Chapter – One Hundred and Sixty Eight

After that whole speech on the strength of women Enhle really had let me down. Sleeping with your friends ex or someone who is with your friend is like eating vomit! I know she will argue something like they were on a break but it will always look like she was lurking in the background waiting to pounce. How do we do this to each other as girls honestly? Why does it always have to be someone you call friend who stabs you in the back? She had let me down greatly but who was I to talk? Had I not done the same with Python and S. Yes S was dead but did it not count that once upon a time before I even stepped into JHB they had been together? For now though I could not help it for I felt as though I was Natalie. I really felt sorry for her. She had come to ask for my help and we had called her paranoid. Had Tebogo not dumped her when she accused him of cheating and Enhle had backed her up? Dance lessons! Really? Men are such liars. We had all bought it meaning we were all fools! Now she was the one who was running around worried that Tebogo was in jail. Where was Enhle in all this? Was she, Enhle, not turning on him making him look bad alone. Friends for me stick around when you are in trouble no matter how much they disapprove of what you have done. I needed to get to the bottom of this.

As I was thinking through this my uncle called me! Yes Malume Rodney! Seriously has he no shame! What did he want? Had he not chased me out along with my aunt as though as I was a piece of trash. I had to answer though because the nerve of this man was worth picking up just to hear what he had to say for himself. He said he wanted to find out where we were and if we were safe but I told him that I was not allowed to say. All of a sudden he was pretending to be concerned. Why do men do that though? One moment they are calling you names then the next they are pretending to be the sweetest thing ever. There is not a single girl who has never experienced this from their boyfriend or ex. This is where he pretends like everything is just fine after a huge row or that the row did not even happen its all in your imagination. He said he had come looking for us at the flat and there was no one. I told him that was because we were not there. I doubt he had come though, I think it was because he wanted to listen for my reaction. I told him to call N as she said she was on her way for her wedding and he kept quiet. That was cheeky I know but this man really had a nerve. Before he even said another word I hung up. How could a grown educated man like my uncle really make such a monumental mistake like this and think there would be no consequences? Stupid man!

I did not even debate on whether to tell my aunt or not that my uncle had called. In fact if ever he claimed that he had called and spoken to me I was going to deny it to his face. I deleted the record of his call. He was trying to put me in the middle again. I went back into the room. My aunt had calmed down and was sleeping. My mother asked me where to go and buy food but I told her to just use room service. I am not sure she knew how but I did not want to embarrass her so I went through the menu and did it for her. My mum said she was going to sleep with my aunt because she was not supposed to be left alone. I could see why. She was not handling it well. I would have stayed and held vigil with her but I too was tired. I felt bad leaving. I walked alone to my room. Had so much in my head. As soon as I opened my door Thuli opened her door. She came to my room and told me how angry she was at her sister because she had betrayed her too. I was just to numb for all this. I hardly spoke back. Girls have secrets and at times I think its best they keep them as that. This confessional business does not work for me so what she had done was not really a saving grace. Ten minutes Enhle joined us. Immediately Thuli stood up and walked out. She was not talking to her. She was really disappointed.

Enhle started to explain what had happened and I told her bluntly that I was not interested. What she had done was unforgivable in my books and it had already been done so no use talking about it? She asked if she must go see Tebogo in jail and I told her she should because he was her friend. I told her that under no circumstance must she tell Natalie. She must die with her conscience and not bring Natalie down with her. She said she felt bad and would not be able to look her in the eye and I told that was between her and God! Natalie did not deserve to hear such filth so she must not for one minute even think it.

I told her I needed to sleep so she must leave. I had no time for niceties with her right now. She was so down but I did not care. She was lying too, I doubt very much that they had only done it once like she said.

After I shut the door behind her I stood with my back on the door, leaning on it and took a deep breath! I had a flashback of my life since I hit Jhb. S, N, Python, Gorilla, K, Tebogo, Natalie, Benny, Aunty Lynda, Malume Rodney, my mother and father, uncle John Ross, my crazy self righteous aunt, a priest even, Sgt Moroba that disgusting man I had given a blowjob and lost my innocence to, Juju, Onela, Mosima, Abisola, the soccer players right up to my beautiful friend Ayanda. I needed her now more than ever. What was I doing?

There was a knock on the door behind me. It startled me out of my flashback. What did Enhle want now?

When I opened the door I don’t know what happened. Someone punched me hard and I must have blacked out!

When I woke up with a splitting headache, I was sitting on a chair, in a room with no windows …

Then it hit me…

Was this what happened to S?

I tried to scream but…

****The End****

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Dear Friends

This is the last chapter of Zulu Girl Goes to JHB aka Diary of a Zulu Girl online BUT the last 20 chapters of the story will be in the novel. The biggest twists and perhaps saddest endings to our heroine lie in these twenty chapters. There is lot that has not been revealed because to be honest, Thandeka does talk a bit too much and loves misdirection! We will only print 1000 copies of this and this will be the end of Zulu Girl Goes to JHB permanently as we make way for the TV Series which again we hope you will support as much as you have done with this.

A special thanks to Sfiso Themba for the website layout and platform, Sash Chelopo my brother who kept me motivated to write all this time, Tebogo Malumane the unwitting reason behind this blog, Nic Roux for having faith in its potential as a TV series as well as all the other faces I have met along the way with the Zulu Girl brand. To everyone who has read, recommended, written in, quoted and followed the blog, you have truly made this journey remarkable beyond measure and I will be eternally grateful.

Thank you so much for this wonderful journey but like all good things it had to an end at some point.

God Bless

Mike Maphoto
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P.S. Confessions of a Sugarbaby will return next week to replace Zulu Girl Goes to JHB. Friday there will be no post just announcement of the auditions.