Chapter 37

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Simamkele's pov:

It's been a whole week since I left my apartment. Ndabezinhle asked that I temporarily move in with him because he didn't feel that apartment was as safe. We're still looking for an affordable apartment because I refused that he pays my rent. It was hard saying yes but I had no choice. I turn to find him looking at me. He gives me a small smile and a kiss on my forehead. Is it crazy to want to live inside his skin?

"Morning baby" I say

"Morning? Isn't the morning good?" he says making me giggle

"It is sthandwa sami,I get to wake up next to you" he smiles before kissing my forehead again.

"How are you feeling? Is my little guy treating you good?" he asks me brushing my hair with his thumb. I nod

"I should be asking you how you're feeling" I say. He sighs

"It'll get better. Snothando won't be mad at us forever baby. One way or another she will be a part of our child's life" I nod again

"So I told my mom that I'm pregnant" I start off and lay on his chest because I can't face him. He will flip out once I tell him

"Was she shocked,mad or concerned?" he asks

"She was concerned" I say "she wants me to move back to the States"

"What!?" he says stopping everything he was doing. I keep quiet,not knowing what to say "and you're thinking of moving back?" I keep quiet again because I'm really conflicted "Simamkele" he calls out gently removing me from him. We look at each other. All I see in his eyes is hurt and confusion "you want to take my child away from me?" he asks again

"Ndabe I also want my child to grow up around his or her family" he gets off the bed

"I know we're adults and we're supposed to talk it out but if I stay here another second,I'll end up saying things I don't mean. I genuinely don't want to fight with you" he walks off to the bathroom. I'm left feeling a lot of different emotions. Am I wrong for wanting to move back to California?

I stand up feeling the weight of the whole world on my shoulders. I make the bed. I charge my phone and it lights up. A picture of Chloe appears. I try my hardest not to let the tears fall. It's almost a new year. Time for a fresh start. I walk into the bathroom and he's in the shower. Our eyes meet for a brief moment before I turn away. I urinate and then brush my teeth. I join him in the shower. We shower in complete silence. He's the first to get out of the shower,leaving me inside. I'd rather he punish me with something else,I can't stand this silent treatment. I walk out of the shower and use his lotion. I steal a few glances while at it. He wears shorts so I also wear shorts. He puts on a vest on top so I also wear one of his vests.

"Are you hungry?" I ask him and he shakes his head no "Ndabe please,let's sit down and talk about this" he sighs and sits on the neatly made bed. I sit next to him,taking his hands into mine

"Baby we've just found each other and now you want to leave me? Worst of all you want to take my first child with you?" he asks looking at me

"But sthandwa sami" he gives me a small smile. He loves it when I speak Zulu "I never said I'll actually move. I was just thinking about it. I don't want to leave you Ndabe. I'm yours and yours only" he pulls me to sit on his lap. He places his hand on my lower back and the other is resting on my thigh. I kiss the top of his forehead.

"So you're not leaving?" he asks looking at me

"No" I smile at him "I enjoy having your annoying self around" he chuckles

"You love this annoying self though" he says kissing my shoulder "why are you wearing exactly what I'm wearing?" he asks laughing

"Because you were giving me silent treatment and I wanted your attention" I give him a peck after my response

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