CHAPTER 1

Nkosinhle Gcabashe

getting back from the slaughterhouse, i found my father sitting on the couch with his legs crossed. i swear this old man never ages besides the little grey beard and haircut.

me: i think i should change my password access. You're now getting used to doing as you please in my house, old man.
phakamile: Call me that again, you'll meet your ancestors, boi.
me: kodwa baba, you can't keep on letting yourself in my house everytime, have you even gone to nkosenye's place?
phakamile: don't tell me about that fuck boy.. everytime i get there i find him with girls.

i laughed as he stood up heading to my study, can he just get more old that he can't walk without a cane? no i want him to grow so old that he can't even walk..... don't get me wrong, i hardly find my privacy except on weekends when my mother is not at work well when she doesn't have classes to teach on weekends.

i followed him to the study, i found him pouring himself my whiskey.

me: baba i need to freshen up so I'll....
phakamile: you're coming from the slaughter house, aren't you?
me: i had to baba, we....
phakamile: didn't i warn you and your brother as well as that sister of yours not to go there?
me: baba please we had to go, gabisile wronged us.
phakamile: still nkosinhle! you forgot we almost got busted years ago?
me: "years ago" baba, now mina no nkosenye and zana we are grown enough to be careful.... we got this.

he shook his head sipping on his whiskey whilst looking outside the window.

phakamile: go and freshen up, we have to talk.
me: sounds serious.
phakamile: it's about the businesses.
me: are we getting them? please don't be like grandpa and force us to get married to be able to own them.
phakamile: im not old fashioned.
me: ohh thank God.
phakamile: but eventually you'll have to find yourselves partners sinhle, as a man you need a woman by your side and that fuck boy better leave that lifestyle and grow the fuck up.... i don't even know what is nkosazana planning because she's getting old, she needs to build her own family and stop partying.

i yawned rubbing my eyes, this is the very same lecture we get everytime we cross paths with this old man.

me: father i need to freshen up, don't finish my whiskey.
phakamile: i have plenty in my house.
me: then go and have your own.

i said walking out, leaving him chuckling. i went for a cold shower replaying what we just did, not that we're not used to it but i loved gabisile... not as one of my gang but i loved her as my woman, im glad i didn't make a quick move.

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Nkosenye Gcabashe

"ahh... harder! harder baby"

she moaned out grabbing her sheets, i put her legs over my shoulders and went in harder holding her waist tight when my phone went ringing.

"please don't take it...."
me: it could be important sherly.

i leaned over and grabbed it not pulling out but thrusting hard inside her.

me: sinhle?
nkosinhle: nkosenye where are you? we're at your place.

"ahhh yees, right there daddy"
me: right here? ohh fuuck!

sinhle: nkosi are you being serious right now? get that flat small dick of yours here because dad has a serious talk about the businesses with us.
me: mmh will be there.
sinhle: make it fast fuck boy.

i disconnected the call and threw away the phone fucking sherly hard and released. i walked to the toilet leaving her laying on her tummy, i took out the condom and grabbed the towel before cleaning myself. i threw it on her and picked up my pants.

me: clean yourself up.
sherly: already leaving?
me: yeah.
sherly: nkosi are we done already?

i just glanced at her and threw on my t-shirt, i grabbed my phone.

me: I'll call you.
sherly: nkosi...
me: don't call me sherly, i said I'll call you.... don't repeat what you did last time.

she was about to say something, i walked out leaving her mouth opened. i sometimes wonder what the hell is wrong with these girls, "no strings attached" means "dating" to them... they'll never understand that i don't do love shit.

i anyway arrived at my place, dad and nkosinhle's cars were already parked... it's high time that i change my password, they're getting used to letting themselves in whenever they want.

getting inside i walked straight to the fridge and poured myself a glass of water, fuck i smell like sex.... i need a real good shower. i walked to my lounge where they were sitted having my beers, i sighed throwing myself on the double couch laying on my back.

me: old man... sinhle.
sinhle: eita.
phakamile: who are you calling "old man" nkosenye?
me: hade grootman.

sinhle cracked up laughing, i just smiled as my father gave me a warning look.... i put my hands together apologizing.

phakamile: you're still childish at age of 28?
me: dad c'mon we can't always be serious all the time.
nkosinhle: baba get to it already.
phakamile: we're still waiting for that party freak you call your sister.

"jikijiki im a party freak? sanibona boGcabashe"

she removed my legs from the couch and threw herself on before letting out a heavy sigh... you could tell from her eyes that she's been drinking.

me: your eyes sold you off, kanti why are you stuffing yourself with booze like it's the end of the world?
nkosazana: you've never heard me asking you why are you fucking every girl that you see so shut up.
nkosinhle: they've started with their cat mouse fight, baba can we please proceed?

that's my brother for y'all, always serious and grumpy unless i make some jokes.... he's all about business this, business that and mind you? we haven't given those businesses.

phakamile: im finally leaving the businesses into your hands.... the businesses you always asked for.
nkosinhle: *smirks* so baba, are we gonna share them all of us?
phakamile: they're plenty so no, you and your brother will share.
nkosazana: him and his brother? what do you wanna imply father?
phakamile: im leaving the businesses in the hands of nkosinhle and nkosenye, that's what i meant.
me: what? what about her father?
phakamile: nkosazana will have to get married and focus on her actual job and family nkosenye, these businesses don't need a weak person.
nkosazana: so im weak in your eyes baba? am i not the one who saved your precious princess from getting killed? am i not the one who saved your club from getting robbed? am i not .... gosh i did a lot but you still see me as a weak person?

the silence filled the room, father kept his eyes faced down with his hands rubbing one another.

nkosinhle: kodwa baba you're being unfair.
phakamile: you don't understand, do you? if i hand one of my businesses to her, she'll have to quit her job.... zana must get married sinhle, she'll have to build a family one day and she won't leave her family behind for business missions and end up getting killed... you feel me?
me: but she....
nkosazana: no i get it, you once chose them over me so i understand.
phakamile: nkosazana how is that have to do with this? i trust nkosinhle and nkosenye to be able to carry The Gcabashe Empire because i taught them well.
nkosazana: wow.... so why am i here? what did you call me here for?
phakamile: i couldn't hand out the businesses without your presence, you would feel like im neglecting you.
nkosazana: of course you are, whether im here or not... father I've always known you hated me. nkosinhle and nkosenye come first when it comes to you, it's always been them.

she grabbed her phone and walked out trying so hard to push back her tears. i looked at dad and shook my head.

me: you're being unfair father.
phakamile: ....
me: is it because she's a woman? no if it was mbaliyethu, would you do that? i guess not.... who knows you're the reason she drinks alcohol like this?

i stood up following her out.... i don't know how is this possible but i still have some weird feelings for my twin sister, im trying my all to avoid them but i sometimes fail.... i really can't understand how's this even possible.

to be continued.