As I finished on the phone, I rushed to the main bedroom, where I assumed the parents were. I knocked once and walked in.
“Hey, you can’t just walk in here like that!”
Mommy shouted. Gosh, she was snapping at everything.
“I’m sorry, but I just called a call”
“Where is Daddy?”
I looked around.
“He’s on the phone, downstairs. Who just called you?”
“My ex’s mother. She says she wants to help us because death is near”
Her eyes popped out.
“How did she know that we are in trouble? Did you call her? Why would you run to your ex’s mother when you’re having problems with the current boyfriend?”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“I didn’t call her. She is the one who called me and told me what I just told you”
“How is she going to help us?”
“She is a traditional healer, so I’m assuming he will use his medicine to heal us”
“No. We don’t believe in those”
“This is a matter of life and death”
“What are you talking about?”
Daddy asked as he walked in.
I looked at him and explained what I just told Mommy.
“How much more do you want us to bend our rules for you? Huh? Why do you always go against us and everything we believe in?”
“Daddy, it’s really not like that. I just want a quick solution to this problem”
“Well, I don’t agree with your solution”
He looked away.
“Daddy, please. She even told me that death is near, she can’t be lying about that”
“I don’t care what she told you. Ludwe is here, go and take your stuff”
“Daddy, why are you…”
He cut me short.
“I will not repeat myself”
I pressed my lips tightly together and looked down like a naughty five year old.
He shouted and I rushed off. I got to my room and packed whatever I could get my hands on, and walked out, shutting the door behind me. By the time I got to the living room, everyone was already there.
“Ludwe is here, please take your luggage to the car”
Mommy and I carried the babies, while everyone else went to load the luggage in the car. When they were done, Daddy asked us to pray and we did.
“Uhm, before we go, I’d like to request that we listen to Alex’s mom and do as she tells us”
“What are you talking about?”
“Mandiphumle, shut up. I don’t appreciate you confusing my family like that. I hate how you always go against me and my rules. I’m telling you this for the last time”
“But Daddy, it’s a matter of life and death. She already…”
He cut me short.
“Continue talking, and I will have you thrown out of my house with your children”
Wow. That was quite a heavy threat he had there. I became as quiet as dead, instantly. We all walked out and Daddy locked up and ensured that the alarm was activated. We jumped into the bus and drove off. My phone rang, it was the same number- Mama’s number. I picked up.
“Did you not listen to a word I said?”
“I did, but they are refusing”
Daddy turned to look at me, as he was sitting on the front seat.
“So, you’re not coming?”
“No, we’re not”
I shook my head, with tears dripping down my cheeks.
“Okay, have it your way then. Just don’t come crying to me when things go exactly as I predicted they would”
“Would you be able to help me if I would come with only my kids?”
Mommy too turned to look at me, from the seat in front on mine.
“You don’t have enough time”
“You don’t have time”
“What do you mean?”
“Hang up and talk to your people, you are running out of time”
She hung up.
“Guys, she is saying that we are running out of time. Can we not be stubborn about this? Please”
“We just prayed, and we believe in prayer. God will protect us”
“I respect that, but for now, we need a quick solution. We need to find a way to prevent this from happening”
“God will make a way”
“She’s saying that we are running out of time. We are all going to die here if we don’t act fast”
Thoko was wailing, and the kids were screaming too.
“Shut up! Mandiphumle, shut up!”
“How many times must I tell you to stop disrespecting me?”
“Okay fine, take me there, before going to your hiding place”
“Oh no, you can’t. You can’t drag us into this and then find an easy way out”
“Trevor, just leave me alone. Okay? If you guys are ready to die, then I’m happy for you, but I have kids to consider so I can’t just die”
“Weren’t you ready for this, just a few hours ago?”
“I have kids, I can’t be selfish”
“Well, too late because the levels of your selfishness are sky high”
“Do you kids want to witness my anger? Why are you pushing me?”
I could feel the flames he was spitting. Trevor and I kept quiet.
“Everyone will remain silent and I will do all the talking. I am sick of listening to you all”
We all remained silent, except for the restless babies.
Ludwe was speeding off and we didn’t even know where we were going.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you”
That was the text I received from Bazukile. The last text from him. Because nobody was saying anything to anyone, I decided to keep quiet about it.
“We are going to an old family farm. Its highly secured, and they will not find us there”
“An old farm? So they can kill us in peace, away from everyone?”
“How will they find us? Mandiphumle, switch off that phone and throw away that sim card”
“I can’t. I need to communicate with Alex’s mother”
“Mandiphumle, I will not repeat myself”
“No, Daddy. I am not switching my phone off. Mama is still going to call me”
“Mandiphumle, why must everything be about you? We are all in this because of you, and now you are refusing to destroy your sim card, for your own personal reasons, what about the fact that they might use your phone to track us down and get us all killed?”
Trevor sounded really annoyed with me.
“Why is it so hard to understand that your father is going to get us killed? His stubbornness will get us killed. His ideas will get us killed. Why can’t you see that this man will get us killed?”
I freaked out.
“Ludwe, stop the car”
“In the middle of nowhere? No!”
“Ludwe, stop the damn car”
Daddy repeated and Ludwe did as he was instructed.
“Mandiphumle, get off”
“Daddy please, she won’t be safe out here”
“I don’t care. Get the hell off this vehicle, before I throw you out!”
We were in the middle of nowhere.
“Dad, what about the kids?”
She is going off with them. I want nothing to do with her”
“Come on Dad, it’s not safe out here”
“Open the door for her. She must get off”
I was in so much shock, I didn’t know what to say.
“Daddy, I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to…”
He couldn’t even wait for me to finish.
“Get off! I don’t want to hear it”
I stepped out of the vehicle, leaving the kids inside.. In my mind, Daddy just wanted to scare me off, so I would shut up, but in reality, he was really throwing me out. The minute I stepped out of the vehicle, he ordered Trevor to close the door and Ludwe to drive off. They left me, in the middle of nowhere, with nothing. I could almost hit myself with a brick when I realized that I left my phone in that vehicle.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting on my bed, in a mental hospital, writing lengthy chapters about what I think happened to me, but the sad part is that I didn’t really remember. I didn’t even remember how I got here, and how long I’ve been there. They say I have been there for a year. Mandisa, my closest friend in that institution, told me that I was very jumpy on arrival. I didn’t want anyone close to me, I didn’t talk, I didn’t eat. She described me as a broken soul, because it took me a whooping three months to be able to open my mouth and talk. The sad part is that I don’t remember none of that. She also told me that I have never had visitors, ever since I got there. I tried asking about my children, but she knew nothing about them. She knew nothing about Bazukile as well. I was not mentally disturbed. I can’t really explain what was going on in my head for the past few months, but I swear, I was not mentally disturbed. I knew who I was, and I remembered everything else that happened to me before being kicked out of that vehicle. I sometimes felt like banging my head against the wall, so I could remember what really happened. Mandisa couldn’t remember whether I was injured or not when I got admitted. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw no scars or marks. In fact, I was still the same. The only difference was that my hair had grown a lot, and the blonde highlight had faded away.
As I sat on that hospital bed, day and night, trying so hard to remember what had really happened to me, my mind played all possible events that could have taken place, but there was no confirmation as to whether my imaginations were actually true or not. Through all of that, my hope kept me alive. I saw only good in people, and I was always positive about life. Almost a year after my miraculous return to planet earth, the doctors told me they were going to discharge me, because I was doing so well. Excited, I was, but I was also very scared of what life had in store for me on the outside. I was not sure if I was ready to face the real world again, but I was sure that I have learnt the hard way. Life will not only go my way, but as long as I still have my breath intact, it is never the end of the world. Self pity is an easy ticket to hell, so I made a vow to myself to stop feeling sorry for myself and start being positive about life.
*We have reached the end of Pieces of my heart Season 1. See you in Season 2 (Date will be announced soon). Thank you so much for the support.