my gangster fantasies.

chapter twenty-six: can't hand him over

I wake up really early and do my skincare routine, also my eyes. They are red and puffy. Ntsikelelo stayed up all night cuddling me and trying to calm me down. I take a shower and lotion my body, I get dressed. I'm wearing a long white dress and a blue and black blanket over my shoulders.

I wear my glueless wig and I wear a Basotho headwrap. I wear my ring and I head downstairs to make breakfast.

Ntsikelelo walks in while I'm making the pancakes and hugs me from behind.

Ntsi: you don't have to do this, we have helpers here.
Uya: I want to.
Ntsi: baby...
Uya: please don't.

He helps me finish making breakfast and we leave everything in the kitchen. We head upstairs and he takes a shower and get dressed. He wears a white winter set and some sneakers.

I wake my babies up and bathe them. We wear the same outfits again. I take them to Ntsikelelo and make the beds. I head downstairs and find everyone in the dining room, already eating.

Uya: good morning.

Everyone greets back, some even looking like they feel sorry for me. Maybe they noticed my eyes.

Anyway, we finish breakfast and I take the dishes to the kitchen. I take Junior and Nkosi to their room and watch cartoons with them for a while. One of the maids comes up to call me downstairs.

I ask her to watch them and I go downstairs. I get there and find my in-laws sitting with a white woman and other two men.

Uya: greetings.

They greet back and I take my seat next to Ntsikelelo.

Baba: uya, this is Vanessa. Vanessa is Junior's mother.

I chuckle and look away. Ntsi holds my hand and I can feel my left hand shake.

Baba: she's accompanied by her father and her uncle.
Her dad: and we are here to get my grandchild.
Uya: thank you for coming but there's no grandchild you're getting.
Nessa: he is my child!
Uya: whom you abandoned when he was born and left him to be raised by MY family, my MAN! Junior was raised by me and you're not gonna come here and take my son from me.
Baba: uya...
Uya: no! Ntsikelelo, she can't do this.
Nessa: yes, I can.
Uya: oh shut up! I am going to fight you, I am going to fight this.
Nessa: hit me with your best shot.
Uya: and that i will.
Nessa: you have no right to!
Uya: I am his mother!
Nessa: oh please.

I get up in a haste and Ntsi stands up and grabs me. He picks me up and places me on the other side of the room. The maid brings a crying Junior down to me, with Nkosi on her other side.

I give Vanessa a death glare and take my baby. I take Nkosi's hand and we go upstairs. I finally manage to calm him down and they go to sleep.

After an hour, Ntsikelelo comes upstairs.

Ntsi: baby, I won't let this happen.
Uya: of course, you won't.