WEAKNESS

CHAPTER 5-Past

True to his word Mr Bloom came by around six I'm guessing he was coming from work. I was hoping he did not come, I'm fine alone. "Hi Luthando", he said with a dimpled smile. I willed myself not to be sucked in by his looks so I looked aside and ignored him hoping he will just go away. What he said next really  crushed my heart, "Are you OK? Do you need me to call anyone?, your mom or something?".

When I was  eight my mother died, she and her friends were coming from a party and got into a car accident. Instead of feeling pain and crying, all I felt was anger. If she was such a good mother she wouldn't have died because she would have been home with her child not leaving her alone just to go drinking with her friends. She did not want me anyways, at least that what she would say when she was drunk. No fifteen year old wanted a baby and years later she still did not want me. I was fine though. I learned at an early age to look after myself and her when she was passed out on the floor after a night of celebrating her "youth" she accused me of ruining. Then she died and for the first time ever I met my dad and he was no better, he shoved me to his mom because he was too busy being a rolling stone. His mom, my grandmother, called me a burden. I mostly kept to myself and would find odd jobs to take care of myself and her since the pension money didn't do much and my so called father didn't support me. Then when I was seventeen my grandmother died, that's when I last saw my father. He told me I'm old enough to take care of myself which was ironic because I have being doing that for as long as I remember. I was always envious of the kids I went to school with, they were loved. On my own with my after school job at a restaurant I managed to rent a room in a commune with collage students till I finished school and with great grades I got a full bursary. I was a step towards a bright future and I did it by myself with no mother. Now why the hell would I need her now?

"Penny for your thoughts?", damn he was being persistent and after thoughts of my past I wanted to curl up and sleep a deep sleep to ease the anger and pain. "What's wrong Luthando? Talk to me." I just turned to the other side covered my head with the blanket and prayed he will take the hint and leave, but he just sat there quietly. Moments later I heard a nurse walk in and talk to him. "She can go home tomorrow only if you promise to monitor that she takes a rest". I was so thrilled to know I could leave that I did not mind that he lied that will take care of me.

My happiness was Short lived however when the nurse left and I heard him make a call, "Set up the guest room for tomorrow morning". Wait what! With that I got up from under the covers and glared at him.

"I hope that guest room is not for me!". I snapped at him. "Now Miss Mkhize, you can't sleep in your bosses master bedroom now can you? The guest room will do".
"Very funny but I don't think my boss should be in my hospital room"
"You need someone here"
"Not my boss"
"I don't see anyone else here"
"Maybe that's how I like it!"
"Maybe that's not normal!, look I would love to argue some more but I have to go. See you tomorrow."
"You not taking me, I will be gone before you get here."
"Good luck paying that heavy bill when you leave and that will be the end of your internship."

With that he left. Son of a...