My Gift
19
I move a little as I wake up. Lwandle is sleeping next to me and I smile as the memories of yesterday come to play in my mind. We self together yesterday and I think it’s the best se-x we have ever had since we started being se-xually active.
“Ukuphi? I want my daughter!”
I hear someone screaming down the pa-ssage and I know that it’s my mother. I spring out of the bed and look around the room to find something to wear. I finally find the clothes I was wearing yesterday so I pull them on and go to Lwandle’s side to wake her up.
“Lwandle wake up”
I say that shaking her but she is not budging so I continue shaking till she starts moving a little and opens her eyes.
“Yini Kodwa Fuze I still want to sleep mina I’m tired”
She says in her still sleepy voice and I feel like hitting her with a pillow.
“Tell me where my daughter is what kind of family are you. We respect you as the royal family but you are using our kids”
I hear my mother shouting again and that seems to make Lwandle wake up fully.
“Is that your mom?”
She asks in a low voice and I nod my head. I don’t know what we are going to do and how my mother found out about me being here by the royal house
“What is she doing here? Kodwa nkosi yami.”
She says getting out of bed and as she is looking for her clothes the door is pushed open and my mother comes in. She looks very livid and has a wooden long stick in her hand and that alone makes me shake. I don’t want to be the victim of that stick I don’t want to be bitten because I know I will not be able to handle it.
“Wena is this the so cold cousin you told Nandipha to tell me about!”
She asks me shouting and I don’t know how to respond to her. Lwandle is now wearing a skirt alone and the sports bra that she was wearing when she went to sleep. She looks very beautiful but right now is not the time for me to be looking at how beautiful what she is wearing makes her.
“I’m talking to you wena so now you are doing the devil’s things wena you now exchanging spit with other girls Kodwa where did u fail ngawe?”
She says still shouting and the queen is standing behind her I’m sure she also does not know what to say in this whole situation.
“Mah can we please sit down and talk about this like adults”
The queen says and it’s like she is adding petrol to a already huge fire. My mother turns to look at her and sizes her with her eyes then clic-ks her tongue and turns to look at me again.
“Wena asambe”
She says pointing the stick at me.
“Mah please I can….”
She does not let me finish what I want to say she moves very fast from the door and the next thing I know the stick lands on my skin with great force and i feel the pain shoot up my whole body. She lifts it again with intentions of striking me with it but Lwandle stands in front of me and it lands on her.
“Ahhh”
She screams out as she feels the pain that comes with the hit from the stick.
“Mah please don’t do this I will go with you.”
I say to her and she moves her eyes from Lwandle to me and you can see the disgust plastered on her face.
“Usameleni asambe phela”
She says and I follow her.
“I’m sorry”
I say looking behind me and mumbling so that she can not hear me my mother that is and we go home. I wish we could walk till God comes without getting home because I know when we get home it won’t be all nice. I will face the consequences of following my heart.
We finally get home and I feel like I will pee on my self. I feel very nervous even my hands a sweating and I feel like I will vomit anytime from now.
“Explain yourself Lindiwe Ngcobo please explain to me why you are dating a girl which demon took over my daughter?”
She asks me sitting on the bed and I don’t know how to answer to her question. How do I answer which demon took over my body when I didn’t know being les-bian is caused by a demon taking over your body.
“I’m talking to you wena answer me!”
She says shouting and bangs her fists on both sides of the bed.
“No demon took over my body”
I say and she looks at me like I just called her the ugliest person on earth.
“Then what do you call ki-ssing a girl wena Lindiwe where did I fail with you Kodwa?”
She asks and it sounds like she is about to cry. I don’t want her to cry because of me I never meant for her to find out like this.
“You didn’t fail Mah I just..”
I say talking to sit next to her on the bed not knowing how to explain the whole thing to her.
“I just like girls that’s all it has nothing to do with the way that you raised me.”
I explain to her hoping that she will understand. Hoping that she won’t think that I’m just joking around and taking her for a fool.
“Kodwa what will people say. They will say I failed as a mother and I don’t want that I don’t want to be known as the mother of the girl who ki-sses other girls. I wish your father was here maybe he would he talking some sense I’m this head of yours.
“Mah you should not care what people say. I also don’t want to be know as the girl who is unhappy because of her mother. A lot of girls out there are suffering the abuse from the community and the abuse from home only a few have the support of their parents and trust me that makes everything better for them because they know when the people outside being them down they have a family behind them and I want to have you Mah. I need your support and not your criticism about a demon entering my body.”
I say to her feeling like I will cry.
“Lwandle has the support from her family and she is happy because even if this whole thing comes out she will have her family behind her and mina who will I have?”
I ask her and stand up and go outside the hut. I want to go and be with Lwandle right now but I don’t want to seem disrespectful to my mom I mean she is still dealing with the fact that I date girls. I hear the door open and when I look up it’s my mother. She sits next to me and I don’t know what she will say to me now.
“I don’t want to fight mah”
I tell her and look the other side because I really do not want to fight right now. I just want to be held by Lwandle till I fall asleep.
“I know I also don’t want to fight sisi I really don’t yazi. I always wanted to be a good mom one who is open minded and one you could talk to and I guess I can’t be that mom if I don’t accept who you are. I will try Yebo I will try ngiyakuthembisa”
She says and I look at her shocked by the fact that she is going to try accept the fact that I’m lesbian.
“Wait you will try mah?”
I ask her and she nods her head. I lean in and hug her.
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Tbc