PART 3
Morning's were the hardest. and now waking up was an issue. I felt very irritated by small things, my aunt did her best to avoid me.
It's Saturday morning the street
Are already buzzing, when I looked outside my window people around here are full of life and enjoyed drinking and partying all night. ow well, who am I to judge.I noticed this car that was packed by my house a black GTI tinted Windows, I could not see the driver or whoever is inside . I got off my bed and went to freshen up. Put
on my track pants and an oversized T-shirt. While I was preparing breakfast I heard shouting outside
Voice1: I swear I'm going to kill this child!!"
Women voice: hayi Mani. yini ulaka. This child has suffered enough for the past months I have been with her, she has shown that she learned her lesson!"
Voice 1: how can she sleep with one of the guys I work with. Ushilo ukuthi the father of the baby is manga?"
Voice 2: can you just come down this is not the way to handle things. Act like a parent for once!"The door swagged open my eyes just popped out it was my father he looks like he was on a battlefield his clothes were bloody and looked like a beast. he tried to grab me but I ran to the bathroom and locked myself inside, he banged the door
like a mad dog, I couldn't help but cry my soul out.Him: ulale no langa Zola, vula lomyango so that I will rearrange you as I did to him"
Now it came back to me that he was in a fistfight with Langa futhi I think he was the one beating the poor guy to a pulp. I screamed when I finally realize how much of a monster my father is. I was sick and tired of running and crying it was
time I face the music. I really don't care what going to happen to me. I opened the door our eyes meet...After it felt forever looking at the man that I called my father I felt a hot sting on my Cheek and another blow and another, My aunt was crying in vain and tried stopping my father from beating me, he kept on smacking me till I fell blood coming out from my nose tears pour out of my face but I could not cry out loud I was so angry, I finally started pushing him, he was strong but I kept on pushing till I fell this worm thing running down my legs. I did not feel well after that, the last thing I remember is my aunt telling me not to leave her,
There was so much light that was blinding me, it made me want to close my eye again and everything just became blank after that ......
To be continued
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The Break Trough
RomanceThe Break Trough talks about a group of friends that come from different backgrounds, faced with different challenges, from struggling to belong, faced with rejection, domestic abuse, and being an outcast ...This group of friends find each and form...