No Love

01 - Housemate

'Thirty minutes. Just, thirty minutes then I'll be done,' I think as I stare at my wrist watch. Economics always seems to be a drag and I have no idea why. At least, not today. I love it but it's Friday and I'd rather be somewhere else than listen to Professor go on and on and on about demand and supply elasticity. So, I busy myself with counting the minutes. The class will end at 4pm after which I'll drive to my flat and immediately shower. I left two beers in the fridge which I'll indulge on while getting ready. I've signed a permanent contract with the 'beke le beke' movement so, I can't disappoint. The beers are leftovers from Wednesday. I had to take a break yesterday because books still come first. I can't be forgetting why I'm in university. I'm doing my third year and,, just one more then, I'll graduate as an educator. He dismisses the class ten minutes early which is music to my ears.

"Tshego!"

I must be walking fast so I halt my steps and turn to the girl calling me.

"Do I know you?"

I see the hurt flash on her face then she quickly pushes up the glasses which were lying on her low nasal bridge.

"I... it's me."

I scoff.

"Who are you, Beyoncé? I'd recognize her from miles back. You're wasting my time."

She steps back. Tears are now teasing the brim of her eyes. She's cute with her dreads tied up and petite - just how I like them. She's wearing a sequin mini dress that's black and in contrast with her light skin. Sexually, she's appealing.

"Tessa. I waited for your call."

The name sounds familiar, I must admit but that's as far as it goes. I don't have time to be scratching my mind trying to remember who she is. I huff then turn but, she's on my tail. When I unlock then open my car and get in, she's on the passenger sit. I snicker.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

She folds her arms above her chest.

"You. You are what's wrong with me!"

I chuckle. Man, I've heard that song way too many times in my life. I start my car. All I'm thinking of are those two beers in my fridge. I can even taste them.

I park in my space now having arrived at the complex I'm renting. I stay off-campus.

"What do you want?"

She seems crazy so, I'd rather finish this here.

"Answers," she says.

The confidence she had seems to have dissipated. I'm not about to have her follow me to my flat. I still don't remember who she is but then, I decide to busy myself with her.

"You're going to have to be more specific Lisa"

"My name is Tessa"

I roll my eyes.

"You'll have to get your skinny ass out of my car if you're not going to say anything. What the fu*k do you want?!"

"I just... I need you. You can't just make love to me like that then leave me! You don't remember my name aa if you've never moaned it in pleasure!"

I laugh.

"Really? Do I look like I remember every hookup? I'm not your parents so, don't you dare think you're special to me. I'll call you when I need my dick to get wet but for now, get out of my car."

She pouts, I deadpan her. With shaky hands, she gets out. Good.

The first thing I do when I finally get in the flat is take a beer from the fridge. Being the stingy guy that I am, I got a housemate to cover the excess my bursary doesn't. My flat is large enough to share and though I wouldn't want anyone in my space, I also don't want to have to pay it myself with my allowance. My parents know nothing about this and it's best that way. My dad is the observant one while mom is still licking her wounds from their divorce. I was just sixteen when it happened then a year later, he left and we stayed with her. She's a good mother or was until dad happened. I never get involved in their business because I wasn't there when they got married and had me and my brother.