The Augury

Part 52

[Sfiso~~POV]

I looked at her and the guy standing in front of me, her eyes said it all, Cebo is not the type to be two face bitch but hay what do I know, I just meet her like yesterday,

" Sfiso...what are you doing here"
That line is only said when you are caught she does not look surprised but more terrified, and her voice was a bit too high pitch which means she guilty,

I tilted my head and looked at her trying to finger out why is this guy in her house with her alone, and why is she agitated, her hands were on the back of her jeans pocket, she kept on moving unsteady, avoiding eye contact, I shifted my gaze from her to this guy he looks familiar, and that smirk on his face was making my fist ich.

"Singakusiza ngani ndoda? " God what is this guy trying to prove by pissing me off, I gave him a mocking laugh,
I looked at Cebo disregarding what he just said
" my car keys please "
Cebo popped her eyes out,  but suddenly looked away as she saw that I ain't smiling, she swallowed and disappear to the kitchen, 

Mr. Ndoda guy next to me started  laughing,
Him: this is interesting..." He then made his way to the couch and set down folding his leg looking at me with his arms spread on the headrest of the couch

Cebo: I was going to bring your car..." She stopped and frowned looked at her guest on the couch, I snatch my car keys from her hand and threw her car keys on the glass coffee table almost cracking it.

I turned and made my way out
" Sfiso. .." She called out but my head was a bit dazed out I had no clue what the fuck is going on, my ego and pride got the best of me, I should stop and listen to her but I can't, not when I'm this angry.

If I were to describe my ego, I would compare it to an irritable, barely containable caged monster on the one hand and an irate, screaming five-year-old on the other. And just like a child that doesn’t get her way, he constantly throwing tantrums.

These tantrums take the form of anger, hurt, fear, defensiveness, exaggeration, frustration, self-preservation, insecurity, self-pity, and tears, all mixed with large quantities of drama.

I felt her hand on my shoulder,
" Sfiso ... it's not what you think "
I looked at her hand, she removed it and folded her arms, I was so mad but I breathe out loud and kept my cool, I jumped inside my car started the engine 

me: " back off," I said to her without even looking at her,  
Her: Sfiso"
she looked at me biting the inside of her cheek,  I turned the wheel,

" FUCK !! "

I screamed inside my head, as I spun my tires and drove off, I kept biting my lip 

" damn it !! "

I banged the  steering wheel, a call came through my phone from the ringtone I knew it was my mother, I was not in the mood to talk to her, not when I'm in this mood, I decided to ignore the call but fuck this car had to connect it to the Bluetooth,  

" Sfiso !" 

me: " Ma" 

her: " khawuleza uzekhanya ngoku!" 

God this woman is always shouting I mean what the fuck did I do now? 

me:" ma, I'm busy " 

him: "I don't care! " 

me: aish ma, I don't have time for this " 

her: "Kwami is hurt, you big-headed idiot" 

me: " what! " 

her " just get here now !! " 

me: " shit " 

I took a U-turn and made my way to my mother's house 
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