Simbongile Princess Ntabeni: The Called (S2)

Chapter Seventy

-Simbongile Princess Ntabeni-

I took a minute to let everything sink in, it was weird how everything just took a sharp turn. Clearly, that was not the end of the meeting they envisioned, both of them. I looked around at the empty room, not minding Kamva who was lost in her own world, and then followed Siyambonga outside. My phone and wallet/cards were still confiscated and I needed to make a quick phone call. I didn't walk for long, I found him by the swings.

Me: Nd'cela undiboleke iphone yakho.

He gave me without asking questions, I walked over to the other side of the backyard and called Qhamani. His phone rang until it went straight to the mailbox. I tried him again, and he answered as I was giving up, my patience was on a very thin thread. That wasn't anything new, but I sometimes I knew how to keep myself in check.

Qhamani: Hello?

Me: Hey...

Qhamani: Hey baby, what is wrong with your phone? I've been calling you.

Me: I don't have a phone right now... andiyazi ke ukuba until when... that's why I called you kulena ka Siya.

Qhamani: Oh-kay slow down, what do you mean you don't have a phone? What happened to your phone?

Me: I am grounded, so ithathiwe ngumntu owayeyithengile. She took the laptop too, and my bank card so ke yah...

He didn't respond.

Me: Okay, that's what I wanted to tell you, I have to go.

Qhamani: I understand my question will sound insensitive, but how are we going to communicate? It's not like your mom doesn't know I'm in a different province.

Me: We will communicate Qhamani, andikayazi nam right now ukuba kanjani but we will find a way. Even if I will have to beg Siya every day.

Qhamani: Can I send you money kwi phone ka Siya ke uzithengele utilili? Please?

Me: No, wait.

Qhamani: Sim...

Me: Please, just wait. I will tell you xandimncamile umama, okwangoku I haven't even begged.

Qhamani: Okay, I love you.

Me: Sure.

I hung up and returned Siya's phone to him and then went to my room.

I unplugged the laptop from the charger, packed it in its bag with the charger, took my bank card from my wallet and walked the short distance to mom's room. She was not there, so I just put everything on the bed where she would see it. I could hear the shower, so I figured she had locked herself in there. I walked out back to my room and lay on my bed just looking at the ceiling. Kamva knocked and walked in. I knew it's her because of her scent, and because Siya wouldn't knock. She walked in, and sat at the corner bean bag, I wanted to say something, because I didn't invite her in, but I just didn't have the energy... and a part of me felt like she could have just needed someone to vent to. So I let it slide... not for long though. We were not friends, that much was very clear.

Kamva: I don't know what your mom sees in him... because he clearly doesn't want to change.

I ignored her...

She was talking to herself, so I just ignored her.

Kamva: I love her and I love how she wears her heart on her sleeve... I know I am difficult to live with, but I love your mom. I have never felt loved like she loves me.

Me: Could have fooled me.

Kamva: I know.... I know. I always blame my dad for my behavior, and maybe he really is to blame but I also have to take responsibility to some extent. I think maybe I don't even know how to be acceptive of love, I am not used to sharing anything Sim, let alone sharing a parent.

I rolled my eyes...

Kamva: Sometimes I wish I didn't move here, life wasn't perfect back in the Eastern Cape, but at least I had this perfect image of my dad despite our rocky relationship. Maybe grandma was right, I came here and ruined a perfect family.

Me: You know, your mother is at fault too. I don't get why nobody's talking about her in this whole situation.

Kamva: Mom would have never ran after dad, she is happily married and she loves Mike. Ngutata lo uleqeke emva ko mama.

Me: And according to you utatakho is not happily married? That's why he would run after your mother?

Kamva: No, that's not what I said.

Me: You just said your mom is happily married and she loves Mike, she would never cheat on him. What does that imply with your dad? Is he not happily married? Does he not love my mom lento it was easy for him to cheat on her?

Kamva: Bro, you misunderstood me, that's not what I meant!

Me: But that's what you said, I heard you loudly Kamva uthe-

Kamva: Why do you always have to blow everything out of prop-

Me: Get the fuck out of my room!

She went dead silent.

Maybe because I wasn't looking at her, I was still lying on my bed, looking at the ceiling and counting the small lights attached to it.

Kamva: What did you just say?

Me: I said, get the fuck out of my room, close the door behind you.

Kamva: You're so fucken rude, unnecessarily so.

Me: Listen to the pot igxeka iketile. Must be nice huh?

Kamva: Uyafana nje notata wena, I don't get what Qhamani sees in you.

Me: Trust me when I say he sees everything he doesn't see in you.

She went dead silent.

Me: You're still here?

Kamva: Will we ever have a peaceful conversation kodwa Sim? Like, I know you don't like me but there's absolutely no reason for this. Yazi earlier on I thought we were on the same team, like, we were okay, we were cool. Or were you just acting for the rents?

Me: I don't have to explain myself to my sweetness, now, please torho... leave me alone.

Kamva: It won't hurt explaining yourself just this once, make me understand. Please?

I sighed, turning around so I would lie on my stomach.

Me: You are one helluva confused human being and it's sad, I don't want to lie. Okay, let's do it like this. I have no problem with you, none whatsoever. To prove that I have never had a problem with you let me tell you something you didn't know... I was the one who pushed your father to reach out to you when you mother was refusing for him to have a relationship with you. Why did I do that? I didn't want you to grow up and think we robbed you of a relationship you could have had with him. I didn't even know you but I knew that you needed your own father just like we had always had ours and ubhuti was such a perfect father-figure to Undi I felt like he was compensating for what he couldn't have with you. When you came here, you became my worst nightmare, and this has nothing to do with uQhamani. In fact talking about that one, I don't care what your intensions are or were with him, you are free to do whatever you want and so is he. Okay, back to the topic in hand... you became my own nightmare ndazisola ukuba bendimpushelani ubhuti... but you know what, I don't care anymore because it was the right thing to do. You now have a relationship with your dad, and that's all that matters. Coming to your question ke... mna ndingumntu omhloniphayo omnye umntu ndikuxelele so when you started being nasty specifically towards me I told myself that you do not exist in my world and you stamped on it when you told me we were not friends and we didn't need to be. I won't lie and say that didn't hurt, it did, because for one, I thought I had found myself a bestie engengo Musa... turned out I thought wrong. Secondly, it just came out of nowhere... I was confused, but I told myself akhongxaki, two could play your game. So yeah... we are still not friends, let's keep it moving. Now please, get out of my room and close the damn door. Please.

I turned on my back again, and closed my eyes listening for her footsteps at least.