Novels by Nkateko Cindy

ALICIASeeing the lady that caused drama while we were having breakfast made my blood boil but I also found it hilarious because I knew that Jason might have been high or drunk to have fucked someone with that fashion sense. She looked at me like she was ready to kill me before she was taken outside, but I just wasn’t in the mood for entertaining her. Jason and I sat at the balcony after having breakfast. The silence was so loud that I could tell that we were both dying to say something to each other, I was dying to confront him but felt intimidated every time I tried to open my mouth. “How did you find me?.” This was the only thing that felt appropriate to ask first. He flipped the page of the newspaper that he was holding and pretended like I wasn’t even there. There was silence again. “Jason…” he then closed the newspaper and placed it on the glass table, and fixed his gaze on me. His hazel eyes made me feel some heat between my inner thighs. It was my first time to feel that he

ALICIAJason jogged around his Porshe and opened the door for me to get in. He looked cold and disgusted. I’m pretty sure it was my outfit that pissed him off. He got on the driver’s side and started the engine. His car smelled just like him. His strong cologne filled the whole car. He didn’t pay attention to me. His eyes were fixed on the road, and the silence that filled the car was very loud. I wanted to confront him right away but his pissed face and that he wasn’t a young boy that I knew intimidated me. He was a grown man now. “What the hell are you doing in Colombia?” he finally broke the silence. “If you hadn’t abandoned me like you did, I wouldn’t be in this shit.” I was pissed. “Wrong answer.” His eyes were still fixed on the road. I ignored him for a few minutes, not knowing what to say. My eyes were fixed on the rare mirror, seeing the tall buildings that we were leaving behind. The car was moving away from the city. The only thing that I was dying to know was where he

JASONI had to attend a meeting with James at Hogar Restaurant, one of the best restaurants in Bogotá. I wasn’t in a good mood and didn’t want to attend the meeting in the city but I had no other choice because James was my best client, I knew that sealing a deal with him would benefit my company. I didn’t want to go out that night, but it felt like something big was about to happen—or there was something that was pushing me to attend the meeting. I quickly fixed my black tie and made sure that I looked good in my black suit, then got in my car and headed to the city. An hour later, I walked inside the restaurant and immediately saw James sitting at the table that allowed him to have the beautiful view of the city through the ceiling-to-floor window that the table was next to. We shook hands and got straight to business. The meeting didn’t take long because we reached an agreement quickly. We ordered some food and drinks to celebrate the deal. Although I was happy with the deal tha

ALICIAThe knock on the bathroom door woke me up. I scanned the room, trying to remember where I was. My back was sore from sleeping on the ladies room’s floor. “Occupied.” I said with a sleepy voice. I unlocked the door and headed to the sink to wash my face. There were two ladies who were taking selfies and admiring themselves in front of the huge mirror that was in front of us. They didn’t pay attention to me. I left them in the ladies' room and left the train station. It was a sunny morning. The streets weren’t as busy as the previous night. There were few people in the streets. The smell coming from the different food stands on the street made me nauseous. The heat from the sun drained the little energy that I had. I had nowhere to go and I couldn’t call Ms Jones, I had left my luggage and phone at the club. I was very hungry and tired. My feet were swollen from walking for hours without shoes the previous night. Roaming the streets was the only thing that made sense to me at t

ALICIAEverything that I was scared of and wanted to never happen was happening. I didn’t know what to do or how to react. It felt like my soul had just left my body.Numb.Anxious.Horrified.This is how I felt when I heard his voice. “Welcome to Colombia, my dear cousin.” He wore an evil smile. I used all the courage and strength that was left in me to walk away from John but he grabbed me by my wrist, forcing me to face him, then pushed me so hard that I fell to the ground. Son of a bitch. “Just let me go.” I tried to hide how scared I was. “Not so fast, bitch.”. I got up and faced him. “What do you want from me?”. I knew what was coming was bad. Extremely bad. “I’m a fucking fugitive because of you. You have to face the consequences for making me mad.” He wasn’t smiling anymore, he was pissed. “You ruined my life. Your mom stole everything from me. You tried to rape me, and now this? You are stupid if you think you’re the victim. You deserve to rot in jail, you son of a

ALICIA Before I knew it, it was time for me to travel to Colombia. I got cold feet; I was stuck between wanting to leave and just staying in New York City with Ms Jones. Ms Jones didn’t want me to go, she kept on telling me that she had a bad feeling about my journey, she kept on having the same nightmare for the whole week—a nightmare about me being chased by a group of men wanting to kill me. It sounded ridiculous to me, thinking that it was just a silly dream that she had due to her overthinking all the time. She tried to convince me to stay but I refused. The ride to the airport was both emotional and awkward. Our rides were always filled with laughter, jokes, and fooling around, but the ride to the airport was nothing like that—it was filled with silence. The ride to the airport was about half an hour, but it felt like the longest ride ever. When we got to the airport it was already dark and was a little bit cold. Ms. jones helped me with my luggage when we got to the airport.