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• The Falling.   Chapter 20.

  Dedicated to HERSOUL_45"I don't wanna be your ex.We way too good at being friends.Can we still hang out?On the low get wildI don't wanna be your,I don't wanna be your..."Karabo and I sing along to Kiana Ledé with K complaining. Karabo is so much fun to be with and he's already like a brother too me. We talk about everything and anything and I love it when a person is comfortable with talking about anything with me. And anything I mean from music,books, people and sex,it's all humane things and if people aren't comfortable with stuff like this then when do they ever live and get to know how a person minds work?"We gonna have so much fun together Rina! I swear you going to wish you knew me before you knew this buz

• The Falling.   Chapter 19.

  Rina is looking at me with wide eyes right now. Why would she look at me like that. Not so long ago she was laughing at what Bo was saying,perhaps it was the last joke he made about kissing...oh shit I forgot to tell her we kissed last night,she probably just remembered. Liar,you just thought since she didn't remember you wouldn't have to remind her.That's not it. But it is. I just hope she's not too mad at me. As I start thinking of an explanation but she just smiles at me. She doesn't look pissed at all. But knowing Rina she's probably plotting a way to get back at me. I did take advantage of the fact that she was drunk but I did want to kiss her. Have been wanting to kiss her ever since the first time we kissed but never had an opening until yesterday.She said she needed a distraction and I felt as if I gave her it. A pretty good one but according to her words it was 'great' if she decides to fight me over this I think I have

• The Falling.   Chapter 18.

  -| Rina |-I feel warm. Really warm. Too warm actually. And my sheets feel smooth but edged, in fact they have sharp edges, more like pecs. I trace my finger over them trying to figure out if I'm dreaming sleeping on a sex god or if I actually am. Funny but who'd that be. As I'm tracing my hand travels further down, since I'm dreaming might as well enjoy everything. Something holds my hand and I hear a chuckle."Be careful there foxie, we don't want to wake something up,it just fell asleep."Wait a minute. I know that voice. No please tell me he's just in my dream and he wants to bother me, that's all it is. let me continue with my dream. Where was I? Uhh yes, a bit of exploration I was about to take part in, I believ

• The Falling.   Chapter 17

  It's half eight in the night and Karabo just went to bed,I guess his hangover is really high. No pun intended. Right now I'm sitting in my room scrolling through Instagram really bored and not tired yet.Sleep finally calls me to it's land and as I'm about to go I hear the kitchen light being lit, it's probably Karabo who woke up hungry. Nothing new there. I hear a crash of plates and cussing."What the fuck! Why the hell are these plates put right here so close to the door. Mara u khou itan K!" The voice hissed, and I immediately recognise it. What is she doing back here so early.I get out of my bedroom barefoot and shirtless with my sweats on. When I get in her ba

• The Falling.   Chapter 16.

  -|Khalil|-Well yesterday was a drag. Karabo got totally wasted and almost got into a fight, if it hadn't been for me he'd probably be black blue right now. But at the end of the day his my best friend so I got his back just as his mine.He's sleeping in the empty bedroom and snoring the house up. Alcohol has the worst after effects ever on people. But that's how it is. Makes you loose the one night, you forget all your problems then the next it all comes back to bite you in the ass.It's midday now and I'm watching TV. Really bored hoping Rina was here but then again I'm sure she's having the time of her life with her family. I actually do miss her."What you thinking abo

• The Falling.   Chapter 15.

  Day 3Honestly I'm about to lose my mind!!! I've been here for only three days, two nights, fifty-six hours, three thousand three hundred and sixty seconds. But who's counting not me. I can't take it anymore all the criticism and comments about my education or how I dress or how I talk. Why can't they understand that this is my life! Not theirs.Why did mom have to invite the rest of the family over,it wasn't necessary I told her but she most definitely had to disagree with me. She said it's important to have a family gathering whenever the whole family is around. Why couldn't we just talk on the phone instead of see each other!All they do is talk about their neighbours and their children. Trying to compare us to each other. How the hell can you compare a nineteen year old to a thirteen year old! There is literally a six year difference between that! And a