There are things you fight for. Fighting for a married man who is not yours is a tricky thing. Could I be angry that he was cheating on me to be honest? He was another woman’s husband that’s a fact. His wife was in that room right now fighting the same fight I would be fighting right now! I won’t lie though, I was livid! Is this why he had only lasted two rounds? Had I just let a dick that had been in someone else enter me? I could see all the things I had seen at Batho Pele Aids Hospice! I wanted to cry! I was such a fool! I had it in mind to march in there and cause a scene! I am not dramatic by nature. I am more of a girl who reacts to a situation as opposed to creating one! It is one thing to be angry at someone else but it is when you are angry at yourself that you realize how stupid you are in some of the decisions you make. I had it in mind to go tell his wife who I was and what I was doing here! Maybe she needed the truth about what kind of a pig he was. A lesson I was learning quickly was that even when you are a nyatsi there is likelihood that there is another just like you in his life. You are cheap and expendable.
I sent him a message and told him that the earrings were not mine and must have been his other girls. He replied with just one word, “Oh!” I couldn’t help but get even angrier! How could he just say that! I felt totally worthless! In a relationship like this you adapt or die! I realized that because he was hardly mine he owed me no explanation to who else he cheats with. Its fine, I will have my revenge though because I felt stupid! He sent another message soon afterwards in which he wasn’t even apologising but he said goodnight instead and I must be ready by ten tomorrow. All of a sudden he was such a busy person. Where was his wife? Maybe they were together. She would be girl number three in one night. Let see him last two thrusts! I was beside myself!
I figured that Phemulo would know why his aunt was here since they are family. I called him and went to him. He was sitting just outside the bar at reception. He was with James. James immediately apologised for all the mayhem he had caused saying that considering that we had discussed that morning he had thought it was me. I took the apology and didn’t want to dwell on it. He asked me if I had seen Boitshepo but I am sure it was because he was trying to run away for he left immediately after I said no. I asked Phemulo what was going on. He explained that his aunt was supposed to arrive tomorrow because government was having some convention that was starting on Monday. He assumed because Jack was here she had decided to come a day early. Men or rather boys are funny I tell you. I could hear in his voice that he was sympathizing with me as opposed to his aunt whom was married to his uncle! Sad I tell you! I couldn’t trust him fully though because I doubt he was doing it because he had my back! Men as friends are only loyal to you as a girl as long as you are within arm’s length. They will protect and defend you with all their might at that moment. However, after that he is loyal to his boys and whichever girl is there with his boy. I am not stupid. When Thabo was cheating on me with all those girls his boys always covered for him. They would always make me seem like I was insecure. I learnt not to rely on boys at a young age! Girls often tell you that they make better friends with boys! Rubbish! Most of the boys I know are calculative and always seem to want something to gain more than your friendship. Usually they use you as a hub to get to your friends or other girls!
The following morning I was more than a bit sour. At breakfast Jack came in holding hands with his wife. It was beyond amazing. He did not look any of us in the eye. Whilst we were having our breakfast one of the girls behind me was quite panicky. She was saying that she lost her earrings and her mother was going to kill her for that because they were expensive. I looked around to see who the voice belonged to for I am certain I had found the other woman!
It belonged to Boitshepo the girl who had been with James when we got caught coming out of the toilet! Stunned! I had suspected Funeka for some reason not that it made a difference. I think I felt even more betrayed. No wonder why he had walked away without even caring when we left the toilet! Jack is an ass! Imagine I had to sit with him in the same car and pretend that I was fine. I know that Phemulo knew about us but did he also know about Boitshepo.
The trip home was tense. Jack tried small talk but I didn’t care much. I gave him curt short answers so he could not mistake my anger. I could not get over the nerve of that girl. I am certain she had suspected what has happening in that bathroom. I was confused. Had he gone for her after I had refused to sleep with him or he already had her when we came here? What to do now? I could not ask her without making a scene. I could not ask him without looking like a fool.
When I got to the house my mum was there. She was happy to see me but I could tell something had changed between us. She escorted Jack out and when I stayed back she asked if I was not going to say thank you. I made a joke about saying I had already said bye but she insisted we walk him out. It was awkward.
“Are you having an affair no baba ka Siyanda?”
My mother asked!
I just stared back at her stupidly?
Question: What extreme lengths have you gone to, to try and keep a man\girl?
I apologize for the lateness of today’s chapter. It’s been a hectic day. Hope you enjoy.
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