Unhinged Love

CHAPTER 65

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MELISIZWE MZIMELA

I am someone who likes handling their own business. I also love dealing with loose ends because they tend to cause problems in the future. I wouldn’t say I am secretive, but somethings are better to deal with in private just to avoid causing unnecessary stress for everyone else.

I am going to Richards Bay just to be there for my girlfriend physically and emotionally. She has been through a lot this past week. She has been an emotional wreck and ever since she opened up to me about her past, I understand her more and she has cried a lot of times. Somehow, being her shoulder to cry on has brought us closer to each other. She has a lot on her plate and I don’t want to trouble her with anything else. That’s why I drove her to a salon in Durban North where I know very well that nobody will bother her or say shit to her. She is not famous but people tend to spew shit just because they saw you on social media.

While she is doing her hair and nails, I drive to my ex-wife’s house. She stays in Sunningdale with the kids. Well, the kids stay with their nanny most of the time because she is always travelling. I have tried to get them to come stay with me but she always acts like a dotting and a present mother when I do that, so I let her be. Right now, I know the kids are at school and I know that I will find her probably alone at the house. But when I get there, I am not surprised to see Zama’s car parked outside. I park next to her car and head in. both of us have keys to each other’s houses because we are coparenting and we want to have easy access in case the other is not there. Somehow that backfired because she was able to come into my house and drug. But I learnt my lesson which is why I will change all the locks when I come back.

I knock at the front door and then enter before anybody says anything. Following the sounds of their voices, I head to the lounge where I find mother and daughter laughing at something and just bonding. In another life, this would be such a beautiful sight, but not now. the mother is a conniving bitch and the daughter somehow inherited a few of her traits.

“Hello ladies.” I greet them and they turn to look at me. Zama smiles a bit and waves. I guess she is still mad at me. Thobisile just gives me a mean look and stares at the TV. “My angel, do you mind giving me and your mom some privacy? There is something very important I need to discuss with her.”

She sighs before standing up and hugging her mom. “I was about to leave. I am running late for class. See you mom.” She stops in front of me. “It was not cool what you did. Making Mbu a sacrificial lamb for your relationship. As if the accident wasn’t enough.” She shakes her head and walks out.

I wait to hear her car drive off before I move to sit down on one of the couches. Zama’s anger is justified but there are a lot of inappropriate things she has said to me since she found out about my relationship with Hlengiwe. I am not going to walk on eggshells around her or follow her around. I never wronged her in anyway. So, I am just waiting for her to come humble herself and apologize to me. If she doesn’t see the error of her ways, good for her.

I look at my ex-wife and shake my head. “Now I know that you are the one who orchestrated the whole thing with Zama’s help for sure. She is my blood, so there are some things I might let her get away with but that doesn’t mean I won’t clip some of her wings. But what made you think you could do what you did and get away with it?”

She scoffs. “I am not afraid of you mina Melisizwe, and what I did was avenge and protect my son. Your actions did not only break his heart and damage him emotionally. But it also left him with physical scars that he will see for the rest of his life and be reminded of the worst betrayal he has ever encountered. And worse from a man who raised him. What you did is no better than abuse. You stabbed my son at the back and thought all will be well. All because of a used-up pussy. Are you foreal, Melisizwe? I thought I married a man who was wise and intelligent but you proved otherwise when you divorced me and now you continuously prove that there is something wrong upstairs. Maybe the intelligence was sexually transmitted and the moment we stopped being active, you went back to factory settings which is being dumb.”

I take a deep breath and look at this woman. Yes, I wrong my son and he got hurt due to my actions. But he is the only person who deserves any sort of remorse and he is the only person I would allow to speak however to me to some extent. But I did nothing to Thobisile to endure her verbal abuse once again. I came here for a reason and I thought she would apologize for her actions but she keeps spreading her poison and I have no choice but to retaliate.

“I am not going to go back and forth with you, Thobisile. When we divorced, I agreed to support you financially for the rest of your life and it was voluntarily. No one forced me to do that. But now I am going to stop doing it. You are going to receive R1 million this month end and that is the last money you will receive from me. The kids will be taken care of in a different account and if you give me hassles, I will take you to court and make sure I become their primary guardian.”

She laughs in a mocking way. “You are never going to do that to me. You signed a contract and you can never get out of that. Even if you marry that bitch of yours, you are going to continue supporting me, whether you like it or not. You are not going to get ride of me that easily, Melisizwe. You are stuck with me for the rest of the life. Deal with it.” She smiles at the end. A lunatic smile that will make most run for the hills. In order to deal with her, you need the patience of a turtle or snail.

“I didn’t want it to come to this but I will take you to where you want to go. You came into my house and drugged me, Thobisile. You left me for dead. I was unconscious for days before my son found me. I had to be rushed to the hospital because of your actions. I have footage to prove that. I can show it to our children and the police. I don’t know if you had intended to kill me, but that’s how it looks on video. You did attempt to murder me with poison. My question would be what would you had done or told the kids if Mbulelo had not come to my house and I was found rotting? Would that have been enough revenge for your precious son?”

She swallows hard but doesn’t say anything. That’s the thing with Thobisile. Most of the time, she is led by emotions and she never thinks about the consequences of her actions. That used to get her into a lot of trouble in the past and I used to clean up after her. But not now. she wronged me this time around and I am coming for her neck. I know she might turn our kids against us, but I have no problem showing them all the proof against her because enough is enough.

“My lawyer will come with the necessary paperwork before the day ends. You will sign those papers and if you are not in a mood, they are clearly going to state that I am official withdrawing my spousal support. That’s understood?”
She clears her throat. “I will tell the kids that you don’t want to support me anymore because of your slut.”

I shake my head. “The name shaming is getting old, especially for someone your age. I have proof, Thobisile. Photographic proof that could land you in jail. You give my lawyer any hassles and you will sleep in a jail cell tomorrow. Your kids will know the type of mother you are. Not only the incident that recently happened, but I will also make them aware of a lot of things that happened at our house. I hope I am clear enough.”

I stand up and just stare at her. I thought all was well between us. Why did she have to go and cause so much problems? I turn around without saying anything and head for the door but before I walk out, I am hit by an object on my back. The impact is not bad, so I don’t fall down. I turn my head to see her standing and fuming like crazy.

“You are not going to do this to me, Melisizwe. Not because of some whore. Not after what she did to my son.” Why is it so draining to deal with this woman? and to think at some point I used to go crazy because of her. Maybe she is right, she transmitted part of her craziness to me sexually.

“Try that again and I will come for you hard until you have nothing left. Don’t try me, Thobisile. Not now.” I leave her screaming at her imaginary friends and walk out. This is definitely not the end of Thobisile Mabanga because we have kids together but I am closing the door on whatever thing that we had outside the kids just like me maintaining her because she never got a chance to build her generational wealth since she was a housewife. But not now. she has to work for her own money and I am done being there for her.