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Muamba POV

When I had analysed the different possible ways in which my confession would have gone, I had come up with a thousand possibilities. The worst ones were Kapinga slapping me and cursing me out loud enough to cause a scene and the best one was her saying she liked me too. The one of her saying she liked me too was rather impossible considering this gril was unfased by me. She treated me like I was just another regular guy. I mean even if my title was to be removed, I was still a handsome guy. Most woman would still swoon when I walked by.

But through all my analysisng, none of the scenarios predicted this outcome and so I was at a loss of how to proceed. So I spent the rest of the day locked up again in my room. This was the last day I was going to see Kapinga and this could not be how our story turned out. I needed to fix it. I just didn't know how to do that exactly.

The most annoying thing was that I was now to spend a month in Serba living like my subjects do. That was a month too long away from Kapinga. A month where she was just open for any man to take. It was too much time. By the time I would get back again she would most likely be taken by another man. Just the thought of her with another man angered me. She was mine. She just didn't know it yet.

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Knock knock knock

"Son, I know you in here so open up. We need to talk," my dad said from the outside my door. I honestly wasn't in the mood to speak to anyone. Can't people understand that when you lock yourself in your room you want to be left alone! I was angry with my dad as well. He was the reason why Kapinga had gotten the opportunity to leave in the first place. If Aunt Martha had asked me I would not have let her leave. But I knew better that to not open for my dad. So, I opened up the door for him.

My father smiled at me. I didn't realise that I was still standing the doorway until he coughed. I then moved aside to let him through when I saw the other person I hated right now. He had everything I wanted. Well, he had Kapinga. And for that fact I hated him. I know it was wrong of me to hate him but I did. I could help feeling jelous. I was never jelous of Micheal until her. It was new to me. So I just stayed away from him until I could figure things out. After all he did ask me first before he went for her. If only I had admitted things then.

"Hi brother," Michael said. I had been avoiding Michael since the weekend at his parents place. Michael could always read me like a book and I did not need that happening right now. This was one thing, I wanted to keep to myself. Besides he was simply going to keep annoying me about me having a crush. I just couldn't have that happening to me.

"You have been avoiding me," He said as he went and sat on my chair. The ordasity of this guy! My dad was still standing and this piece of rubbish sat in my chair. Could he be more frustrating?

I was about to give him a piece of my mind when my father placed his hand on my shoulder. My dad also knew when I was ticked. When I was a kid he liked pushing me to the limits, only to beat the shit out of me futher. My dad and I have a lot of bad blood. But I am grown now. So, I tolerate him. Wait a second, this shoulder he was touching is the exact same shoulder Kapinga had just touched hours before.

"Son, Michael and I had been talking and I know you said you want to do your month in Serba." My dad started speaking. "What?" was the only words the came out of my mouth. I was confused.

"Will you stop overthinking and just listen for once." Michael said with a smile. I hated how he keeps having the upper hand. Whenever Michael smiled like that, he usually knew something I didn't. "Son Michael and I spoke and we think you should rather go to Evet" Dad spoke up again. In my moment of anger I was about to give both of them a piece of my mind until my brain registered what my dad said.

So I turned around to face my dad. I placed both my hands on either of my dad's shoulder and gave him my biggest smile.

"Well dad, then I better start researching then."

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QOC: Any tips on my writing so far? I would appreciate any input as I want to grow as an author

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