Simbongile Princess Ntabeni: The Called (S2)

Chapter Seventy-One

-Simbongile Princess Ntabeni-

A WEEK LATER...

Ubhuti no Kamva moved back out of granddad's house, back to "our home", the one he bought with mom. I also got back my devices and bank cards. I was actually glad that they didn't call another family meeting, we were told during dinner that they were moving out, and it was ubhuti that did all the talking. My mother was surprisingly chilled about the whole thing... the following morning I woke up to make oatmeal, and that's when I saw them taking out their luggage. Umama wasn't even around, she had a checkup for her ribcage. While ubhuti packed the last bags in his car, Kamva stood against the fridge and sighed, I frowned, not looking at her. I could feel the heaviness.

Kamva: I guess this is it.

Me: Good morning.

Kamva: Morning Sim...

Me: What's up?

Kamva: I guess this is it... the end result.

Me: Oh, I thought you were apologizing for what you said last week, you know, I have been waiting for that apology.

Kamva: You can't seriously expect me to apologize for what you implied.

Me: "Mom would have never run after dad, she is happily married and she loves Mike. Ngutata lo uleqeke emva ko mama" and that's a quote, that's what came out of your mouth.

Kamva: I didn't imply that dad doesn't love your mother though... that what you implied.

Me: Then it's highly possible that you bunk all your English classes... on top of that when I asked what you meant you said I was blowing what you said out of proportion, how? When I was merely repeating what you said? You said your dad wasn't happily married that's why he was running after your mother who was happily married because she would never do that. Do you at least remember that part?

She went silent, her dad walked back in...

Bhuti: Why are you standing there? We should be leaving.

Kamva: Warm up the car, ndiyeza tata.

Bhuti: Mnkq!

He walked past her and went to the rooms, I closed the pot and turned to look at her folding my arms across my chest.

Kamva: Before I leave, I just wanted to uhm... apologize.

Me: Ah, you actually believe you were wrong?

She rolled her eyes and I smiled at her frustration.

Me: Okay, sorry. You want to apologize, for what?

Kamva: For being unbearable to live with. Until yesterday, I thought you were just being spiteful. I know you have nothing to be spiteful about, like, now I know that but before yesterday bendisoloko ndisithi uyandimonela kuba you're no longer the only girl apha endlini.

Me: You can't be serious.

Kamva: I think I thought you'd be jealous of the divided attention between you and I, when that didn't happen or rather when you didn't show any signs of jealousy I got confused. Mna ndingumntu obathandayo abantu but when I got here I realized that I probably didn't know was still lonely even though I was surrounded by all of you.

I almost rolled my eyes at her... I did mentally roll them though.

Kamva: I realize that I have always been lonely, this had nothing to do with dad being married to usisi and maybe fathering you guys, but I was always a lonely child. To be honest, right now I wish I could kick myself for messing up my chances of being part of a happy family because of my own insecurities, and yes, as you already know, I am still jealous of your relationship with Q.

Me: Like I said, you can have him if uyamfuna.

Kamva: No Sim, andimfuni u Qhamani. I am just jealous of your relationship with him qha.

I frowned, that didn't make sense, but I wasn't about to ask her to elaborate.

Ubhuti then came to say his goodbyes, bahamba. I plated up for everyone who was home but didn't serve because they were all still in their rooms. I took my food and went to sit outside with my phone and earphones on. As I was finishing up ukutya, a Facebook notification went off, but I ignored it. I walked back indoors, washed my bowl as Siya and Undi were taking their food...

Siya: You good?

Me: Yup.

Siya: You sure?

I frowned, and he frowned and walked away. I followed him...

Me: Why wouldn't I be good?

Siya: It's rather an interesting morning, I thought you'd be curled up in bed crying your heart out.

Me: Me crying my heart out? Dude, are you serious? Inoba ngu mama umntu okhalayo apho akhoyo, I mean, she still loves her husband despite everything that's been happening. She must be hurt about the whole thing.

Siya: Wait, you mean you haven't se-

Me: Hold that thought... nanku umntu wam e phone'a.

Siya shook his head and ate his food.

I walked back to the kitchen and stood by the window as I answered Qhamani's call. For some reason, my phone was going off, notifications were going wild.

Me: Baby?

Qhamani: Hey... unjani?

Me: I am obviously doing better than you, what's wrong? You sound upset.

Qhamani: I uhm... I am sorry.

Me: You're sorry?

Qhamani: Yes, I am sorry. I won't make excuses, but I am really sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen, I feel like it was a trap in the first place, but ke I wont make excuses. I should have known and done better. Ndicela undixolele MamKwayi.

I went dead silent, Siya's concerned face popping to the front of my mental eyes.

Me: Okay calm down, what is going on? Okanye ke what have you done?

Qhamani: Oh... you haven't seen anything?

Me: Seen anything about what Qhamani?

He sighed and my heart started beating very fast...

Me: Dude?

Qhamani: We're kind of trending right now on Facebook. I went out last night with my friends, I don't usually go out but ever since the funeral I have been feeling somewhat depressed and so I agreed. A lot of things happened, some I didn't know until I saw the pictures this morning.

Me: Was Buhle there?

Qhamani: Yes.

Me: Is that why I'm getting irritating Facebook notifications right now?

Qhamani: Yes.

Me: Sure.

I hung up, he called again and I rejected his call. I logged in on Facebook and my breathing stopped for a second... it was only that moment I truly understood what Siya was saying, I couldn't unsee it. Qhamani kept calling, and my only option was to temporary block him. I just needed space to breathe. Think.