***The sleeping fox catches no poultry***
🌹Mpume 🌹
It's the day of the funeral and I'm forced to attend, I made scones and biscuits for Liya to take to the Khumalo family as a good gesture, I slaved in the kitchen baking the whole night but she just said
" you bake them, you take them "
As much as I may have apologized for talking to her in a bad manner yesterday, she is very much still angry at me.
Me: I don't have any clothes to wear"
Her: how is that my business?"
I sigh and ruffled up my old clothes, one designer black dress and hills,
I have sold all of my wigs and. rocking my natural hair felt like a nightmare, I'm too plain with a touch of scrap makeup I got on.
I walked out with a huge frown on my face, Liya did not even look at me
Her: I requested, our car is coming "
I just nodded and continued to fix the most unfixable outfit I have ever worn.
The car finally comes and the drive to the Khumalo house was quiet, the minute the driver took a turn to
Glenashley the most expensive suburban area in Durban my heart stopped.
I can't be here I can't be seen in this place worst looking like this...
"Let's go"
Me: Liya, I can't...."
Her: ooh sure, feel free to pay the driver for another trip back to ....what is the word....uh the slumps!"
She said walking towards the Most beautiful house I have ever seen,
" wenzanjani Sisi uyakhokha or?" The Uber driver said,
I swallowed, breath out loud, and stepped outside the car, it's me and the Tupperware container in my hand as I followed Liyana when I finally catch up with her stopped her
Her: what?"
"I hate that you find pleasure in bossing me around look I may have nothing right now, but stop using that as a tool to be the boss of me.."
Her: me boss you around?, last time I checked I'm not the one that doesn't pay rent, eat free food and yet bite... spit on the hand that feeds her "
Her: ooh for the fuck sake how many times do I have to say sorry to you!!"
Her: I don't need your sorry I need you to take the job offer and get off my hair Mpume, I'm sick and tired of babysitting your grown ungrateful ass!!"
Me: I am not working at a strip club!!!..."
I said with a frown this girl does not recognize me yet allow see my value,
Her: do you have another option... Better yet a choice?"
She said folding her arms looking at me, I looked down not sure what to say back
"Look Mpume Since childhood, our parents and teachers start motivating us by saying,
“Just study hard for 10 years and life will be easy”.
Then after 10 years we go to college and hear the same thing, study hard for few more years, you will get a good job and then life will be easier.
After you finish your degree, you are ready to reap the rewards of the hard work you did in college. Then you start applying for jobs but the real struggle begins when you can't find it due to you not having enough Experience, that is the real world Mpume! that the world that most of us graduates deal with every day,
You keep applying for jobs but are stuck in this frustrating vicious cycle
Of not getting what you want, but anything will do now!! To build up to get where you want to go...I hate that I have to work two jobs worst part work in a bar, but I do what I have to do!...
for your information I was not bagging or asking you I was telling you to take that job or get the fuck out of my house! ...."
I continued to look down
Her: bloody Take charge of your own life. Take the initiative to see what needs to be done, determine your priorities, and let people know that you will take care of your own, then do it. It's called responsibility and accountability. . . bloody grow the fuck up and stop leaving in the world of handouts! "
She looked at me and I opened my mouth to say something but she stopped me with her hand
Her: what the fuck? ....oh my God "
I turned and looked behind me where Liya's eyes were fixed at and I saw my past flashing before my eyes,
Me: ooh Shit! "
I saw Mvelo, Menzi, Nkonzo, Austin, Sbu, Thami and some other two fine-looking guys approaching us, behind them was the wife's and girlfriends I presume, Sbahle, Sindy, Siswati and some other gorgeous women looking like international models, I wanted to dig a hole there and there to shove my self in. Ooh no, this is not happening to me not when I look like shit!
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