My Rapist My Lover 17

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A trip home is always tiring ad hell being in a bus for eight hours is no child's play I was tired but I found them home already waiting I noticed that ever since I got a better paying job my aunt loved me more and it must be because she was also getting lot of money from Monde too for Lihle my son although she thought the money was from me. Being illiterate is hard. Monde really loved Lihle like his own I remembered when we were still together whenever he went shopping he would buy clothes for him too come to think of it maybe he was buying clothes for all his kids I just never noticed thinking about this just made it less special. I found Lihle outside playing with my cousin's kids he dropped everything as soon as he saw me and ran to me this I had missed. Aunt came out too and smiled when she saw Lihle and myself. "You are just in time for breakfast" she said smiling and opening her arms for a hug. The warmth. "And I am starving" funny I had eaten on my way. "Come on get in" It had always been the three of us, my aunt was unfortunate enough in having kids so I think that is why she had taken me as her own, Nokwakha who was also my aunt's niece visited every now and then with the kids since my aunt complained about being lonely a lot I had tried to take Lihle so he can stay with me but she plainly refused of which I understood because that would mean her being alone. One thing about Mandeni is that it's like an armpit of the country there is just nothing exciting about it. It is a small town; most people would go to Empangeni or Richards Bay for shopping but since we never really had enough at home i never noticed this. I cherished the days I spent with my son they were just priceless I always felt like my holidays were short lived. The week I spent at home was really amazing I was planning on extending my aunt's house. I believe as a person on needs to fix their home first before impressing the streets, I wanted people to see me as that child who made sure that her aunt lived a comfortable life not as a child who went to Joburg and never came back. "You are lying" I said failing to hide my shocked expression as Sandile was telling me that he was out of the closet. We were having lunch at Tasha's as we had somehow found ourselves at Gateway. Sandile was originally from Durban Kwa Mashu as he had asked me to visit him before going back to Joburg like I said we had became close. "I am telling you well I always knew it but I just never acted on it" no ways! "So the time you were pursuing me?" I questioned trying to register this on my mind. He laughed I never really wanted to be in a relationship with you I guess I went about it the wrong way, why do you think I never pursued you into getting intimate with me" I thought he was a gentleman. "I should be offended by this" I said smiling "I wanted friendship with you but you got it all so wrong" he said "No Sandile you made me think you were in love with me and besides I didn't know you were gay" There was something he was saying but my attention had shifted I saw him with his family he was holding a baby that I suspected was one or two years with two boys who were a bit older than Lihle. We were inside Tasha's and they settled on the chairs outside which gave me a better view of them. The wife was beautiful like beautiful you know if she wasn't it would have made me feel better but no she had to be petite figure yellow person who you wouldn't believe had three kids. You could tell that she was the working type the independent yet spoilt type you know. She was the type that made the world stand at her feet and worship her this made my stomach turn. Sandile snapped his fingers in front of my eyes bringing me back to him. "Did you even hear what I was saying Minz" he said irritated. "Uhm I am sorry" You look sour what did you see?" "Come sit next to me" I said patting a space next to where I was sitting "Now you are being weird" "Come on I want to show you something" he shifted his chair and came sat down next to me. I showed him where Monde and his family stayed I hated that I couldn't find anything wrong or bad to say about them. They were just perfect but that didn't make me love the wife. Isn't it funny how men cheat on us and we forgive them then hate the next other woman. So that is my ex with his family" he gasped. "He has a family?" he asked still in shock "Yep I only found out few weeks back" "Shut the front door" he said with his eyes popped out "So the whole time you were the side chick" I slapped his shoulder. "Don't say it like that it sounds so wrong" I said frowning. "Amadoda izinja yezwa" I looked at him "not me though" "So, he says that he wants me to be his second wife" he gasped "This guy just keeps on getting worse every day I hope you showed him where hell is" I looked away. "Oh no you love him don't you" "I do and I hate it. I should be hating him after what he put me through you know" "Love is like that Minz don't hate yourself for it, it happens to be the best of us but I'm not surprised why he wants to make you his second wife I mean look at skinny maBonez she can't be giving it all to him" I laughed I couldn't believe what he said. "Don't be like that please" "But don't let them ruin our day we are here to have fun and I am taking you shopping after this" I smiled at him. "You would have made a better boyfriend you know" he gave me a stare "Mxm" We spent the day shopping I could see he was trying to cheer me up of which he succeeded and besides I could never say no to being spoilt he was paying after all and yeah he had money loads of it. Imagine if I had fallen for him I would've ended up with a miserable gay guy, love life was really not on my side..
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