I could tell she was trying to speak but she just couldn't. Well I guess I got my answer,I just needed to find out wherever that child was and fix the situation at hand,quickly I rushed out of the house making sure no one saw me leave.
Samba's POV
I had finally made up my mind to go and see him,I had just arrived near the station when I saw a beautiful car parked near my house,I remembered I had left my lip liner at home so I rushed there,I heard a voice coming from moms room,I immediately recognized it,it was her she was in my house,I wanted to scream and cause a scene,but she sounded calm nothing bad was happening inside there,but why would that woman be in my house talking to my mother about who knows what,could Nicolas be upto something with this woman,even more reason to confront him,he will not believe me,what do I do,I will have to take a picture of her as she leaves as evidence,I captured her as she left the house nervously,quickly I closed the door behind me,checked on mother who seemed quite tense,what could the connection be between these two,what ever it is Nicolas know about it.
In ten minutes I was at his cabin screaming,he opened the door very surprised at my behavior,I did not care at that point I wanted the truth and nothing but the truth " What the fuck samba" he asked asked angrily," No bullshit,what the hell was that woman doing at my house " my voice was breaking,I felt betrayed by him in the moment.