Eight

SIBANE's POV I woke up glad that it was a Saturday because when I went to wash my face and looked in the mirror, I could see my puffy eyes and sleep marks on my face , my whole face was red.

When I remembered what happened last night I almost started crying again before I wiped my tears  when I heard a knock at my door.  I didn't bother wearing pants as I descended with my oversized beige  hoodie and fluffy socks. I swung the door open to see Nkosana standing there and I immediately remembered last night .

"Ufunani Qhawe?" I asked pure annoyance and hate evident on my face. (What do you want Qhawe?)

"Ngicela ukungena MaMnguni." I stood at the doorway squaring my shoulders. (Please let me come inside)