I hated myself so much for landing Lincoln in hospital especially in the state that he was in. I was so tired but every time I tried to close my eyes so that I could fall asleep, I just kept seeing Lincoln covered in blood and I would just cry. I think it was only then that I decided to absorb everything that had just happened.
My mother kept on calling me to check if everything was fine with Lincoln. I barely answered her calls. For some reason I was angry at her too because if it wasn’t for her, I’d probably still be with Thebe in Cape Town and Lincoln wouldn’t have been attacked.
I sat in that hotel room dwelling on the plans that Lincoln and I had made. We had planned to move in together and start another business but that wasn’t going to happen because Lincoln definitely wasn’t going to come back to me once he made a recovery, all that was left was for me was to make peace with that. It was at around 10pm when I heard a knock on my door. I thought it was room service or Sihle so I ignored it. The person knocking on my door was just not getting the message so I went to the door to go tell them that I just wanted to be alone. When I opened, it was KG! Before I could even ask him what he was doing in Cape Town, he dropped his bag and hugged me. Everything from that point on started to feel warm. I felt safe. I knew that I wasn’t alone and I was at peace. I shed a few tears and held on tightly to KG. He came at the most perfect time.
KG was supposed to be at home mourning the loss of his father but he took the first plane out when he heard that Lincoln was in a bad state. “I’m really sorry Earl, I truly am. Sihle told me everything; I went to see Lincoln before I came here. How are you holding up?” asked KG. “I don’t know… I really don’t know” I said in reply. He then started reiterating the fact that he loved me. “Why KG? Why? Do you want to die? Do you want to be beaten up because your ‘love’ me? Lincoln is in hospital right now because he LOVED me. Do you want the same thing to happen to you?” I sadly asked. He looked at me and hugged me before trying to kiss me. I stepped back. “I’m not trying to take advantage of you, I just can’t control the way I feel right now” he said. I just stood there looking at him, silently. “Thank you… for being here” I said as I went back to the bedroom.
The next day, which was a Sunday we all prepared ourselves to head back to Johannesburg. Lincoln was going to be flown into Johannesburg on the very same night. As soon as we arrived in Johannesburg, KG asked that I drop him off at his mother’s place, which I did. His mother was so happy to see me and having heard everything that happened, she reassured me that she would never judge me or anyone else who feels the need to be in love with someone of the same sex. I then looked at KG and he smiled… and then it hit me, KG had told his mother about his sexual orientation. I felt an instant relief, an overwhelming feeling where everything in that house just became lighter. “You two just need to be there for one another, things happen, but whatever it is, never let it get the best of your friendship” KG’s mother added. I was happy… I really was. KG then decided that he was going to leave with me and make his return to the Gigolo’s Castle as well.
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