Never Lost

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17

Who do we blame now that her grandmother is dead? Do we still have to continue blaming her for what she did to her granddaughter? Nyasha has now completely lost it, she doesn’t remember her old self nor does she remember her best friend Rutendo. She doesn’t go to school anymore because she doesn’t feel like it. She is always at home with Diablo and Diablo is about to make her his wife. He is happy with how Nyasha turned out to be but the only thing that’s keep bothering him is sometimes she loses control of her powers, resulting in her hurting a lot of people in the process. She refuses to be told what to do by Diablo and does things without thinking clearly.

Diablo is still worried about his sister and doesn’t know how best he can help her. Nyasha is in the bathroom busy talking to herself when Fadzai walks in on her. The two doesn’t see eye to eye and Diablo should start getting worried about the 2 women in his life.

‘Did you knock?’ asked Nyasha with her eyes focused at the mirror.

Fadzai laughs because it’s funny. How can she knock in her brother’s house?

‘What I just asked? Is it funny to you?’ asked the now short tempered Nyasha.

‘B—h, I have no time for your bullshit today. Why didn’t he just buy you your own house? I actually loved the old innocent Nyasha but definitely not you. You don’t even have respect for elders.’

‘Tell me something Fadzai. Whom exactly should I respect? You? I don’t think you deserve my respect because I am in this house for Diablo; he is the only person that I am going to respect. I don’t understand why you can’t find your own place to stay. Oh of cause because you are crazy and your brother just feels pity for you.’

‘Oh no she just didn’t say that, oops that must have hurt you right,’ she starts hearing the voice again, ‘what to do with her Fadzai? She is my niece but surely she does deserve some beatings. You shouldn’t let her get away with everything; I mean its quiet easy for you to kill her in here. Don’t you think so? She just called you crazy Fadzai. Get rid of her.’

Fadzai clenched her fists in an attempt to punch her.

‘Do you think that I am afraid of you Fadzai? You don’t scare me at all.’

Fadzai closed her eyes trying so hard not to listen to the voice but it was getting worse than before. She grabbed Nyasha by her hair and banged her head several times on the bathtub. Nyasha had been screaming all along but Fadzai was ignoring her, it was as if she had been more possessed than before. Diablo heard the screaming sounds and rushed to the bathroom where she found his sister still banging Nyasha’s head on the bathtub and there was blood everywhere.

‘Fadzai!’ he shouted and she stopped, and just looked at her brother with a confused look.

‘I am sorry,’ she said stepping back and sat down on the floor with her hands on her head, ‘I am sorry, she said that I should kill her.’

‘Who Fadzai?’ shouted Diablo.

‘Linda, Linda is always here with me Diablo. She is the one who made me kill Aretha and now Nyasha. I am sorry Diablo,’ with tears in her eyes she asked for an apology from her brother.

Nyasha was down on the floor bleeding profusely. Diablo checked her pulse but it was very weak. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know if he was supposed to drive her to the hospital. On the other hand, Fadzai was busy chanting some words. Diablo called his right hand man and told him to take Fadzai. His sister was losing it and they had to do something with her. Diablo lifted up Nyasha and rushed with her in his room.

‘What happened to her?’ asked one of the elders that took part in resurrecting Fadzai.

She had been called to come over at his room and attend to the injured Nyasha, they couldn’t drive her to the hospital.

‘It’s Fadzai, she has a weak pulse. Are you able to save her?’ asked Diablo sounding so desperate.

‘I doubt if I can help you Diablo.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘The elders aren’t happy with what has been happening lately. Since this girl moved in with us, she has caused nothing but trouble. We all know your sister might have not hurt her intentionally. She must have said something to Fadzai that made her angry. We thought maybe she will be able to control her powers but the elders had decided that she should be killed Diablo.’

Diablo couldn’t believe what he was hearing; if only these elders knew what Fadzai had done to Aretha then they wouldn’t be taking her side right now.

‘After all I have done for this league and you are telling me that you can’t help my future wife.’

‘Diablo, this woman isn’t supposed to be your wife? She is not the right woman for you and we need to get rid of her.’

‘What do you mean?’ he asked feeling very much confuse.

Months ago they had told him that she was the right woman for him and now they are changing their version of the story. This didn’t make sense at all for him, were they trying to play with his mind? If only he had started this league then he could have gone against their decision but he wasn’t able to do that, he had to at least hear what she was about to say since she was the messenger.

‘This was a message from the elders Diablo. She is your downfall and if you still want the others to respect you then you need to sacrifice her.’

‘I can’t do that,’ he denied, ‘please, it is her that my heart beat for.’

‘You don’t have a choice Diablo because no one is willing to help you right now.’

Diablo wasn’t expecting this from the elders and he loved Nyasha, there was no doubt about that but then on the other hand he couldn’t betray nor disrespect the elders.

‘Can I have a few minutes with her?’ he asked.

‘Yes,’ she said and walked out of the room.

…

Thelma wasn’t much of a charter that day, she just felt as if something bad was going to happen. Simba had tried to make her laugh but she wasn’t having any of it. She was just feeling low and last night she had had a bad dream about Nyasha. She just prayed that she was okay but the dream was scary when she saw Nyasha wearing a white wedding dress asking her if she looked pretty in it. Thelma was her maid of honor in the dream and she couldn’t wait to take pictures with her.

‘It’s just a dream Thelma,’ Simba had said to her but she couldn’t ignore the dream.

She spent the day in her room thinking about Nyasha and how much she had failed her and Aretha. She could have at least had managed to take Nyasha along with her when she ran away. Now she wasn’t ready to face Diablo again.

…

Diablo looked at Nyasha one more time and a tear escaped from his eye. The elders had made his sister hurt the woman that he loved. Yes, they were the ones who made Fadzai become a monster, Diablo was becoming too soft because of Nyasha and they were worried about that. He just had to let Nyasha get away with everything even when she had broken the law. Nyasha had suddenly become his weakness and this is not what they expected from him or her. They wanted someone who was going to make him strong but they guessed Nyasha wasn’t the right woman for him and used Fadzai to hurt her. They knew that Diablo would never hurt his sister no matter what happens and decided to use her instead of anyone else in the league. They definitely knew what they were doing because Diablo wasn’t going to hurt his sister after this, he loved Fadzai very much. As much as it hurt him, he had to listen to the elders.

‘I am sorry,’ he kissed the now dying Nyasha on the cheek.

She had hurt her head pretty bad and was still unconscious. She had worn a white gown and was placed on the temple. Diablo got up from where he was kneeling and walked to where the rest of the members stood. He had thought that the elders were going to at least change their decision towards killing her but they were never loose ends in their league.

The woman took all the things that belonged to Nyasha and placed them beside her body. She started chanting some words while going round and circles pouring some water on her. Nyasha started shaking vigorously and blood coming out of her mouth as she had her eyes closed.

‘Nooooo,’ screamed Diablo trying to run to her but one of the elders raised his hand at him and he collapsed on the floor.

They knew such thing would happen, Diablo would try to save Nyasha but now it was too late for him to save her since he had been knocked down on the floor. She stopped shaking and that was the end of her life. The woman nodded her head to the others letting them know that it’s done; Nyasha has now joined her parents. They chanted some words and left the place. When Diablo woke up, he looked up and there was no one. He was the only person in the room with Nyasha’s body on the bed.

‘Nyasha,’ he tried shaking her but she was cold, ‘noooo!’ he screamed loud in pain.

He must have been a devil but the love he had for Nyasha wasn’t at all pretense. It hurt him very much to know that he had failed her. He was hurt to the core. His right hand man lifted him up from the floor.

‘What do we do with her body?’

‘Make it found. I know Thelma will hear the news in the television. I want her to have a proper burial,’ said Diablo trying so hard not to break down again in front of his workers.

‘I am sorry.’

‘Where is my sister?’

‘She is in her room. She is back to her senses and realized what she has done. It’s not her fault Diablo.’

‘I know,’ he weakly said, ‘take good care of her.’

‘Where are you going?’

‘I don’t know Jim. I just need some space,’ he said looking at Nyasha’s body lying on the bed, ‘I just need some space,’ he walked out of the room.