The following day I flew back to Johannesburg. I had already arranged with KG for him to fetch me at the airport. We got to the commune. I was just not in the mood for anything or anyone for that matter. All I really wanted was to reconnect with my two best friends Sihle and Gavin. As much as they were my best friends, they were also my business partners. They formed part of my gay clique. When I was in Cape Town, they flew down once every two months to see me. They had no idea I was back in Johannesburg because I had not really gotten the time to settle back in. So I called them both and asked that we meet up. In the meantime, Thebe and my mother were still unaware about my permanent move back to Johannesburg because I just didn't have the strength to tell them.
I remember not feeling the whole communal setting anymore. I was actually very eager to move into my own place. I felt like my being there just meant that more drama will come my way and I really wasn't in the spirits to handle that. However, that was just a thought at the time. I went downstairs to watch TV; no one was there at the time. KG dropped me off and left immediately after that. The best thing I could do was to just sit and wait for Sihle and Gavin to clear their day so we could go shopping.
In Johannesburg, Sihle stayed with his partner Jake. Life for them was good and they seemed to know exactly where they were headed with their relationship. Gavin and I were the only two that needed to find greener pastures in life. Gavin was single but not celibate. He fooled around with a lot of people simply because he didn't believe in this whole love thing anymore and that's because some fool broke his heart.
That day, the three of us met up in Sandton and Sihle couldn't wait to tell me about the hard time he was having with Jake. Sihle and I were so intertwined that we almost had the same kind of day. When I would have trouble on my side, he would too, almost as if we were cloned. Gavin on the other hand had a lot to complain about. He literally sat us down to tell us how X didn't return his call the previous night. To us it seemed like a very senseless thing to cry about, but he on the other hand wasn't taking kindly to it. He felt like he was the one that was supposed to ignore X's calls and not the other way around. Whenever Gavin would start with his complaints, Sihle and I would just look at each other and find solace in our drinks because we knew we would be quiet for a very long time. Gavin was very blonde but he knew how to bite back, I guess that's why we remained friends for a long time.
We commenced with our shopping and we knew that whenever we were together, eyes would be on us the whole time. In high school, our peers likened us to Destiny's Child. Since I was the ringleader, it was only fair that I took the Beyoncé title. We were a hot trio and we had great chemistry. When the three of us were together, you had to know that there would be noise and loud laughs all the way. Girls wanted to be our friends whilst boys had a hard time trying to figure us out.
By the time we left the mall, we had three trolleys full of stuff; mine obviously filled with appliances more than anything because I was trying to make life easier for everyone at the commune.
We then decided to stop at Bryanston for lunch before heading back to our respective homes. Sihle then decided to drop a bomb on us. As much as I would have liked to believe they were bored without me whilst I was in Cape Town, that wasn't the case. Sihle told us Malcolm was asking him out. I won't lie; I was very shocked because I thought that whatever fling they had ended in high school. Instead of Sihle and Gavin going home that day, they decided to return to the commune with me. My return to Johannesburg started becoming more interesting at that point…
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