NONKULULEKO

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NONKULULEKO
#19

Are you still catching up or you are catching flies like me? How many years has it been? You see? you are not paying any attention. I know you'll just say I'm the crazy one.
Anyway, it had been three years since I was admitted to the psych. Three years of screaming, hallucinating, crazing out; you name it.

Which makes that five years, yes, it brings us to the very moment of how I got to be surrounded and attacked by a mob. You haven't been counting, have you?
The next events detail the very moment that led to that scene. Am I proud of it? I can't say for now. I need you to pay attention attentively because I will not be repeating myself like a broken record. You got that?

I made a new friend, her name was Vuyokazi. Like her name, she loved smiling and bringing that long buried happiness within me. She was my light in the darkness. She had been in the psych for a year, her parents sent her away when she started hallucinating and speaking crazy things; and not your normal crazy things. She told me that she used to see dead people from her family and they would talk like it was a normal thing. Freaky I tell you!

But, I honestly think her parents could have found other ways to get her help other than sending her to that hellhole. Maybe it was more of a spiritual problem than a medical one. But then, they were too quick to rule her as being crazy. Just like they did to me, too quick to judge you before they even know your story.

"Nonks, they are coming," She said, rushing to stand next to me. Nonks is a nickname she gave me. I didn't like it at first, but warmed up to it at a later stage. She was talking about the nurses. It was time for medication. I sighed and pulled her down to the floor, we both kneeled and pretended we were drawing.

Me and Vuyokazi were roommates, we got along pretty well and she was sad to hear my story. She vowed to do anything in her power to help me escape that place. I wanted to get out to execute my revenge. I made a promise to gogo that I would come back and I intended to keep my promise. Maybe it was the craziness in me speaking hey.

The door opened and the nurses dressed in white scrubs came inside with syringes in their hands. I hated injections, it always left me numb and unable to move my arm for a while. I don't know what they kept on injecting us with.
"This medicine is to help you Nonkululeko," That was the song Doctor Brow always sang.

"Your arm," She was unlike the other nurses who were nice. She was rough and a no nonsense taker. I brought out my arm and she injected me. They went to Vuyokazi and did the same to her.
"It's bedtime," They switched off the lights and closed the door on their way out.

I switched the lights on again and looked at Vuyokazi
"Today is the day we escape"
"What if we get caught?"
"We won't. It's Friday, and you know most guards bunk work to go to their families. Anyone who stands in our way will be removed"
She looked at me like she was having second thoughts, "I am not too sure about this anymore Nonks"
I shrugged and exhaled, "I guess I will escape on my own, increasing chances of me getting caught. It's okay"
I turned back and heard her touching my shoulder,"okay I will help you. But we need to move fast".

A smile creeped on my face and I turned back to her,"thank you so much".
I engulfed her in a tight hug.
"Now we take back our freedom my friend."
I was excited. Finally I was escaping. The hospital wasn't helping me in any way, they were not interested in helping me; but experimenting with my disorder. Oh did I forget to tell you? I was now diagnosed with ASPD, antisocial personality disorder. You might think it has to do with being anti-social but nope, it's more like a progressive stage to conduct disorder. Look it up, I have taught you enough already.

Everyday it was new tests, new treatments, it only added to my craziness. I can't even count the number of times I have hurt myself. Broken bones, slit wrists, scarred face. I am not the Nonkululeko you met in chapter 1 anymore. I am different, I am something else. Someone else. I am not that scared little girl, who used to be triggered by anything. I am not that teenager who used to be scared of being hurt anymore. Pain no longer scared me. It became my friend. I was used to it. The pity party is not what I wanted anymore, I just wanted to take matters to my own hands. Oh and I couldn't wait to hear their screams and laugh about it. Don't let that surprise you.

Vuyo carefully opened the door with the screwdriver we stole the other day. We tiptoed all the way to the exit. It was a now or never moment.
The exit door was guarded by three guards and there was no way to get past them without being noticed. We were hiding behind the wall.
"What are we going to do?" Vuyo asked with a shaky voice. She was panicking, unnecessarily so. I spent my time observing the guards, I knew when they went for breaks or which side they spent the most watching over.

The clock on the wall indicated that it was half past nine, one of them would go for a bathroom break at this point. Leaving two. The other one would go check if the patients were sleeping. Leaving only one. We could take him. I checked if I still had the shred of glass strapped in my arm. I nudged Vuyo that we should go. We ran behind the walls until we were just about  to reach the exit, but he spotted us. Damn it!

"Hey!! What are you two nutcases doing here!?", he sounded angry. We heard electricity cracking and I just knew it was his taser.  I hated the taser, just imagine bolts of electricity waving inside your body.
We ran outside, only to find other guards. We were surrounded and it seemed almost hopeless. I hated the situation I had put Vuyo in, she didn't want to escape. But I pushed her into it and convinced her to elope with me.

She was scared next to me and I knew I had to do something to get her out of that place. She depended on me and I didn't want to disappoint her.
"Hold my hand V," I tightly held her hand as the guards circled us.
"You can either go back inside willingly, or we will  use force".

"Nonku I am scared", she was crying now. I looked around me and calculated a way out, there was no way out! I felt suffocated.
I remembered the screwdriver under my sleeve shirt and took it out. Without hesitation, I threw it at one of the guards and they all tended to him. I hope it was his eye I took out.  We used that as an opportunity to run to the gate.

The gate was locked. Another dead end!
We saw the guards running to us and I kept on banging the gate, trying to get it open. But the more I struggled, the more they caught up with us. Chances of escaping seemed very slim.

"No one gets out of this mad house", I didn't like the way they grinned saying that. It was no secret that indeed no one got out of that place. You either leave by a body bag or you remain there forever. It was time to show them why I am called the crazy one. I will get my revenge, and no one will stop me.

I marched towards one guard and kicked him on his balls with all my strength, that’s the weakest point in men. He bent down holding his area, loudly groaning in pain. Others tried to grab me but I had mastered the art of fighting and could sense anyone coming behind me. I fought, with all in me. Until I overpowered them. They were all on the ground, crying, bleeding and hurting. It fueled my rage even more. It was time to honor the promise I made to gogo three years ago.

"Asambe, Vuyo," I grabbed her hand and opened the gate. I had snatched the keys from one of the Guards.
We came out to the road and ran as far as our feet could take us, until we were out of sight.

We stopped to catch our breath.
"What now?", she asked, panting.
"Now we go home. It's time to pay my family a visit. I need a phone"
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To be continued
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