Yibanathi

🧡Part 54🧡

Narrated

Velile is very angry that she is even stomping her feet as she is walking up the stairs to her son's room. She tries to open the door and discovers it is locked and she screams his name outside the room of which he hears he then opens the door for her to come in and she gives him her phone to charge while she turns to go downstairs leaving him looking confused.

Mandlakhe on the the hand has woken up and is getting ready to see the chief. He leaves the bedroom heading to the kitchen when he suddenly hears his wife calling him.

"Don't worry about going to the kitchen food is almost ready and I will bring it to you."

She says while running down the staircase to try and meet up with her husband to stop him from going to the kitchen.

"Don't worry though I will eat when I come back I just wanted to grab a fruit on so I can eat it on my way."

He assures her but she pulls him to take a seat on the couch and gives him a kiss which leaves him surprised because normally he is the one who initiates a kiss but either way his wife must have missed him so much if she is doing this. It is not long when his wife comes back with a bowl full of different fruits which just gets Mandlakhe to laugh at her.

Mandlakhe grabs an apple and leaves the house while Velile sighs in relief. Yibanathi in the dusty room is done bathing and she then decides to get dressed in her pair of leggings and her long sleeve t-shirt and she stands infront of the wall mirror that is in the dusty room. Looking at the mirror and seeing a reflection you don't recognise is sad. Yibanathi was staring at the mirror hoping to see herself but the reflection staring back is of a broken hearted girl.

Yibanathi

No home, no family and no friends. A clear definition of being Alone. No support system and worse of all no job which means no income so now why am I still alive?

I am struggling so badly and I have nowhere to go to. If this is what being depressed is then I am a certainly a part of those people that are depressed. Well for me it is self diagnosed.

Ever had those moments that you feel hopeless in and right now it is that moment. I am staring at the mirror and never would I ever believe that I will be like this. If someone last year told me that by this time of the year my life will be like this I would have laughed at them. I can see that my existance in this house will cause problems in the family. I am being hidden from the man of the house so that he can not see me and to me that alone speaks volumes about the family trust and unity.

Velile is trying by all means to keep me here even though she is not supposed too and probably has hidden agenda for keeping me here but she really came through for me from that night until now. I eat her food, sleep inside her house as well as use her water and lights free of charge even though I decided to slave around because of the guilt of watching her provide for me when she is not entitled to do so.

Living in this house is going to destroy a marriage as well as tear a family apart. I don't want to be a cause of that because already they have to live off the edge all thanks to me being here. My presence alone has brought nothing but chaos. Amile and Cebo broke up and I am to blame. Cebo now wants me to give him a chance to date me. How do I go about this whole matter? Cebo is being really unreasonable. How does he expect the two of us to be in a relationship while I am still living in his home so where do I go when I need a break from him if we were to date.

I think it is best to leave this house and not just this house but this whole place and go somewhere else maybe Durban Central if I could afford too I would say Johannesburg but I would love to go somewhere I don't know anyone. A fresh start at life would be great for me because being eMbumbulu and eNanda has been a traumatic experience for me.  I wonder who my father is and why did he abandon me just like that. I just wish that I had a job and a place to stay that way I can go back home for my brother Sandile.

I do not trust that witch after all Sandile and I are not her kids but rather her grandkids. Sandile is not safe in that house if she can do what she did to me imagine what she can do to my brother. I curse our parents for being selfish just look at how messed up my life is. The main thing I need to do is leave this house yes I have no direction that I will turn to but I shall see where I go maybe I can even get a job as a cleaner or basically anything to help me put bread on the table that I worked hard for.

I was given an instruction to go downstairs after I am done. I walk out of the room and walk past Cebo's room and knock even though his door is open. He has his body sprawled on the bed with his head facing the door. It must be nice being him. No stress at all apart from chasing skirts.

"Hey Cebo."

I say to him.

"Hey stranger."

He responds to me while sitting up.

"Your mom said I must tell you to go downstairs."

I tell him.

"Why?"

He says to me like I have all the answers to his question.

"I don't know."

I say while I continuing to walk downstairs typical spoilt children.

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