I arrived in Sandton City and found Menzi waiting for me by the Nelson Mandela statue. He really looked good. "Hey you" I said as I hugged him. I held his hand and we walked around the mall trying to find a place to dine at. I guess I didn't really take into account the fact that I was no longer in Cape Town because Johannesburg people were really grossed out by the idea of two guys holding hands. We then decided to dine at some restaurant and started catching up. Menzi told me that he was about to complete his degree in marketing and that he was single. I told him that I had just gotten out of a hectic relationship the previous day and he laughed at me. He thought that it was a blessing in disguise that I decided to come back to Joburg when he was at a "mature" point in his life and that he would like for us to try things out again. I broke up with Menzi because he was still confused. It did however sound like had had managed to find himself whilst I was in Cape Town.
I had no control over my feelings. It really seemed as if I had feelings for almost every guy and I didn't understand why it had to be that way. I mean there was Thebe, and then Lincoln, and then KG and now Menzi! With Thebe, I understood that I couldn't get back together with him because of the situation with my mother. Lincoln had a fiancé and they seemed to have been happily in love until I decided to come back to Johannesburg. KG was confused; he was more like the Menzi that I left behind. Besides, I don't even think I was in love with KG; I was really just fond of him. That's all. So that left me with one guy, Menzi, who clearly stated that he, would love for us to try again. "Yeah! Let's do this!" I replied.
He couldn't stop blushing. I don't think he expected that kind of response from me but everyone that knows me well can tell you that Earl is quite the spontaneous type. I live in the moment because I might die tomorrow. That night we went to the cinema to watch some movie about a homosexual guy. I thoroughly enjoyed it, but Menzi didn't. "I feel like film writers exaggerate everything just to make the gay man look bad" he said. He argued that there are homosexuals out there, like himself who are not as bad as they are portrayed to be on circuit. A guy walking behind us overheard Menzi's comment. "That's exactly what happens when you get a man or a woman who knows NOTHING about homosexuality to write you a film. I'm sorry, I also hated it" he said. I just felt like they were supposed to keep an open mind and be aware of the fact that the only people that can change that notion are us.
KG called to tell me that he had put me on the guest list and that I should call him when I'm outside the club. Menzi wanted to join us that night so we stopped at his house where he introduced me to his mother. His mother was aware of him being gay and she also knew that there was once an Earl in Menzi's life. She couldn't stop telling me how I looked like Menzi. Everyone used to say that, even whilst we were still in high school!
Sihle called, I excused myself and went outside to talk to him. He told me that Jake left him. I really wanted to empathize but Sihle had been with Malcolm since he learnt that I was back in Johannesburg, had I been Jake, I would have also left. I did however be the friend that I was meant to be and told him drinks were on me for that night. Gavin on the other hand was serious about pursuing Morithi and Thobile was becoming aware of what he was up to. Gavin didn't seem to care; in fact, he plotted to do things to piss Thobile off! He was rather ambitious if you ask me.
We left Menzi's house and quickly rushed to the commune where I would grab my jacket before heading off to Zambezi.
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