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MAY THE BEST MAN WIN

Chapter 1

*PROLOGUE*



BASETSANA.



I WAKE UP TO MY RINGING PHONE. URGHH WHO IS IT? SOME PEOPLE LACK PEACE. I ANSWER THE DAMN PHONE BORED AS HELL.


Me: What?


....Is that how you answer my calls now Basetsana.


That would be my boyfriend everybody.


Me: I'm sorry, you woke me up.


...I know, you better get your ass here Basetsana.


Me: Mxm.


I hang up, who does Zakhele think he is. I get back to my sweet slumber.


Later here I am sitting on a sofa at Zakhele's house. I know he's angry with me but he won't dare try to yell, He knows I'll leave him still yelling. He has a lot of temper, anger, I'm actually scared of him. I heard people who are short tempered can act without thinking. I don't want to be one of those people who end up being killed or beaten. so I better keep my mouth shut.


Zakhele: Have you thought about it?


Me; Is that why you woke me up early in the morning?


Zakhele: Answer my damn question Basetsana.


I forgot to tell you that he's also controlling.


Me: I can't.


Zakhele: What do you mean you can't? I've been waiting for you for almost a year now.


Me: I know, but I can't please give me more time to be ready.


Zakhele: I'm sorry but I can't wait for you, I've been waiting and other people have done it, so why you're not ready shocks me.


Me: I'm not...


Zakhele: Don't interrupt me, I'm still talking.


Me: I'm sorry.


Zakhele: No you're not, why are you laughing?, are you even taking me


seriously?


Me: (laughs) I'm sorry, I can't do it, I'm leaving and thanks for hosting me.


I stand up and leave.ย 


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