Yoooo. Sorry for taking so long🤧💔

So, yeah, this chapter had to be cut in half (again). I don't know why this keeps happening, but oh well, expect Chapter 74b today still.

Oh and yes, I had brought up that issue of plagiarism once again in some previous chapters and it had come to my knowledge that it was a Wattpad glitch. As in, the girl had not actually put everything back like I had thought. That explains a lot since, yunno, she was in school and all. So, she re-tagged me and the changes had been made a long time ago, so as far as that is there, It's fine by me, yeah.

Also, finally. The media above is of Madison Beer singing the American national anthem. I haven't said this before, but I actually pictured Krisdana's voice to be exactly like Madison Beer's voice, especially after hearing the song "Say it to my face" by the girl. That voice literally screamed 'KRISDANA' at me. So, if you want to get a glimpse of what I envisioned our baby to sound like, watch the media above, iyeh❤️

Oh and I_am_Jazzy I have a surprise oo🤗❤️

~GIWA~

As Krisdana had said, Ivandor hadn't shown up at all to school for weeks.

Third term started with a blur. I had never been more disinterested for the start of a new term the way I was, this term. And, I couldn't tell if the lack of buzz in me was on the grounds that WAEC was closer or the fact that Ivandor had become a ghost to me, a mere memory that hurt.

I expected to see him this week, especially since the week had been buzzing with sports activities, but no such luck. He didn't show up for the tournament on Sunday and I didn't see him through out the week.

Not Monday. Not Tuesday. Not Wednesday. And we're already half way through with school today and Thursday isn't looking so promising either. I doubted he would show up.

Apparently, it's exactly what I feared. I may not get to see him, even till we graduate.

It hurt in ways I couldn't explain. Honestly, it just feels like a part of me was gone. No matter how much I tried to act like I was okay, I still felt empty. It still felt like something wasn't right with me. Without me.

And to think that the entire thing could have been avoided if I didn't make such irrational decisions. That's all I ever do. Make stupid choices and decisions. Mess my entire life up.

Sometimes, I just hate myself...

In all honesty, sometimes, I even feel everyone's life would be better without me...

Thinking about the whole thing, my last encounter with Ivandor especially...it still causes me pain. A whole lot of pain.

I started to feel the heart ache I had been subjecting myself to was having a very unhealthy effect on me. So, I constantly force myself to just not think about it. Just for my sanity.

"focus on your priorities." Mum had made it clear to me to not mess up my final exams because of all of this. She keeps warning me.

"You shouldn't even be doing all these, Giwa. All these drama can wait till after your exams, okay?" She had scolded when she noticed how moody I had been lately.

WASSCE...

To think, it's actually just in the next four days..

We have our first paper on Data Processing by 1pm and I could bet Ivandor was somewhere in his room, studying his ass off for a perfect grade. For perfect grades in all his papers in fact.

So, that's what I should be doing too. That's what I've been doing even before now anyways and Mum has warned me not to falter. I'm pretty much taking her advice.

"Are you ready to go?"

I looked up from the books opened on my desk to see Yure standing there, in front of me.

"Is it time?" I asked him.

"About 30 minutes more. It's already time for Break. The other prefects have already started going to the other Senior Blocks." He informed me.

Oh, right.

The School Sports award giving ceremony for the Interhouse Sports that held some months ago, was holding today in the school hall. Apparently, we had to pass down the information to all the students again, just to be remind them to be there on time by 12 sharp.

I quickly packed up my stuff and soon was up, walking with Yure beside me.

"Is it true?" I asked him, suddenly recalling something I had been meaning to confirm.

"Is what true?" He asked me, taking about two seconds to look at me as we walked.

"The thing about the Triple-J?"  I elaborated further. "Is it true they were invited to our school to sing the national anthem for this years' awards?"

He nodded, confirming it for me. "Yeah."

Wow. Apparently, that was what the other Prefects had told me and I thought it was just a rumour. I couldn't believe it. We were actually having the Triple-J - only, but the hottest and most famous boy band alive, at our own school. Wow. 

Usually the Interhouse Sports award ceremony was quite big. Parents, teachers, students of Castron High and even outsiders usually came and the event was huge, always aired live on television too. Each year, different celebrities, singers, were usually invited and paid handsome money by the school to open the act with the national anthem and most times, the celebrities stayed through out the show and acknowledged all our sports stars. Basically, that was why Castron High Sports Stars were quite popular all around Nigeria...at least to an extent. They sort of held a name.

I knew Ivandor had already bagged half the awards in this ceremony today, but unfortunately, he wouldn't even be here to get those trophies in person... Or even have a chance to even meet the Triple-J guys...

Or would he come? Would he?

Hell, I don't know. Besides, even if he does, how would it change our situation?

We're through...

Ivandor and I are through...

I quickly got out of my thoughts, forcing myself to not think about it and break down right now. Not here. Not now. Quickly still, I instantly noticed Yure , beside me, lost in his own thoughts, as both of us walked in absolute silence.

He also looked like he was thinking about something. Infact, he always looked like something was on his mind, eating him up, slowly. Of course, I wasn't the only one going through some shit. Evidently, he was too.

"You're good?" I asked Yure.

He visibly snapped out of his thoughts and came back to earth, turning to me afterward.

"Yeah." He breathed, a tired sound attached to his voice. I didn't need a saint to tell me he was  lying. He wasn't okay.

I didn't ask him why, because I already knew.

Krisdana..

This morning, we had literally walked in on her while heading to the junior blocks to send them out for the morning assembly.

I actually shuddered at how easily Kris had acted like no one was beside me. Like she couldn't see Yure there beside me. Like he was a ghost.

And she did it so casually..like it didn't bother her at all. Just a closer look on here could make you understand that she did care. God knows what was going on in that girl's head. And whatever stand she had on Yure at the moment.

Yure cared about her. That, I knew. He looked devasted everytime she ignored him. He just automatically deteorated. With the speed of light. I started to get scared for him, wondering if he was really taking her distance away from him well. He stayed quiet most of the time, but I knew a fuck load was going on up there. He wasn't opening up to anyone.

People like that should be watched slowly. I just silently prayed for Yure. Prayed he wouldn't do something he shouldn't do... to himself..

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him, unintentionally not minding my business.

"A lot of things." I could have sworn I heard him mutter.

"What?"

"This morning.." he quickly covered up.

I looked at him. "What happened this morning?"

"Aaron.." he said. "He beat the crap out of some Ss2 boy and I'm just thinking about how it my affect my probation..."

Oh, I heard that happened this morning, but I hadn't quite gotten the details of it. All I knew was that Aaron nearly killed a guy and everyone was talking about it.

"How is that going to affect you? You weren't the one who beat the Ss2 boy.." I said.

"Yeah, but you know how this school is. I was there when it happened and I didn't do anything to stop it. It's as good as being part of the assault. And I'm now the head boy so.." he explained.

"Why didn't you stop Aaron though?" I asked, and why was I being so nosy.

"That Ss2 boy deserved what he got." Yure answered, not minding my nosiness. He shook his head afterward, "Giwa, you don't even understand how those boys are. Nothing even moves them. You have to be the worst version of yourself to tame those Ss2 boys."

"I could say the same for their girls.." I butted in. Even if I never really had a problem with handling them, I knew they were difficult.

It was normal. The rivalry between the two sets. I'm pretty sure they hated us more than we hated them. If you weren't tough with them as a prefect, they'll walk all over you like shit.

"Don't worry about your probation thing..." I told Yure. "I don't think what happened has anything to do with you."

He shrugged. "Hopefully.

I smiled, hoping I was able to convince him.

"Sucks to be handing over to them tommorow though." He said, reminding me.

"Post, right?" I agreed, chuckling a little.

Yure laughed softly. "Yeah, It's funny really. How fast time flies, yunno. It seems like it was just yesterday we were in Jss1. We were little and miserable looking and.." he sort of laughed a little, and so did I.

I liked how chirpy he almost sounded as he talked. He sounded like he was genuinely happy talking about this.. with me.

"It still feels like it was even seconds ago we were in Jss1," he was still saying. "and then, boom, all of a sudden, we're all in Ss3. And before we know it, we're handing over our posts to the Ss2s' tommorow, Monday, we'll be starting our final exams, and before we know it, graduation. Just like that, secondary school is over. History."

History...

"It's crazy, really." I said. "Don't you think that's how adults feel too? Sometimes, my dad talks about things he experienced from his childhood and then he's always like, "wow, how time flies." The same way, soon, we'll all be big and grown up and rethink all these things that happened to us and be like, 'how time flies'. Before we know it, we'll be in the university, out of Uni, NYSC, we get married, have kids.."

I stopped talking there..

Get married...

Have kids...

I instantly remembered my conversation with my mum on life partners the other day.. when I asked her if it was possible to end up with your highschool sweetheart and she completely deaded me on that..

"Look, I'm not saying this to scare you, okay? If fate allows it, you can go a long way with that boy, and probably get married, if fate permits. But then, If he isn't the one for you...then so be it. In the end, you will be happy and satisfied with whoever it is you end up with."

Maybe it was possible?

"It's a 2 out of 10 chance, if I'm being honest." She had said.

Why am I even thinking this? Ivandor and I were through. Mum was right after all.

"You good?" Yure asked me.

I hadn't even realised we had gotten to the Jss1 block already. Oh wow.

"Yeah." I responded.

It didn't take too long to summon all the junior students outside. I had called out, with a loud voice, for the entire block to come outside and in no time, they were soon rushing outside their classes to us, all of them, standing and arranging themselves in an orderly manner, awaiting me and Yure's address.

As these kids stood before us, before me, I realised something. Through the look in their eyes, the slight shaking of their hands and imbalanced and unstable postures and unnecessary nervous movements...

They were still afraid of me...

These kids...they were still afraid of me.

And for the first time ever... Their fear actually sickened me. I literally felt sick to my stomach watching them tremble before me this way.

The one thing that ever made me happy about myself, now made me disgusted by myself. This obsession.. this sick obsession..was what had brought me to my downfall.

I didn't want them being afraid of me anymore. I hated seeing them this way. It destroyed me. Instantly, I was painfully reminded of how much my life had turned upside down because of this one sick obsession. My heart hurt like hell, but I warned myself mentally not to cry in front of these kids.

"Good afternoon." I forced the firmness into my voice as I greeted them, a part of it, sounding a bit more weak and less authoritative than it normally would.

I thought it was something that only I could notice, but when Yure turned to look at me, I figured her noticed it too.

The sharp, almost shaky response, "Good afternoon, Senior!" that came from the juniors nearly killed me even more.

Would they just stop this..?

I'm a human being, not a monster...

I found myself not being able to utter another word anymore. There was a knot there in my chest, a painful one that almost made me visible wince. I hated this. I hated this so much. So damn much.

God, I hate myself...

I really do...

I couldn't talk. Couldn't address these juniors. Yure had noticed. He took the wheel immediately, covering up for me.

"Good afternoon." He greeted promptly.

"Good afternoon, senior!" The greeted him back promptly.

From there, he addressed them. I said absolutely nothing. Yure did all the talking.

The School hall was already packed and filled up with parents, guests and some students minutes before the main awards even started.

Holy ground by Davido and Nicki Minaj was lightly playing in the hall as some people walked around, finding seats. The hall looked prettier than usual, nothing too extra but it definitely looked like they had done something to it. The chairs were arranged differently and were all covered with blue material. It looked good.

The prefects were basically serving the role of Ushers, all of us, either standing outside by the doors or inside the hall instead.

One of the doors was solely for the students to come in. That one, Yure and I had to stand in front of it. The other door at the other end of the hall was for the parents and guests.

Most of the students were already sitted - or rather, most of the junior students. I couldn't see any single Ss2 student in the hall yet.

We, the Prefects, had instructed everyone to be here and sitted before the guests and parents arrived and we had told them that the doors for them would be shut by 1:30pm sharp. Still, Ss2s' clearly didn't give a fuck.

As soon as the time hit 1:30 on the dot, Yure closed the doors and we both stood in front of it. Minutes after, we were greeted by a flock of Ss2 boys and girls who were arriving late, standing there and moping at us, as we stood in front of the door.

"Go back." Yure told them straight up, plainly.

They started to murmur, looking at Yure as if he had grown a second head, not actually believing that he wasn't going to let them come in.

"We're coming from the clinic.." One of the female's there had said. I nearly laughed at the pathetic excuse. I knew it was a blatant lie. Yure didn't even act like he heard anything.

"Why are you coming here by this time?" I asked them all firmly.

Of course, no one could say anything. No one had a reasonable answer. No one of them.

I was going to flatly dismiss them and act like they were non-existent like Yure was doing, but them I saw that Stella girl amongst them. Stella - that Chika's sister in SS2 who was running for Head girl. Yeah, that one.

I wouldn't lie that I wasn't dissapointed seeing her there, but I just sighed and shrugged it off, deciding to let her in the hall anyways... just for Chika's sake.

But then... I figured releasing just Stella would be a bit unfair...

"Yure, let them come in." I said calmly to him, in a way that only he could hear.

Of course, it'd have to be okay with him first having he was the one who closed the doors and were making them stay outside. It'd be rude if I just release anyone just like that.

He adamantly shook his head. "These guys were told what time to be here. That time's up. They'd either stand here till they're tired or go back to their classes."

"So, guy, we won't see Triple-J?" An idiot Ss2 boy remarked and Yure didn't answer.

Sad. They wouldn't see them today. However, I was certain they were showing up for our last social evening, soo..

"Okay, what about the girls?" I asked Yure. "We can release them.."

He looked at them, the Ss2 boys and girls, one last time and just nodded his head. Opening the door slightly, he called out, "Go in. Only the girls."

Stella waved a good-bye to the boy she was with, before stepping into the hall with her set girls, not forgetting to smile at me as she got in.

Bottom line, Triple J didn't eventually show up as rumoured...

I mean, it was already minutes to the official opening of the awards and I was about to start panicking, having there was no one to start off our national anthem for us.

All of a sudden, Chika and our clique popped up in front of me, all girls, smiling and beaming widely at me and nearly scaring the shit out of me.

"We have the national anthem covered, Head girl. We just wanted permission from you!" Chika said to me.

Woah..she seemed so excited..

"Um..okay? What about Triple-J?" I had to ask.

They looked at each other, exchanging knowing looks that made me instantly figure that they knew something about why Triple-J wasn't here.... And somehow.. were connected to it?

"They're taken care of." Soma chirped in. "Sooo... Can we??"

"Umm..sure sure. We're running out of time, so do what you can." I told them and the girls literally hopped away, leaving me wondering what on earth was going on.

I watched, actually somewhat amused, behind the happy girls as they took off, and just shook my head at them.

Lord knows what they were up to...

I sure found out sooner.

As everyone was sitted down in the hall, waiting for the official opening with the National anthem, I saw someone walking up to that stage with a microphone in their hands.

I actually raised a brow.

That dark brown beautiful big hair, tanned flawless skin, neatly ironed and clean uniforms..

Really? Was she the one Chika and her clique had in mind??

Sharon?

Sharon Fejaun?

Ivandor's little sister was singing the national anthem for this awards???

Cameras', spotlights, focused on her as she was the centre of attraction for the media right now. I already started hearing massive applauses coming from where her classmates were sitting. Screams and applauses filled up that entire area and when she smiled, taking her stance a bit nervously, on the middle of the stage, the applauses spread out through the entire hall. All the classes, all the parents, all the teachers, all the guests, everyone was clapping for the little girl on the stage.

I clapped too, taken unawares, surprised and confused at the same time at what was unfolding before me.

I turned to Yure, who sat with me on high seats that were reserved for us where the school officials sat, as the head Prefects of course.

"Can Sharon sing?" I asked him.

"I don't know. I swear, I'm also confused.." he responded, sounding just as confused as I was too.

"Ivandor should have mentioned something to you guys in the past about his sister being able to sing," I insisted.

"That's the thing. He never. That's why I'm confused.." He replied.

Oh mehn..

God please let this girl really know how to sing... She can't embarrass herself on live TV..

I honestly prayed to God for her sake.

The drums started first- the drums for the national anthem - and we all stood, hands on our chests, in honor of the anthem.

Sharon held the microphone with both of her hands, almost grasping it, tightly even, like she was scared it was going to fall off from her hand.

I panicked. I nearly fainted.

That mic! Isn't it too big for her?

Why is she carrying it like that? Is it also heavy?

Is Ivandor seeing this? Is he here now? Is he watching his sister?

Sharon opened her mouth to sing the first line of the National anthem and I closed my eyes.

🎶 Arise, oh Compatriots..

I opened my eyes.

Wait..that wasn't actually..bad?

🎶 Nigeria's call obey..

Okay, okay, not bad. Wasn't exactly perfect, a bit breathy and inaudible, yeah, but she didn't sound bad. Not bad at all.

🎶 To serve our father land...

🎶 With love and strength and faith....

Okay, okay, getting better. Still a bit breathy, not bad. Better than she started.

She honestly looked like she was scared. Nervous, actually. It shipped into her voice. She sounded like she had potential to be better.

Cheers got louder, the applauses got louder. Sharin sang the next part of the National Anthem.

🎶 The labour of our heroes past...

Okay, Jesus. Where did that voice come from?!

My eyes literally went wide in shock at how quickly Sharon's voice had switched from a beginners' singing voice to a classic proffessional.

🎶Shall never be in vain...

I blinked. Stunned. Awed. Her voice was like a mixture of liquid gold and a water fall. I couldn't quite explain it. It was high, thin, very thin, like a thread, and still had a slight thickness to it. She sounded like Alessia Cara and Ariana Grande mixed in one voice, with just a drop of Halsey in it. I don't know. She sounded amazing. I was impressed.

🎶 To serve with heart and might..

She literally screamed that part, stunning us all with an unexpected high vibrato while singing and dragging the 'serve' and adding a beautiful, somewhat addictive sound into the rest of the lyrics as she flawlessly hit them at the notes she wanted. And high notes, if I just add. Still, never singing off, but making everything fall in well and sync with the key that was being played for her.

🎶 One nation bound in freedom...

The crowd was already on fire, applauses and screams, cheers, thundered everywhere, shaking up the entire hall and the pretty girl who was stunning us with her voice now smiled a confident smile at the crowd.

🎶 Peace and Unity..

Her last lyrics were officially a drowned out by the cheers and everyone stood up from their seats clapping.

Funny enough, this isn't what was supposed to happen. Everyone was supposed to stand at attention from the beginning to the end of the song, but we couldn't be blamed for losing ourselves, right?

The co-owner of the school was around and had to shake Sharon's hand on the stage. The media was focused on her, on them, as he had proclaimed her 'the little girl with the big voice' and went on to give a whole entire speech on the girl's name.

I wasn't attentive through out the entire awards, but Ivandor and Prissy sure bagged half the awards, just as I had predicted. Although, I never saw him for once coming out to get any and they kept all his awards for him. I guessed he truly didn't show up after all.

Krisdana was right. He was truly intent on not showing up in school till it was time for our final exams.

Anyways, the entire things was done with roughly around four in the morning and the entire hall was quickly rowdy.

I had barely had time to leave the hall after the awards was rounded up. I had just stepped out of the hall when two girls from my set - Ziba and Dera - who by the way, I was certain do not usually relate with each other, stopped me.

"Hi." Ziba spoke first, waving softly, surprising me with her calmness, which I knew was a contrast to her normal nature. Dera, beside her, said absolutely nothing, even if she looked like she wanted to say a lot, but didn't know how to.

I looked at them, worried, a bit scared at why the girls would suddenly want to see me of all people.

"What's up? Is everything okay?" I asked them.

Ziba took my hand, grabbed it actually. "Come with us, fess."

And that was how the over active girl had dragged me along with she and Dera, until we were at the other end of the back of the hall that was a lot less noisy and filled up with no other students, but the three of us.

"Should I be scared?" I asked them, visibly tensed.

What the hell was happening?

"No, no." Ziba said, calming me immediately. "I just.." she looked between she and Dera, gesturing ".. actually we just wanted to ask you something, G.."

"Ask me what?" I inquired from them.

"H-Hassana.." Dera spoke for the first time, very, very hesitantly.

My heart actually dropped. Stopped beating for a split second.

"I-I don't understand.." my voice came up weaker than it was supposed to.

"I don't understand.. w-what's wrong with her?" I asked them, visibly tensed, scared as hell.

"Nothing, nothing!" Ziba suddenly came in, jumping in to calm me once again, placing a hand on my shoulder gently.

"Nothing, Giwa. Don't be scared. Don't be scared at all." She was saying to me.

However, her efforts to make me calm weren't even working. Not one bit. She had already succeeded in making me scared as fuck.

"What about her, then?" I asked the two of them, my voice higher with fright, adamantly refusing to hear anything else or listen to Ziba who was calming me down.

"Nothing, Giwa. Nothing, I promise! We just wanted to know the last time you had talked to her, that's all. " Ziba said to me.

The last time I talked to Hassana..

When was the last time I talked to her?

"I didn't want to say anything on this, but I git worried when I wasn't seeing her in school anymore. I don't know if it was because of your fight with her or the other stuff going on with her.." Ziba was saying.

Other stuff going on with who?  Hassana?

"I wanted to tell you to take the matter seriously though... You and your friends should get justice for her, that's all.." She was still saying.

What the fuck? Is it okay to be lost af? Because I am confused as hell. God knows I have no clue what Ziba is saying right now.

Justice for what?

"Yunno, the whole thing happening to Hassana. Actually, what's been happening for years now, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.." Ziba went on.

No. No. I don't. I do not know anything happening to her..or whatever the hell has been happening..

Jesus..I suddenly got more scared and tensed up, impatiently waiting for Ziba to hit the nail on the head.

"And look, I know it's not my business, okay?" She was saying. "... but you guys are her friends, you shouldn't have been silent about the whole thing for so long. For that long. It's not really fair that Hassana had to constantly go through all that with her aunt for years now.." Ziba said to me.

Wait..what the fuck?

What the fuck is she talking about?

Silent about what?

"I'm talking the constant date rapes her aunt has been setting her up for years now just for the selfish purpose of getting more money for her stupid business..." Ziba elaborated, visibly even annoyed as she said it.

"Jesus Christ, what are you saying!? I don't understand what you're saying, Hephziba!" I exclaimed, shocked stiff, horrified, even.

The darker girl looked at me, unbelieving, eyes wide in total shock at my reaction.

"It's not possible." She shook her head.

"What's not possible?" Left my mouth.

"There's no way you guys didn't know." Ziba was saying. "There's no way, Giwa. I'm sure she told you guys. You're her friends, right?"

I looked at her. Eyes opened wide, mouth slightly agape, refusing to believe I was really hearing her right.

Hassana.. she..she never told us anything. Never.  She never even talked about her aunt...or her seemingly non-existent parents.

A lot of things about her weren't known to us to even think about it

But, Jesus Christ..

Date rapes? Date rapes??

Wtf, Hassana. Why wouldn't she tell us about that? Why wouldn't you, Hassana?

So, that's how her aunt makes an extra living?? Setting her niece up for date rapes!?? Wtf!

It's not possible!

No, It can't be possible! How could Hassana constantly go through that and laugh that much, play that much, jump around and socialize that much!

How could she be so good at pretending? Acting on a regular like nothing is happening to her. Like she was living her best life. How!?

No one is that good at covering up. No one! It's not possible. It just cannot be.

And for years now? Years? This could have been probably be happening for a long time. Even before I met her? How long has it been going on, really? How long has she kept that away from us?

How much more has Hassana been hiding from all of us.. Just how much??

And for God's sake! Where the fuck was she!

"Have you tried visiting her?" Ziba asked me.

"I..I..we don't really go to Hassana's place. We've never been there before.." I confessed.

I earned from them eyes that nearly bulged out of its sockets. I think I heard Dera mutter 'what the fuck'.

"No, no, she never lets us. I mean, many times we want to, she declines. She'd rather come over than have us come to her. She always kept saying something about her aunt not liking visitors around.." I explained.

"And you didn't think something was a bit off about that?" Ziba asked.

"It's Hassana we're talking about. Jumpy, playful Hassana Alfa! She would be the last person any of us ever thought had problems!" I said.

That was still a stupid excuse.

If anyone had to be there for Hassana, it had to be me. I didn't do that. I practically judged her and her life by how she made everyone see it.

...just like how nearly everyone was doing with me once upon a time....

"Everyone has one problem or the other, Giwa." Ziba said to me.

Now, that's clear enough...

"I'm starting to feel bad for even mentioning it even.. Hassana probably didn't even want a single soul to know anything." Ziba said.

"How do you know then?" I had to ask her.

She sighed, looking at Dera beside her and smiling softly. "Long story."

"Hassana didn't tell us anything." Dera told me. "We just felt the need to find out...like Ziba said, it's a long ass story."

I looked at Dera, a bit confused as to why she would even care about Hassana. I mean, she was always part of those Class F girls who hated my Clique like the devil...so what happened?

"There's a lot you don't know about Hassana's though.." Dera said to me.

Really.

Dera sighed, recalling something I guess was unpleasant. "I mean, a whole lot. That girl is..." She blinked, widening her eyes for a second and even if she didn't give an adjective, the oook in her eyes screamed the words, "Woah. Crazy asf....Scary?"

Hassana?? Scary??  As in, the Hassana I know?

Oh hell no. Wrong adjective. I probably misread that.

"Anyways..see you, G. Wish Hassana a happy birthday for us too when you reach her!" Ziba said, suddenly smiling, chirping and waving me off before leaving with Dera.

Did I hear her correctly?

Birthday?

Hassana's birthday...

I quickly looked to my phone screen to check the date for today.

2nd April

My heart actually sunk.

It was Hassana's birthday... And I couldn't even remember on my own. I had been so caught up with myself and my problems to even keep track of the dates. How couldn't I have figured it was ger birthday. She NEVER forgot mine, no matter what.

No matter what...

Date rapes..

She never forgot my birthday. Even when it seems and it's clear to me that she had been going through so much.... A lot more than I even probably know..

Yet, she was always there for me. With me. Her problems never stopped her from being there.

One stupid mistake. One bad, but stupid mistake she made and I already judged her and forgot everything in seconds. I made up my mind she was a horrible person..

In reality, that was the only mistake Hassana had ever made. She always had been a good friend.. always. Even if I can't understand why she did what she did, why she had sent that text to Ivandor, I really couldn't... it still didn't change the fact that she ALWAYS had been good to me. Always been there and always supporting me.

In all honesty, I felt like the bad friend here. She didn't tell me anything, yes, but knowing her the way I thought I did, I should have picked up the littlest signs. I never told Hassana my problems, yet everytime I had one, she somehow made me feel better. She wouldn't know what the problem was, but she'd still figure I wasn't alright and do something about it. She paid close attention to me... I clearly never did same.

I only kept wondering how bad things must have been for her. Wondering if there was more I didn't know about. I only wondered.

One question kept haunting me; Where was she?

Asking questions wouldn't get me an answer. Not at all. I knew exactly what to do and I didn't waste any time at it.

I dialled Hassana's line.

I have to rush and go to school now, so bye tilll evening. Expect Chapter 74b then. ❤️❤️❤️

Oh and yes, The TRIPLE-J are one of our fictional naija celebs from the book "SHATTERED HEARTSTRINGS' by  I_am_Jazzy , soooo follow up ooo!!! This isn't actually the main collab with me and Jazzy oo, Triple-J will be making a mad ass appearance in the later chapters. Anticipate!!❤️❤️❤️❤️