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When it was lunch time, she took her food and went to her spot, finding Tumahole there, she smiled at him and set down.
"hey" she greeted, he looked at her and smiled, then resumed to his books.
she opened her lunch and put it infront of both of them.
"here" his eyes snapped and looked at her.
"lets eat" she said, in a way, Tumahole felt offended that she would do that, is it that obvious that he hasnt eaten, that he doesnt eat at lunch, she felt offended by what she did.
"no thanks"he said and looked at her.
"i know that youn are hungry, dont say no, please, take " feeling even more offended, he stood up, packed his books and left.
how dare she, do i look like a charity case to her, mxm, fucken rich kids - he tought to himself. making his way to the condor that he and his mother stay at.
"hao, ngwanake, gwabe go diragetseng jaanong?" the old woman asked.
"seepe mme" he answered. heading to his bed.
the old woman looked at him and said nothing. his sweet boy has been different latly, ever since they got here, the bubbly sweet boy is nomore.
she thought that his grumpiness was because he was hungry since they slept on empty stomachs last night and day before.
she stole a few tomatos and onions at the school kitchen, something she is not proud of but circumstances forced her to do so, as much and Tumahole is a bright student, even a genius like him can not study on an empty.
she dished up the pap and gravy she made and gave it to her son.
"tsaya ngwanake, tshwarisa" she said, sitting next to him on the bunk bed.
smelling the gravy, his stomach growled. he stood up and took the plate and took a big bite, he hummed immedietly after he swallowed.
"o dinka kae?" he asked.
the old woman smiled and said nothing, taking her own plate she too endulged in the food.
after he was done eating, he went to get the jug and drink water, to fill his tomach untill God knows when.
meanwhile, Maya stood there shocked at what just happened. did she something wrong? all these question with no one to answer her, she lost her appetite and went back inside, she felt like crying all of a sudden, then she remembers that she didnt take her medication, going to her room to take them, everthing comes back like a flood gates, she became even more angry. she took her pills and looked at them,
she felt angry thinking about the past, everything that happened to her leading to this moment, right here, right now. her father is the reason why she is like this, if only he loved her enough, if onl her mother cared enough, hell.
if only Tumahole understood her, she took her pills and threw them out the window and went to drink water, but she didnt cool down like how she thought she would, she was fine yesterday, she didnt take the meds, then why now all of a sudden is she feeling like this, she paces the room tugging her hair, feeling the tears threating to leave. she hated feeling like this.
feeling vulnerable and without control.she felt the urge to throw something, is it luck or misfortune, her laptop was the closest thing, she took it and threw it out the balcony, screaming in agony. tears streaming donw her eyes, she started throwing things out the window.
learners who were nearby stopped to look what was happening, others took videos saying the cry girl has started yet again, the security ran to the direction of her room only to find it locked, they tried knocking but she screamed for them to go away.
they kept banging on the door, making her feel even worse. one of the security guys came with a key and unlocked the door.
they dound her in a corner rocking back and forthb scratching her hair, they picked her and took her to the counselling room.
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