African Sunset

Chapter Thirty

Rubadiri's POV

My eyes dropped to Sadiwe's clenched fists by her sides, and I apologetically looked at her face. That mouth of hers which I'd kissed many times without wanting to stop drew into a scowl.
"You have no right to ask me that, especially now you...ugh!", she said, ready to tear me limb from limb with the lasers she was shooting with her eyes.
I swear I could hear the steam puffing out of her ears.
I struck a nerve I never had and frankly, I was a little unprepared. At least not with her fists all balled up like that. What is with these Usemba women and personal questions?
"Uh Sadiwe...calm down, I ", "You what! You want me to tell you everything, yet I don't even know who was in your bed a few moons ago.",she cut me off.
Ah, there it is. The fuse. Boom! In my face.
I was left tongue tied. I actually thought this was behind us but I guess not.
"Sadiwe, do we have to?", I huff, obviously frustrated.
She turned and walked away from me, her legs stretching in the tall grass.
I was getting mad as well.
"I said sorry, assured you she's nothing to me, hell I kissed you...", exasperated was what I was.
Basic trash keeps coming out my mouth wow. I can't believe I said that.
She halts and says very slowly, with a scoff of course,"You think, that I live for you ,peasant! That I long for you to touch me every second? That I'd die without you? Makaraa!"
Peasant.
Who knew two harmless words, vegetables and an insect put together would be so insulting.
Haha. Peasant.
Ouch.
Well they did say the most honest words came out a person's mouth when they're angry.
And it was true.
"That is all I am to you?", my hurt feelings don't hide themselves from her. She looked at me like she wished she hadn't shattered the glass she held, being my dignity.
I lower my head and turn away from her.
"Ruba..."
"That is all I am. This way,...Your Highness." I point to the clearing ahead of us and there her majestical home is, all clean and took care of by us, peasants.
"You're home."We stood in the perfectly soft and short green grass of her Home.I walked realizing how angry and totally dismayed I was. So this girl had my heart in the very palm of her hands and it took me a word to realize it.
She could finish me off with a word and all I could do was submit, and kneel, and bow. Just. Like. A. Peasant.
Makaraa.
"Rubadiri,wait!", a sob hung on her last word. Peasants don't belong around royals, and royals, can never belong to peasants.
"I'll stay away from you!", I stop and gulp. The space between us was now as wide as the growing pit she had dug with her hidden sentiments.
"Even though it's the hardest thing I could ever do,...even though I love you so much it makes no sense.",I gasp for air and watch her brown eyes tear up and her chin quiver.
"It is enough to have someone love you with half a heart than to not love at all."
I walked away into the Kedd, hearing her soft sobbing and I wished I could turn around and hug her and smother her with a thousand kisses for her thousand worries, but I was just struck.
I loved her deeply even though I knew she was a jewel and I was nothing, knowing full well it was and still is too high a mountain to climb to even set my eyes on her. And when finally, her kisses and her touch made me forget, she reminded me of my place.
Beneath her.
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My heart beat so hard in my chest as I lay down on the jute mat under the stars. They were her. Her face was emblazoned in the skies and I was down here,only allowed to watch because the stars were too high up to reach.
I close my eyes, not wanting to be reminded.
Peasant...