Ignite My Soul

Chapter 14.1:- As we lay

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It's morning

Sunlight shines across your sleeping face, oh.

A new day

Brings reality, and we both go our separate ways

What a lovely night we had yeah, yeah

As we shared each other's love

We forgot about all the pain we caused

As we slept the night away

As we lay

We forgot about tomorrow

As we lay

Ooh hey, hey

As we lay

Didn't think about

The price we'd have to pay

No, no, no

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Things between Khaya and I have been awkward, to say the least. I miss him. I especially miss how we used to be, and obviously, I miss the explosive sex. I can't admit it to him, but I am jealous AF. Considering our set-up, I am not meant to be envious, let alone express it to him. He called me with news that sank my heart deep and cracked it in ways I did not think I would respond to.

I knew what I was getting myself into. So why am I acting a fool? We have not spoken for a week since he dropped the bomb on me. My heart beats against my chest as I see his name on my notifications.

Khaya: "Hey you!"

Khwezi: "Hey, hey"

Khaya: "How are you doing, love?"

Each time he calls me love, I hope he means it, and it is not just a casual word. Casual, remember Khwezi, casual sex is the reason you are sitting in the casualty ward. All up in your feels about a guy that wanted a shag mate, no strings attached. So please behave. I take a deep breath and respond diplomatically. Scrap that, I lie through my fingers.

Khwezi: "I'm well and you?"

Khaya: "Good days and bad days, but I'm alright, hey."

Khwezi: "Aaaah, I suppose we all have those obviously under different circumstances. It's better that you are alright, I guess."

Khwezi: "Have to admit though... I miss you a lot. Mara PPC cement diet it is. Ngizoba strong!!! Be well."

He doesn't respond for the rest of the day. I have to fight my heart not to keep typing and stop myself from dialling his number. Why the hell did he send me that message to begin with? I am so confused. A day later, I get another notification.

Khaya: "Hey there... I didn't know how to respond, but I miss you too, hey..."

I do not expect to hear the words I love you from him, but my heart melts and feels the same effects reading that he misses me too. It just confirms that I cross his mind. I can roll with that. Why am I rolling, though? Overthinking again, Khwezi, just respond.

Khwezi: "Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. It took a bit of me to say it. There is just this heavy, awkward cloud. Hope the weekend has been good to you."

Khaya: "It's been chilled. How was yours? It's been awkward lately, yeah?"

Khwezi: "Relaxing weekend. Lots of rest. With a bit of work. Yes, it has been awkward, and I don't like it one bit."

Khaya: "Me too... it's my fault. I don't think you should be in Limbo because I'm going through this pregnancy thing with Tsholo. I don't think I can go back to what I was before my birthday."