Hold me

Chapter 9

Saviyah

After a week of not being able to spend any time together. Ayana and I decided to chill at my house. We were currently in my room painting each others nails.

"You know what?" Ayana blurted out of the blue. I couldn't hold back the groan from escaping my throat. She'd been nagging me since yesterday afternoon, since I told her about Ian needing help.

She responded by giving me her best death glare.

"What is it?"

"Do you really think that he's being genuine. I mean this guy just apologized and is already asking for help. I don't know about you but I think there's something fishy."

"I do agree that it's a bit to soon, but he's always struggled with Maths it's nothing new." I shrugged, brushing off the voice in my head telling me she's right.

"I think you are letting him in too soon. Don't forget he may have apologized but the crowd he hangs out are the same ones who bully you."

"I'm very much aware of that and don't forget, this week they haven't given me anything more that glares. Not to say they won't do anything again but maybe Ian has done something." A big part of me was praying.

Ayana stared at me at Saviyah incredulously. " Uphambene? Hai ungandijongi ngelohlobo. (Are you crazy? Hey don't you dare look at me like that.)

I stood abruptly and headed to my window. What's wrong with her. I know that Ian just apologized and I'm letting him into soon. But it's not like we have a get together and sleepover planned. It's just two former friends helping each other out.

It's just me helping him with a subject he's struggling with. I know Ayana's concerned and is just trying to protect me. That's why I love her because she's always looking out for me. I'm being cautious as well... or am I?

I turned around and found her looking at me with her arms crossed.

"Ndiyayazi ukuba uzama ukhusela mna. Kodwa nam ndiyabona ukuba izinto ziyakhawuleza. Lomntu ucele uxolo ngoMvulo, ngoLwesihlanu secela uncedo. Ndyakthembisa ndizozikhusela, kwaye ndiyabulela kuwe ngokwenza okufanayo. Cela singalwi. (I know you are trying to protect me. But I can't also see things are moving fast. I mean this person apologized on Monday and Friday he's asking for help. I promise to be careful and thank you for trying to look out for me. Can we please not fight.)

Her face softened and she made her way to me. "Ok let's stop. It's just that I saw how hurt you were when I first arrived and I'd hate for that to happen again. You're my best friend, my sister from another mister. I don't want you to get hurt. Plus I just don't like him."

She added with a shrug. I understood her point of view. But I know what I'm doing.

"Aaaw look at you getting all mushy. Love you." I added with a small smile. Things like these make me appreciate her.

"Love you, now give me a hug." We embraced for a while until she started squeezing too hard.

"Girl get off me." I sputtered trying to wrangle myself out of her iron clasp of a hug. She finally let go. "I prefer my intestines in my body. Damn girl you tryna kill me?"

I hope me letting Ian in isn't.