Chapter 70

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KAGISO

Fear is not something I’m used too. I can still remember how was I when I took on my first case and from that day forward I told myself I will never let fear be part of my emotions but here am I scared of her rejection. I blurted out that unexpectedly and it also shocked me.

Busi: What?

I sigh.

Me: It’s not something it come out now just to stop you.

Busi: Let me get this straight, you say you love me?

Me: Very much. You live rent free in my mind. Everyday when I wake up you’re the second thing that comes to mind after my son.

Busi: Was this before or after I become Junior’s mother?

I drop my eyes to the floor causing her to chuckle bitterly.

Busi: What do you think I am? A yoyo you can play with everytime you feel like?

Me: Those are not my intention.

Busi: I don’t care what your intentions are but I’m not going to be something you can fall on every time you’re bored. Seriously what do you think I am? A baby mama who will jump to everything you say just because we share a child?

Me: That’s not what I’m trying to do.

Busi: That’s exactly what you’re doing. Don’t confuse love with lust.

Me: I know what I’m feeling.

Busi: Men always say anything to get under our pants.

Me: Don’t compare me to the rest of the world because that’s not who I am.

Busi: That’s exactly who you’re. A self centred, arrogant, jerk who things the world revolves around you. You breathe the same air as I breathe. If you were breathing fire I would have regarded you as someone special but there’s nothing there.

Me: Ouch! Maybe I deserve that.

Busi: And so much more. I don’t want to burn bridges because of my son. If it wasn’t for him our paths would have never crossed. I needed you years back but now I’ve grown a thick skin and I don’t need you. Whether you’re in Junior’s life or not it doesn’t make any difference to me. But one thing I’m not going to allow you to do is play with my son’s feelings just like you do with everyone else.

Me: That’s my son too.

Busi: And I’m his mother and I will do anything for him even it means protecting him from his own father.

She spits out.

Me: I’m not walking away from him now on.

I clap back.

Busi: You’re a vulture who targets vulnerable preys like me.

Me: You…

She cuts me off.

Busi: You can hurt me all you like but I swear to God Kagiso if you hurt Junior I will slice that big cock of yours and feed it to you.

A smile curve on my lips as she threatens.

Busi: You’re just Junior’s father so stay in your lane. The next time you see me it better be about Junior not that nonsense you just spewed with your mouth.

She clicks his tongue marching to the door while I stand rooted on my spot, shocked.

Busi: Who does he think I am?

She mumbles under her breath.

Busi: Busiswe the forever loose panty dropper who is always ready to sleep with any man. Bloody nonsense. Ethwele intloko kanti lantloko igcwele ububhanxa. Yazi uyandiqhela lo.

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