Have you ever been in a fight. There is that adrenalin you have after even if you lost the fight and you breathe in and out heavily like an unfit person having sex. Yes you know, kids do it mostly when they heave in and out to express how they are! I was so pissed off but funny enough, I did not have that. I was very calm and quiet. The drive home was not pleasant. My sister was saying that I was weak I should have beaten her up. Maybe she was right but then again, and then what? She was already in hospital. I however was worried about a lot of things. When did I become this woman who brawls? It’s not pride but does being a baby mama mean I must crude and always ready to defend myself. I did not like the me I had become because I had never liked attracting drama in the first place. I did not want my child to grow up knowing that his mother is a thug because that is exactly what I had become someone I did not recognise and again it was not because of weakness. People assume that when other people try pushing you around its because you are weak but I beg to differ. I could indeed have fought back but that was not me. Being a mother does however make you tough. You cannot make reckless decisions because when you are alone you have to think twice as much for your child. I just wanted to be with Amogelang right now. That’s all I wanted. I felt I was neglecting him lately and allowing all these distractions to stop me from being a good mother. Tidimalo was driving behind us. He had said he was coming with us at the hospital so I was not surprised. He on the other hand was smiling from ear to ass for finally getting his revenge on Mudenda. Men and their egos though! I wonder how Mudenda was feeling at this moment. Maybe it was time to give him back his thesis because I had put him through a lot if truth be told. I will think about properly when I am settled.
When I got home my neck hurt. My mother called and she said she was heading back today. I really had to wash the couch. My sister made it clear that she was not going too touch another woman’s blood. Yah neh, and she is the one heading to nursing school. She was right though, much as I hated Meladi she was my responsibility. One thing I knew though, I had been soft on this girl. She came to my house and caused all these problems yet now she was saying all these things. I wanted to call Mudenda and give him a piece of my mind but I did not. He will get what’s coming to him. She always lies to make to look bad. My phone rang at that moment and it was someone I had not heard from in a while, Zama. She apologized for the silence and said life had been hectic. She also told me that she hadd good news. She was graduating and also getting married in one grand ceremony in Ezakheni in Ladysmith. Wow. Bombshell! Was I that old where my friends were getting married? Time flies. Remember I said Zama had always been the bad girl of my group but here she was now getting married! I was the good one and I was a baby mama! Lol, ah, love has a way of playing jokes on you. I told her that most definitely I was coming. She said she had already spoken to Aurelia about it and she too was driving there. Crap! I had forgotten about Aurelia. What if my bosses wife had stuffed her in a bad somewhere!
As soon as Zama hung up I called Aurelia. She said she had just picked up her car and had had the best day ever! See why I say good girls usually end up last. Here is a girl who had spent a day with the wife of her sugardaddy saying she had had an incredible day whilst I had spent the day in hell with Meladi. Why always me honestly? Why can’t I just be carefree like all these other girls and enjoy life like they do? I was unhappy. I looked at the couch and it really made me want to cry. I had to clean that. She told me that she could be part of an advert campaign that was coming soon and it would pay her a lot. She was so excited. She would be on TV and Radio and magazines! I will be at home cleaning Amo’s diapers! This was life! This is a matter of have and have nots! Who ever said we are all created equal must have been very high on bad weed, sies! I had to sit and beg for jobs and she just had to show up.
Tidimalo started helping first remove the material around the couch cushion then look at the damage. It was bad. He said this cushion had to be replaced and I told him he must have lost his mind. By who? How? My mother loved these couches. Once upon a time only guests were allowed to sit on them. There was a strict rule of no food on the couch so even as adults we respected them. Now for her to find one damaged or missing this would no doubt lead to our murder. I put the cushion cover in the washing machine. Blood is difficult to take out so I hoped that all those million ads we see of OMO, Surf, Aerial with ever smiling women who can wash clothes were true! I know my mom hates doing laundry but have you ever seen how happy those women are? It’s like they leave to wash laundry! I prayed to the soap gods that this would work. My sister was talking to Tidimalo this whole time.
“Why did you cheat on my sister wena? Now look at the filth she is bringing home!”
She said as I was coming. He looked at me in a very awkward way. My sister has no chill!
“Leave him alone Judith Seopa! He has done nothing wrong!”
Thank heavens at that moment Amo cried and she left the room.
“I don’t think your sister likes me much!”
He said as soon as she left the room. No that was not the case. My sister was just mean like that. She likes being inappropriate. I told him to leave her alone but he said no, I needed answers.
“When I dated you I was a child! Doo you remember I used to wear all those candy colored skinnies,”
He paused and laughed,
“I thought I was the coolest thing that was ever born. It’s funny at that age hurting someone else does not mean the same thing as hurting someone at this stage. I wanted every girl and I never realized what a good thing I had. When we eventually broke up and you dished me a bit of my own medicine I…”
We interrupted! Really! There was a knock at the door! I ran to answer it incredibly annoyed by whoever it was who had such audacity to knock at such a time. Imagine if you are a guy this being, just before you put in, into that girl you have wanted for so long then then someone walks in! Yeah. For me it felt like that.
It was two policeman I had never seen before and another man I had certainly met before!
It was Meladi’s father and he was driving an S500. That’s what powerful people do! They show up with things that symbolise power and everyone fears them.
I mention the car to make you realize how powerful he was and how fast the police were running around to please him. South African Police!
“This is her! Arrest her! I am going to drive behind you to make sure that I see you lock her up!”
He said coldly.
“But chief that’s not necessary we know our jobs!”
One of the officers protested!
“I know you do but I spoke to Bheki and he said I must make sure I see you do it?”l
Bheki? Bheki was not in the police anymore that much I knew but I realised that he was just showing off that his friends where very powerful and he could even be lying.
I was terrified!
They cuffed me and I felt the cold hard metal lock in!
“You are under arrest for assault!”
He said to me!
Tidimalo immediately called someone!
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Love all your diaries, great work and keep it up.
I am a 22 year old female. There is this guy “friend” of mine (Lets call him Gift), Gift is 24. We met when I was 19, he helped me carry my stuff when I was moving into res first year, and he was doing his second year. He is a born again Christian
(doesn’t date) and the most sindisiwe guy I know, back then I was just a church goer and sometimes stepped out of line. We were both doing the same course in varsity and he offered to be my mentor as he is very intelligent. He has been there for me ever since. I dated another guy first year and lost my virginity, Gift knew my boyfriend but never approved of me dating. Instead he use to persuade me to go to church with him but ngangimuCrossa. I fell pregnant at the end of second year and had a miscarriage and told Gift about the incident, he didn’t know how to respond so we just brushed it off and we pretend as if it never happened.
Gift is still a virgin, he told me that. I’ve been with 3 guys (not proud). Now the thing is we have been extremely close lately, we chat every night and call each other now and again (pity we are in different cities because of our jobs). I am now single and have learnt from my mistakes and I am a born again Christian now. Gifts’ friend told me that my Gift wants to propose to me.
I think he is an amazing person and any girl who was to get married to him would be the luckiest girl alive. He is funny, caring, respectful, God fearing and the most humble person I know. My worry is that I feel as though it would be wrong of me on so many levels to accept his proposal because he’s still pure and I’m damaged goods. Scary thing is I’m falling in love with him every single day but I just can’t, I feel he deserves way better than me. But ngyasaba, if I say yes, I will have to break his virginity…how does one do that?
And I’d really hate losing him :(.
Do you guys think I do stand a chance n
oGift or I should let him go?
(sorry for the long story