Chapter 30

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"I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna shed no tears." The girls sang along to Mary J Blige. Rita had been babbling about Thabiso the whole night and Abby was listening and sharing in her pain.

"Fuck that nigger with the good dick! I don't know who he thinks he is but he gonna miss me. I am fucken everything good. Top tier girlfriend material!" Rita yelled over the music.

She knew she wasn't going to get over Thabiso in a day but she was gonna try to get over him at least as time went on. How could he hurt her like this. She saw forever with him. "You will be okay friend." Abby said hugging her. "Yeah, I am a baddie of course, I am going to be okay." Rita said laughing.

She had tried calling him but his phone took her straight to voicemail. The pain in her heart got worse and worse. "Motherfucker has no idea what he is losing!" Rita yelled at the top of her lungs as tears fell.

How do you heal a broken heart? Where did you start? Was there a pill she could get or a drink to forget all this? Her mind was running wild as she lay in bed. Her own space felt empty without him. He had came into her life and consumed her. Her whole existence was now engulfed in Thabiso. She wanted to go to him so badly  but she had "isidima", she couldn't lose that. Her pride is all she had like JLO said.

How could someone come into your life and make you feel like you meant the world to them only to throw you away. This wasn't fair. She loved him wholly and completely. What did she do to deserve such treatment. "I love your Thabiso." She texted him as a last cry of hope.

The text felt like a dagger in his heart. She would never understand that he was doing, this for this for her. He feared losing her to the war. Rather she hated him than be dead. He missed her so much and longed to see her beautiful smile. The whole day felt like hell. Not hearing her voice was torture but he had to be strong.

Thabiso walked into the house dressed in all black. "Good evening Ruth where is your son?" Thabiso said. "Listen here Thabiso. He is a good boy and he is sorry about stealing the money." Ruth said pleading in a deep Nigerian accent. "Wait a minute Ruth so you knew about he money? You knew he was stealing from my clubs?" Thabiso said sarcastically. "He is sorry." Ruth said at the verge of tears. "You know the rules Ruth. I will ensure you have a body to bury." Thabiso said and walked into the house.

The room on the far left belonged to the traitor and he was going to end his misery. Thabiso wondered what Rita was up to. He missed her so badly but this was best. He had to keep her safe. He had made their breakup public at the club by making out with some bimbo. It amazed Thabiso how little self love most women had. Show a little bit of money and they would turn into whores.

"Behind you!" Thomas yelled as a hail of gunfire erupted in the hallway. Thabiso ducked down and took cover. He took a quick sneak peek around the corner and saw Ruth with a machine gun strapped to her shoulder. The woman was not letting her sun go without a fight. "Ruth! Put the gun down and I will let you live!" Thabiso yelled. "Fuck you!" Ruth yelled back and started shooting again. Thomas was in a bad spot. If the shooting didn't stop the bullets would go through the kitchen island.

Thabiso quickly rolled to his side and shot three times. Ruth's body fell to the ground with a thudding sound and Junior came out of his hiding spot crying for his mother. The little rat that stole from Thabiso was all snort nose and tears begging his mother to stay alive.

"You did this to your mother by stealing from me." Thabiso said standing over Junior. "Please, please Oga call an ambulance!" Junior cried holding his mothers body. "Where is my money?" Thabiso asked. "Please call an ambulance." Junior said repeatedly. Thabiso cocked his gun and put it on Juniors head. "Where is my fucking money!" Thabiso asked in rage. "Uncle Vinny has it. He made me take it. I would have never betrayed you but he said he would kill my mom." Junior said weeping.

"Vinny told you to take my shit? Why?" Thabiso asked. "He wants to take over everything but he needs you broken to do that. He was collapsing the enter business to build it up again. He was going to pretend to be Oga. I am sorry boss." Junior cried. "Fuck you!" Thabiso said about to pull the trigger. "He is collecting your drugs tonight at the warehouse. The shipment is not delayed. They lied to you." Junior yelled. "You not fucking with me?" Thabiso asked. "Why would I do that. I want my mother to live and you're the only person who can help me." Junior said.

"Call an ambulance." Thabiso said to Thomas. He was livid hearing that Vinny was actually behind everything. It drove him into rage. His own blood was fucking him over. "Done. What about Junior?" Thomas asked as they walked out the house. "He won't fuck with me." Thabiso said.

The warehouse was located at the Silverton industrial complex. All the buildings looked the same and had a huge number painted in black indicating the building number. Warehouse number fifteen was were his drugs were dropped off and collected but Mandla lied to him.

He got info from Mandla that the shipment was delayed which was a fucking lie. "Oga,  know you're crazy pissed but we can't go in there. There is at least thirty men and they are heavily armed." Thomas said as they observed from the car. "You got my back?" Thabiso asked opening the door and getting out. "Oga?" Thomas said one last time and realised that he either joined the party or left.

"So we going on a suicide mission?" Thomas said clocking his gun. "Yeah, I guess so." Thabiso said smiling like a mad man. Oga was back and he loved it.

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