LUYOLO MADLINGOZI
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"She doesn't go to school anymore, she lives like a pig. It's just a mess Luyolo. She can't cope without you." Muni says on the group call between Siya organised.
I've been in hospital for the pat 4 days, since the Twitter incident.
My parents had found out about my viral video with Acuma— and they were not so pleased about it. More especially my father.
Worst part is he won't even say a word to me.
That means one thing and one thing only.
Emakhaya, here I come.
"Luyolo? Are you still there?" Mpumi interrupts.
"Yea. I'm just trying to process everything. Uke wazi li maza?"
-Has she hurt herself?
"She didn't say but— there's was blood on the floor and her desk."
"Luyolo dawg, I think you should check up on her. What if it gets worse." Siya says in his 'just woke up' base.
I can only imagine how Cuma would react if she found out about the little meeting, we're having about her.
My mad-bunny
"How could I possibly do that if all her electronics are taken away."
I rest my arm, filled with needles above my head.
"She still has her laptop." Mpumi says.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Just email her, angisho you know her email address and everything." Siya says.
"Ight bet."
A small smile grows on my face, knowing that I'm finally going to talk to Cuma. Gosh I miss her.
And if the distance of four days is this bad, I'd rather have her soul walking with me day by day. That way I know we'll never EVER be distanced by flesh.
"Anyways, goodnight mense. I have school tomorrow and I'm literally on -1%. " Mpumi says in a sleepy voice.
"I thought we were going to do that thing again— tonight?" Siya says in a grumpy tone.
Mpumi stays silent.
"Babe?"
Not them making you hold kêres.(candle)
"Mhmm?"
"You sleeping?"
"Yes."
"Mkay fine. Ulale kahle."
-sleep well
He's really trying to rizz her with his deep Zulu accent.
I chuckle lightly so they didn't notice I was still on the call.
"You too my love ." she says in a sleepy baby voice.
"But before you sleep, please touch it for me." Siya says in a flirty tone.
That's my cue.
I hang up the call.
Siya is starting to creep me out, the fuck.
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