A Forbidden Love story...
No one wants to see them together. Whenever they're around each other, all hell let's loose and chaos erupts everywhere they go.
Naledi Minentle Mxenge
Her parent's love died before it was given the chance too bloom, she w...
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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 05
"So I can't leave?" I turn back to face Sbonelo. "I'm afriad not, if you're really desperate to leave, call my mom. Her numbers are on the fridge door" He waves before leaving. I sigh walking down the hallway until I reach the door her disappeared into.
I knock twice before entering when there's no response. I look around but find it empty but a particular folder catches my eye. I bite the inside of my cheek while lifting it up.
Naledi Minentle Mxenge.
That's what's written on the front page in bold, large letters. I dryly swallow while going through it. It has everything about me, and by everything I mean EVERYTHING!
"Snooping through my office, I see" I quickly turn around, ignoring the franti beating of my heart. "Why do you have a file containing everything about me?" I clear my throat.
"Put that down" He ignores my question. "Why do you have this?!" I throw it at him. "For educational purposes. Now get out of my office" His jaw ticks as he utters those words.
"A-Are you stalking me?" I step closer to him. "Iyahlanya le ntombazane" He chuckles to himself. "I'm leaving and please stay the hell away from me!" I snap, making my way towards the door.
I'm pulled back by a strong grip on my wrist. "Ukhuluma nami kanjalo?" His voice grows angrier. "Huh?" I frown. "I'm not going to repeat myself, sit your ass down" He lets go of me.
"Nxn" I hiss, continuing with my journey to the door. This time, I'm pinned against the wall. "I said, sit your ass down!" He raises his voice causing me to flinch.
"Mhmmhm. " I choke out. He loosens his grip around my neck and I almost fall to the ground but he pulls me into him. I take in a shaky breath, trying not to shout at him.
I find myself seated on his table as he applies some kind of ointment around my neck. "I'm sorry" He says before placing his lips against my forehead.
"Let go of my hand" I clear my throat as I get off of the table. He ignore me, with his gaze still on my neck. "I want to go home... Please" I desperately say. My phone rings before he can answer me.
