The next morning I woke up not wanting anything to do with anyone. I actually took it upon myself that day to stay in bed all day and just not interact with anyone as that would just find a way to mess with my day. The doctor had told me to stay at home and REST and that's exactly what I was doing. I didn't have an appetite for food, money or even people.
I felt really bad about my being unable to tell Sihle about the Malcolm situation especially because he was the one who told me about Lincoln and Kelebogile back then. Had it not been for Sihle I would probably still be unhappy with Lincoln whilst he divided himself between Kelebogile and I. At least back then I didn't even know who Kelebogile was but when that changed, I couldn't help but feel bad because I knew what kind of person she was and I knew that she didn't deserve any of the pain Lincoln was causing her.
That day Menzi called to tell me that his mother wanted to see me, but because of the state I woke up in, I told him I'd come some other time. Kelebogile then came up to check up on me. She was a very sweet girl who cared about everyone in the house. When I looked at her, I found the fact that Lincoln was on my tail totally unfathomable but I kept it to myself and found myself engaging in a conversation with Kelebogile about anything BUT Lincoln. When she left, I called my mother and hoped that she would be able to lift up my spirits; all she could tell me was that I had to leave Joburg and return to Cape Town.
She also told me that she got engaged a few days earlier and that I should prepare myself for her wedding too. It seemed like everyone in my life was getting married and it was really starting to get to me. I found myself hopping from one relationship to the next in hopes of finding that ONE guy that I'd marry but that wasn't happening for me. God knows I also wanted to get married to Thebe when I was with him but because that wasn't going to happen, I felt like everyone else was just getting married, almost like God was rubbing it in my face. I got up and took a shower and then I put my pyjamas back on and went back to sleep. I was feeling so tired, I even found it hard to open my eyes.
Menzi came into my room and woke me up. I slowly got up and looked to see if it was him but I was so drowsy that I just looked the opposite direction and passed out again. "Earl!" he shouted. I jumped up and it really was him. I wasn't dreaming…
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