"No! Stop! What did I do to you?" "Chill. Just open your thighs nice and wide. It wont hurt a bit." I wake up and realize it was a dream. My mind keeps going back to that day when that horny psychopath of a teacher, Mr Xuma, was ankle deep in my pussy when I was in grade 5 , waiting for my dad to fetch. Thank goodness he got caught. I sit up and my mind wakes itself up to see that I'm still in the hospital. Urgh. I force myself out of the bed and notice that there's blood on my bed. I panic. I haven't been on my periods in two months is what I think to myself.
So I take a pregnancy test and see two red lines. I cry and then try another just to be sure. This time there's only one line. I run to a nurse, the old racist one and beg her to see what's happening to me. We arrive to the scanning room and they put their disgusting gel that I've always hated onto my stomach, which is now in so much pain.
" Uhm, sorry girl, there's nothing wrong with you. You're just on your periods."
-Silence. I burst into tears. Tears of laughter and I don't even know why. "Girly, listen I wont allow you black asses to waste my time. Go back to your room and find something to do with your useless life." All I do is laugh it off some more. I really can't believe this lady right now. I get out of the scanning room and lock her inside . I'm laughing my way back to my ward and my brother is awake, looking the window in tears.
"Umama just told me that you are not really my sister." Yooh. Wow. Amazing. I've got no words to describe how I feel right now so, I laugh. Tears swell up in my face and I end up crying too. "Mama!!" I quickly wipe my tears and carry on with life. Angii is here and she pulls my leg.
The sun is spitting at me and is turning my skin polish black so I walk back in. I find "my man" sitting on m bed, take pictures of me. He keeps asking for crusty pictures of me but I don't send them. I just don't see the point. " Urgh! Stop Libra I'm not in the mood for you right now." "Lets talk please. What's up boo?" He kisses me. That's all I need. I cry into his Gucci shirt and I hug him for 50 minutes.
After spending time with my man, I seem to have forgotten what Siphelele said to me about what my mother said. But the words still keep coming back even when I talk to Libra ; "You're not my sister." I scream out loud; " no one loves me and I'm tired of that shit. I hate how I've been lied to all my life."
"Haibo ShiShi?" "Don't haibo me. I know for a fact that I m the blacksheep of this damn family. I know that. The things I've had to go through are things n one will understand so I am done fighting for love."
Amazed, everyone in my ward is staring at me as I break down. I haven't really told my story well and its haunting me. Harshly. "Shi, let's take a walk to cool you down. Clearly somethings been bugging you for a while now,"Libra says, holding my hand gently pulling me to the door. I feel like a huge joke right now.
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The Script
Fiksi Remajathis is a poem based on a story that is yet to be published in due time called "The Script" . It is about a 19-year old grl who is repeating matriculant at a former model-C school and is faced with a number of challenges from fake friends, to enemie...
