Thingolwenkosazana
I knew Mvelo wasn't going to come and he's probably fuming wherever he is. The time was 19:00 at night and I was definitely enjoying the event, my dad would call now and then to check up on me, I'm glad he's over the whole "Tuesday" situation.
I've been feeling exhausted ever since I woke up, heaviness and sometimes I would cry for no reason, it's very disturbing.
"why did you come here if you'll just sit there and sulk" Sipho asking with a glass in his hand jamming to the song
" I'm coming cuz, I just want to chill kancane" me holding my forehead as if I were to faint.
Sipho:" these artists won't come and perform phambi kwakho"
"yea I know, I'm coming" Me
"aowa suit yourself" he walks off
My cousin is definitely a life of the party, I try to stand up but I could feel that my legs are locked, I try again...nothing. Now I'm panicking, I didn't even touch alcohol ??
"sorry please help me,hey! Bathong
why are you ignoring me" Me
I swear all these people were not paying attention, the music was also loud, I was losing my voice until this lady who was passing by came to me
"sorry please help me" Me
"sure"
Whistles
"I'm sorry but tell uMah ukuthi akahambe aye koxolisa koyisemkhulu ngaphandle kwalokho uDumisani ngeke aphile" Me
" huh? How do you know Dumisani, have you been stalking me?"
" I can't...I don't..." I swear I wasn't crazy I just started whispering and the girl left, I tried calling Sipho he wasn't picking up, I called my dad nothing, I had an idea of what's going on because after going to Mvelo's dad I did my own research no one could actually explain what this is, I could feel that it's something deeper.
I then call Mvelo
Ringing*
"Mvelo!" Me
"mmh?"
"I'm in a situation here" Me
" I'm listening" you can tell that he doesn't care
After hearing those "I'm-listening-" words, I could stand up. Everytime I'm telling my story people think I'm crazy and they say there's no such thing...it's a fairytale.There was something in his voice that I couldn't put a finger on it. He has a husky voice but it's not that there's something deeper
There was silence in the call for few minutes, it was as if I could feel his presence. I quickly drop the call.
"this is madness! what just happened?" Me.
Bar tender: that would be R112.98
Me: urgh here! I gave him R150.
After that scenario I just had to go ,I went
straight to the house, crying indlela yonke the heaviness was too much, unbearable the Uber driver was so nervous I could sense it, I let out a loud scream in the car a couple of times.This was it.
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Zimpande Zamathonga (unedited)
General FictionThingo is a city girl that has been constantly hearing whistles from people she can't physically see; since the age of 7. 10 years later her father takes a decision of cutting home schooling and he takes her to a secondary school where things change...
