Friday night saw me, Lincoln, Sihle and Malcolm flying down to Cape Town for the wedding. Sihle knew that I wasn’t a big fan of rental cars so he was the one in charge of that. We could have went out for drinks but because we had to be up early the next day for the wedding, we decided to just check in to the hotel and get enough rest before looking our best for Thapelo’s wedding.
I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face. It literally felt like I was the one getting married. Thapelo was one of my best straight friends and I was just so excited for him. Lincoln and I were walking on cloud nine; everything was just working in perfect harmony. I woke Lincoln up so that we could take a shower…together! It took longer than it was supposed to but it set the mood for the day. We then got dressed and headed to Sihle and Malcolm’s hotel room.
They looked so beautiful in their tuxedos, it looked like they were the ones getting married, but they said the same about Lincoln and me. There was so much love in the air that day, almost as if all the people that had broken up miraculously decided to reunite that day. If I were to use one word to describe the mood that morning, I would say “Golden”. When we were all ready, we made our way to Thapelo’s wedding. Sihle was driving with Malcolm whilst Lincoln and I sat at the back.
When we got to the wedding, I bumped into my mother. I hadn’t spoken to her in a very long time. She was there with her fiancé, Thebe’s dad. Now you know why me being with Thebe was such a big deal, turns out we were about to become stepbrothers so we had to end our relationship because our parents unknowingly fell in love. In the beginning, I was angry about the situation but I think both Thebe and I loved our parents enough to give them the liberty of being together and if that wasn’t the case, I’d say we were both scared of them and what they could do to us if we chose to remain together. They did however look good together. I was just happy that after years of being a single, independent woman, my mother had finally found love and if it meant I had to sacrifice myself or something I had for her happiness, I did it with a loving heart. I introduced my mother to Lincoln and she remembered him as my high school sweetheart, the one that got away.
We then waited to be ushered to our respective tables. Each table had six chairs and since Sihle, Lincoln, Malcolm and I occupied four, we knew that there was a couple that would join us at the table. We sat there talking about how awkward it would be if they grouped us with a straight homophobic couple but we were laughing about it. The couple finally came; it was Thebe and his new partner… Gabriel! When I saw Gabriel, I whispered to Lincoln that he was the guy Malcolm had an affair with. Thebe greeted everyone at the table before introducing his partner to me. “I know him, we happen to go to the same salon. Well… Gabriel… I’m sure you know Malcolm?” I asked Gabriel. “What are you doing with this dude?” Malcolm asked Gabriel in reference to Thebe. “Well I could ask you the same!” replied Gabriel. Malcolm then stopped and gave Thebe a good stare. “I know you from somewhere…” Malcolm said to Thebe. Thebe just shied away but it was quite evident that they did indeed know each other. “So you’re the Gabriel that was sleeping with my man?” Sihle asked Gabriel. “Is that what you call him? A man?” Gabriel said as he laughed. “Guys, can we all just sit down and have our drinks? This can be sorted out later”. I pleaded.
Obviously Thapelo is the one that was responsible for this set up. He just made sure that all the gays were sitting at one table, which if you ask me, was a bad idea. The set up was so awkward. You had Sihle who was adamant on marking his territory to get a reaction from Gabriel, Malcolm who kept on studying Thebe, Thebe who kept on trying to show me that he was better off and Lincoln who was striving to keep me entertained just to show Thebe that I’m happier with him. It was stupid and awkward.
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