Uyangijabulisa

chapter eighteen

My mom refuses to see a psychologist.

It's been two weeks since they've come to live here in Hammanskraal, and after a gruesome first week of trying to physically heal from the things my step dad did to her, while attending court at the same time, yes she pressed charges, things are finally cooling down.

I got space for my brother at Lefofa primary school, so he's sorted. As for my mom, she needs a break before she can think of standing on her own two feet, so for now, I've proudly carried the cross of taking care of them both.

It's not a strain like before, thanks to the girlfriend allowance Thabo insists on giving me. Plus, with me now basically living with him, I only had to feed two mouths while mine was kept full by him.

"Mom please, you need professional help to heal through the trauma this man has caused you," I beg. My brother deserves to be mothered by someone who is stable mentally and emotionally. He deserves that after receiving half the woman she is for being a wife to that sicko. I don't know why she won't relent.

"Don't worry about me Rorisang. I don't want us to fight over this, please. I promise you, the only thing I needed was for him to get out of my life. Now that he's locked up for 15 years, I'm going to be able to breathe, trust me on that." I let it go, simply because I don't want to fight either, over anything really.

I leave her in the room and go outside to finish hanging the clothes I decided to wash for her and my brother. I'm off finally, so I'm able to see her during the day and take care of her needs. I really don't want her to strain herself too much.

Once I'm done, I head back inside and take my shower. Today is actually the day of the housewarming. I'm thrilled to go because I've been living in this bubble of my mom and brother and it's been heavy on me emotionally.

There's no theme for the party, so I settle for bell bottom light washed high waisted jeans and a skin tight, almost a skims dupe, bodysuit in the colour cream, which basically snatches my entire waist up. I pair off the outfit with platform caramel sandals that match my Luella bag I bought for myself in the name of starting a collection.

The gift I got for Pabi's party is a dish set of casseroles I got from @home. I got it wrapped at the store in a matte silver/grey colour, which was what they had on offer. Hopefully, she likes them. I've never been to a housewarming party so I don't really know what to get.

"I'm gonna go now neh? I'll see you guys tomorrow," I tell my mom once I'm ready. Thabo has come to pick me up, the perks of being a passenger princess, as Pabi likes to call me.

"Alright, have fun, greet my son-in-law for me," she says and I laugh. Mom loves Thabo, I know it's because he takes care of me and it shows.

"I will. Nana, I'm leaving now neh?" I tell my brother, whose eyes are glued to the screen.

"Bye sesi," he says absentmindedly, not even looking at me. I shake my head with a soft smile on my face before heading out. He's driving the polo again, I've concluded this is his favourite long ago.

"Mothowaka," he says when I get inside the car. The blasting air con immediately cools me down. I sigh in content.

"Hey babes," I say and lean in to give him a kiss. I intend for it to be short, but he catches my bottom lip and deepens it. I feel hot once again.

"O dese mfan'! You're sure this is a housewarming party you're going to?" he asks and I blush. I'll never get used to his compliments. They are basic but the way he says them always has my stomach fluttering.

"Thank you, and yes baby, I'm sure. Or keng? You want to join me?" I ask him. Pabi did say I could bring a plus one, I just didn't think to ask him until now because I didn't think it was his scene.

"I don't mind. Ebile I've been waiting for you to ask," he says and I laugh. This guy and wanting to be near me at all times. I'm sure if I didn't have a job and my family hadn't come here, I would be glued to his side 24/7. I don't even mind. I'm as obsessed with his presence as he is with mine.

We get to Pabi's home with ease. She lives in Kanana and thankfully, her house is on the Main Street. It's not too large but it is bigger than the regular RDP. It looks very nice too, well planned out and executed. There are a few cars parked outside and we find a spot before heading inside together. It's much fuller than I expected, so I'm glad that Thabo agreed to come with me.

"If it isn't the guy who has my girl out here glowing. Welcome to the party, and thank you very much for this big gift," Pabi says in welcome. She's so forward, but I am not mad at it. Neither is Thabo, who laughs and thanks her for the welcome.

"You can come join us the younglings in the back," she says and after greeting everyone we pass, we reach the back where two guys are standing over a braai stand and everyone else is seated on black chairs. Pabi introduces us to her crew, I forget their names immediately after she says them but it doesn't matter because I catch up during the course of the day.

The food is amazing, the conversation is flowing, the vibes are great and the decision to come here feels like the best one ever. Thabo and I leave earlier because he whispered in my ear thirty minutes ago that he's horny and wants to hit it from the back. I've suffered the past few minutes with a soaked panty, ready to have him slide into me.

"Okare ledi phofolo! Look at you!" Pabi says when we say our farewell and Thabo bursts out laughing while I heat up in embarrassment. "But I get it. Thank you guys for coming, and for the gift. I hope this means a start to a new friendship?" she asks. I nod with a smile, yes we're opposite personalities, but this afternoon served as a confirmation that opposites do attract.

We say goodbye to her mom and rush to the car. Inside, Thabo starts the car, blasts the air-con and pulls off quicker than usual. We don't make it halfway before his hand on my thigh moves up until he cups my breast. The sensation that overcomes me is powerful. I instantly regret wearing this bodysuit, had I worn a dress, he would've been able to find his way to my gold easily.

"Unbutton your jeans and bodysuit baby," he tells me when we stop at a red light. My mind is hazy with sex, so I follow his instructions without reservations, going a step further by pulling my panties and jeans down. "Fuck!" he growls when my shaven pussy comes into his sight. Thank goodness for tinted windows. When the light goes green, his hand comes to cup my mound before his fingers slide down my slick folds and enter where I need him the most.

I pant through the build up, knees pushing up against the dashboard as pleasure consumes me.

"Yes, that's a good girl. Open your legs wider for me baby," he says softly, and I oblige him. His fingers plunge deeper and I cry out once his thumb does circular motions on my clit. I'm not even caring right now how he's able to concentrate, my mind focused on the chase to my climax.

The orgasm is powerful, shaking me in my spot as he continues the delicious action of circling my clit through it. I surprise us both when liquid sprays out of me and all over the car. A scream of immense pleasure rocks me until the wave stops.

He is smirking down at me when I finally open my eyes to assess what just happened.

"You're not going to be able to walk tomorrow, wena," he says with a promising chuckle and my thighs clench in anticipation.