Cursed To Be A Stepdaughter

Chapter 36

Simamkele's pov:

My body feels heavy for some odd reason. I push through as I walk from the centre to my apartment. Ndabezinhle disapproved of my method of getting home but I'm not about to be that girl,two weeks in the relationship and I'm jumping to his every word. I will do things my way. It has been a crazy but very peaceful two weeks of loving my Ndabe. I wake up with calls every morning,I get random texts asking me if I'm okay and I'm well fed. Ndabe is actually such a teddy bear in disguise. He told me his sister is moving back to South Africa next week. To say I'm not ready is an understatement. I unlock my door and get the shock of my life. This is not how I left my apartment this morning. The books that were stacked were left open,with pages ripped on the floor. There were utensils on the kitchen counter,some were used. The pan has leftover oil,indicating it was used. I quickly walk out and lock the door. I always leave my house clean before I leave for work,besides nobody else has access to my apartment but me. I walk quickly to the security to tell him my concerns. He tells me he can't help me with anything and it's probably someone I know. I take out my phone,sitting on the pavement. It was about to get dark

"Baby" he answers on the third ring. His dad gave him one of his restaurants in Durban so that he could have a job to do. He asked for it though

"Are you busy?" I ask him totally spooked

"No,why?" he asks alerted by the tone of my voice

"Please come get me,I'm sitting outside"

"I'm coming sthandwa sami,please just get to a safe area" he says and ends the call. I walk back inside. He calls after 20 minutes telling me to open the gate. The first thing he does when he sees me is hug me

"What's wrong baby? I came as fast as I could. Is the baby fine?" he asks scanning my body

"Someone was in my apartment and security won't do anything about it. I'm really scared Ndabe,what if that person is still there?"

"Why?what did you see?"

"Let's go so you can see for yourself" I say as he takes my hand in his. I give him the key so he unlocks the door. He walks in and I follow after him. He looks around and checks every room,with his hand on his waist. What is he holding?

"There's no one baby but this person surely left a mess" he says looking at Chloe's room. Not this room. Not my baby's room. Her drawings were torn up and her dolls were no longer dolls. Her clothes were scattered on the floor. Her mirror was written 'Death be not proud' with red. I know for sure who did this "do you know who might have done this?" he asks looking at me as tears well in my eyes,he pulls me into his arms as I let the tears run. It's so painful to lose a child,but being mocked as revenge is salt to the wound. "Pack a bag,you're not coming back here until i know it's safe" he says

I take my suitcase and pack my clothes. I pack my toiletries and hair products. My shoes went into a separate bag. He pulled the suitcase to his car while I just carried the bag of shoes and the handbag I was carrying from work. I wasn't in the mood to talk to him today,my mind was working overtime. He let me be until we got to his house.

"Go take a shower and I'll make you some hot chocolate" I smile at him and give him a baby kiss. He smiles back at me,looking at me with his gorgeous eyes. I knew the plan of the house. I walk to the bathroom. I brush my teeth with my toothbrush,yes,we've been dating for two weeks but i already have toiletries at his house. I take a bath instead of a shower. Some time passes and he knocks on the door

"Yes?" I answer

"Can I come in?" he asks. Ndabezinhle acts like he's never seen my body before

"Yeah" I say sitting up. The water is cold now. He enters the bathroom and takes the towel from the rack.

"Get up baby,I've boiled the water four times now. Ugesi uyabiza (electricity is expensive)" he says as I stand up. I laugh at his complaint,he doesn't even know how much he pays for electricity. He wipes my body with the towel. Ndabezinhle is so dramatic. I step out of the bathtub and wash it thoroughly. I put on short pajamas and wear his flip flops,nice and big on me.

I find him stirring the contents in the cup,staring intently at it. He looks up at me and gives me the cup of hot chocolate,with a kiss on my forehead "let's go to bed" he says. I wonder what's going on. Ndabe doesn't like eating or drinking anything in his room. In a bedroom to be specific. I put the mug on the side table and climbed onto the bed with my phone. He left the room and came back with a blanket. I drank my hot chocolate. It's quite nice I won't lie. He changed into tracksuits. Are we not going to bed? He catches me looking at him

"I know I'm hot but stop staring at me sisi" he says with an attitude making me laugh. Ndabezinhle is not right in the head. He climbs on to the bed until he's hovering over me
"Give me some sugar please baby" I put the mug down and wrap my arms around his neck,pulling him closer. He smells great. After our little hot kissing moment he browsed Netflix for a series that we'd watch. I lay in between his legs while my head rested on his shoulders. He loved smelling my hair every chance he got. He put his hand on my stomach and the other one was on my boob

"Baby" he calls out

"Mmh" I say focused on the TV

"Please look at me" he says removing his hands from my hold. I turn my body to look at him "please be honest with me" he starts off and my heart races. I look at anything but his eyes. What has he found out? "Do you know if anyone would want to hurt you?" I look at him feeling conflicted. Should I tell him or not?
"Baby it's okay,you're safe with me and you don't have to worry,okay? I just want to make sure you and my little boy are protected" wait,who told him we're having a boy? I'm low-key hoping for another girl

"Lukhanyo's mom" I blurt out and his forehead forms creases. He reduces the volume of the TV

"Why?" he asks confused. My bottom lip starts to quiver. I scratch my arm up and down nervously "don't do that,please" he says holding my hands

"Because I killed her son" I say looking down

"But Lukhanyo is alive" he questions again,confused

"His older brother,the one I was married to" I say and there's silence for a while "look Ndabe,I understand. I'll take my bags and leave"

"No no no. We're talking like adults here. You were once married?" he asks again

"Yes. It's complicated Ndabezinhle"

"Simamkele please just tell me everything from the beginning" he says letting go of my hands. I narrated the whole story,from the time I was born,each and every time I've been raped until this current moment.

"I didn't mean to kill him Ndabe" I cry my heart out. He pulls me to his chest "I just wanted him to stop! I wanted him to stop beating me. I wanted him to stop forcing himself on me. I didn't want my baby to die" I cried painfully as I felt all the jabs to my heart. Life has been nothing but hard to me. I really need Ndabe right now. It would be really disappointing if he were to let me go. I cried until I couldn't anymore. Ndabe kept quiet the whole time,only brushing my hair back

"They won't ever hurt you again Mila,I'm here now" he says softly as I feel myself drifting off to sleep on his chest. This felt like deja vu. Lukhanyo said the same thing.