Hetic Day: A Fictional Narrative

I've had a hectic day.

I was about to bath.

So if you don't mind...

Oh, yes.

Alright, I won't keep you.
I'll see him some other time. Bye-ye.

No one will ever take you away from me.

Ever.

- You're back.
- Were you hoping I'd moved?

- How was your day?
- Same as yesterday and the day before.

- Just like it will be tomorrow.
- Do you always have to whine?

I have good reason.

This is what I made today.
Even the people I know didn't want to tip.

- Don't stress. I'll lend you some cash.
- No, thanks. I can take care of myself.

- You brought your own food?
- Be happy...

your groceries will last longer.

Why is that scoundrel following you around?

Can you hurry with my order?

- R96.
- Thank you.

I thought my wallet was in my bag.
I probably left it upstairs.

You shouldn't leave your things lying around.
There are thieves everywhere.

- Can I pay tomorrow?
- It's okay.

Thank you.

What is it with everyone? They treat me like a hurt kid who needs to be coddled all the time.

- They're trying to give you time to heal.
- Heal from what?

Being cheated on by Simphiwe?
I won't let her put my life on hold for that.

She betrayed me, and I've moved on.
What matters now is our future together.

Once the whole mourning thing is over,
I want us to come out.

- You're moving too fast for me.
- Why?

We should make things official - stop sneaking around.

There's no need to rush.
Let's take things one step at a time.

We're meant to be together.
There's no need fighting the inevitable.

I'll prove to you that I've moved on.

What are you doing?

Deleting the video of Simphiwe and her lover.

See? I'm over the past.
I want to focus on my future with you.

Boss...

Don't worry, you'll get back on top again.

Making deals, truck hijacks, running drugs...

Shut up!
I'm trying to think.

I can't find my wallet.
I've looked everywhere for it.

- When last did you see it?
- I don't remember.

I bought a juice at the gym, put it in my bag...

but when we reached Mocha Mamas it was gone.

I pay you to protect her. If Yong can get to her wallet, he can get to her!

He's sending me a message - a warning.

How did he find out
I ratted on him?

You know...

You're overthinking things.

Do you think I'm paranoid?

Whoa!

Cosmo...

Uncle Thembinkosi!

Mrs Phakade, sorry to come in so late.
I found your wallet in the parking lot.

All my money is gone.

All my cards, driver's licence...

Everything is here, but the money...

Probably a kid took it.
He didn't bother with the cards.

Thank you for bringing it back.
I'd pay you a finder's fee, but...

Don't worry, I'll give her.

You are too generous.

- Have a good night, everyone.
- Thank you.

- I should get going.
- You're not going anywhere.

Boss?

I want you to stand guard throughout the night. I'll pay you more.

- I'll tell Lucy I'm not coming home.
- And don't fall asleep.

I don't want anyone near my family.