Turning Table

Part 18

***Face it; life's gonna chew you up and spit you out ***

🌹Nompumelelo🌹

I walked inside my house and I was shocked to hear loud music playing, the lights were on and I was meet by a some girl wearing short and a see-through tank top in the kitchen, she was cooking and dancing, strange enough her dancing made me froze, it's not your loxtion style or this hip hop dance that people do, its like bullet or contemporary dance it was just beautiful looking at, her long muscular legs moves intertwined with her body,

" huuuuuh"
She screamed as our eyes came to contact
" what the hack? Don't you know how to knock?"
Me: in my house, I never knock "
I said walking in, looking around the house that looks different than what it looked like before I left here

Her: your house?"
I turned around and looked at her, she is was a pretty lady I must admit, her long braids and dark gold skin made me frown with jealousy

Me: this is my mother's house... "
Her: good to know but I'm ranting it now "
Me: how long is your leas?"
She folded her arms and looked at me,
Her: 12 months "
Me: what?"
Her; I moved in here four months ago which leaves me with..."
Me: wait that can not be 12 months...No! Look here lady, I need to use this house and I'm not about to have a roommate, look legally this house is mine and I would like you out of here at the end of the month "

She busts out and laughed
Her: mmmm you have a joke "
She said walking back to the kitchen, I frowned even more following her, she was busy making stir-fry and nuddles, it was so good on a plate that it looked like Chinese food
Me: look I don't mean to be rude or anything...but "
Her:... But you need this house because what? life gave you ass instead of lemonade... Look sisi we all been there...kicking me out will not take away your problems or make you happy..."
Me: I just need my space ... And don't act as you know me "
Her: I don't know you, but I see right through you, you don't need a space you need a place to stay...and I hold that key "

She took her food and walked past me, God I hate how she makes me run after her, I found her on the couch with her legs folded eating her food, she is ghetto, straight talker if she was light-skinned with big curly hair she would have been Zoe

Me: lalelake sisi I spoke to mom "
She choked laughing
Her: you lying now "
I looked at her with my eyes wide open
Her: if you would have spoken to her you would have known that I paid upfront to rent this house for 12 months with legal documents signed as conformation, legally you in my property and you have no say or what's so ever "

I pressed my mouth together she was not even looking at me, she was chewing and watching T.V, I placed my hands on my mouth and I feel tears building in, I felt so lost and afraid, asking myself How many days must I wake up feeling like I'm a hamster on a wheel? I brush my teeth, take a shower, drink my coffee, reminisce on my past, eat dinner, watch television, go to bed, and rinse and repeat.

My life is going absolutely nowhere, and I Don't know where to get it to go in the first place. I'm at my mother's house, the lowest point in my life, the last place I thought I will return to, yet there is a tenant that feels entitled to this house and God knows if she kicked me out I have nowhere else to go,

The worst part I have no direction on how to pick my life up, it's just a struggle, I can find a job if I start looking but the problem is getting hired, even pointless to even look for one because of my record, I'm too broke to do anything else, draft a C.v, buy iqwinya or pay rent... The worst part I'm afraid
Of the outside world everyone has turned their backs on me, and no one can help me, I'm sitting on this couch and my worst fear is to get thrown out, to die slowly of starvation, or whatever else might kill me out there, all I ever wanted was too powerful, rich and boss, I just want my chance at life but never thought that I will soon drop this law and be this worthless, I don't know what to do... Maybe it will be just best if I kill myself quickly and get it over with?

I did not even notice that I was crying but I felt hands on my thigh and when I looked up I was meet by brown eyes looking at me, she gave me a tissue and I slowly took it with my trembling hands

I was about to excuse my self but another set of footsteps approached the sitting room,
" you took the job " I female voice said, I quickly wiped my tears and looked away
Liya: yes I did "
" why... I told you that declined the offer "
Liya: it's good money you know very well my job doesn't pay that much"
She said walking away I looked up and I was meet by brown skin girl with thick natural hair,
" who is she?"
Liya: God why do you always ask so many questions "

I stood up and taking my broke ass to where? Only God Know
" uyaphi?"
Liya asked looking at me
Me: I have to go "
Her: Ngiyakubona that uyahamba, but uyaphi?"
Girl: who cares? Liya can we please talk about this "
I looked down and I decided to walk but Liya placed food on the kitchen counter,
Her: eat and will figure out these living arrangements"
Me: I really can't... "
Her: do you have a place to go?"
I just looked at her
Girl: ooh Father God can someone please tell me who the fuck is she?"

She screamed and I looked at Liya who looked at me,
Me: I'm Nompumelelo "
The girl clapped once looked at Liya
Liya: it's not what you think LT"
LT: I know that you don't know her and now you making her crash in!"
Me: look I don't want to cause trouble, I have done that in my past to last me a lifetime, so Liya ngiyabonga but I will be fine"
Liya: off cause and will figure that out in the morning
" Liyana are you serious?!"
Liya: not now Lethukuthula please...!!"

Liya raised her hands and the house came quiet, I was shoved in a stool and forced to eat, While LT was pushed to the living room...I know they are talking about me but I can only thank God that I have a roof over my head, I don't know what tomorrow will bring but one thing I know for sure is that today I lost a mother.