IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME. <NOT EDITED>

Chapter Nine-new beginning

The heart yearns for what it desperately needs.

Who would have known and guessed that I'd be so happy and free in just these couple of months that I've been here, with Nathi and actually staying with him?

I'm starting to feel like a wife now, I cook and clean sometimes though because he has a helper that comes twice every week. Let me just say I've become so spoiled.

And I love it.

Therapy has been good too, speaking up does help and crying too. All the weight I've been holding, all alone is finally weighting off of my shoulders.

Nathi showed up only three times for my therapy sessions. After that he disapprovingly refused to come when he couldn't take the pain and torture I went through.

He said I'm giving him every reason to go back and finish off my uncle who rumors have it that he is in a wheelchair now.

I wonder who is running his company. It could be his son whom is not my aunt's son.

I've been a clung girlfriend now. I miss him every single second and I love how we think of the same think at once.
Like one time when I wanted to call, he called first or when I was craving for ribs. He spoke up out loud before I could even utter a word.

"We are one, We just in different bodies." He said with that hoarse voice of his.

I'm madly inlove with him and I don't see the need to deny it.

Lele found a new school and I hate how sad she was when she had to change location.

I thought she'd hate me since it seemed I'd be taking her place but no it's actually the other way around.

She calls me Sis Busi now, atleast we're making progress and she's been here five times in these five months.

I love her like my own.

One time I asked Nathi why he had her at such a young age. I'm always curious.

"I was a horny nigguh and found a girl who lusted over me." that's all he said.
He is just too crazy.

Apperantly he grew up here in Johannesburg at Pimville with his grandparents on his mother's side. He usually caused troubled and always fought with his older brothers, so his parents decided to let him stay here.

His little brother and sister followed him when they were about to begin with varsity.
He calls or texts every now and again, just to check if I'm okay and safe.

As if I go anywhere alone.

Two weeks to go before the 60th Birthday of my man's dad.

I'm a nervous wreck and I'm dreading for that day. I'll kindly accept it as slowly as it comes.

Khanyi insisted we ask her great designer to make us dresses.
Isn't that a bit too over the top though? for a 60th birthday dinner?

She finds me reading my second novel Zandile the Resolute outside at the garden, and annoyance is visible on her beautiful face.

"Didn't I tell you to get ready Busi." She crosses her arms in a motherly manner.

Crap. I forgot about the last fitting today.

"I was preoccupied sorry." I giggle and run upstairs to change.
Annoying her is just amazing, I think she looks cute when she's annoyed.

"Chris Brown is our playlist for today," I utter as soon as we hop into her jeep car.

"Urgh you and Chris Brown make me sick, what's it about him that drives you crazy?"

"Your brother can't sing, that's what drives me crazy about Breezy." I grin.