Inhliziyo Yami Yopha: My Heart Bleeds

Chapter 56

NIKIWE

Oh My God!! I have a pounding headache and I feel like throwing up. Where the hell am I!? I look around the room and it looks quite familiar but I can't place it because it has so many different things. It looks like Zano's room but different. The walls of the room are painted in black which is odd.

Then there are flower vases on almost every pedestal in here. This room definitely has a female touch so I probably left with some lady I just met. Honestly, my memory is a bit foggy right now and I can't say I remember the last events of the night. Maybe it would have been better had I went with someone there to reprimand me for every drink I took.

Cindy cancelled on me at the last minute. Not that my plans were any better but that's what happened. She didn't exactly cancel but when I got there, her older brother Themba was there. They only have each other and they spend time with each other whenever they can because he lives far, in Cape Town to be exact.

Both their parents passed on when they were still young so they only had each other's backs. And Themba moved away because of work leaving Cindy all by herself. By then she was old enough to look after herself and provide for herself. They have a great bond and I really admire it.

That's why when I saw him there, I didn't even complain because he only comes here once in a while since he's married and has kids. I was also happy to see him, so happy that I rushed to hug the life out of him. And like a good brother that he is, he squeezed me even tighter which I appreciated. He's always treated me like his little sister and I've always appreciated it.

I didn't want to ruin the moment so I told him I'd come see them tomorrow, which is today, to have lunch with them both. And that's how I ended up going to the club all on my own with no friend. All I remember right now is drinking and partying like there is no tomorrow.

Now here I am in a stranger's bed and I feel so scared. But before the feeling of fear, I feel hunger. Extreme hunger. My stomach growls indicating just how famished I really am. When I'm hungry I can't think straight so whoever's house this is, that person will have to wait until I have eaten for me to deal with them.

I slowly drag my feet off the bed and sit up straight. My entire body feels stiff so I stretch so I can move properly. As I do that, I realize that I'm a male's t-shirt and a pair of boxers. So someone had the audacity to touch my body without my permission. I quickly place my hand on my vagina and it's not painful so I know for sure I sleep with anyone. Unless that person has a wack dick game.

My thoughts are disturbed by my urge to pee which I had been trying to push to the back of my mind. As if that would work for long. I get to the bathroom and release myself and say a quick prayer to God asking that I don't get diarrhoea in another person's house. This is what I hate about alcohol- the aftermath of getting super sloshed.

Luckily God answers my prayers as nothing happens. I then rinse my mouth with the mouthwash placed near the sink and rinse my face with plain water. I take a proper look around the bathroom and I realize that this Zano's exact same bathroom. It can't be a coincidence that things look-alike so much. Now I'm curious as to how I ended up at his place.

Oh and the flowers in the room!? Of course it has to be his girlfriend's doings. I should have known that no stranger would just take me in and put me in comfortable clothing. Now I kind of wish it was a '365 Days' kind of situation so I wouldn't deal with the shame of blacking out.

I let out a sigh and head to the kitchen to get something to eat. I brace myself for a lot comments about being reckless and irresponsible. I really hope I didn't say anything to embarass myself. Oh Baba, ngicela ungenelele (Oh Lord, please intervene.) He still cares I guess because why else would he bring me to his place.