On The Run

Chapter One

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Author's Note: And so it begins... I'm excited and nervous at the same time. You know what to do.

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30 April 2017
Limpopo, Tzaneen

Chapter One

I was filling petrol at a petrol station in Limpopo, Tzaneen. I had been driving for hours and I was beginning to get tired. I needed to find a guesthouse that'll house me for a few hours. I checked the name tag of the guy filling my petrol. Tinyiko.

"Uh... Hi Tinyiko, I'm looking for a guesthouse. Do you know of any around?" I asked him as he came to fetch the money from me. He smiled and gave me directions that were about a twenty-five minute drive. "Thank you, man", I told him and gave him a gratuity.

I tried to remember his directions as best as I could, and when I found the guesthouse, I grinned. It was really beautiful; much like the lodge I was going to get mar-; I stopped the thought before it got completed.

There was a security at the gate who asked me if I needed any help, and I told him I needed a place to sleep for the night. He let me into the yard, and then walked me into the reception area where I found a man sitting in wait. He smiled brightly at me as he saw me.

"Good evening, or shall I say morning, ma'am. I am Trevor, but you can call me Trev", he said checking the time on his wristwatch. That was pretty funny, but I was in no mood for humour. I was tired, and hungry, and I had just los-...

"Morning. I need a place to rest my eyes for a couple of hours. Do you have any rooms available?" I asked and he nodded, with that annoying hospitality industry smile. Calm down, Thandi. Calm down, my subconscious said to me. I shook my head ever so slightly.

"You're in great luck ma'am. We do have a room, but it is a honeymoon suite. A guest had us prepare it, but called in the last minute to cancel the reservation. Do you mind?" he explained. I thought of not accepting the room and going to find another guesthouse, but my stomach growled and the man looked at me with concern. "I think you should take it, and I'll have the kitchen staff bring you some food. Come along", he said leaving the front desk. "Let's run you a bath babe, and get some food into you", he continued.

He grabbed my bag and pulled me towards the sliding door. He opened the door and led me to a room that was far off. He was on the phone, talking to someone in the kitchen. Once we were in the room, which was huge (almost like a second house), he put my bag on the couch. He then led me into the bathroom. He switched the water on, set the temperature, added foam bath and lit some scented candles. He then turned to look at me and smiled.

"You've been awfully quiet. What did you say your name was?" he asked me. He was so extra like he was gay. I raised a brow at him and he smoothed out the crease it made. "Yes babe, I'm gay. Now, tell me your name", he said.

"I'm Thandeka", I said quietly.

"That's a beautiful name. Now, your food will be ready in thirty minutes. Take this bath, and then the food will be in the sitting area when you come out. There's a gown and extra towels in the closet behind me. Enjoy your stay with us", he told me. I just nodded and he walked out.

I undressed and got into the bathtub. The scent and the heat of the water made my body instantly relax. I sank deeper into the water and shut my eyes. Immediately, the image of the love of my life lying lifeless in our wedding marquee haunted my eyes. I sat up and opened my eyes quickly. A little water got spilt of the tub. I waited for the water to settle, and relaxed back onto the tub and filled my head with happy memories.