My phone continuously rings and I only glance at it vibrate on my bed. I am not ready to talk to her, I bet she wants to know my decision if I have implemented the decision.
"Ughh!" She grunts.
The phone stops vibrating and I glance at it, I see 6 missed calls from mom.
I pull my blankets and cover my head. I don't feel like attending today. I just want to sleep all day and eat and sleep again.
I hear a hard thump on the door. The violently knocking continuously. I drag myself off the bed. I open the door with a grim face.
"What do you want?"
I feel warm lips brush my lips in passion, I pull away and open my eyes to see his sight. I smile and hug him.
"Why are you bunking classes? It's been more than a week" He asks.
"But I am doing school work, I am not missing out" I defend myself.
"Yeah, you are hiding " He closes the door.
"I am not, I just need a break. Can I visit you for a while?" I urge him and pout my lips adorably.
"Do you even have to ask, that was my intention when I came here" He grabs my waistline and drew me close to him.
"Let me pack" I tear myself away.
"Have you shared the DNA news with your parents yet?" I ask with curiosity. "You have not said a word about it to me since our last conversation about it" I glance at him while throwing whatever I could find into the weekender bag.
"I have...We are doing tests again. My dad is heading the whole thing in secrecy" He brushes his nose.
"Oh..." I reluctantly agree.
"And I have news for you, I learnt something new about your mysterious mom and dad" He smiles as I glance at him with a wide grin.
I get up and reach him on the bed, and embrace him. His phone starts to ring and he picks it up.
"Mom", " What happened?", "I am on my way". His body looks very agitated.
" Babe, we have to go now. " His voice is commanding and unsettled. He looks troubled. So I listened and just took the bag, and didn't bother to change my clothes.
"What happened?" I ask feeling troubled.
"Shudu is in a critical condition, he has been admitted at Hope and Grace private hospital" His pace is fast and I am running, trying to catch up with his pace. He opens the door and immediately drives the car to the main road.
What happened to Shudu?
*
"Shudu! Shudu! You can't avoid your mother forever!" I stand next to the door and I still hear nothing from him nor any living sound in the room.
"Shudu! I am talking to you, I just want to talk" I pause "Your girlfriend is here, she looks good. The pregnancy is treating her well" I glance away from the judging eyes of my brother and his child. "Don't judge me!"
"Let's give him space" My brother urges her.
"No, at least let him say something. Shudu!. I am concerned" I am getting troubled by his silence. "Shudu..." My voice is now pleading and soft.
I hear the door open as my brother opens it. " It is open, I thought he locked it"
From the distance, he is lying by his side on the bed with his body covered by the sheets. He looks so still and he is not even trying to look my way. I have hurt him by what I said earlier today, didn't I? Ever since Edward passed away, I seem to always easily lose my fuse, maybe he is right I should see a psychologist so I can relive my traumas.
Only God knows what I had to endure and fight to be where I am and what I am. I hope one day, he looks back and realises all the efforts I have invested, that I was only trying to be a good mother to him. I have failed to be a good wife, being a good mother is what I need to excel in. I can't afford to not be a good mother to my children, the only good that came out of my love for Edward. How I wish Edward was here, to talk to him. He knew how to talk to Shudu. He knew what to say and how to say it.
I sniffle pushing back the tears that seemed like they wanted to escape my eyes. I sit facing his back on the bed.
"Baby, I am sorry okay. please forgive mommy for all the hurtful things she said" I pause. "I am going to take your advice, I am going to book for a psychologist tomorrow" I smile nervously waiting for his reaction. To turn and gaze at me with his bright eyes.
"Father...there's foam in his mouth" He bends to see his face up close from his front.
I promptly turn his body. I glare at the foam appearing from his mouth, he looks pale and lifeless.
"Maweee!" I screamed out of shock. My body weakens and shudders in fear.
"Carry him to the car, let's take him to Hope and Grace now! Let me call Dr Nkosi" He commands his son.
"Maweee! Shudu please don't leave me too" I start whimpering.
I gaze at the lifeless body in my nephew's arms rushing to the car. Brother start making phone calls. I run after them crying my guts out.
"N'wananga, Shudu don't leave me" I sob.
"We are going to the hospital. God is with us, may he save him" Brother tries to soothe my agony while my nephew is driving the car at a fast speed.
"If God is with us, why is he trying to take my son away. Shudu, stay with me. I can't afford to lose you too. Please stay with me, please...." I continue wailing in the car while we head to the hospital.
"Don't leave me yet, please stay with me..."
*Maweee! is a South African expression, usually used when a person is surprised or crying.
*N'wananga means my child in Tsonga or Venda language, a South African language.