Life Can Be A Bit Unkind Book 1

Chapter 16

-MIHLALIKAZI LANGA

I wake up and drag myself to shower. I prepare for school and then head to campus driving with Bontle "So, did you guys talk?"

She nods

"I went to his office. He's mad at me for not sleeping at his place and sleeping at some guy's place" She says

"Oh, and how can I forget. He's not comfortable with me being friends with Sean and the guys. Says he got a call saying I was dancing with some guys. Imagine"

She annoyed

"He's mad. Those are our friends and you guys went to high school together. Bontle this guy can't dictate who your friends can be"

I say and she shrugs as if she's considering this "Don't tell me you actually considering this Bontle" She sighs

"Hlali he does everything and anything for me, the least I could do is stop hanging out with the people he doesn't want me to"

She says

"And if he says stop hanging out with Lara and I?" "I would never. You guys are my only friends here" She says defensively, I breathe out

"Hlali if you can unfriend people you come from high school with, who's to say we are not as disposable?" I ask

"You guys are not disposable"

She says and I don't respond. I never did understand girls that allowed their boyfriends to choose friends for them. All I'm seeing is dictatorship and not a relationship. This guy is doing all these things so that Bontle will feel compelled to do the "small things" he asks her to do for the sake of their relationship. Most rich men do that to control you and have some hold over you. I increase the volume on the news, I know its weird that someone my age listens to news, but I like to stay informed on the world's issues, at some point my parents thought I'd be a journalist, but I ended in writing instead because I enjoy literature.

After class I drive to my therapist, I've been seeing one since I was 10, I think. I don't know why my mom

thought it would be good to see one but hey its been good since I guess. I walk in and throw myself on the couch after greeting her

"So, what brings you here today?" She asks

"Well there's been new developments in my life. I found out that the man I thought was my father was actually not who I was led to believe he was"

I say with my face buried in my hands, I'm laying back on the couch like I'm home on my bed "What do you mean?"

She asks

"You remember I told you about Lunga right?" "oh, first name basis"

She says, considering I normally call the man father or dad

"he doesn't deserve me calling him dad. He raped my mother and led her to a miscarriage"

She writes down something, well she usually records me and writes a few things down

"Mihlali, let's start from scratch. What happened?" I sigh

"What did not happen? Daniel recorded us having sex and used the tape to blackmail me. I tried emailing it to me but accidentally emailed it to mom"

She chuckles

"You did what?"

I end up laughing myself at how stupid the mistake I made was

"I know, it was stupid of me. Our email addresses are similar"

I explain and she chuckles

"why would your email addresses be similar? You are Mihlali Langa and she is Sinokuhle Mtwa" I shrug sitting up to look at her