Fell in love with a gangster

I FELL IN LOVE WITH GANGSTER CHAPTER 1 It's a Monday morning, as tired as I am to go to school I have no choice but to go. I have brothers that strongly believe in education, they would go on and on about the importance of education and how far it'd take me if I wasn't so lazy. Well they should be grateful I'm not dumb, I pass my grades quite well. But that doesn't change how exhausting school is, when I say exhausting I speak for all us learners who wake up every day at 5am and prepare for the day ahead. I know the learners are tired, they just want that soft life delivered on a silver plate... Hello?!! Reality check is a b***h pardon my language I'm just annoyed. My alarm just rang shuttering my sleep, obviously I'm going to be grumpy the whole day. Plus I have brothers that don't know what privacy means especially for a girl. They don't understand what's like having a girl around, I mean I'm their sister but they treat me like I'm... One of them. “Ngelosi hurry up. I'd hate arriving at work late because of your lazy ass” Hebana, my brother calm down. That has got to be Khayalethu, he hates waiting. Zero patience in his blood, especially when it comes to work. Anything that has to do with money. I just woke up and I just finished my study 1 hour ago, what sleep did I slept?. My eyes feel heavy as I iron my uniform, I should have done that last night but because I am stubborn I don't listen to my brothers instructions sometimes. Sad. But I quickly shower and wear my under garments, then uniform, I add on a blazer. The weather outside seems to be just calm, sun out but not too much heat so it's perfect for an exhausting Monday. I grab my school bag and made my way to the kitchen, BhutʼLethu is on the phone call the seriousness on his face, tone as well. He means business. I didn't even get to eat breakfast that my dearest brother had prepared for me, Mluleki. I took my school bag to Khayalethuʼs car, he bought a new car few weeks ago and told me that if I pass my matric without having a boyfriend—imagine—he'd buy me one. I would need about 5 distinctions to prove my loyalty to him. I'm hoping that I make it. I know, I'm wondering where he gets so much money because not only that he's planning on buying a house for me. He won't focus on his life this one, always thinking of me and Mluleki plus Mluleki is old enough to choose to go and die if he wants to... “We are late today Miss Mbatha ma'am.” my brother brings the engine to life, glancing at his wrist watch. We can't be that late. “I woke up right on time Bhuti, maybe you're the one late.” I replied staring out the window as he drove out of the yard. Silence thick, not uncomfortable but I know he's trying to calm down. Khayalethu is dramatic, very. Because why is he mad at me when he's the one that woke up late, technically I did because when my alarm rang I happen to have added few more minutes. Gosh I need my beauty sleep, I need my beauty sleep. “Okay ngiyaxolisa ke” Firstly I am not in my best mood because I'm hungry and secondly I woke up... Tired. I didn't sleep at all. “Ngelosi, are you dating yini?” there's that question again. Ever since I started schooling here, that has been his question. “I'm 17, Bhuti... I can date if I want to.” that was just me testing him. I glance at him, his jaw tightening, the grip on the steering wheel is tight. “Ngelosikababa” I know he's becoming angry with me if he calls my full name. It's not even their name, my father called me his angel not for them to abuse it. Our father is dead, why won't they let the name die as well, not that I hate it. It reminds me of my father, he loved calling me Ngelosi.. “It's a joke I'm not dating.” I respond before he could lecture me about the dangers of dating and having teenage pregnancy. “Good.” he utters, his eyes focused on the road. Finally drops me off at the school gate, before I could get out of the car with my bag. BhutʼLethu clears his throat and I know where this is about to go. “Uziphathe kahle, no boyfriend until you're 35.”im sorry it's hilarious to me that he is saying this with a straight face, not even looking at me. Hebana Bhuti?, I won't laugh because he is serious about it. He's not joking I know... I don't say much but take my bag and leave, well this time I'm not getting pocket money to spend. Great, what a loving brother I have. I walk through the school gate, greeting the security guard. My crush, not like that. He's way too old, but handsome as well. I wasn't drooling over him, not at all, it was just a long glance that had me almost tripping and falling but my best friend caught me right on time. She pulls me back and fixes my sleeve. I felt her belly on my shoulder as she caught me, yup she's pregnant, 5 months. My brothers would absolutely lose their marbles finding out that I have a best friend that's about to give birth in 4 months. BhutʼKhayalethu would kill me alive. I mean that's how killing usually happen but you..... you get it. “Crushing on a man half your dad's age is diabolic” she says I clear my throat “That's why it says crush.” I reply brushing past her, she follows me I hear her chuckling. “You're making it obvious that you like him” she says “I don't like him.” I defend “He's just a crush” I add “Crushes are meant to be crushed” I continue, I hope that made sense because I just be saying whatever comes to mind. She chuckles... As we sit on our spot. “That sounds not right. But I wouldn't want you falling for a man old enough to be your dad.” she leans toward me, resting her head on my shoulder. It's just a sick stupid crush. Crushes aren't meant to be dated right? Atleast he's a crush. She caresses her belly. Trying her breathing exercises. “Today is head girl election day.”she says as if I had forgotten about it, yes I have. “Really wish my name wasnt on the list” she forced me to write my name on the list so I can be voted for headgirl badge... Mxm I'm not excited about those things. “Oh please don't act you don't want to be a headgirl.” she says rolling her eyes. “I don't vele, I have so much on my plate. School work, I have no boyfriend to cry to and plus my brothers are on my neck about passing my matric.” I reply, I almost feel like crying because wow it's too much. “You're one of our A student in this school, if not you then who?” she lifts her head up and glance at me. She has this little smirk on her face. “Patricia is here” we both look at her, standing a few walks away from us talking with her squad. Not a colored by the way, she's Zulu as f**k. Just the name difference, otherwise she belongs with us. “Mxm Patricia is dumb, all she do is cheat on her boyfriends like how she does on her exams. Please.” she goes on resting her head on my shoulder. I heard rumors that she also aborted her baby as well. Slept with one of the teachers to pass her grades. I don't know how she does it but she's brave for that. After about few minutes chilling there and just talking, the school bell finally rings I help my friend get up and I hold her bag and we walk to the assembly area. Since it's a Monday we have assembly every Monday. I hate standing for long period of time. Our principal just likes yapping and nothing comes out of his mouth makes sense. Minenhle and I aren't in the same class, but she's my neighbor. The assembly meeting proceeds, the principal takes the stand and yaps about the importance of education and our school blah blah blah blah. Whatever Mr Sishi. I kept zoning out, yawning and thinking about my life after matric, I'd love to go clubbing and shaking ass on strip poles but who am I kidding with the brothers I have they'd come fuming to get me. Or even beat me up infront of the people. Yup. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by Minenhle nudging, I blink twice looking at her slightly irritated. She points at the principal, when I finally put my focus on him. He was now announcing the head girl and headboy of the year. The principal took a long pause before he can finally announce. My legs are starting to become sore from standing, just as I began looking for a spot to stand in so I can lean on something. “Miss Nobuntu Mbatha” the principal announced. Now that's the name on my birth certificate, yes Nobuntu. My mother gave me that name and my second name is Gcina— kamama. I am my mother's last born. I held my breath for a split second, My friend clapped her hands for me cheering for me as my form teacher came to get me. I was taken by surprise absolutely unexpected reveal. I wonder how many votes I got. Other learners cheered for me, others screaming and so on. The principal gave me my badge alongside Luyanda the headboy, now why they chose a boy like him to be a headboy. Regardless of his smart ass, he doesn't have the looks to back him up. No offense. The principal then gave me room to say my peace, I didn't have much to say honestly I didn't prepare anything for this. All I did was thank the ones that voted for me, promised to keep the school functioning and at its best which is something I know I won't do. Right after the assembly I had a lot of learners coming to me and congratulating me something I didn't need. Plus Minenhle couldn't stop bragging about it. Making poor kids pick up papers and dirt scaring them because her friend is now a headgirl. Something I really didn't ask for. Even during break I couldn't have space of my own I felt like a celebrity of some sort. Quite irritating if you ask me because I didn't have much of people come to talk to me and congratulate me. “I can't wait to give birth. Mthobisi thinks it's a boy” finally we're having a proper break with no disturbance from unwanted people. Gosh here's a thing about my friend, yes she's pregnant and yes she has some regrets about it but she is still standing strong. Besides that she comes from an abusive household, she lives with her aunt and uncle. I'm saying this because the marks on her neck and arms say it all, I've seen it. At first I thought it was her boyfriend but she denied it so and said it's her aunt and uncle. Which entirely broke my heart, she's pregnant and I don't know how she survives this through her pregnancy. Her and Mthobisi met at a event, he's not really that old he's in his mid twenties and Minenhle is 18, so not a huge gap between the two. Mthobisi already paid amalobola for her, imagine my bestie might even get married before the end of the year and I think that's the only time she'll get to move out from her home. Her aunt didn't allow her to leave because they aren't married. She's happy and I am happy for her, atleast Mthobisi didn't up and leave, he took full responsibility and paid the damages how nice that is. “I'm sensing a boy.” I reply as i—I was looking for my lunchbox then remembered that my brother didn't have enough patience for me to even pack my lunch. I grunt annoyed. “Let me guess you didn't pack your lunch?” she asks, side smiling at me as if it's something amusing, its not. I get very moody when I'm hungry and right now I am not feeling well. “Not my fault, I have a brother that doesn't know what having patience mean” I say leaning on my palm, I'm almost in tears. “Your brother needs to calm down, kanti what's his problem?” now she's annoyed on my behalf. “I don't know yazi. I don't know why he is like this and plus he didn't give me no pocket money to make up for it.” okay now I'm crying. Minenhle chuckles sitting next to me and brushing my shoulder. I love food hle, and when I'm hungry nothing is funny to me. “We'll share my cravings” she pulls out her lunchbox and taking a look to what she had brought.. I'm stunned. She's craving for this?.. It's white bread with pickles and peanut butter I quickly turn it down politely I wouldn't want to hurt her feelings. I just suddenly became full. She ate her lunch in peace, not to be rude but I almost threw up. The bell rang indicating the break is over, went to attend our next class. ______ It's after school, waiting patiently for whoever needs to come and fetch me. I don't know if I should call Mluleki or Khayalethu or should I wait a bit longer. I'm not sure which option to go with. I decided to wait a bit longer, okay now I'm tired of waiting I pull out my phone to call BhutʼMluleki, a car suddenly pulls up by. The window rolls down and I see Minenhle in the passenger's seat, quite posh car. “Let us take you home, chomma” she says as she opens the backdoor for me, I was reluctant at first but I would love to get home early. I hop in, the guy driving is Mthobisi, her boyfriend or baby daddy rather. Him and I don't quite get along, but he's cool from a distance. One wrong move I'll kill him. I didn't see the person I'm sitting next to until I looked. He's sitting on the far end, quietly looking through the window. I can't see his full face, I observe him stealing glances at him, wearing black jeans and white polo shirt and white sneakers. He has a ring on his pinkie, his beard nicely shaved and haircut neat. His cologne smells..... Well not my kind, but decent I guess. He is silent, you could tell he had a lot going through his mind. But do I care?ofcourse not. “Sawubona” I greet him just show that I have acknowledged him. But he just ignored me, how rude, never greeting him again. Besides that it's my first time seeing him, for all that I know Mthobisi doesn't have siblings. It's always been him. So maybe this is his friend.. Or Mthobisi gave him lift, I don't know. But I'm already annoyed by him. Mxm who does he think he is... Chris brown? Ugh. Too much pride. . . .