So Close And Yet...

22. your little buddy

Akila's Pov...
'Yeah I'll have the Shawarma please and thank you.'–'And I will just have the same. Thanks.'

Cynthia was not wrong, this restaurant had a great number of all African Cuisines from all over Africa.

'I cannot believe you kept this place from me..' I say hitting Fred with the menu...'School and your dad didn't really give us a fair shot of coming here.' true, Dada did would not have allowed me to go anywhere during my last school year...

'Valid point, I don't get why they don't expand this restaurant. It would be huge in Jozi.'

'Yeah, Chris's dad said no to that idea a while back without explanation really.' Fred says just shrugging his shoulders.

This place had the different flags of all the African Countries on the walls with proper colours that scream African. It is a really big restaurant, counted seven booths by the walls and the rest are tables for four and or two people.

'So when are you going to talk about it?' Fred pulls me out of my train of thought. 'hmm?'–'Us? When are we going to talk about us?' he thinks there's an us?

'Fred you do understand that you cheated on me with my sister and you are expecting an "us"? Really?' Fred says nothing, 'So that's it we done? You not even going to fight?' he is funny.

'Fight? Fred don't!'–'What is it because you like your little buddy Chris?'and we done.

I stand up and leave using the cart.

I get to my room and lock the door. Do not cry! It won't change the situation. It's too much I need to let it out. No you do not. A tear falls down my face and I wipe it off, then another one falls I wipe that one away too...I go to the bathroom sink and wash my face. Be strong kid.

I decide to watch a movie. Thankfully these rooms have TVs. My room was a bachelor, the only room I had was a bathroom and I didn't mind it.

Jamila's Pov...
'I should have agreed to go with Fred, when he brought up the weekend getaway it would have been very fun.' Themba makes uncomfortable jokes at times to cope with awkward jokes..I blame Chandler Bing.

'Nope.'–'Sorry.'

Themba fidgets with the fork, 'Themba' he doesn't look up he just continues fidgeting so I put my hand on his...'Eyes up pretty boy.' he finally stares at me for more than three seconds. Progress?

'Why did you want us to do this if you can barely look at me?' he hasn't shaved in weeks, Thabiso said that he hasn't been to his barber in four weeks. I am afraid to see what is under the hat.

'I wanted to ask if I ever had a chance? With you I mean..'–'Eya, I got that part. Where is that coming from?' Thabiso sits up,

'The same way I crumbled when you were around, I mean I was a mess around you because I wanted you so bad there were times I played it cool on the outside then I would beat myself up for saying the wrong thing or staring at you for too long.'–'Themba your point...'

'You were like that everytime Fred was around then more recently your behavior changed from Fred to Frank all while we were together. Then you go on and kiss Fred. So I ask again did I ever stand a chance because it took six months for you to finally look at me the way you looked at Fred..' say something Lerato

'I don't know what to say.' the waiter came and placed our burgers on the table and left. 'Well let's eat and hopefully you'll think better with a full belly.'

Themba and I ate in silence, this burger is really good but I couldn't fully enjoy it because I kept thinking about his question. 'Lerato enjoy your food and stop overthinking my question.' he smiles as takes another bite of his burger. He knows me too well.