Insert 128 I looked down, I felt so embarassed that I wouldve crawled under the smallest of all rocks. I was so ashamed of what I had become. Ayabonga, being the kind of guy that he was, turned his back on me and headed for his room. Me: Im sorry. He stopped, turned and looked at me. I couldnt even look at his eyes for one second. Aya: Goodnight. Me: Night. He opened his bedroom door and went in. I stood there for a while thinking about how stupid I was, running away from my own home just to go around sleeping in other peoples houses. This only came to mind because I was not angry anymore. Now that all the anger was gone, I realised how unreasonable and selfish I was. I wasnt thinking clearly, I didnt look at the bright side cause theres always a bright side. Now that my head was clear, the question that echoed in my head was How was running away from home going to make anything right? and the answer was, Nothing was going to be right, it was just going to make things worse. I just had to thank God for protecting me when I was bieng careless and landing me in the hands of good people. I carried my suitcase inside the room and carefully closed the door. Sleeping in someones bed and sheets on my own was not what I had in mind when I was running from home. I took off my shoes and rested on the bed, on top of the blankets with my clothes on. I did a lot of thinking, crying and regreting. I tossed and turned with all the negetive stuff running through my head. Eventually, I dozed off. I was woken the following morning by Aya shaking me. I rubbed my eyes and looked at him. He was all dressed up in full uniform and was carrying Silakhe. Aya: Hey, siyahamba thina. Me: No Silakhe? Aya: Ill drop him off at the day care. UMama umkile ke and uKhanya andimazi uba uphi. Me: I thi- Aya: Amila, goduka sisi. Your family must be worried sick. I kept quiet for a few seconds, the night was enough time for me to think about going home and I had made my decision. Me: Okay, ndiyahamba. I got up and wore my shoes. I carried my suitcase and we walked out. Me: Enkosi vha, for yonke lento. Aya: No hustle. I smiled, took out my phone and dialled dads number while Aya and Silakhe went to the kitchen. It rang for a while and he picked up just as I was about to give up. Tata: Amila. I cleared my throat. Me: Andiyazi what got into me. Tata: Amila, mna as the fool that I am, ndiliqhaqhile icango lakho. Only to find out awukho and umke neempahla. Mntanam akhongxaki xa ubona ngathi uready izihlalela, hlala kulondawo ukuyo. Ndidiniwe kube ndiququzelana nawe. Those words cut through my heart like a new sword. I never thought dad would ever say something like that. What was I thinking? But then, I was angry. Me: Bendicela uxolo Tata. Tata: Oh, uhlale kamnandi ke Milla-Milla yam. Me: Ndiyebuya- He hung up on me. My world came crashing down, my eyes wouldnt let the tears win that time around. I stood there completely frozen. Aya: Amila!! He yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked rapidly then looked at him. Aya: Siyaphuma thina, Ill give you a lift. Me: Okay thanks. We went to the garage and Aya locked the door. He put my suitcase in the boot of his mothers car, settled Silakhe safely on his travelling chair and we both stepped in. We drove out of the yard in silence and off we went to my house. My kneecaps were shaking that I didnt feel like stepping off cause I thought my legs were going to fail me. Aya: Amila, ihla uzosenza late. I opened my door, stepped off and went to the boot. I took out my suitcase and closed the boot again. Aya drove off, leaving me and my feet glued on the pavement just outside the gate. I slowly moved to the gate, pushed it open and went inside. Then the garage door slid open, Daddys car was driving out with Atho sitting by dads side. I looked at Dad, he didnt even bother to look at me. Atho stepped off, I was sure that she was coming to her big sister for a hug only to find out she was only going to open the gate. Atho: Bhekela Mimi, imoto ayiphuzi iyatshayisa. I moved a bit to the side, to make way for the car. She opened the gate and dad drove past me and waited for Atho outside the gate. Atho left the gate open and ran to the car. I watched them as they drove off. I blinked and rain from my eyes came pouring. Everything that happened in my life always had to be my fault even if I didnt see my wrongs. My school Taxi parked next to the gate and I quickly wiped my tears off. Driver: School? Me: Not today. Driver: O okay. He rolled his window up and drove off. I dragged my suitcase to the front door, thats when I realised SisLindas car was driving out too. We looked at each other, she buckled her seatbelt and drove out. I looked down, yeah again, it was my fault! I pushed the door open and went in. Tamkhulu was sitting on the couch, sipping on his cup of coffee. I greeted, he greeted back and I went to my room. But I was angry at that time! :( &&
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 14:21:41 +0000