Heyyyyy, I'm hereeee💝💝💝

Before I start, I'd address something oo. I said we'd soon be done with this book and y'all were all in your feelings lol, butttttttttt..tbh, it's about 15 chapters or so we have left for this book to end, soooo umm..yay?😂❤️

I don't know sha..it may be more, it may be less (depending on how many chapters may need me dividing into two or three or something..that's actually what may make it longer, but in the book where I drafted all the scenes, we have about 15 more chapters to go)

Alright, let's get into it........🥃🥃🍽️

                                         ~GIWA~

"What the actual fuck, Giwa. Who did you tell?"

Well, it was world war three getting sleep last night.

The only thing I could connect this whole thing to was Ivandor's dad. I hadn't said anything about his mum to a soul, but I clearly remember that last night at the Dynamis when I was texting Prissy and I told her about his dad...then, Prissy had told Hassana..

Could it be possible that one of them told someone else? Would they?

They wouldn't, right? Right?

"Giwa," Nini's voice snapped me back to earth.

I turned to my little sister who had been sitting with me, at the back seat of my car, dressed cordially in her school sports uniform as we headed to school that morning.

She only blinked her lashes at me, like she was expectant of something.

Lord, knows what it was.

However, after a few seconds of staring back at her well-powdered face with the overly shiny gloss on her full lips as the centre of attraction, I raised a questioning brow for her to speak.

"We've..reached..school..,"

Nini's voice came a bit slower than her usual tempo. With the way she looked at me and slowly waved her small hands to my face, I could tell she was trying to figure out if I was still in this realm or not.

To be honest.. I doubt I was. My mind was long far gone.

"The door..," Nini said again, gesturing akwardly towards the car door that was still shut, by my left.

Well, long story short, that moment was when I realized that we had already reached Castron High.

Infact, I was so absent minded that I hadn't even realised that Bolanke, our designated driver, had already parked in the school's parking lot and had been waiting for us for 'God knows how long' to come out of the car.

"Oh," came out of my mouth as I proceeded to open the car door. Nini stepped right out behind me and we entered the school compound.

It was just 7:19 a.m, so thankfully, the Ss3 Hallway was quite scarce. Not much Ss3 students would be so early to school anyways.

I walked down the hallways, heading to Ss3A. Once I stepped in, I walked into a huge surprise.

Hassana was already in class.

She was there...only Hassana. No one else, but the girl, and that was quite odd because she wasn't one to be in school early.

However, she seemed to be sleeping though. There she was on our row at the back, sitting on her seat and bending her head down on her deak locker. The babe was probably dozing into Wonderland at the moment.

If I wasn't so tensed concerning this whole thing with Ivandor, I would have been laughing out loud. Why would she come to school early if she just wanted to just sleep?

"Hassana, get up. It will soon be time for assembly." I tapped her as soon as I got to our conjoined desks.

I was basically absent minded towards her and all my focus was on putting my school bag in place. Only when I was done had I realised that Hassana hadn't even moved yet.

"Hassana, get up." I hit her harder this time.

What kind of sleep is she sleeping this early morning?

Thankfully, my hard slap caused her to move her body a bit. Sluggishly, to say. If she didn't move again, I would have probably lost my patience and left her in the class.

Slowly, her head was raised from her desk locker and I shuddered in shock at what I saw next.

"I wasn't sleeping," Hassana laughed softly, avoiding my horrified eyes, but I had already caught sight of her face inspite of the cover-up laugh and insignificant denial.

"Hassana, why are you crying!" Was what I exclaimed next.

My girl's face was swollen and red. Like someone that had been pummeled mercilessly. Her eyes were bloodshot, puffed up with visible bags under them, and filled with tears that were already streaming down her face without control.

What the hell?

"Hassana, why are you crying like this?" I questioned, looking at the girl with shock written all over me.

Why was she crying this way? I never ever imagined Hassana crying before. Basically nothing gets under her skin.. come to talk of actually making her cry.

Her reply to my question was a hysteric laugh that shocked me even more.

She was actually laughing..with tears in her eyes and a beaten up face...she was laughing..

She was laughing that her usual overly exxagerated high-pitched laugh, dodging my question in the process, and she wiping the tears of her face while at it.

Jesus, Hassana.

"I'm not crying, okay? I'm fine." She told me as soon as she concluded her laughter. With a wide smile, she took hold of my hand and smiled warmly at me through her now, red eyes that were previously just filled with tears.

Ofcourse, I wasn't stupid. I clearly wasn't buying all this. Did she really expect me to think she was fine?

"Oh, I almost forgot!" She clapped her hands in her usual enthusiasm.

Without giving me a chance to say anything, she stood up quickly from her seat and reached for her small white bag.

I watched her in confusion, a smile still on her pretty ivory face, as she searched for something in her bag.

"What are you_,"

That was all I could let out of my mouth before Hassana whipped out a small camon camera from her bag.

What?

She literally sprung from her seat, making me even do same in alert.

Leaving me still watching her, she hopped towards the window at the back of the class. I watched still as she fondled with the heavy curtains there, doing something with so much vigour.

"Hassana, what are you doing?" I just had to ask.

She only answered me when she was done.

"Setting up a camera to catch the fool that's always stealing my books!"

There was so much seriousness, dangerous anger even, in her eyes as she said it.

I mean, it actually made me want to step back and.....

Laugh.

I laughed, Jesus!  I was really laughing at that point.

Was this what all these was about!? Someone stealing her books? Really?

While I laughed my ass off, Hassana feigned fake annoyance and walked past me with a playful scowl on her face.

I just shook my head at her and left the class to see her waiting for me outside.

I needed a good laugh and someone like Hassana was sure to give me one.

However, for some reason, I had a weird feeling about today.

That even heightened when Ivandor walked into the class after the morning assembly without even sparing me a glance. He didn't look angry. Not at all. Just neutral...but the fact that he didn't acknowledge me, unsettled me.

Class after class went by. I kept glancing at his seat every chance I got.  He sat there on his seat, with an empty seat that Krisdana should have been on demarcating him and Yure.

I instantly recalled Krisdana telling me during the Dynamis that she wouldn't be in school on Monday and Tuesday..today.

Anyways, If Ivandor noticed me staring, there no way to tell. His focus stayed on the teacher every second.

It was until Biology class that one of them on their row caught me staring.

Shade Onam.

She was leaning in a bit on Nova and somehow, like her eyes picked up a stalker, they sharply turned to catch me red-handed.

I didn't look away immediately. Ofcourse, I wouldn't give myself away that easily. Eventually, she had to look away.

The bell for the last two sports period went and my heart dropped painfully.

Everyone in class was packing up leave and go out for Sports, and I tried to focus on packing my stuff up too, instead of watching at Ivandor like a loser.

Almost worked. The only time I got to look at him, Nova and Shade were saying something to him I couldn't make out, and when Shade playfully ruffled his full hair....he actually smiled.

In all honesty, that both surprised and annoyed me at the same time. I mentally scoffed at the scene.

Since when exactly did Shade get so close to Ivandor anyway? When did all that start?

"Giwa." I jolted slightly at Hassana's touch, confusing her with my reaction.

"What's up?" I said, trying my best to sound casual. Against my wish, my eyes moved to Ivandor's seat where I caught sight of Nova and Shade laughing together and leaving the class.

"I want to go to the field oo, are you coming?" Hassana asked me, picking up her school bag and hanging it over shoulders.

"You, go." I said to her, truthfully absent minded. "I'll meet you outside."

She didn't argue. She just left from there, and immediately she was gone, I heard clear footsteps coming at me.

I knew it was Ivandor. I didn't have to look to know. Once Hassana left the class, she left me alone with him.

I felt his presence hovering over me. I still didn't look up, my gaze was fixed on my desk, right until I heard him say. "Hey."

That's when my eyes slowly travelled up to meet his handsome face staring. God, that handsome face...staring down at me with a very, very neutral expression.

"Let's talk."

His voice sounded restrained. Calculated. Like he was counting them. Was that something to be worried about?

I glanced back at forth from him to the curtains behind where Hassana had hidden her camera earlier this morning.

"Outside?" I suggested, and he quickly nodded.

Without even waiting for me, he just turned around and started walking out of the class.

To be honest, the fact that he chose to walk ahead of me, instead of with me, bothered me a lot. I just put myself together and got up from my seat to meet him outside.

I leaned by the wall in front of our class to indicate that this was our stop, and Ivandor, who was already few paces away, stopped adruptly.

When he came upfront to face me, I gulped. He opened his mouth to speak and the first thing he said was;

"I'm sorry for going off on you like that last night."

His plain apology confused me. I didn't understand. Was he or was he not pissed at me?

I couldn't tell. He didn't look pissed. He definitely didn't look too peachy and excited either.

At this point, I just have to ask;
Am I the only one that finds Ivandor hard to understand sometimes?

"Yeah, no issues." I hurriedly dismissed it.

"But, why did you suddenly go offline like that?" I further inquired.

His silence as he looked at me unsettled me a great deal. As plain as that look seemed, I could have sworn that I saw outrage flashing in his eyes for a second.

Or was it just me?

"I got a few texts last night." He deadpanned.

If I may have misunderstood the look I thought I saw in his eyes. The weight behind his voice made it crystal clear that he was not very pleased at the moment. Not even in the slightest.

"Let me read it for you." He said, whipping out his phone from his pocket quickly.

My anxiety rose every second that passed as he tapped on his phone screen. Infact, the way my heart was beating could have been dangerous to my health.

He read out the text for me in a very unamused, dull voice;

"Hey, Ivandor. How are you doing? Giwa told us everything."

He paused there. Face still impassive as ever as his eyes moved from his phone and to my stunned face.

Giwa told us everything? Us?

Without even paying mind to my thunderstruck reaction, he just continued reading;

"Text me when you see this. And btw, you shouldn't go around telling people personal things like that.. especially a person like Giwa. She isn't the most secretive person. You shouldn't trust her like that."

A weight dropped in me and I lost my breath for a second, my eyes nearly bulging out of it's sockets

What is this shit! Was someone playing games with me? Playing games with me and Ivandor?

He hadn't looked up at me yet. His eyes remained on his phone screen, like there was more in it and he was contemplating whether he should read the next message or not.

The hell, Who even sent him those messages? It couldn't have been any of my friends. They wouldn't do that!

Or did they tell other people? Did they?

Ivandor was radiating hostility as his eyes moved back up to me. All the anger he was probably suppressing before, was suddenly evident in his eyes. Clear as crystal.

"Giwa, I told you what I told you because I trusted you." His eyes peered into mine as he spoke and I could feel how dissappointed he was.

"How many people know..," He asked urgently, eyes narrowing in fear as he grabbed my shoulders. His voice came in a strangled whisper as he completed his question, "...about my mum?"

My eyes widened and my sharp reply came, almost as a yell. "Nobody!"

I breathed in. Then, out.

"I didn't tell anyone about your mum, I promise." I said truthfully.

Ofcourse, he would know I wasn't lying. I guess he did. He gave a short sigh of relief as he dropped his hands from my shoulder.

"But you told about my dad." He said. It wasn't even a question anymore. He already knew I did. The look in my eyes gave me away.

"Ivan, I_,"

He shut me up instantly when he looked away from me, slurring inaudible curses and pressing hard into the both sides of his temple in what I perceived as frustration... frustration caused by me.

I searching desperately within me for what to say at that point. I couldn't find my words.

I just stood there and let him do the talking.

"Don't you think I haven't told anyone else about that for a reason? Do you even know how this makes me feel?" He asked me. At this point, he was more of hurt and dissappointed, than angry.

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"The hell, Giwa." He ran a hand through his hair, eyes closed in frustration as he cussed again.. something I didn't hear.

When he looked back to me, his eyes filled with despair. It pierced through me like a knife.... it almost hurt physically.

"I only opened up about that to you because it's you. I didn't expect you going back and telling others about it. I didn't expect that I'd entrust my girlfriend with something like that, and then have one of her friends come asking me about it out of the blue."

I froze at his last sentence.

'Have one my friends asking about it out of the blue?'

Was he insinuating that one of my friends actually...sent him those texts?

"Giwa, tell me." He said, grabbing my shoulders again and looking at me intently.

"Can't I tell you things again and expect you to keep it between us?" His voice was soft as he asked me, like he genuinely wanted an answer for me.

"Who texted you that?" Was all I replied.

His whole demeanor dropped and his eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Huh?"

I got his hands off me as the anger and betrayal I felt started to take over me.

"I'm asking which one of my friends texted you. I want to know who the fucking snitch is!" I lashed out, not even hiding the anger in my voice.

He kept looking at me, a bit of shock in his eyes, like he couldn't believe me right now.

At this moment, that wasn't even my concern. I wanted to know which of my friends would backlash me so brutally in the pretence of fake love towards him.

"Give me your phone." I outstretched my hands to him.

"You're shitting me, right?" He said, shock and amusement laced in his tone.

"I said give me your phone or I'll forcefully take it from you myself!" I demanded still, completely ignoring what he just said. I could have sworn I was ready to fight this boy for that phone this afternoon.

"So that's your prime concern?" He asked me. Although his voice was generally calm. The edge in it caused a moment of silence for both of us.

I broke that silence.

With a calm voice, I repeated. "Ivandor, give me your phone."

"No." He responded plainly.

That 'no' sounded like a challenge. Like he was saying 'touch the phone if you get mind'.

His narrowed look remained on me for a long while. It started to get uncomfortable. The air around us started getting chilly.

"I honestly can't believe you right now." He finally voiced out. His voice was low, but firm, holding massive weight behind it.

My mouth remained shut. I didn't even understand why.

"So, you're really more concerned about who texted me, than how I feel about all this," he asked me plainly.

Ofcourse, It was never my intention to hurt him. But, what does he expect me to say now that it's already been done?

"Doesn't how I feel matter to you at all, Giwa?" He pressed on further, following my eyes closely with every word.

"So, your friends wronged you, but you didn't wrong me at all?"

He stopped talking there. I just stayed quiet. I didn't know what to say to him and an uncomfortable feeling tugged at me.....guilt?

"Ivandor."

We turned simutaneously to one of our classmates, Marcus, who just called Ivandor's name.

The dark skinned boy stood there in his sports uniform, looking at the both of us - furrowed brows and puckered lips, like he was confused or something. He was probably wondering what was going on with us.

"I'm sorry if I'm interrupting anything...," His eyes moved from Ivandor to me, then to Ivandor again.

"The Sports Master has been asking about you, Ivandor." He informed.

Oh right. Ivandor was the Sports prefect. He should have been in the field long before now, if it wasn't for me.

Ivandor turned away from Marcus and back to me. With a dismissive tone, he said. "We'll talk later."

Then, he left with Marcus from there.

I stood there on that same spot watching Ivandor and Marcus' retreating figures. Ivandor did not even glance back at me for a second and I was left wondering whether we were currently in good terms or not. Were we really fighting now?

As I watched their figures disappear, the anger and rage came into me like a demonic possession. Boy, I was raging in anger.

I couldn't just believe it. I couldn't believe that one of my friends would actually go behind my back to text Ivandor and say all those things about me. I couldn't believe that one of my friends would actually wish for me and Ivandor's love to be shattered.

Then it hit me like a truck. The truth. I instantly knew who was responsible for this.

"Giwa, are you okay?"

I instantly recognized the high pitched voice that just called out to me. I turned back with a chest heaving with heavy anger, to face Hassana Alfa.

Prissy stood by her, holding onto her arm. Both of them looking at me with fear and confusion written all over them. Obviously, they were taken aback by my lividness.

"G-giwa..are y-you okay?" Prissy stammered pathetically.

I ground my teeth murderously and she may have noticed. She tugged at Hassana's arm as if to say 'should we leave?'

That exact moment, Nova and Shade walked in on us.

The couple that was formerly all cheers and laughter, stopped dead on their tracks on seeing me, seeing all of us. All the laughter and enthusiasm drained from their systems with a remarkable speed.

"What's going on?" Nova was the one that asked first, moving his confused gaze from me and to Hassana and Prissy still cowering each other.

I laughed a little. An angered, even vicious, bitter laugh that made one of them silently mutter 'jesus'.

"Giwa." Shade's voice was almost washed out as a lot of things started replaying in my head all at once.

That last night at the Dynamis where Prissy texted me with Shade's phone.

Last night in the girls group chat, she was online. She was. Yet, she only read our messages and said not a word.

How she ruffled his hair today in class like their friendship was now on another level.

Then those words she said to me that day. Those words that haunt me every fucking night in my sleep;

"I genuinely hope and pray that he finally realises his god-damn worth and dumps your selfish ass, Giwa Falade."

My whole body shook and vibrated with uncontrollable anger and I swear at this point, I could kill.

"Giwa, what's wrong with you?" Nova asked, his voice had an urgency to it. Like I was growing horns on my head or something.

At that point, my eyes were almost blinded with my murderous rage and they focused on the one girl whose soul aim had always been to ruin my relationship.

Shade Onam.

As far as I'm concerned, Giwa Falade may be mentally unstable😂What do you guys think?

What do you guys think about Ivandor's reaction to the whole thing? Did he overreact? Or under-react?😂 Or was his reaction just balanced??

Who do you think texted Ivandor? Do you also think it was Shade?

Do you think Giwa has the right to get mad because someone snitched? Well, my answer. Yes, infact, I'd be furious. I honestly think the mistake Giwa made was to try to find out from Ivandor who it was..I feel Ivandor should not have been asked that..even if she wanted to know, not from him. It's just a bit inconsiderate and selfish in my opinion.

Let's look at it this way. Imagine you and your best friend killed somebody's brother (Godforbid 😂) Then somehow, the brother of the person you killed finds out..cause someone snitched on you guys and told him. Obviously, you'd want to know who the snitch is but would you start asking the deceased person's brother who snitched on you?...Uhmm..bad idea if you ask me.......🙁😳

Well, this particular chapter was divided into two sha, cause it was getting too long. I don't know, so many things to write and so little space🤧Oya it's bye bye for now Sha😂❤️