IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME. <NOT EDITED>

Chatpter Three-rescued

Sunday is a very short day indeed. It was a blur too, all I remember was that I was peacefullycurled up in my bed almost the whole day until the monster whom I call aunt woke me up and told me to cook dinner and that I should stop being lazy.

Mnx. Who the hell is the owner of this house? I don't understand why I'm suppose to be their slave.

They've got a helper but they refuse for her to cook. Apparently it's my duty to keep the dishes clean and to cook too.

Their millionaires for heavens sake. Why can't they hire themselves a chef? If I had the guts, I would have poisoned them already. That would work on my favour, with them dead I'll be able to breathe fresh air and maybe live happily ever after. Miserable was going to be a word and feeling I once knew but buried with them, it would be forgotten.

Sigh.

I hate Monday's too and I'm already at school, wearing a scarf in this sunny weather. I know my colleagues will most definitely be suspicious but what the hell, I really don't care.

Staffroom will have to miss me today, I'm heading straight for my classroom.

"Why are you wearing a scarf in this heat, Ms Ndlovu?" Neo questions curiously.

Here comes another headache, these leaners curiousity and questions I'm not able to respond to, will be the death of me.

How exactly do you lie to a nine year old again?

"I've got flue baby, so I'm feeling a bit cold." My voice is husky as well, maybe that might sell my lie.

I will not waste my time teaching today, I'll just give them group work once and for all. Just so they get busy and keep them off my back.

I'm honestly just exhausted.

Soon the class is chaotic and I feel my head getting heavy, plus the heat is giving no mercy. This scarf I have on is wool, it's the only scarf I have and it burns into my skin and does no justice at all.

Atleast Enhle hasn't seen me, yet. I'm not certain if I'll be able to respond to her questions as well. She's not a nine year old, won't be easy fooling her with my lie.

Oops, spoke to soon. She's leaning onto the door frame and staring at me, suspiciously. This scene reminds me of Saturday, when Nathi was staring at me.

Argh.

Why am I even thinking about him?

"Really? A scarf in this heat?"

I saw this coming.

I place a hand on my forehead, the headache is getting worse. I'm appreciative when Enhle scolds the children and now there is less noise now, something I can handle atleast.

"Thanks" I mumble

"Are you okay?" She grabs an available chair and decides to sit right next to me. She's worried, I don't want that and I really don't know how to respond to this kind of question because it always ends up with me lying.

"I'm fine, it's just flue and headache," I simply lie.

"And the voice is bad too. You should have stayed at home," the worry in her voice might make me vulnerable and that's not needed. It's dangerous.

"I'd rather be here with my noisy kids actually," I utter honestly.

"You love them don't you?" she smiles

They're my escape.

"You have no idea," I blush.

I've placed make-up on my face today, just to hide that blueish mark I have, she doesn't notice anything. I'm glad.