So sorry for taking so long 🤧
Tbh, this chapter was trying to gimme headache, so I had to realllyyyy take my time and be satisfied with it before posting. Sooo, it was worth the wait. Hope you love it🤗🤗❤️❤️❤️

This chapter is dedicated to Rihanna_Adedeji for coming to remind me 😂❤️ Sis, I didn't forget, I promise 😂❤️

Oh and for all who may have missed the announcement yesterday.. Ivandor's little sister's name has been changed from "Sharon" to "Jasmine"❤️

Let's move..........🥃🥃🥃🥃

~GIWA~

I dialled Hassana's line.

.. and waited for it to ring.

I stood there, staring at my phone, until her line actually started to go through. It was ringing. It was actually...

Hassana isn't available right now. Please, leave a message..

What the_

Voice mail?!

Oh, Jesus.

I tried the number again. The exact same thing happened once again. Went straight to voicemail.

Voicemail? Hassana would never do that. She was always on her phone. Always. So, how and why could she suddenly set ger calls to voicemail? What is she really up to?

No. I had to reach her somehow. This wasn't sitting too well with me.

I tried the number again. Still to no avail. It went straight to voicemail once again. I actually frowned at this.

I decided to drop a text in her inbox. I didn't waste time opening it and in seconds, I texted her;

Where the hell are you and why are my calls going to voice mail? Let me know when you see this, please call.

I hit send. Still, I wasn't satisfied. Something in me wasn't still settled.

I went on to whatssap to check her out, not even sure why, but hoping to see something that would help me explain things better to myself.

Yooo, Giwa and Hassana's last convo on WhatsApp 🤭❤️ (Either ignore the wattpad notifications or pretend Hassana also reads Wattpad 😂❤️)

Last seen on the 7th of March??

Jesus Christ!

7th of March...? That was roughly around the time that all these shit had gone down, all the fall outs and everything..

You mean, since then?? Hassana had not been online on WhatsApp!? What the fuck?

What had she been doing then? What exactly had she been doing that she could not come online? I didn't know Hassana to be someone who shut herself off Social Media for any reason. This wasn't making sense to me at all. Not one bit.

I already started panicking.

Breathe, Giwa, breathe...

"Check her Instagram," my instincts told me.

I hadn't been online in ages. Maybe this was all just intensified in my head. Maybe she hadn't disappeared. Maybe she was totally okay. Maybe she had even posted something of recent and I hadn't seen it because I hadn't gone to insta in forever.

I tried to calm myself with those words. Slowly, hesitantly, I logged into my Instagram app anf typed her Instagram handle, slowly, fingers trembling.

@sana_alfa

I waited, heart beating, as it loaded.

Load faster, damn, load the fuck faster!

Her page finally loaded. Thank Heavens!

Hassana's page, lol. This is fun lmao. It's fake oo, I made it.

The very last picture she had posted on her page.. I remembered the day she took that picture. That was sometime during the Dynamis Trip One of those times she had put it on her agenda to meet up with that Amir guy we had met from Trinity Academy. She had eventually posted the picture a day after it was taken.

But... Chill. So, her last post was during the Dynamis Period? Since then, she hadn't posted anything else?

What the hell? That was.. strange. Very..very strange.

I found myself getting even more tensed up, scared as shit. I found myself texting Shade and Prissy immediately, not even wasting another second.

"Have you talked to Hassana? I can't reach her!"

I forwarded that text to Shade and Prissy with my hands, pounding dangerously in my chest.

Breathe, Giwa, Breathe...

I breathed.

I walked. Walked out if the lonely, depressing, back-of-the-building venue I was freaking out in and more into the open, heading towards class to get my things and go home. Maybe I'd tell someone about this. Someone who could help find her or look for her or something.

I got into the Ss2 Block and walked down the noisy, full hallway, like I was in a daze. Like I wasn't even part of this world.

Classmates wrre all around. It was roughly around four or to five, and even if they looked kike they were about to leave, back pack hung on their backs and everything, they still hung around in tbe hallway, talking and laughing in their small cliques and everything.

I walked past everyone, quietly heading straight to my class, not even in the mood or right head space for anything extra.

I walked into my class and headed straight to my seat, trying to block out the loud noises the art students were making, fighting the urge to scream at Sean and Acha, their ring leaders, to just tone it down a bit.

I wouldn't waste anytime leaving. All I had to do was pack up my stuff for home.

"Jesus, Sorry!"

I was immediately cut off by the urgent screamed apology of one of the guys and my head immediately went up to see what happened.

At the front of class, I saw Krisdana nearly losing her balance and falling off, but Acha was quick to hold her before that happened and Sean was the one, looking shocked and sorry at the sake time. It was easy to figure that he was the ine who nearly pushed Krisdana down.

God, those boys...

"Abeg, shift!"

Krisdana shouted, hissed, and slapped Acha's hand, pushing it off her body with a scowl on her face. Acha winced in slight pain, massaging the part of his hand that was hit and looking like he wanted to laugh, but was daring himself not to try it.

I couldn't believe it. I actually laughed at the silliness of the scene. I didn't think anything was anything was capable of making me laugh, but I guess I was wrong.

Krisdana walked towards her seat side and placed a giant school bag on her laps to start packing books in it.

I instantly recognised the bag. That was the same bag that Ivandor was using the last time I wanted to talk to him. The one that I knew wasn't his'. So, it probably belonged to Krisdana..

Wait... Why am I even thinking about such insignificant information? The hell?

Krisdana's eyes immediately went up from her desk locker and didn't waste time to land on me. The halfcaste girl's eyes lit up immediately as a smile spread across her face.

"Hi!" She waved at me. I laughed a little and waved back at her.

"Come. Come." She called out, gesturing with her hands and firther proceeding to dust off imaginary dirt of the seat next to her.

I was momentarily confused as to why she would want me there, but when she pressed on, I had to go and meet her, taking the seat she was dusting off for me and sitting on it.

"Did you see my cousin up there on that stage, today?" She started, proudly blowing off imaginary dust of her nails.

"Oh, nothing. I just felt like bragging about it!" She shrugged, that playful pride, never leaving her tone.

I actually laughed. Was that why she called me here? This girl!

"I didn't know she could sing that well." I commented.

"Me too!" She laughed, hitting the desk.

Wait, is she for real? She didn't know??

"Even Ivan was shocked." She said.

Ehh? Did I hear her correctly?

"Ivandor was here today?" I just had to ask.

"For barely five minutes actually.." she responded.

Interesting.

"He didn't want to come." She told me.

".. but, when he heard that Chika dem were making his sister sing the National anthem for the awards, Oh gees, man nearly got a heart attack!" She laughed.

How did those girls even discover that Sharon could sing? How do those girls have so much connection with junior students, even!

"We were all there backstage with Jasmine actually. And we had to hear her sing before letting her on that stage. Chika and her friends will not rest until they give somebody stroke!" Krisdana was saying.

And boy! Was she happy today.

"How are you, na." She asked me, nudging my arm slightly.

I laughed at how she sounded.

Had I ever mentioned that Krisdana had a slight american accent laced in her 'supposed' Nigerian tongue? One everyone had gotten so used to that it almost became normal in our ears even, and therefore, wasn't really talked about much.

Infact, I used to hate it so much in the past, because I genuinely thought she was just trying her hardest to sound and act Nigerian.. but for it to have lasted this long, maybe, truly, Nigeria was actually, really having an effect on her, I guess.

"I don't know, Kris.." I genuinely told her, deciding instantly to open up to her about what happened .

"Hassana has been unreachable." I said.

She scowled, confused. " As in, Alfa? I don't grab. Unreachable, as in, how?"

"She hadn't been showing up in school since forever, you know, naw, and then, I tried to contact her today and it didn't go through.." I explained.

"Um..well, what if she's not coming to school because of exams. A lot of classmates have been doing that.." Kris was saying.

"I don't know why I don't feel that's the case." I politely cut in.

"I mean, Hassana literally dissapeared off the surface of the earth. Just like that. She wasn't picking up my calls and when I looked her up on social media, all her 'last seens' were dating way back, as in, between February and March. It's not making sense to me." I said.

Krisdana stayed quiet for a while, tenderly looking into space, sort of absorbing what I just told her.

"That's... Scary.." I finally heard her mutter, whisper rather.

Yeah, no shit.

"Have you talked to your friends about it? Do you think they have an idea?" She asked me.

"In all honesty, I don't know. I really hope they do. I texted them anyways. You know Shade hasn't been in school most of last week and this week, and Prissy.. I think she left early after the awards, so I just left a text.." I told her.

"What of her parents? Her mum? Or dad? Have you called them?" Krisdana inquired.

I don't even know who they are...

"Her parents don't live with her." I answered quietly.

"What about her guardian? Anyone? She definitely lives with someone, naw?" Kris pressed on.

Yeah, she does. Her shameful aunt who sells her nieces' body!

"Kris.." I suddenly breathed. "I don't know, I don't want to talk about that with you. It's way complicated.."

"Um..okay, okay, sure.." she said, nodding in understanding. "Sure, that's fine."

Thank you.

"Hassana may be fine though.." she told me.

Hopefully.

"Like, if she weren't, literally everyone would know. God forbid, but if anything drastic happened to her, somehow, people would find out. She had been out for weeks and no report. That means she's good.. I guess. I don't know.." she was saying.

No, I get it.

When I got assaulted, people found me. People who didn't even know me and I was rushed to the hospital before my mum finally got to me.

The same way, even if Hassana's aunt didn't give a shit about her, if anything serious happened to her, someone would know somehow and do something about it too, right?

Right?

If so, why does that still not settle me? Why do I still feel the need to find her?

"And besides, a lot of classmates do that shit. Suddenly go MIA when it's time for exams. Some even delete Social Media. I mean, Hassana may be one of the people taking this WAEC exams too seriously. See, naw? She even wrote jamb. I saw her in the hall of fame, sef. She's probably crawled up in a blanket reading her ass off or something.." she was saying.

Makes sense.. to an extent..

"Ivan's doing the same thing too.." she told me, sighing. "That boy wants to kill himself with book. I've washed my hands off his case, On God!"

I figured. I figured he'd be studying his ass off. Even he knows his priorities.

"How is he though.." I asked Krisdana.

She actually hesitated a little before answering. A kind of pause that made me worried.

"He's okay." She finally answered.

Really..

"He's just.." she continued, looking like she was thinking of a way to put her words.

"He's just more quiet than usual." She said.

Oh.

"Anyways.." she sighed, dismissing the topic and returning to her packing.

She didn't ask me what happened between us and I was grateful. But then again, knowing how close she was to him, she may have already probably known everything. He may have already told her everything that happened.

We were going to say more, or rather, she was. But the moment Yure stepped into the class, her entire happy attitude deteorated quickly, immediately. Right before my eyes, Krisdana's whole demeanor was beaten down and compressed. Shoulders slumped, face fallen, and if depression was in human form, it could be her right now. The girl went from sunshine to storm. And fast!

Yure literally paused where he was, in front of the class, standing there and softly holding eye contact with Kris for a moment.

I watched how she kept eye contact with Yure, watched something dark like rage slowly growing in her eyes as she looked at him. However, whatever it was was dominated by the deep sadness that overwhelmed her eyes visibly.

She looked away from him and to her desk, whispering to me, "Giwa, let's leave this place. I can't breathe."

"Kris?" I called out to her, softly. She didn't even answer. She just started rushing, hurrying with her packing and I only watched her.

Yure carefully, hesitantly, stepped into the class and walked quietly to his seat, just right next to Krisdana and she literally paused.

He did too. He also paused, sort of after she did, looking back for a moment at her. I could see the look in his eyes as he watched her act that way because of him. He looked remorseful. Regretful. Deeply sad.

He looked broken, really. But... Then.. In Krisdana's favour.. Yure actually broke her first.
In reality, she had no obligation to feel bad for him. I felt bad for him, yes, I doubt she felt so for him too. If she really did, then hell, she was an amazing actress.

Yure looked like he wanted to say something.. to Krisdana. But then, when his mouth opened, no words came out. He closed it right back.

Yure.. just go..

That's what he needed to do right now. But he looked like he was hesitating to. I couldn't blame him. I felt like I knew his pain. That pain of having to lose someone you love. It was the worst.

As much as he needed to just leave Krisdana alone, I knew it was difficult too. It was too difficult for him to just stay there and watch her hate him like that.

Maybe he should have thought of that before doing what he did, yeah? But, he already did it and now what? Putting everything all on him and dragging him for it, especially when he clearly was sorry wasn't going to fix anything.

Just like me, just like everyone else... Yure was also human. With perks. With flaws. The fact remains he was human. And what makes us even more human is when we make a mistake and are sorry for it.

"Kris.." I heard him call her softly.

"Don't even." She was straight with him. Eyes suddenly hard and face, darkened.

I watched Yure's eyes break even more as she spoke, a soft sigh left him, a tired one that made it clear to me that he was weak from all these.

I felt bad for him. Kris didn't. I couldn't blame her. She had no right to. God knows how bad, or even worse than him she felt.

"Giwa, you don't understand what Yure did to me." I remembered her words.

Maybe, I really don't understand...

Maybe, I really don't understand what Yure had actually done to Krisdana

Maybe, I don't understand the gravity of how much what he did had affected her. ..

Maybe he didn't even know. Maybe no one really knew. No one, except herself..

We may never all just understand fully what Kris was feeling. How bad this was for her....

"Kris.. I.."

Yure was still there, talking to himself apparently, because Kris didn't even look like she was listening to him.

"Kris, just hear him out.." I wanted to say, but I didn't say it.

"I'm not coming here to ask you to take me back, Kris. I know I don't deserve that much from you..." Yure was saying, getting closer to us, her, and placing his hand on her desk.

Krisdana got her hands off her desk, like she was avoiding his hand touching hers' by mistake. Yure noticed what she did and gently got his hands off the desk.

"Kris.." He stuttered again.

"Yure, please shift." Krisdana said, folding her hands, still not looking at him. Yure obeyed, backing away slightly from her, in an attempt to give her her space.

He still didn't leave. He stood there, looking at her with softened eyes that were thregtening to tear up at her hostility, blinking more frequently and letting out shaky breaths, mouth opening and closing over and over like a fish. Either he was falling short of words or intensely hurting and somewhat shaking, painfully having to deal with his reality right now.

Krisdana proudly didn't give a shit.

Jesus..

I looked away from him, from them. This was too painful to watch. Too fucking painful. I couldn't watch it.

"Kris, I know I messed up and I shouldn't be here telling you shit right now.."

No response.

My heart broke at how tender and fragile his voice sounded as he talked;

"Your hatred for me is something that's difficult to come to terms with. I know I deserve it. I deserve everything that's happening right now. I shouldn't have lied to you for so long and played with you.. or your heart.. or your feelings.. I shouldn't have done the things I did... You didn't deserve any of that. You didn't deserve to be treated that way and I should have known better."

She didn't move.

"Kris, I'm deeply sorry. I'm not asking you to date me again. I wouldn't even dare ask that right now. I just want you to forgive me...your resentment literally tortures me everyday and again, I know, I deserve it, but I can't live with myself knowing how hurt you are because of me...."

He was literally baring his entire heart out to her, but sadly, all to no avail.

"I know.." he still went on, refusing to give up. "I know what I did was terrible. What..What..I..what I did was stupid, it-it was wrong. I was stupid, Kris, I...."

His voice trailed off when he painfully realised everything he was saying was falling on deaf ears.

Krisdana remained unmoved, arms still folded, eyes straight ahead, blatantly refusing to listen to what he was saying.

"Kris.." his voice was a broken whisper.

Krisdana didn't move.

Yure stood there for a while, watching her sadly, looking like he was thinking of what to do next. Wondering what on earth he had to do to get her attention, to get even if it was the slightest bit of her sympathy.

The next thing he did literally shook me, shook even Krisdana, as she suddenly went wide eyed in shock and looked sharply to Yure.

Yure was literally on his knees, completely breaking down in front of the girl.

"Kris, I'm sorry.." he said to her.

"Yure, stand up, people are watching us." Kris said, urgently, shock still all over her.

Truly, she was right. I was so caught up in what was happening that I didn't even notice that our classmates, including those art students that were making a whole hell of noise, were all silent, all eyes, focused on Yure and Krisdana.

It was hard to watch. It literally hurt to watch them. He literally stayed there on his knees, for a long time, begging for her forgiveness and refusing to give up, desperately trying to get an answer from her.

Krisdana wasn't saying anything. Although, no matter how much she tried to conceal it, I noticed it. The small traces of pity, sympathy, softness in her eyes as Yure was literally breaking more and more at her silence. I noticed her eyes tearing up. She wiped off the tears immediately, almost making it seem like she was trying to force her emotions to stop faltering.

She ended up saying absolutely nothing to him. After spending a long, hard painful time on the ground there, Yure looked like he was giving up, slowly, slowly.

"Krisdana.." he said with shaky breath as he wiped off the tears that were dropping now on his face.

The way he said her name... Like he was saying it for the last time. Like he wanted to savour it one more time.. one last time.

Krisdana turned away from him and I saw her, once again, wipe off tears from her face, infront of me, like she didn't want him to know she was crying. She didn't want him to know he was having an effect on her.

Yure let out a long, shaky breath, one that made me know that he had finally given up.

He found back his self respect and got up from the floor, grabbing his back pack and walking out of the class, ever so quietly.

Immediately he left the class, Krisdana broke down into full blown tears, covering her face and crying out so painfully.

"Kris.." I pulled her into my arms as she cried so heartbreakingly. She cried on me, in my arms, and I tried to calm her down, holding her dearly as she broke down completely on me.

"Giwa, I can't. I can't forgive him. I don't know why.." she kept telling me, whispering it to me softly as she cried. I kept whispering back to her 'its okay' over and over, trying my best to calm her down.

That night at home, I laid quietly, on the big couch of the living room. I had turned off the TV because I needed everything to be silent, peace and quiet for me.

Today had been a long, stressful day. However, I found myself too worried about a lot of things to even think of going to bed.

I couldn't even be in my room right now.

I hated being alone. These days, I absolutely hated it. Being alone made me think a lot. A whole lot. I hated it.

So, you see, it was worse being alone in my room even right now. A whole lot worse. So, well, I find my solace somewhere else. On this couch, for example.

Hassana..

Shade and Prissy had texted back, both girls equally confused as to where she must be.

I had switched off my phone. Confused and frustrated, wondering what I should do next. Wondering if Kris was right about her cutting off everything because of exams.. hoping she'd text me or something..

I don't know..

Her case gives me the worst fright. I had even tried reaching out again to her when I got back home, but all to no avail.

I don't even know what to think anymore.

Especially since what Ziba had told me today..

Date rapes? The hell? Shw had always been going through all that??

God, I really hoped she was okay. How would I find out? How could I know?

I suddenly didn't feel any anger towards her anymore. Not one bit. Surprisingly. I mean, I don't know why she did what she did and I may never be able to fully understand why... But a lot of things about her weren't adding up right now...

"Are you coming to help us make dinner or are you just going to stay here and sulk?"

I turned my head to my mother.

She was standing there on the last step of the stairs, holding by the hand, Nini, who was already in her pink pyjamas.

"I don't want to stand up from here." I quietly responded, hugging my blanket and cozying up more on the couch, looking away from them.

"Giwa, don't make me go judo on you oo. Stand up!" She ordered me, playfully, but seriously at the same time.

I knew her too well. She could laugh like that and do wrestling match with me this night and I wasn't ready for that.

I obeyed her.

I groaned, outwardly, grudgingly and lazily getting myself off the couch and making my way towards them, holding tightly the blanket that I was covering up myself with.

Mum smiled at me as I came towards her.

"You look like you haven't slept in ages." She observed me once I was in her front.

I do?

Oh well..

I mean, why wouldn't I? When my life was a stupid mess right now. Was there any reason to really sleep well?

"Is it about that boy again?" She looked at me.

I hadn't updated my mum on our last encounter. Apparently, she still thought I was killing myself over the fact that he wasn't replying my texts.

I couldn't let her know his issue still affected me. She would scold me and give me a hundred and one reasons why I shouldn't be thinking about that when our final exams were so close.

"What boy?" I heard myself reply.

She raised a brow. "Oh come on! You know who I'm talking about!"

Then she went, "That boy you like. The mixed race star player and academic scholar!"

I laughed softly. "His name is Ivandor, mum."

"I probably won't ever get to remember it." She dismissed with a wave of her hands.

I actually laughed.

"So, about him? What's been happening though?" Mum inquired.

"Nothing, mum." I answered.

"Oh, come on, baby You came in here last Saturday with a swollen face. Is it because I decided to not disturb you that day?" She said.

Last Saturday...

That was the day I had talked to Ivandor last..

The day we broke up....

I suddenly deteorated. With a speed that even shocked my mum. She suddenly looked worried. Extremely worried. She held my shoulders gently.

"Giwa, are you okay?" She asked me.

I shook my head, looking away from her as I sensed the tears tickling my eyes, blurring it, threatning to spill.

"Mum.." My voice came of a strangled whisper and Nini rushed to hold my arm, hugging it to calm me down, resting her head on it silently.

"Giwa.."

"He broke up with me." I told her the truth, breaking down completely and letting my tears roll out, now beyond my control.

"Oh my, come here, baby!" She pulled me to herself, resting my head on her chest as I cried softly. Nini never left my arm alone. She squeezed gently, trying to calm me too.

"Giwa, it's okay..it's okay, do you hear me?" She said to me, holding both sides of my face with both of her hands, looking me in the eyes.

I nodded, trying my best to cry anymore. I didn't want to. I promised myself I wouldn't.

"You know what I keep telling you, okay, Giwa?" She was telling me, still holding my face and looking intently at me.

I nodded, sniffing in trying to redeem my now blocked nose from crying. "Yes, mum. My priorities. I know."

"Good girl." She said, hugging me again.

"But mum.." I said as we pulled out again.

"Yes, baby?" She asked me.

"There's another problem..."

I read the 'what' in her eyes.

'Hassana.." I told her.

She scowled, confused, tilting her head a little at me, "What about her, sweetie?"

"I-I can't reach her. Could we somehow contact her aunt and find out what's happening with her?" I asked her mum.

"Umm..okay, sure...I haven't talked to that woman in ages now, but I guess I could give her a call..." Mum was quick to sync her words with actions and she whipped out her phone immediately.

However, she hadn't had any time to dial in Hassana's aunt number. Almost immediately, her phone rang out loud, disrupting her in the process.

She scowled, looking at her screen, muttering, "Who is this?"

I wanted to ask her what was happening, but she picked up the call and placed the phone in her ears to listen before I even had the chance to.

"Hello?" She spoke over the phone. Aconfused look was plastered on her face as whoever it was over the line was saying something to her.

I wanted to butt in, but I forced myself to stay quiet, listening and watching her on the phone.

"Umm..no...no.."

Hmm..

"No, my daughters are here with me. I have three daughter. Two are here and the first one is in school. I doubt she'd be there. It's not possible."

What? What's she talking about? Who is she talking to? Be where? Who's asking about us?

Mum walked away from us, suddenly getting tensed up by something they were telling her over the phone. I started to panic.

I watched her pace about the living room, quick nervous steps that made me worried. Very worried. My anxiety was creeping in. My dread was starting to rise up.

"Mum?" I called out to her, but she put out a hand, indirectly telling me 'chill', before returning to the phone call, listening, scared, tensed, making me feel very, very unedged.

"Hassana? Hassana Alfa?" I heard her say over the phone.

My heart actually dropped.

Hassana?? Hassana? Was she talking to Hassana? Was she?

"No, no..I'm not Hassana's mother.." I heard her say to the person on the phone.

I figured she wasn't speaking to Hassana..

My anxiety didn't waver still. I was still shit scared, wondering what the hell was happening.

Who was she speaking with? And why would they think she was Hassana's mother?

"Yes, she's like a daughter to me.." Mum was saying over the line.

True. Hassana always called her 'Mum'.

But what was this all about? Why was someone talking about Hassana over the phone? What were they saying??

"Wait..WHAT?!"

Mum's exclamation almost gave me a heart attack. My saliva thickened instantly, throat and mouth became dry. My heart was hurting from it's dangerous pounding. Even Nini beside me had to jump at such shrieking coming from Mum.

Mum's eyes were wide open in terror, mouth dropped as she listened over the phone. Her pacing became faster, more nervous, more tensed...as she listened over the phone.

I couldn't even feel my heart anymore. Or my body. I was shaking now.

What the hell were they telling her about Hassana!?

"JESUS CHRIST!" I heard her scream again.

It was a painfully loud scream that destroyed me. Made me feel chills running through me. My heart nearly exploded. My hands were shaking on Nini. Nini's breathing could be heard clearly. She was scared too.

"Giwa, what's happening?" She whispered beneath me, softly, scared stiff. I was too scared, too tensed, to even give a reply to Nini.

"Jesus Christ..God forbid.. Godforbid.." Mum kept muttering her exclamations over the phone, making me shiver more and more every second. I thought I was going to die!

What in God's name was going on!

Mum hung up the phone.

"Mum, what happened! What happened to Hassana!" I screamed, not even wasting a second.

She didn't answer. She seemed to still be in shock for a second or two, blankly staring into space.

She quickly walked off afterward, as fast as she could, first to the centre table, and I watched her forcefully, sharply grab her car keys on the table.

"Mum!" I screamed, more scared than I ever was before.

She turned to us sharply, lips twitching, eyes still wide in horror and urgency. "Giwa! Nini! Get into the car. NOW!"

Nini and I stood watching her in sheer horror. She didn't even wait for us. She didn't. Without saying another word or wasting her time begging us, she walked straight ahead towards the living room exit and dissapeared through the doors as fast as she could.

"Nini, let's go!" I grabbed my little sister's hand immediately, dragging her along with me, both of us, following my hysteric mum outside the house, literally running after her.

"Mum!" I screamed as soon as I saw her outside, rushing towards her car. "Wait up!"

Nini and I had to run even faster to catch up. Mum seemed like she wouldn't have answered us and just drove off to wherever the hell she was driving off to. We ran faster, catching up with her before she got into the car.

"Mum, please tell us what they told you!" I begged her as we all were seated in the car, hands, fidgetting, refusing to co-operate, as we tried to put on our seatbelts.

Mum started the car engine, finally sparing a few seconds to explain the whole thing to me.

"Hassana.." she started, sighing heavily, eyes straight ahead on the road.

What... happened..

She turned to look at me, eyes filled with fear and worry.

"Hassana was found in a hotel room, lying unconscious in a pool of her own vomit. She had refused to respond since then and they just rushed her to the emergency ward in the Town Hospital. That's exactly were we're going now, Giwa."

Ummm...gulp😟 6 chapters to go. #lies down on hot burning coals and stares blankly into space..

Don't kill me please, let's relax😂❤️ It may not turn out to be as serious as it seems.. um, hopefully..

Okay, so about Yure and Krisdana.. it destroyed me, writing that scene. I don't know.. these kids sha😪🤧

If you look to the media above, you'll see the 'picture' Hassana supposedly took on one of the days of the Dynamis when she had it on her agenda to go and see AMIR ALEIKZANDER AZIEL FROM THE GOLDEN SERIES BY dheenmah ❗❗

If you're not excited about those two, I am oo😩😩😩😩❤️❤️❤️ Y'all should anticipate Amir and Hassana's short story in STARDUSTS by dheenmah. Me, I don't know what she wants to do, but I'm shouting oo. I'm mad oo. I can't wait to see what Hassana was sneakingly up to with Amir. Yes, Hassana, you thought you could be secretive, abi? We don catch you now😋😋 Dheemah is going expose you and Amir ooo!!!

Lmaoooo!! Okay, okay, also anticipate the third book of the Golden Series by dheenmah. For all who don't know, the first book is "When Golden Souls Collide" and the second one is "Nothing Gold can stay". "STARDUSTS" is a spin off of just one of the characters in the Golden Series, Amir, and his side of the story... His point of view and now, we get to get a glimpse of Hassana Alfa in it!!!

The third book is coming out this December and it's going to mostly feature around that Dynamis era so get ready to see them all, Giwa, Ivandor, Yure, Nova, and Hassana guest starring in the third book!! Can we get a hallelujah!!!❤️❤️❤️

dheenmah chop kiss!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️

Expect an update whenever. We finally get to see our Hassana baby😶❤️