After seeing Lin with her family at that restaurant in Braamfontein on Saturday I couldn't thinj straight. How she looked torn was just killing me. I even ended up not enjoying the dinner, but I made effort and tried to be there...
Sunday... Sunday was like a slap on my face. Worse when she told me she's now "fucking Jasmine..." I felt a little part of me shift. I felt my heart be torn. I mean was it insane that I wanted her to me and me alone.. Okay I know it does sound crazy since I'm married, but the thought of her with Jasmine or anyone for that matter... it just sent shivers down my back... I just didn't even want to think about it.
But well it was hard. Very hard with Jasmine there touching and kissing Olwethu only the way I should be. It just made me sick. What made me sick more was how Olwethu immaturely handled everything. It was like she was throwing Jasmine right into my face.
OLWETHU'S POVI opened my eyes slowly and she was right here cuddled up to me. I felt like I was dreaming. Last night felt like a dream. She almost cried.. she was emotional.God!I was way more emotional I even cried.I felt a bit empty, like I had given myself to her. She had all of me now and it was the most terrifying thing ever since well.. you know the circumstances we are in.I sighed and wondered what time it was now. I was sooo fucken lazy to move because I was definitely going to wake her up. She was so cute sleeping. Call me creepy, but darn I stared at her and smiled. Feeling thia rush in me.I loved Valentia there just was no any other way to describe this. With her I felt whole and complete.This was crazy strange.. how she walked into my life three months ago a bitch and today I couldn't go a day without thinking about her..
OLWETHU'S POVI was still trying to get my breath back and even my vision. I wiped them tears on my eyes and took in one breath.."Mom!!!!! Call the cops.. Mom!.. Vee wake wake up.. Veee" I yelled loud now and Sipho turned around to look at me, "so... you can talk now honey?"He then made his way towards me."Please Sipho don't do this..." I said looking behind him at the floor and seeing Vee move a bit."Why?""Because mom is calling the cops.."He laughed, "your mom...? Your mom and sister.. they are sleeping. I made sure of that..."I got up into a sitting position on my bed and spat on his face, "you are one sick and disgusting person... and I can't wait for the day where you actually get to pay for every fucken thing you did to me!"Valentia got up and indicated with her hand that I keep talking... She was
VALENTINE'S POVI slowly watched her as she spoke and begged the principal not to do anything. But I knew deep down that she was just wasting her time, there was no other way out of this. What we did was wrong and I was going to be punished either way.I mean I could fight and try and lie about this, and say this isn't it and that it only happened once, but that would be a clear lie... and I wasn't in the mood to lie about what was the truth.I looked at the picture again, it was a very compromising position. Olwethu was sitting on my desk and I was in betweek her legs as she wrapped them around me. My left hand was holding her thigh wheres the right one was holding her breast. We were kissing..."Mrs Louw..." The principal said and I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at the three people in the room."Principal can I have a word with you... alone." I said and he sighed,
OLWETHU'S POVHave you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you vulnerable, opens up your chest and heart for someone..and it actually gives them the power to destroy you and mess you up. You build up all these defences, you build up a whole suit of armor so that nothing can harm or hurt you, then one stupid person not different to any other stupid person just walts into your stupid life... you give them a piece of you, the most vulnerable piece of you. Which they didn't ask for. They probably did something stupid one day like kiss you or call your name in the most unique way or just smiled at you and suddenly, your life wasn't yours alone anymore.Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you up and leaves you crying at night, a simple phrase like 'we can't be, even if we tried' turns into the sharpest knife working it's way into your heart. It fucken hurts! Not just in the imagination, not just in the