Always been mine!

Chapter two

After so many months of being in school and living alone, life was great but my relationship with kumbwa wasn't so good. Ever since I caught him cheating a month ago, his presence nauseated me. We got back together two weeks ago but I've never let him touch me. We talk and hang out but that's as far as we go. I can't even kiss him. Bonnie had convinced me the best way to get back at him was to continue being with him but torture him mentally and emotionally so am giving it a try. Truth is I love him. He's been sweet, leaves me his phone, I guess that's his way of trying to prove he's now clean, I receive flowers and chocolates from him every now and then. Out

When I told Michael we were back together, he said NOTHING!. He still comes to see me and we kiss whenever we can but that's as far as we go.

This morning Kumbwa left for Lusaka, his home town, to see his family. I've been spending time with Michael these days and I must say we are enjoying each others company.

It's national independence weekend, which means there are no classes today.

Its a hot Friday afternoon and am starving. I decided to go down to the canteen where I bumped into Zeb, I ordered pap and t-bone for lunch (take-away) and he walked me to my room. We chatted for a bit and he invited me to go out with him that evening, which I accepted.

My boyfriend wasn't in campus, Michael hadn't called me since wednesday and my bestfriend wasn't in school. Bonnie left with her boyfriend, whom she called grandpa, yesterday afternoon for a weekend getaway and would only be back on Sunday evening.

That evening Zeb picked me up, he looked so good, I loved his fashion sense. I expected him to take me to a club but instead he took me to a bar at a lodge in parklands opposite kitwe boys high school. where we had a few drinks and supper.

We were having so much fun when we heard someone come over to our table. It was Michael.

Michael: "baby." He kissed my cheek, then turned to Zeb. "My guy, long time. How are you? Why have you brought my girl here?"

Zeb: "long time indeed." he responded, "when the cat's away, the mice play." Both idiots laughed.

Michael:"I have been here all afternoon for some business meeting, am tired and need a bath so am going home now. Make sure you take her back to school soon." He looked at me and shook his head.

Five minutes later, Michael sent me a message saying I should meet him in the car park, I told Zeb I was going to the ladies but I went to see him. I didn't realise I had drunk too much until I stood up. I was so tipsy i'd have fallen had I been in heels, but I'd worn flat pumps. I quickly rushed to the car park and entered Michael's car.

Me:"What's up?" I asked him.

Michael:"why are you here? And with Zebron of all people? why didn't you call me if you wanted to come out here?" He asked.

Me: "one, that's none of your business. Two, Zeb and I are simply friends. Three, You and I aren't dating. Four, We ain't married. Five, I have male friends, you have female friends. Six, I am still in a relationship with Kumbwa, your friend. And what's wrong with zeb?" I finished counting the reasons off my fingers.

Michael: "you don't know, do you? Zeb is a pimp. A guy no man would want to see with his girlfriend, but you're not mine, right? Anyway, how are you?"

I just smiled, I was too shocked to answer him. A pimp? Such people exist in Zambia?lol. So tonight I've discovered Zeb is a pimp that introduces campus girls to the Chinese constructors in Kitwe for a fee. WOW.

I was lost in my thoughts when Michael pulled me, drawing me close to himself. "I missed you." He kissed me.

"No, stop! My boyfriend is your friend and people could see us. What's wrong with you?" I slapped his chest.

Michael: "So. You've done more than kiss me already." He said tightening his hold on me.

Me:"No, let me go you fool. And I am still on a date with Zeb, so I am going back." I said.

I barely touched the door handle when he grabbed my arm and twisted it. Ouch,that hurt. "Let me guess, he booked a cab and brought you here!"

Me:" you're hurting me and what's wrong with a cab? He's a student. Now let me go!" I tried to pull my arm out of his grip but he twisted it even more.

Michael: "you're not leaving this car to go to Zeb, Some i***t that will f**k you for the $2 alcohol he bought you."

Ouch that hurt. Do I look like some girl a guy can f**k all because he bought her booze??????

"If you're going somewhere, its back to school. Now, turn back into your seat like a pretty doll that you are and put your seat belt on."

He was so angry, I wasn't sure if he was going to hit me, so I did as was told and he locked the door.