Xander “I hate it here,” I whisper as I get into the car after leaving my last meeting of the day. “Well, at least that’s it for the day, you need to call Nikki, she’s worried about you,” Charles says as she hands over my phone. “Charles what did I tell you? If she calls my phone, you give it to me,” Charles give me the oh no you didn’t look, and I quickly apologize. “I didn’t want you getting distracted okay, I need to leave this country and go start a new life somewhere,” “So, you’re leaving the country with me?” “Where you go, I go, we are best friends after all and besides we both know we cant be apart from each other too long before we start losing it,” I laugh, “I feel sorry for our partners,” Charles laughs, “Honestly, they’ll get used to it.” I look out the window and see Damien on the phone, he looks worried and my runs to Chantel. Guilt washes over me and I look at Charles, he looks clueless, he’s already catching up on what he missed in the tabloids. Damien ends h
Xander “Home sweet home,” I sigh, as I got into the house. Today was the last day and everything was finally sorted, I was no longer the president and I had appointed the new CEO of my dad’s company. Sold my mansions and only left one apartment incase my wife and I needed to visit. I was officially cutting all ties with America. “What time do we leave tomorrow?” “I made flight bookings for midnight,” Charles replies, “Unless that’s too late.” I shake my head, “That is perfect, I didn’t want to be here when the movers came.” “I can’t believe this is the end of your villain era, who would have thought?” Damien walks in with the shopping bags and goes into the kitchen, and I follow behind him. “ “Tonight, we feast like kings,” Damien says, “I’ve got pork belly, ribs, steak, beer, whiskey, lamb chops. All meat, no carbs, no salads.” “I have a feeling we might regret this,” Charles says with a laugh. “We’ll nurse our hangovers on the plane baby, and we will be celebrating us men,
Nikki Today Chantel and I were meeting up at our usual chill spot, for our weekly kiki session. I’m getting dressed and I get text from Chantel to pick her up from her house because her car was in for repairs. I put on my leggings and over size t-shirt, my sneaker and I tie my hair up into a puff and leave. I get into my Ford Ranger and leave my mother’s parking lot. I make the thirty-minute drive to Chantel’s apartment complex and find her waiting outside for me. “Hey girl, looking cute as always,” she greets as she puts her seatbelt on. “Girl, stop it. You look good and you smell good too, is that the perfume Charles got for you?” She nods, “Yes honey and let me tell you the amount of dudes that have come up to me and asked me out, tell me I smell good and all,” I laugh, “I would to.” She rolls her eyes, “You wish, if you were a dude, you’d be ugly.” I laugh, “So would you bitch,” I drive out of the parking, and we make our way to the Maboneng Precinct, a small little strip
Nikki “Mama, did you pick up the underplates?” My mother proceeds to pull out the underplates from the box and place them on the table. “Sorry,” She laughs, “It’s okay baby, you’re stressed, and you only have ten minutes left. Chantel and I have everything under control. Go get ready and go pick up your man.” I give my mother a hug and kiss her on the cheek, “I love you.” “I love you too my baby, now go,” she says and spanks my butt. I rush upstairs and take a shower and get dressed in a trapeze dress and white sneakers, I grab my small handbag and make my way downstairs. X is driving into my yard and stops in front of me. “Big bro, on time, like always,” I say as I get into the car. “It’s my job to be on time,” he laughs. We drive off and I’m constantly checking my phone for Xander's text to tell me he has landed. “How are you doing?” “I am so happy, my husband is coming back home, my best friend is pregnant, business is back on track and – “Chantel is pregnant?” Shit
Xander I couldn’t keep my hands off her and she didn’t mind it at all. I could tell by the way she was looking for it and caving into it. The party is going on and Nikki and I are seated together outside by the pool with Charles, Damien, X, and Chantel. Our parents have already left, so we had time to talk to our close friends about their affair. “So, I have an announcement to make,” Nikki says, “We have a set date for the lobola.’ I grin, “Seriously, when?” “In two weeks, the uncles agreed to have Damien, your mother, and her brother as representatives,” X says with a smile. “That’s amazing, we have to start looking for outfits,’ Chantel squeals. I give Nikki a kiss on the cheek, “I can’t wait.” “I need more of those chicken wings,” Chantel gets up and walks into the house and then Damien gets up a few moments later. Xander and I give each other a look and X clears his throat. “I need to get going, my wife is calling,” he says. Xander gets up and walks over to him, “Thank yo
XanderOne week LaterNobody has heard from or seen Charles in over a week, and we are starting to get worried. My traditional wedding was in a week, and I’ve had to ask X to assist me in making sure that I don’t disappoint my in-laws.“Should I go looking for him?”I shake my head, “No X, let’s not get involved. When Charles disappears, his intention is to never be found until he is ready to be found.”He nods, “I think that outfit is perfect, it's not too traditional and it’ll definitely impress the uncles.”I look at myself in the mirror and smile, the tailor did a great job. A black and white Xhosa-inspired shirt and black pants, which were going to match with the black leather sandals I had custom-made.“Precious you have out
Nikki “Baby, if you keep eating that batter, we won’t have any dessert for our guests,” I scold. Xander frowns and pushes the batter bowl towards me. I place the batter into star containers and put them in the oven to bake. We were supposed to have ice cream, but we had it the other night, so we decided to make a chocolate cake with custard. Xander and I go upstairs to shower and change into some fresh clothes. I pick out a pastel pink maxi dress and some earrings. My stomach was starting to show, I was in my second trimester, and I couldn’t wait to hold my baby. Our next appointment was the day before our traditional wedding, and I couldn’t wait to find out the gender of the baby. Xander stands next to me and kisses my cheek. “You look gorgeous baby,” I blush, np matter how many times he said that
XanderThis isn’t a dream. This isn’t a dream. He really is dead.“What happened?”“He got stabbed in jail by another inmate and he died from his wounds,” Nikki says slowly.“Oh god,” Charles sighs, “If it’s any consolation, good riddance.”“Charles!”“What? Let’s be honest, we won't miss him and a part of us agrees that he deserved it.”Chantel nods, “I concur, God, put us out of our misery, including Aiden.”Nikki shakes her head and starts laughing. Every time she gets stressed, anxious, or just angry, she laughs, and it freaks me out.“Babe?”She shakes her head, laughing, “I’m sorry. I just didn