I went upstairs to wake KG up and tell him what his friends thought about him being in my bed the previous night. He was a little disappointed by their actions but he wasn’t in the mood to react and that’s obviously because of the way he was feeling at the time about his father. I told him to wake up and take a shower so that we could be able to leave and go to his parents’ house. I went back downstairs to make sure that I was heard. Lincoln and Nigel probably thought I was joking but I was tired of their shit, I wanted them out! On my way downstairs I bumped into Kelebogile who begged me not to kick them out. “So now you feel that you’re ready to talk to me, in fact, follow them!” I replied. I was so angry that I actually found myself shaking and seeing their faces just made me feel like picking up something and throwing it at them. I felt so disrespected and belittled.
I drove out immediately to go to the service station. I don’t even know what it was that I went there for but I literally just wanted to see myself out of that house before I did anything that I would regret later on. I couldn’t even think straight. I found myself driving around the area, I had no idea where I was going but I knew that the last place I wanted to see myself was at that house. After a few minutes of pointless driving, I decided to turn back and fetch KG so that we could go to Soweto. Nigel stood in the drive way expecting me to stop my car so that he could talk to me but when he saw that I wasn’t in the mood for his games he quickly jumped out of the way, I was actually going to bump his stupid a#$! I got out of my car and went inside the house; he followed me and started apologizing. I told him how I didn’t want to hear anything that he had to say and that he should just leave before I did something stupid. After the fight with KG, nobody wanted to challenge me because they saw that I can get really mad if I want to. There was so much happening in the house. People were just going up and down and I was just not having it.
As I went up the stairs, Lincoln pulled me. I grabbed him by his shirt and I told him never to pull me like that again. He was shocked by the amount of power I had when I was angry. He then apologized again and I told him to get out of my house! I went into my bedroom and locked the door before I broke down by myself. I realized that what I was feeling wasn’t anger, I was actually hurt. I could handle people talking badly about me but not in that nature. I was in a lot of pain. I took a few deep breathes just to calm myself down.
A few minutes later, KG knocked on my door to let me know that he was ready to leave. I took everything that I needed and went downstairs. Lincoln and Nigel were still there, this time they were trying to get Sihle to talk to me since we were close but he knew that too would be impossible because he was “mad” at me for the most stupid thing in the history of our friendship. “Earl” Sihle called. “What?” I angrily asked. “Can we talk about this?” he requested. “No, why don’t we play Spin The Bottle instead?” I said as I went to my car. I told him to help his friends leave my house because I didn’t want to see them when I returned. KG came and we drove off to his place.
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