NALEDI: What do you mean?
ZWIDE: I mean I can't feel my fucking legs. Naledi. Angiyizwa imilenze yami
He began helplessly pulling himself up....I didn't know ow how to help him,what to do.
NALEDI: Zwide . Stay still. E re ke ....
ZWIDE: What you gonna do huh? Make me walk?
The doctor walked in and ask me to leave to run some tests. I found Fikile and the others drinking coffee in the cafeteria.
NALEDI: Uhm . He's awake ,fortunately but..there's a possibility he might be paralyzed.
BOKANG: What do you mean ?
NALEDI: I mean exactly that. You guys can go,I'll stay. I owe him that much .
SINDY: Are you sure babes?
NALEDI: Yes . I'll be okay.
They said they're goodbyes and left and the doctor came up to me.
DOCTOR: Ms Naledi right?
NALEDI: Yes .
DOCTOR:Mr Zwide is going to be okay ,hopefully. He lost partial mobility in his legs but with dedication, hope and exercise will help him pull through and possibly walk again.
NALEDI: Can I see him.
DOCTOR: Unfortunately visiting hours are over.
NALEDI: Please. Just two minutes.
He agreed and walked me back to Zwides room.
NALEDI: Zwide?
ZWIDE: You're still here?
NALEDI:Yeah. I offered to stay behind . Bo Sindy ba tsamaile.
ZWIDE: Hmm. You should go
NALEDI: No. I'll stay.
I took a seat.
ZWIDE: Naledi, I'm not trying to fight with you right now....
NALEDI: And I'm not trying to fight with you either.
I interrupted.
NALEDI: Zwide....the night of Fikiles party,you came to me. You....you made me realize something.
I stood up and walked to his bed side.
NALEDI: .. I need you and in more ways than one. I tried forgetting about you,about your lies but ....
ZWIDE: You don't need a man in a wheelchair Naledi.
NALEDI: You think I care about your condition?
ZWIDE: My condition?
He asked cocking his head back in shock.
NALEDI: All I'm saying is we're going to go through this together.
ZWIDE: My dick can't fuck you without my legs Naledi.
Ai I can't with this man. Even on his hospital bed he still finds ways to turn me on and he knows for a fact he doesn't need his dick to fuck me.
NALEDI: Your hands work,don't they?
I could visibly see a hidden smirk on his face. I placed a soft kiss on his forehead and left.
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Любовные романыThey said their goodbyes and left. I walked upstairs and found Zwide grab a black duffle bag from his wardrobe. NALEDI: Going somewhere? ZWIDE: Yes. NALEDI: Where? ZWIDE: To kill that motherfucker.
