Turning Table

Part 28

***Even death has a heart.***

🌹Nompumelelo🌹

I'm woken up by a car door banging outside I jump up to look who is that, a drunk LT walks in
" what are you doing here..."
I look at her as she stumbled with the bottle of Hennessey in her hand
Me: LT did you drive here?"

Her: step out of my way "
She pushed me off her way and stumbled to the bathroom I stood by the doorframe between the lounge and kitchen and waited for her, few minutes later the toilet door swings open, she is really waisted
Her: Mpume right?"
She said coming out of the bathroom,
Her: do you love your father?"
Me: what?"

Her: do you love your father!"
She threw herself on the couch and looked at me
Me: I don't know my father... I know that he married my stepmother and fucked my mother who's also my stepmother's sister on the side and boom I came along "

Her: what?"
She looked at me in shock more like she kind of sobered up a bit,
Her: you have not answers me?"
Me: he died when I was very young I can't love a man I do not know "
Her: damn you such an abomination"
Me: I know that's why I'm such a screw-up! ... I not only inherited good looks from my mother but I became a hoe like her too "

I hate talking about my father, how I was conceived, worst how much of a fucked up person I really am, to be honest, I don't know where this courage came from, I frowned regretting speaking about my personal stuff to her, I took the bottle of alcohol in her hands and downed it,

Her: I wish I was like you"
Me: what? A hoe?"
Her: not hoe of cause, but I wish my father died when I was young "
I looked at her
Me: I think maybe my life would have turned out differently if I knew mine "
Her: you would have not cheated on your husband and abundant your kids if the man that conceived you out of cheating was part of your life?"
She raised an eyebrow looking at me
Me: what...how did you..."
Her: you are a stranger staying with my best friend so bite me for doing a background check on you?"

I pop my eyes open looking at her
Me: so how much do you know?"
Her: a lot let's just say I know that a church girl changed overnight to be a hoe and a thief, !"

Me: just because you did a background check does not mean you know me!"
Her: I know that you are a screw-up, and you blame everyone for your fucked up life... Most probably hate me too for knowing is much about you"

Me: bitch give me the bottle "
I took it from her hands and started drinking,
Me: don't you have a life or family instead of constantly bucking in my ear, is Christmas Eve for goodness sake!"

She heavy sigh and looked away,
Me: I bet your mother is throwing those big Christmas events..."
Her: why would you think of that?"
Me: ain't what you suburbs people live your life?"
She looked at me " you don't know me Mpume and I would prefer if you shut the fuck up about my family "
I bust out and laughed
Me: I may not know you but I know that you swimming in money, your car, that watch you wearing, your phone and perfume scream that I'm a wealthy trust fund baby... "

Her: I'm not sure if I should call you stupid or what? life learson number one is that money does not buy you happiness Mpume "
Me: but the love of family does I know that, but I just don't get why you here on Christmas eve when you should be with your family "
Me: I can't!"
I bust out and laugh more like giving her a kicking laugh
" too much love is suffocating from mommy and daddy right? '
Her: my father just died this afternoon!! So just shut the fuck up!!"

I stopped laughing and felt like kicking myself,
She took the Hennessey bottle and drank from it,
Me: LT I'm so sorry I didn't know "
She bites her lip
Her: my family has all the money in the world but ever since my parents separated when I was a young girl we never ever spend holidays together, this was the first Christmas that we were supposed to spend the holidays together as a family my mom, sister, father and I under one roof trying out this family thing, it's was the perfect moment to feel the family love all over again, but yesterday while we chatting and laughing on the dinner table my father start choking, mom suggested that she takes him to bed but I requested that I wheel him to bed. I rode him up, propped him in bed but could not get him comfortable. In his agita, he looked straight ahead, as if he were staring at death. . . then he said the magic words to me " I'm sorry for everything...and never forget that I love you "

I was in so much shock that, I told him oxygen would help. I put tubes in his nostrils and turned on the machine. I said everything would be fine. His breathing slowed and he fell asleep. Every few minutes I checked on him. The machine purred like a human sigh.

He slept peacefully as a newborn for three hours and awoke cherubic and bright, smiling his I-love-you-unconditionally smile. I sat down looking at him I wanted to say I love you too but words did not find a way to my mouth, this morning he opened his eyes and he laid his hand on my cheek, warm and comforting. This was the same hand that had tucked me in as a baby, taken care of me during childhood asthma attacks, the hands that cradle me, at that point I wish that God could give him time...to be my father again, His palm on my cheek, Daddy spoke to me, struggling to pronounce the words. I wish I could remember what he said. Suffice to say I felt I was receiving his blessing.

I told him that I will be the one preparing Christmas lunch, I ran across the hall as soon as my sister woke up. I wanted to tell him that I will be cooking his favorite meal but,
I saw my mom in dady room crying it finally hit me, I had misheard. Daddy was not dying. Daddy was already dead, he died before I could tell him I'm sorry... I love you too...what kind of a daughter am I Mpume?"

I looked at her
Her: for years I hated this man...the man I called my father even on his dying days I never once showed him an owns of love, My father is dead Mpume...his dead! And he never got the chance to hear me say I forgive you"

She held her face crying while I pulled her to a hug, this was sad not only did I connect to her pain but I also realized that I too have bad blood with my mother, what's going to happen should she pass on now? But what actually got me crying too is the realization of the relationship I have with my kids,

My daughter is a teenager and last time I was with her she told me on my face that she hates me...should my time comes too would die without the love of my children?
Me: Hey it's ok... Look LT, if you feel it in your heart that you love your father then even if you did not say it out loud it does not matter, you not holding any grudges or hatred which means when your father died he was free of all the hate, allow him to rest now by allowing yourself to love him unconditional even beyond his grave"
She smile nodded
Her: thank you "
Me: it's going to be ok"
Her: I hope so... And I'm so sorry Mpume... I didn't mean to just drop this all in your lap, it just that I didn't have anywhere to go, my mom is heartbroken my sister has locked herself in her room, I just needed air!"
Me: it's ok... I'm truly sorry about your loss"
She held her face crying
God knows I suck at being sympathetic I just continued to brush her back,

I took my phone and texted Liya
" LT lost her father please get home soon she needs you"
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