[Ayanda's pov 🎀]

To my death??? My mind is racing with different scenarios when the sound of a gunshot pulls me out of my thoughts.

Driver: shit!

The car begins to swerve, and that's when I realize the tires have been shot out. I'm going to die here!! The car suddenly hits a tree,and the windscreen shatters. You know, when people say everything happened so fast, they don't know what happened. Well, for me, it all happened in slow motion. I literally saw the pieces of glass fly around and how I hit my head. Im so dizzy, but I know if I stay here, I'm gonna die here. I tried opening the door, but I couldn't. I see the driver getting out of the car and opening my door. He drags out of the by my hair. He pulls me into an empty passage, in between two tall buildings. He presses a gun to my temple

Me: Uzozisola ngalokhu, ngiyakutshela (You're going to regret this. Im telling you)

Driver: shut the fuck up wena sefebe ( you slut )

??: Myeke ahambe, kungenjalo ngizokukhipha ubuchopho (Let her go, or else I'll blow your brains out)

I know that voice, it's Kwenzo. The driver turns us around, and we're now facing Kwenzo . About 10 men all pointing their guns at the driver.

The driver pushes the gun into my temple and grabs a fist full of my hair, and pulls on it.

Me: Ah!!

Driver: Tell your man to back off and get me a car so I can give you your girl back.

Kwenzo signals for the men to go.

Driver: Good. Now slide your gun over.

Kwenzo: It's not happening

Driver: Then, your delicious toy here goes bye-bye.

Kwenzo: How do I know you're not gonna shoot us both.

Me: Kwenzo, don't do that. Don't listen to him.

Kwenzo closes his eyes briefly and takes deep breaths. He flicks the safety lock on and slides it to the driver's feet

Kwenzo: I'll do whatever it takes to protect you shortcake

He looks at the driver.

Kwenzo: There. Now let her go.

He points the gun at Kwenzo

Driver: I've got to say I'm a little disappointed. I guess rumors are just rumors. I thought you were gonna put up a fight. But anyway I won't let her go because I don't have the keys to the car I was promised.

Kwenzo: Fine. Can I at least take out my phone from my pocket to make the call.

Driver: Yeah

Kwenzo pulls out his phone and drops it on the floor. He looks up at the driver as if asking for permission to pick it up, and the driver nods. Kwenzo suddenly pulls out a spare gun from his calf. Kwenzo quickly shots the driver between the eyes

Me: Kwenzo!

He runs towards me and holds me tightly

Kwenzo: It's okay. You're safe now. I've got you.

I'm shaking right now, and yoh, my heart is beating so fast. I suddenly pull his face down and smash my lips onto his lips, and he kisses me back. He pulls away and suddenly falls onto the floor. His shirt is full of blood. Is he bleeding? How? Kwenzo never got shot. I kneel beside him and place my hand on his chest to see where the wound is. My hands are now covered in his blood. It suddenly hits me. I place my hands on his last injury I know of [ the one that he had when he came to the hospital on the day I met him]. Fuck his wound split.

Me: Kwenzo! Look at me.

Kwenzo: Yaya.... I—

His eyes flatter open. He's lost a lot of blood.

Me: Kuhle, you're gonna be okay. Stay with me

He closes his eyes. I take out my jacket, fold it and place it on his wound, and try to add pressure. I try waking him up by calling his name, and he's still unresponsive. His pulse is weak, and we need to get him to the hospital. I don't have my phone with me, and I can't leave him.

Me: Help!! Somebody help me!!

Matt and the other men with guns who were standing next to Kwenzo come running.

Me: Kwenzo!!!!! Wake up!!!!!!!

Matt: What the fuck happened?

Me: his wound has opened up. We need to get him to a hospital–.

Matt: No, we can't. We have to take him home.

Me: Uyahlanya? ( Are you mad ) Without medical treatment, he could die!

Matt: Look you're a doctor aren't you?

Me: I am but–.

Matt: we have everything you need at home now let's go.

I nod and the man carry Kwenzo to the car and we pass the car that had crashed into the tree. I get in the car with Matt and we speed on home. .

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The next few hours came as a blur, but with Matt's assistance,I was able to patch Kwenzo up and stabilize his injury.

Matt: is he gonna be okay

Me: it's hard say... He's lost a lot of blood. He could have thrown a clot for all I know.

Matt: ngiyabonga Yanda.... for savin' him... again.

I nod, then sit back down to watch over Kwenzo as he sleeps, monitoring his progress.

As I'm sitting i think back to what happened. Then i remember that when we past the car that had crashed into the tree, the the store lady was still in the same position we left her in when the man draged me out of the car. I suddenly think back to what Amanda said. What if this was her doing. Yohhh. I think I just dug myself a hole.

Four hours later....

Kwenzo: Aya..... Yaya...?

I quickly rush to his side.I've been sitting here for about four hours watching over him. I was scared that if I left his side, something might have happened to him.

Me: Kuhle, you're awake! How are you feeling?

Kwenzo: I'm fine. Where's Matt... I need to talk to him about—.

He winces as he attempys to so up

Me: Kwenzo, sit down, you not going anywhere. You scared the shit out of me. So you're gonna sit on that bed and rest. I don't know if you have to do or where you have to go but let me tell you something. You're not going anywhere.

Kwenzo: I scared you?

I don't know where I got the courage to say that, but I said it.

Kwenzo: Do you have any idea how scared I was when you disappeared from the shop!?

Me: Kwenzo—.

Kwenzo: And then when I find you, it's with a damn gun pointed at your head!

Me: Stop shouting at me–!

Kwenzo: I thought I was going to lose you! .........................................................................................

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