Chapter 27

Marcus's POV

I am at the office working on a new contract but the truth is I can't concentrate. Since I left Zee at Masai Mara all I can think of is her. I want to eat , breath and drink her but she isn't here. We all know whose fault that is. It has been two weeks since we saw each other, enough time for her to realize her mistake and come asking for forgiveness but I haven't seen or heard anything from her .

Is it so hard for her to admit she kissed my brother so that we can move on? I want her to admit it so that I can give us another chance. Being the stubborn person that she is, she has not contacted in any form. No text, no calls or even face time. Absolutely nothing.

I didn't expect that. She should have apologized by now. Seriously how hard is it to admit that you made a mistake and that you won't do it again? I have to let her be and concentrate on my work.

Every time I try to work, all I see is her. The beautiful smile that is always gracing her face, the way her eyebrows wrinkle when she is concentrating or annoyed at something or someone and the way her face lights up when she cums . I miss her badly.

I don't know if I should lower my pride and contact her or even what action I should take. No, she made a mess of things and she has to be the one to fix it. I won't fix this for her she has to do it herself and I certainly won't beg her to tell me the truth. How hard is it to tell the truth? If this is how we are going to be fixing our relationship issues then we are screwed.

I try to read the contract for the millionth time and this time my concentration is broken by a phone call. The caller is Zuri's boyfriend, best friend to Zee. Why the fuck is he calling me? We are not friends or anything like that. Maybe Zee recruited him to be part of her crusade to prove her innocence.

I pick the call as I am curious as to what this call is all about.

" Hey Marcus"

" Hey"

" How have you been"

" I have been great, you?"

" Am good. Am calling about Zee" he hesitates.

" I don't want to hear it"

" I promise you, you will want to hear about this"

" If she sent you to defend her I am going to disconnect this call"

" Hold on. What the hell are you talking about?" He sounds genuinely confused.

" Why are you calling me John?" I ask tired of beating around the bush.

" I am calling to inform you that Zee was involved in an accident. She is admitted at Thika level 5 hospital"

" Wha.."

" Zuri asked me to inform you. We are on our way to the hospital now. I hope you will come and see her despite of whatever is going on between you two. She needs you bro. I have to go. Bye"

He disconnects the call before I can ask if she is okay. Oh my God! Zee what did you do? Where is Thika? My hands and forehead are sweating. A cold shiver raced down my spine. What if she dies?

At this point it doesn't matter to me that she did something was wrong. I just want to make sure that she is okay. I press on the intercom on my desk.

" Adeline, ask Mati to bring the car around now!"

What if I don't get there in time? Will I ever forgive myself for how I treated her? She didn't deserve it? She didn't deserve an asshole like me. I could have handled things better. What the fuck was I thinking leaving her there?

I wore my jacket quickly ,took my keys and phone and raced to the elevator to take me downstairs. Am coming Zee. Baby am coming hold on.

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Zee's Mother POV

I left my phone to charge in the house as I always forget to charge it and went to my shamba ( farm) to do some digging and weeding. We are in the rainy season so you have to be on top of things or the weeds will grow too fast taking the nutrients needed by the crops for themselves.

I only plant food crops in my farm because I don't want the stress of cash crops. Cash crops need a schedule that you have to keep, whether your tired, sick or bored. You will still go to the shamba by force.

Food crops are more chilled out and less likely to rot quickly. It doesn't mean the work is less in any way . Actually the work is more because there will always be something you need to do. From digging, to weeding, watering and even harvesting. And the cycle continues every year.

Am excellent at farming. We learn to farm at a very young age because our ancestors decided that it is a skill that we all need to learn in order to survive. Our parents were a lot harsher on us than we are to our kids.

I remember when we were young ,we would go to the shamba at 4 am, dig for one hour before we went to fetch water and bring it home. That was the water we used to bath and cook before we left for school. Our days started very early unlike the kids we have nowadays.

My kids are the laziest. The wake up at 10 am when schools are closed like the president's kids. They can't even cook breakfast ,so I have to do it and in turn I let them handle lunch and supper . Like I said they are lazy but smart. They know enough to survive an apocalypse. Atleast am relieved that they won't starve.

I tried teaching them something about farming but my oldest flat out refused to learn except for the basics. I remember when I used to force them to plough the land by measuring a 10 by 10 plot for each one of them and when they are done, they were allowed to watch TV. This plan worked only for a few days before the decided they can live without TV.

Kids nowadays don't want to work or even get tired. I have been at the farm for almost two hours and it's time I went back home. I don't like being away from my phone for too long incase of any emergencies. The road back home is a steep hill leading to the house. I always pant when I get to the top. We don't need to go to a gym, this is our free gym created by mother nature.

When I got closer to the house I could hear the ringtone of my phone singing as loud as possible. I am too tired to go pick it up and I almost didn't but I have this dreadful feeling in my bones that I need to know who is calling. To my surprise it is Zuri, Zee's friend. Why would she be calling me unless it's an emergency.

I picked my phone immediately when that thought got stuck in my head.

" Hello mum" ( she usually calls me mum)

" Hello Zuri"

" Zee has been involved in an accident. She was taken to Thika level 5 hospital. I have been trying to reach you for the past one hour"

" Is she okay?"

" I don't know we are on our way there"

" Keep me updated. Let me call her dad. Thank you for informing me"

" Your welcome"

My oldest daughter was involved in an accident. I can't believe it. My motherly instincts are telling me that she will be okay but I can't help but worry. I called my husband to come pick me up and take us to the hospital. We have to see how our daughter is doing.