Easy Go by Grandtheft

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"But isn't hate just scorned love ?" ~ Anonymous

Leonardo Dicaprio.

"Evening Mother." I said with a solemn expression.

"Leo is that certainly you ?" She cooed.

"Certainly." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh Dear child, how i have missed your presence in the mansion." She sounded happy but I wasn't ofcause i wasnt.

"Mother, i am well aware of what you did." I tried to say this calmly but it just spat out of my mouth with bitterness. Yes, Bitterness. That's what I was feeling.

"I know not what you speak of Dear Leonardo Aaldrik Le Roux."

"Well don't mind if I enlighten you mother." I replied.

"Don't mind if you do." She scoffed.

"Mother you bought Grace Swanepoel a engagement ring and told her it was on my behalf because I don't remember wanting to MARRY ANYONE."  I yelled at the end.

"Aaldrik, I'm still your mother. I will not tolerate you raising your voice at me. You are still my little boy and I'm well aware of what is good for you and what is not." She spoke with elegance even when she was talking crap. My mother, oh mother... I love her but sometimes I swear she is selfish. She claims she cares about me but whatever she does for me only benefits her even more than it benefits me.

"I would like you to return the ring, this instance and apologize to Grace."

"I will do no such thing." She gasped over the phone.

"Mother !!" I growled. I had never confronted  my mother like that, she always did as she pleased in my life.

"Leo you are marrying Grace that's final, your father is aware of it. I am trying to resolve an issue here that could land you with bad publicity on the news paper."

"What ?"

"Aaldrik-" please note how much I hate that name. "Aaldrik, Grace's father came here and told me what you did to his daughter." She said in a low tone.

"What did I do ?" I asked clearly swimming in a pool of confusion.

"You have been sleeping with her, before marriage. I raised my little boy in a Catholic home, Your father and I are fairly disgraced." My mother sobbed, was she crying.

"Mother-"

"Don't mother me, Aaldrik. What if she fell pregnant."

"But she did not." I added.

"Aaldrik when you return, we are having dinner with the Swanepoel family so you can apologise and aks for her hand in marriage properly."

"I will do no such thing."

"I bought her the engagement ring as assurance because her father was furious."

Ofcause he was, if only he knew his innocent Grace was the same person who seduced me into sleeping with her. If he knew that his innocent Grace was the one jumping on my dick when I had told her I was willing to wait fairly because I was getting it somewhere else.

"This gives me a migraine." I groaned.

"You got yourself into this, dear." She responded in a firm absolute voice. I could imagine her holding her tea cup while listening to this phone call. That was my mother.

The only thing I wanted right now more than anything was to talk to Hope. I didn't know what i was going to say but she has to understand. Having her hate me would be the worst thing.

She already does.

I haven't laid my eyes on her for about two days now and it feels like torture. Remembering what happened two days ago makes my stomach twist and turn.

*Flashback*

"It's your fiancée." She handed the telephone then immediately left. I saw the hurt in those brown orbs. I was shocked because I didn't have a fiancée. I loathed Grace but it wasn't her fault. I wanted to run after Hope but I couldn't Grace's phone call was waiting for me.

I made the phone call as short as possible then immediately went downstairs to find her but the only person I found there was my uncle.

"You are back !" I said in a rather awkward tone.

"Did you not want me to return to my very own house ?" He remarked. I awkwardly scratched my back.

"Father." I gave him a nod.

"What have you been up to.." My uncle asked and the only thought that came into my mind was my body on top of Hope.

"Uh- nothing much." I mumbled. "How was your trip ?" I went to sit down, they were having whiskey obviously Hope had brought it in so where was she ?

"It was marvelous Leo, i knew coming to South Africa was a great idea." My father replied in a rather happy tone.

"Your father bought three large pieces of land for as little as R10 000 ($555,55)." Uncle Johan announced.

"Uh that's great, have you seen that girl ?" I awkwardly stood up.

"Which girl ?" My father asked with a disapproving look.

"The maid girl." I tried saying it in a bitter tone like I didn't care.

"Oh Felo." Mr. Johan said taking huge gulps of what was left in his glass. "She is gone." He said calmly and I had no idea that this girl would so much of an effect over me.

"Gone.." I laughed. "Gone as in gone gone." They both looked at me weirdly.

"I mean that poor black girl is gone shame, i thought she needed the job you know. What a pity-" then I remembered what Randy said the other day. "Pity because she makes good coffee.." I added.

"And she is a good cook too." Mr. Johan chuckled lightly adding more whisky in his glass.

"Felo said her mother was sick so she needed to go immediately-" Mr. Johan explained. She told me her mother was dead... I thought to myself.

"Poor girl." My father said.

"Indeed and who am I to deny her the privilege to say her good byes to her mother ?" Uncle Johan said shaking his head lightly.

"Indeed." My father replied making his tie a little loose around the neck. I had not realised i was just standing there not saying a word.

"Uh so what's for dinner ?" I tried acting normal but I couldn't.

"I thought you could cook your Appeltaart for us. I'm sure Johan hasn't had some Dutch food in a while." My father added. I felt a kick in my chest or rather in my throat because I couldn't respond.

"I haven't had Appeltaart in years ever since the last time I visited Rotterdam-" He explained but I wasn't listening my mind was else where. I was there physically but nit mentally. She wouldn't leave this job just like that would she ? She would come back.

*End of Flashback*

"Aldo, do you have any idea when Hope will be back ?" I asked Aldo who was busy cutting the glass. He looked up and shook his head.

"Who is Hope ?" He asked. "Just joking mahn, You really like her neh ?" He gave a quick smile revealing his gold tooth.

"You are not answering my questions Aldo." I said in a rude tone, i couldn't help it. I was running out of patience, I couldn't take it anymore. I felt like a drug addict in need for his fix.

"She usually has two days off." Aldo said wiping the sweat off his forehead. The sun was scorching hot, i didn't blame him but I love it because in Netherlands we never have this much sun.

"So what are you saying ?" I said in a frustrated tone.

"She might be back today." He shrugged continuing to cut the grass.

"It's almost four o'clock and there is no sign of her. Don't you think if she was coming she would have came earlier like in the morning." I sounded like I was losing it. I kept looking at my wrist watch.

"Mr. Le roux Ek weet nie ( I don't know), you should ask Meneer De Ruiter." He said.

"Aldo, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude." I apologized and he nodded. " But where can I find her ?"

"Leo, Ek weet nie how things work daar in Netherlands but here in Suid Afrika. You don't go around looking for Swart Meisies (black girls) when you are white. I am colored and I'm not even allowed to hang with Swart mense (black people). Tsholofelo stays in Soweto and only white police men are allowed daar. I don't know what's going on between you two but let me tell you something my broer (my brother) you are putting Tsholo in danger because she is the only one who will get hurt here."

Well I am not leaving her anytime soon.

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