Turning Table

Part 35

***Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?***

🌹Liyana 🌹

This girl tells me she has no clothes while she wearing a Harry Winston designer dress, red bottom hills, and that hair does not even look natural from the way she has fixed it, I'm tall, skinny two shades of dark compared to her glowing light skin yet she still thinks she is not pretty enough? 

Ok, I know I said I'm disliking my so-called roommate but looking at her all dressed up and polished, I fuckin envy her!
They say never wish to have another person's life because all that glitter is not gold, but come on, The bitch had it all, the looks, the money, a loving man, good Job, and I still say stupidly got her back to the dusty street of ekasi. If it was me married to the Dlamini Gold mine I would have done way better than her,
It's true that God only gives idiots such a life while we loyal people remain his servant,  I work two jobs making scraps worst part my love life is none existence.

I'm pissed not at Mpume, but at my life as a whole, and coming to this high profile funeral, just made me hate my life, even more, my self-confidence has just taken a back seat and I'm dealing with anxiety and a whole of why not me God silent cries.

It's not helping that I got Mpume by my side who is making the most irritating nags with her voice, while all the men in here are busy lusting at her, while I just remain her shadow, fuck I hate her!
Just when I was about to tell her to shut the fuck up,  out of a blue qhamu thushu the last person I thought I will ever see...

In his Slim cut black suit, his more handsome than the last time I saw him, his side smile slowly dissolves as our eyes meet,
Our eyes lock he narrow his eyebrows while I mouth " what the fuck?"

I look at him and I notice that he's surrounded by the finest guys I have ever seen in my life, hold up is that King Mnguni? And Pastor Majozi Jr
" I think I'm going to be sick "
Mpume said and shoved the Tupperware container in my hands and dash off inside the house, now grate I look like a scarecrow with goodies on my hand.

"Liyana "

His voice says next to me, I look at him from head to toe, I'm not sure if I'm angry or hurt or surprised, I mean he's the guy that abandoned me to look after our mother the minute I finish matrix, he sends R500 cheque every month and R1500 once in every Blue Moon while I have to hustle to feed her, clothe her, pay her bills,  I feel a lone tear running down my cheeks

" what's going on here?" a red hair girl said, standing next to him,
she asks, not even looking at me, does she know about me? or My brother has just forgotten that he once had a family,
Me: Mangalisa " I finally open my mouth,
Him: what are you doing here?"
Me: out of everything you could ask me, you rather ask me that? "
Him: I'm... "
Red hair girl: Zichubu I ask you a question? "
The white girl said frustrated, she even pronounced our surname incorrectly busy looking at me up and down.

" hay Liya are you ok?"
tears drop from my eyes as I felt Lethu hands on my back, I just shook my head, looking away I think whatever Mpume had was contagious because I too feel sick now,

We were disturbed by another person walking in this small reunion circle me and my strange brother have created outside the Khumalo residents,

" hi Lethu "

Sbusiso Ngcobo said looking at Lethu, he did not say much but hugged her,
The hug lasted longer than usual, and I notice that there were more of these high-profile people walking towards us, I just stepped back and walked inside the house leaving him behind with his eyes burning my back.

I found Mpume on one of the guest bathrooms fanning herself,
"I can't be here," she said pleading with me,
Me: I don't want to be here too but I'm here for Lethu "
Her: you don't understand..."
Me: just cut it off! God damn it this shit is not about you!! Look I got shit loud of stress as we speak... So bloody put on a smile...a pretty face and let's go face this douchebag that are making more money than us!"