I was woken from a beautiful dream by someone calling my name. I pried my eyes open and struggled to keep them open for a full minute before I rolled out of bed, my feet tangled up in the blankie. I'd decided to take a nap sometime after working on the painting for a few hours. It sucked not having a phone because I couldn't check the time or set an alarm. Tossing the blanket aside, I staggered to the bathroom and washed my face, scowling at the paint stains on my dress. I needed to get an apron as soon as possible. "YVONNE!" Esra's urgent voice had me hurrying out of my room. "Esra?" I called as I neared the stairs. Esra stood at the bottom of the stairs and held out her phone. "There's a call for you?" "Who?" I mouthed as I took the phone from her. "It's Cas. I'll just finish setting the table and then I'll join you for dinner after showering. I hope you don't mind?" She said, looking uncomfortable. "But you can go ahead and eat if you are too hungry." I gave her an awkward
Perhaps I should have taken Esra up on her offer to patch me up, otherwise, I wouldn't have woken up in the middle of the night feeling like there was something trying to rip through my back at the slightest movement. Now I regretted going to Silas' room, it would have been easier to wake her up while right next to her. I wanted to go to her room but then remembered that she had bought hot spray after waking up with a stiff neck a few days ago. The only problem, I had to go all the way down to the kitchen. I had to take care of this before Silas noticed that something is wrong. The last thing I wanted was to cause a rift between the two siblings. I took my time going to the kitchen, thanks to my back. I felt like an elderly lady with back problems. Can I tell you a secret? This house is kinda creepy at night. It somehow always felt bigger and a lot emptier, and the silence felt like the calm before the storm. And what made it worse was the fact that they did not turn off the lig
No one ever told me how holy it was to truly be loved, it was amazing, I felt amazing! My heart felt like an air balloon, as if there was something keeping the warm feeling inside. It felt like I'd just woken up from an amazing dream, as though last night had not been real. But I remember every single moment, Silas had said that he loves me. I could still feel his arms enveloping me as if he was afraid I would break if he let me go. I slept like a baby, and clearly he slept through the night too, but he was more alert than he was when he slept during the day. At some point during the night he even refused to let me go to pee. I gently removed his arm around my waist, and he groaned and shifted closer. "Sy, I'm pressed." There were no protests this time, his arm fell limply where I'd been sleeping as soon as I was out of bed. I kissed him on the head, earning a sleepy smile from him, and then I tiptoed out of his room and made my way back to my own. I quickly washed my face befor
If I could choose to have one superpower, it would be to interpret dreams, to understand the things I see and why I see them. I would want to remember every single detail in the morning so that I leave no stone unturned. Maybe I would even win the lotto and become a millionaire, but that was beside the point. I've been having this recurring dreams for the past two days, and they are becoming more vivid each time, and what terrified me is how real they felt. I'm in a dense forest and I keep looking over my shoulder as I run from an unknown force, and it always feels like they are at an arm's reach and I can't get far enough from them. As I keep running, the sky-high trees ahead begin to close up and it feels like the forest is swallowing him, and the last thing I hear before I wake up are my own screams and a baby's shrilling cry. It did not help that I slept alone, or that I struggled to sleep these days. I couldn't wait to get the restaurant up and ru
When you decide to visit a sangoma, in most cases, prepare yourself to come back with more questions that answers. I heard everything she said even though my mind was a bit jumbled up, but the biggest question right now remained - what did Silas’ family have anything to do with my family? It did not make sense, from the moment I met both Silas and Esra, it was clear that we were from two different worlds. The possibility of there being bad blood between our families seemed far-fetched. I didn’t even know what to ask, what if I asked Esra and my father, and it backfired and caused more problems? The only thing I wanted was to enjoy my pregnancy and relationship with Silas, and now I just learnt that the entire universe was against us. The phone died before I could request an Uber, and my sister did not wait to see whether I’d requested a ride or not, she took a taxi back home while I was forced to take a taxi to town. Taxis to our suburb were quite scarce, and the ones that passed
We barely slept, and no, it had nothing to do with our love-making session. Silas was turning and tossing all night, and even woke up screaming at some point. I tried to soothe him, but it was not working, and he was shaking and sweating profusely, and he was breathing heavily. "He's here, he's here," he mumbled while fighting sleep. I felt so helpless, and I didn't know what to do. Esra did not return home from work last night, she sent a text while we were at the mall, saying she was working a double shift. His mood the following morning did not help, he was sullen and walked around like a zombie. He did not say a single word to me, not even a simple greeting, neither did he touch the breakfast I prepared for him. I kept checking his phone for the time and for any sort of communication from Esra, I don't know what was taking her so long when he shift ended at 6a.m., which was three and a half hours ago. There was no network,
I couldn’t stop staring at his face. The bruises on Silas’ face faded with just a sip of blood as if he had not been injured less than an hour ago. I cleaned up the remaining blood spots on his cheek and plopped on the chair next to his. “I don’t understand, how could I have missed this?” He asked while scrolling through the messages from Mpumi. My blood ran cold whenever the picture of her dead body popped in my head. “Well, considering how you were acting earlier, I doubt we would have found out about this if I didn’t have your phone.” “And Zamani wouldn’t have discovered Cas if it weren’t for you!” Esra barged into the kitchen, her nose flaring as her scorching gaze focused on me. “This is all your fault.” “Zamani would have found his way here with or without Yvonne, it was just a coincidence.” Silas looked up from his phone, tossing it on the table. “Babe, are you certain that she was killed by a vampire?” He asked, his eyes on me. I nodded. “I’m positive.” It all still fe
Gift had vanished into thin air, and his existence left a heavy cloud of apprehension hanging over us. I couldn’t stop replaying everything he said at that apartment building, and what echoed in my head every say for the past few days were the sangoma’s words: ‘I see a man here, he is not of this world. At least not in the case where life and death are concerned. He is bitter, angry, and he is evil. He would do anything to protect his kind, even if it means sacrificing his own children. He does not want his children to have a life because he fears that his coven will be exposed, he is not happy that you are a part of his son’s life.' It felt like her premonitions were coming to life, and all I could do was watch my boyfriend suffer in silence. He had quit his job at the lodge, he seemed to have lost interest in the restaurant, although I believed he was avoiding all these places because of Zamani. His latest hobby was to pretend to be