Chapter 11

It's been four days, FOUR FUCKEN DAYS and Nyezi still hasn't come out of her room, nobody knows anything, we can't even ask her friend because none of us have her number. We have a spare key for her room but we wanted to give her 'privacy', the one time we allow her to go to a party, she decides to sit in her room tf?! I think I need to shoot something my blood is boiling, I get in the room and I find Nyezi all alone, sitting on the floor with a gun in her hand, " Nkanyezi uWenzani( what did you do) !!? " I ask her stepping closer "Nkanyezi" she's not responding she's just sitting in silence, not moving,maybe not even breathing, all this time I thought she was in her room kanti she's been here but why? I sit next to her, looking at her, she lifts her head and I notice that her eyes are blood red and her face is low blush red. She first looks at me staring into my soul, it's like she wants to say something but resisting " Teach me how to kill" she drops the diggers bomb possible " What?" I ask in a whisper, but she doesn't reply she just goes back to looking down still holding my gun, what is going on?. "Nyezi, sis wami( my sister), talk to me yindaba?(what's wrong?)" I ask but she stays silent,what did i do? Is it me? Did i fail her again? " Teach me how to kill" she whisper still looking down, I stay quiet for a couple of seconds and she looks at me once again. "Teach me how to kill" she repeats , I sigh but now my head, " okay let's go" " no now" she says "Ok" i answer in defeat.

We've been practicing almost the whole day, and I taught her how to to shoot in different angles , how to stab in different angles, and surprisingly she quickly picked up it's like she wanted to learn, it wasn't like before when it was forced,but I'm worried, scared in fact. What's her next step?

A week later...

Nyezi's POV

I hate them, I want them to die, I want them to burn, I WANT HIM TO BURN. It's 03:00 devil's hour, I'm in Khulekani's car, driving to my destination. I'm wearing a brown coat with red bra and matching thong underneath. I'm going to have fun tonight. You know how, it usually is in movies.

Thabo's POV

I'm so fucken tried,It's 03:15 and I'm gone, I'm getting ready to sleep. I just got back from work, these times are normal since I work at Transet. I took off my uniform getting myself ready for bed, just as I was about to get in bed. I hear a knock on the door, who in the fuck would be knocking at this hour,it's probably Junior. " Ntwana" I say the minute I open the door but it's a woman, a beautiful one, she's wearing lace front,pink gloss and a brown coat with heels " Hello miss" I greet with a smirk "Hey can you help, I need a place to stay for the night." She says stepping closer and closer, who is this woman? "Yeah, Yeah come in," I say not being able to look away, my eyes travel to her body and I see her red lace bra exposed damn, she stands still not moving still looking at me drooling over her, I think she's a prostitute, or am I wrong?" Would you like something to drink"I say not being able to look away " Nope" she answers piping her 'p' and steps closer, did I mention that my sleepiness is long gone " s-something to eat " she touches my chest "Mmh" as she bites her lips and she shakes her head. Is this my gift from the heavens because damn, this is my lucky night ." I can eat you if you want " she says seductively and my boy is up and awake " Mmh" I nod " You wanna"she asks moving her hand from my chest to the rim of my pants. I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist and giggles, Haibo( gosh) so vele I'm about to have sex with a stranger? Yoh mara punani is punani (gosh but pussy is pussy) plus this woman is gorgeous so a win is a win.

I throw her on my bed, but she get back up and pushes me on the bed, I smile and I watch her ; I'm about to have fun with a stranger. She rakes off her coats and expose her curvy body that had a red lace bra and a matching thong, my manhood hurts on how horny I am. She gets on top of me and I groan in pleasure, one hand is on my chest the other behind her back, I wonder why? She niddles on my neck and moves her hand up and down my chest, I was about to get into it but then.....

Nyezi's POV

I stabbed him and stabbed him and stabbed him some more, I was shaking , he was screaming but I didn't care I hated him, despised him. I was full of blood everywhere , from head to toe, being honest it actually compliment the lace look very well, I laugh at myself on how crazy I sound. I wore my coat, and took everything that was mine including the bloody knife. He's a disgusting rapist , sad for him he died with a boner . I went to his bathroom , wiping my feet before , making sure I don't leave my foot prints. I washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror, even under all that make-up I can still see my eye-bags, my eyes are light red and my heart is heavy. I'm angry , I'm angry at this man for not keeping his penis in his pants, I'm mad at my brothers for not being there to protect me but mainly at God for allowing this. God puts you through things either to show you something or to teach you something. My question is what is he trying to teach me with this rape experience?