Yibanathi

🧡Part 62🧡

Yibanathi

Junior left to sort out our sleeping arrangements, I think before he came upstairs he forgot he was not alone and it only registered when we were both inside the room that he needed his own space so he left and came back in like 10 minutes and the guy was furious and I was scared to question him.

Where will I find the courage to ask such questions when I don't even know myself anymore.

He opened his suitcase and took out clothes and said he will shower first because he is leaving and I have all the time in the world.

I am glad I introduced myself as Yibanathi who goes by Anathi because that is how I will address myself now. I think it is high time I moved on. I am Anathi Chiliza now! As for Avuyile and the rest of Umbhumbulu, I thank you for the "love" you have shown me.

Junior was now in the shower and I opened my bag and took out a pair of leggings and 2 t-shirts.

Remember the t-shirt that made Cebo go mad that it apparently reminded him of I don't know who...it was that t-shirt as well as a plain grey one. I will choose one when I am done bathing, I need to bathe and feel fresh and just maybe that will help influence me to make better decisions.

I opted to sit on the floor while waiting for Junior to finish and I felt really cool and comfortable on the tile floor.

Junior got out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
I just closed my eyes and looked the other way. He chuckled lightly.

"You can go shower so I can get dressed so long."

He announced and I stood up quite fast and headed to the bathroom where I took a long shower. I made sure to take my time.

*Knock knock on the bathroom door*
Luckily I was drying myself so I heard the knock on the door and I am glad I locked the door.

"I am heading out I will see you in the morning!"

He shouted outside.

"Okay! "

I replied loud enough for him to hear.

There is silence now I guess he is gone. I got out of the bathroom in a white gown I found there. I really don't care who owns it at this point after all I practically ran in here and left my clothes behind and thank the heavens this guy really left because I don't know how I would have felt with him seeing me in only a gown on.

The clothes that I had opted to wear are gone like literally gone. On the bed is a pair of pyjamas laid out.
Male pyjamas set to be exact.
Uhm...excuse me where exactly is my leggings and t-shirt in fact where is my bag?
I looked all around the room and it was gone. It was like my clothes had vanished and I know quite well that I placed them on top of my bag before running away from Junior. The t-shirt that I found in the Ndamase house is the only remaining thing that shows that my clothes were here and that too was on floor near the corner.

I have no choice, it's clear that I have to get dressed in his pyjamas. A black check pants with a black plain vest. He left with my clothes while his suitcase is still here. I was going to thank him for his generosity but right now I am very angry.

Climbing the bed and hoping to sleep is what I wish can happen but I can't help but think about myself.

I can't really rely on people because people will walk out on you when you need them the most. Life has really shown me that.

Is this what my life has become... It's really tough to be out there homeless.

Maybe just maybe if I had listened to my grandmother I wouldn't be out here with a stranger.

I wish I knew what tomorrow holds for me.

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