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~ACHA~

Shock?

Amusement?

Disbelief?

Man, I wasn't even sure which one I felt as I went over the list, displayed on the screen of the strange phone in my hand, for the hundredth time yet.

Chika's dare task.

Soma's dare task.

Dabeluchi's dare task.

Ebere's dare task.

Ebube's dare task.

Each one of them either surprised me, left me unspeakably stunned, or terrified the shit out out of me and I just wondered .... the heart, the bravery,  the .. audacity?

So many things were wrong with this list.

So many, many things were wrong.

"Chika's own caught me off guard the most, though," JJ spoke.

I begged to differ. Chika's dare task wasn't even the most alarming thing on this list.

"And it was actually all thanks to her that I came up with this plan to spice it up for them," JJ told us, "Just a little," he pinched an imaginary lump in the air to emphasize, and something about the way he said it didn't sitting well with me that instant.

"What the fuck do they even mean by this 'Dares and Pledges'?" Jagun asked.

"Isn't it self explanatory?" Kingsley frowned at him.

"I still don't grab why someone like Chika would even agree to something like that. Why would she, the Miss Independent of the set, want to engage in something like this..?" Another guy made a comment and I knew he was talking about Chika's dare task specifically.

I actually raised a brow.

I mean, sure, what was on that list for Chika to do, was way out of her character.. but seriously? Are these guys really just about to focus on only Chika's dare task? Out of EVERYTHING on that list?!

"Yeah, I thought Chika was into all that feminist trash," Another guy commented, irritation evident in his tone, and when I thought he was going to spit in all his disgust, he didn't.

"Exactly," Someone else came in, "So shouldn't this be contradicting that her nonsense 'I don't need a man in my life' motive." He hissed, dismissed something in the air, "All these yeye fenmist, abi feminists are just confused, abeg!"

"I swear, guy. Real clowns, man!" JJ made sure to comment, not forgetting to laugh about it, "Have you seen the girl's IG page? Omo, I fit blind from clownery. All these girls just like to feel too high and entitled. What's the point of feminism anyway? Trash!"

The rest of the boys were quick to agree with JJ. All of them, began throwing in their points of view, like they had been waiting a lifetime tobget to voice out their opinion on this topic.

"I mean, who are they decieving? Are they going to be the ones to be paying the rent or providing for the family?"

"For real, Bobby! Feminists make my blood boil!"

"My guy, leave them! It's when their eye will open, they'll see how much they need us!"

"Or when Konji kee dem there!"

A loud burst of laughter exploded into the air and filled the entire room at the last thing that Kingsley had said, the boys couldn't have been able to laugh more hysterically.

"But guys oo..." One of the guys took the chance to speak up, the one who had been wearing the red cap all night.

"Maybe Chika's friends put her up to this? Maybe it was their idea," He was saying, "She doesn't seem like someone who'd willingly do something like this on her own accord. Something that has to do with... a boy." 

That fact actually surprised me, yeah, but nothing still makes it a guarantee that Chika's dare task was the most alarming dare task on the list.

It wasn't even close. I only wondered why the boys were hinting specifically on that very dare task.... Why it bothered them this much.

"But do you guys know how we can take advantage of this over Chika?" JJ got all the attention again.

"To me.." he continued, gesturing, hands to his chest as he spoke, "this her dare task may leave her vulnerable for us to do whatever we want with her."

What the fuck was he even saying?

"But..." Jagun chipped in, "They were very specific in the list whom Chika is supposed to be.. I don't know..  getting sexual with."

"Exactly," The red cap guy came in, "She wouldn't let anyone else get close to her except MadMan. He's the one that the list clearly asked her to go for."

MadMan? Oh, hell, the way these guys nickname our classmates is just unnecessary.

"I know that, that's why I got everything mapped out already," JJ smiled proudly, coming in to answer the boys' questions.

If only he could get his own studies all mapped out like this.

I wondered why JJ was so serious about this. It almost seemed like he had an immature, low-key beef with Chika that we weren't aware about.

"I got his phone too. Madman's phone," JJ started explaining.

Wow. He really mapped this all out carefully.

"I dropped his shit back before he even noticed, and I already texted Chika with his phone, to fix an meet up. So, now, Chika has a text message in her phone from MadMan, asking her to meet with him to talk," JJ air quoted the last word as he spoke, I could see how much he was looking forward to whatever he had planned out.

I had half a mind to leave... But a stronger, more curious part of me, wanted to hear the end of this.

"Ofcourse, I deleted the message from his phone, because there's no way that MadMan  can know I used his phone to text Chika, and I figured since she and MadMan are already good friends, she wouldn't feel sketchy about meeting up with him, you grab?" He went on.

"Omo, guy, when did you do all these ones?" One of the guys had to even ask JJ, who laughed, shook his head, and responded, "Guy, you don't understand, when you want something done that bad, you gats get to serious work!"

Why he was so intent on whatever he had going on in his mind...?

"Okay so chill, Chika is supposed to meet MadMan in Room 50, on this very floor.." JJ continued, "And obviously, he won't show up because he knows nothing about this shit, so this is the fun part, guys.."

I don't know why I got extremely uncomfortable.

"We are the ones going to be showing up," JJ said, "We are going to be the ones leashing out a little surprise on our little feminist Queen instead."

Goosebumps formed on my skin.

I understood what JJ was trying to say.

Godforbid.

"In my opinion, Chika would be quite easy a prey," JJ had this smile, curving slowly at the corner of his lips. A smile that was everything evil and sinister, and for the first time, I looked at JJ and he looked like an entirely different person to me.

Godforbid.

JJ continued talking, revenge and resentment, mixed with a sick, sick, psychotic joy, glaring in his tone as she spoke, "This whole dare task fiasco will leave her in our mercy, guys."

God forbid.

"And just IMAGINE what it'd be like having, in our possession, an 18 rated explicit video of our sets' most stronghead feminist! Man, that's going to be epic! I'm talking about mega epic shit, this will go down in history!"

Sean stood up, absolutely disgusted.

"Acha, stand up. Make we leave this place." He was blunt, didn't even waste any time, showing it to everyone that he wasn't having any of this shit.

And boy, neither was I.

Sean and I made for the exit.

"Yoo, guys, chill!" JJ rushed to reach out immediately.

He literally sprinted towards us to stop us, reaching out immediately...  to Sean. Specifically.

He didn't touch me, he touched Sean. Only Sean.

However, the latter literally jumped away from his touch, an extremely disgusted expression like JJ's hands were covered in maggots, couldn't leave his face..... I knew at that moment that I wasn't the only one who saw JJ differently at this point.

"I swear to God, if you touch me!" Sean warned JJ, stilling the entire room completely with a loud growl of a voice.

JJ kept his distance. Surprisingly. He backed up, cleverly moving away from Sean.

However, he wasn't afraid. What I saw in his eyes wasn't particularly 'fear'. It almost looked like desperation, and a slight bit of that immense respect I always saw in his eyes whenever anything had to do with Sean.

He almost looked like he couldn't care too much about me. But at the same time, he wished there was a way to diffuse Sean's rage, and make him stay instead.

Sean glared at JJ specifically, acknowledging absolutely nothing, not the respect, not the desperation. It wasn't his business.

He pointed at accusing finger at JJ, furious. "You're planning to rape a girl and you think I'll stay in the same room with-"

"No, no, it's not rape-"

"Shut up. I'm not done talking. Don't fucking interrupt me." Sean hissed acidly at JJ who kept his mouth shut again, swallowing his words.

"You want to rape a girl, JJ. Has it gotten to this?" He measured his glare on the kid.

"It's not going to be rape, just hear me out," JJ was still trying to explain.

"I'm not hearing any shit out. A bunch of you want to jump one single girl and come out with a sextape, and you're telling me it's not rape. That's Gang Rape! And oh God, I will not even hesitate to expose all of you!" Sean said to JJ, said to all the boys.

Fire broke lose in the room and when some of them got on their feet to charge Sean, JJ looked helpless, trying to calm the angry boys behind him, desperately trying to get them not to reach Sean.

"Guy, watch your mouth oo!"

"You just talk anyhow, one-day you'll cut your last straw!"

"Na because of JJ we dey leave am so, he dey talk too much nonsense!"

Sean was quick to start throwing 'fuck you' and 'Come and beat me' at the already, raging boys, and I saw a fire, starting here before it even broke out.

"Sean, let's just leave." I held onto him.

He was resisting me as I tried to pull him along, and God, I wondered why this boy didn't let unnecessary fights just go. If these guys jumped us now, we wouldn't stand a chance. We were by far outnumbered, and yet, Sean somehow thought he was the Rock or something.

"All of you dey form gang boys, abi? I don report una finish! Rapist bastards!"  Sean shouted at all of them, and I saw myself stepping in, joining JJ to stop the boys from getting to him and breaking his neck, but Sean wasn't even taking a hint.

"If you want to stop me from reporting you, shoot me. Shoot me oo!" Sean wouldn't stop this.

"Can you behave yourself, let's just leave!" I literally screamed at him, but he refused to pay me any mind.

"Man, can you just chill! Nobody's going to shoot you!" JJ moved to Sean, who threw his hand away, in disgust, as it accidentally grazed his skin.

"We aren't all ganging up on Chika! Only one of us is going to her, and if she doesn't consent, we back off, simple!" JJ shouted now, he just had to shout too, as though he wanted Sean to get it into his head.

"And if she does? You keep a sextape?" I had to speak up at that point. "No matter how you put it, JJ, it's still fucked up."

"Brah, it won't even work." Sean was certain, literally dismissed it. "Why would Chika consent with any of you fools? See big dreams. She'll fucking break your nose. It's like you've forgotten the kind of girl we're talking about?"

JJ looked frustrated. "That's the thing, we're all not barging in on her like psychopaths, naw! Only one of us is going to have to go in, and Chika isn't going to be forced to do anything she doesn't want to. It'll only be effective if the the person we pick can make her consent with him."

Then you make a video...?

Could JJ even hear himself?

"All of you are sick," Sean shook his head, pointed to JJ and said, "I hope you keep up this energy when it's time to gather up enough cash for a nose job, brah."

JJ raised his hand in a gesture of surrender. "Oh, hell no. I'm not the one going it, I'd be dead meat."

Oh, wow.

"It has to be a guy who doesn't have a problem with getting the ladies." JJ went on.

Sean was literally looking at JJ like he was an irritating clown.

I mentally scoffed. Challenged for some reason I didn't get, and a part of my mind, pushing aside the glaring matter at hand.

'A guy who doesn't have a problem with getting the ladies'.... Oh, please. I'd love to know who. Like anyone else in this room could ever.

JJ decided to hit the nail on the head. "Like Acha."

I choked. On absolutely Nothing. I literally just choked.

"Excuse me?" I looked at JJ. Blinked.

A part of me knew this was going to happen. Why did it still take me off-guard?

"Wow, JJ. Wow. So that's how quick you are to offer your own friend to death." Sean scoffed, shook his head, and right after deciding he had had enough, turned around and signalled for the both of us, to leave.

Hold up...

Something about that statement Sean made.... triggered me.

I didn't go with him. He stood there, confused, probably wondering why.

In as much as I wasn't, in any way, supporting this little plan JJ came up with... I failed to properly understand what Sean meant by that comment he just made.

Was he implying that I was incapable?

Did he really feel I wasn't enough for Chika?

Was that what he was trying to say?

"C'mon, Acha can get any girl he wants, naw," JJ was quick to rub the wounds of my bruised ego.

Sean looked unconvinced, and a part of me wanted to throw curses at him.

"Hahh. Is it not Acha again?? Name one girl this guy has gone after that rejected him. Name one! Just one, abeg!" Another guy followed up, and even with the look on his face, I knew, I saw, I could even feel the level at which these guys had placed me highly.

I didn't know how to feel. I felt absolutely sick for liking the praise, but I couldn't help it.

And he was right. Yes. He was right and Sean was wrong.

I could get any girl I wanted. Feminist or not. Chika Chioma or not.

The guys went at it, at once. They burst into a series of praises that lifted me above Sean's degradation. I don't know if they were trying to spite Sean, or hail me, but whatever it was, I loved it.

They were feeding my confidence, massaging my ego, and reminding me just how much I was to be looked up to as a person. Reminding me of how much they thought I was the shit.

They didn't stop. Reminiscing on past times when - according to them-  I easily got the most difficult girls... None of which were a lie, of course. It felt good. So good. A petty part of me wanted to scream 'That would show you' at Sean.

"Guy, come first." Sean said to me, and whatever pulled me to heed, I don't know.

A part of me wanted to decline, wanted to stay and prove my worth to these guys ... But, no. I guess a bigger part of my subconscious wasn't generally comfortable with the air of this environment, even if it lifted my confidence at the moment.

Sean and I stepped out of the room, and only stopped walking when we were in the middle of the hallway, atleast a five-step distance away from the room.

"What are you doing?" Sean asked me, folded his arms and looked me dead in the eyes.

I was confused. "I don't get.. What am I doing?"

"You know exactly what you're doing, Acha." He spoke again, narrowing his eyes onto me this time.

I had no idea what this confrontation was supposed to be about, yet Sean's look on me was stern, like something I did wasn't sitting right with him.

Then, that was the thing.

What did I do..?

"You were about to give in back there." He stated ever so plainly like it was a damn fact. Plainer, stoic eyes fixed on me as out came from his mouth, his own plain thoughts.

I was deeply offended.

"Excuse me?" I tilted my head as I looked at Sean's face closely to decipher if he was being serious right now.

"Don't even deny it, brah. I saw the look on your face, if I didn't get you out of there, you would have gone along with JJ and his twisted plan to rape a girl."

I stepped back at Sean's word that was equivalent to a punch in the gut.

He didn't even bat an eyelid to show he acknowledged how offended I was at his words.

"Why would you think that, Sean?" My voice was barely a croak, as the hurt, the pain, the feeling of betrayal and every negative feeling I felt at Sean's accusation, sipped into my own voice, weakening it's firmness, against my will.

If Sean noticed that, he didn't care.

He only kept running his mouth, spewing out harsh, hurtful words that friends should never say to each other.

"So you're a rapist now, huh?" He started, spitting that directly to my face, slamming a chainsaw into my heart, without giving a care in the world.

"You don't see anything wrong with anything those guys want to do to Chika?" His bitter tone made me visibly wince, and I had to cut him off there.

"I can't even believe you would even think-"

"Deceit." Sean didn't even let me finish, "Decieving a girl by making her think she's going to meet someone she's made plans to meet-"

"You don't even want me to land, you're just-"

It's like we were in a battle on 'who can cut the other off more' because just as I had cut Sean off, he did same to me immediately, rubbing me off whatever I was about to say.

"Then what next?" He took the mic, "You show up out of the blues and appear in there with Chika, and do what? Touch her? Kiss her? Do your shit and see how long it takes for her to realise that it's you that's making out her, and not the person she thought she was going to meet? And you believe that isn't sexual assault? You want to go along with that?" Sean's voice had an edge to it that wasn't there before.

"If you're not going to let me speak, you can atleast just reduce your voice, guy-"

"Brah, that's RAPE!" Sean got even louder, threw his hands in the air, not even having it at all. "Acha, you're indirectly just going to take advantage of her ignorance, sexually, and get what you want from her. Have you even thought of what it'd be like for her when she realises what's going on?! Especially when she realises she got filmed? C'mon, you can't be that insensitive!"

My saliva thickened, a lump formed in my throat, and the silence between us after Sean's reaming,  threatened to render us both deaf.

He sounded like he had already seen me do it.

And Jesus, the thought of him, even envisioning me, doing a thing like that, triggered the fuck out of me.

I looked away from Sean's heated glare, and focused on the dark tiles on the ground as I counted to ten under my breath, praying within me that I'd have the patience to not drill a hole in his face with my fist.

I only spoke when I was calm. And thank God, he didn't stop me this time, because I would have gone apeshit crazy.

"I wasn't going to agree to anything." I told Sean, said it directly to his face,  "And I can't believe you'd even think that low of me, Sean. You're supposed to be my best friend."

"I know you, Acha." There was a way that Sean said it that made him sound annoyingly certain. "I know you more than you know yourself. You were going to agree with those guys."

That's not true.

He doesn't know what he's saying.

"I can't believe that you honestly believe this shit would even go down well. Do you really think Chika will easily just give in, because it's you?" Sean literally scoffed as he said that to me, and the disbelief in his tone, annoyed me more than it should have.

I looked to him, measured his look. "I don't understand what you're heading at, Sean."

"I mean you must be out of your whole goddamn entire mind if you think that every girl is going to be the same," Sean was quick to rant.

My silence may have probed him to continue.

"I mean.. What in the name of Hades fuels that thick skull in that big head of yours with the sick, delusional belief that you can get a girl like Chika Chioma to get sexual with someone like you?"

Sean stabbed multiple knives into my lungs, drove a bulldozer into my body, shot me three bullets in the heart, and collapsed the building on what was left of my damaged pieces... Just with those words that left his mouth.

I wasn't even breathing when I barely found my own words, leaving my mouth in a hazy, unclear, choking sound, "Excuse me?"

"Wise up, brah. Don't be daft." His head tilted as he aggressively tapped a finger into his temple, to gesture.

I still wasn't breathing.

"Don't let those guys deceive you oo. You're not some Cupid or shit. You're good-looking yes, Smart yes, but you're not every girl's type, and you'll never be. Certainly not the type for a girl like Chika. I mean, brah, if you could get that girl to fall for you, I'll chop my balls off. I swear it, I'd loss my fucking manhood!"

Sean looked unbothered, sounded even more unbothered, as the words rapidly left his mouth.

There was a screeching in my brain.

And just when I was about to scream at Sean..

"I can get anyone I want." I told him, shocking even myself with the calmness of my tone.

I knew it. I was majorly saying that to reassure myself, than to assure Sean. I knew.

I can get anyone I want.

Yes. I can get anyone I want.

That's what they all say.

That's what the guys say.

That's what everyone else believes of me. Because I'm special in their eyes. I'm worthy. I'm one of a kind.

I can't be rejected for that reason.

I can get whatever I want. Everyone else thinks so. So that's what is true.

"No, you can't." Sean said to me.

Sean's voice sounded different.

"You can't get anybody you want, Acha. That's not how it works."

Sean's voice sounded very different.

Or was it just me..?

"No," I shook my head, stepped back, refused to accept the nonsense he was saying.

"That's a fallacy. An unattainable dream. Utopia ambition. Dangerous self deciet.. You can't do it." Sean went onn, looking me dead in the eyes and spitting out his truth to my face.

"No.." That's not true.

I stepped back, away from Sean, who by now, started triggering memories of words that I constantly forced myself to get immune to everyday.

You can't do it.

You can't do anything right, can you?

You can't just do anything well, what's your use?

Why aren't you better than him?

Are you cursed? Why can't you be the star? WHY CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING, RIGHT?!

"Are you okay?"

Sean's hands almost touched my shoulder, I moved away from him, pushed his hands off me.

"Fuck you!" I barked at him, meaning it from the depth of my soul.

He didn't flinch at my verbal attack.

"Fuck you. Fuck everything you just said to me, fuck and your friendship as well. I hate you!" I don't even know why I was so triggered and angry, but I let my words flow out of my mouth, threw words at Sean to break his own spirit, just as he did to me.

Sean only blinked, looked at me, completely unfazed by my words.

"You think you're any better than me, huh?" I continued, "With your stupid ass bipolar attitude and your loud ass irritating voice. You think you have the right to say all those shit to me, like you're any better? Can you do anything right?" I cackled now, bitterly, "Fuck you guy! Fuck off! I hate your ass!'

I was literally screaming at him at this point.

And I kid you not, Sean's face was the same; unbothered, untriggered, unfazed, unmoved, completely and totally relaxed, like my words had zero effect on him.

As a matter of fact, he looked like he wasn't even getting the point of this, like he didn't even understand that I was trying to hurt him back, just the same way he hurt me with his own words.

And it was getting frustrating. It was like I was viscously throwing stones at him and he was failing to move or feel the impact of the pain, from my attack.

That's when it occurred to me. That's when I remembered;

Words had no effect on Sean.

Not a single effect.

Good or bad words, they barely bounced off him like a trampoline. You couldn't appease or demoralise Sean Ayomide with ordinary words. It was a bloddy waste of time.

You can just imagine. As much as Sean could totally break you completely with his words, you couldn't just do the same to him. You just couldn't.

Idiot.

I turned my back on him, and started walking away in all my rage.

"BRAHH, WHY DO I FEEL LIKE YOU'RE ANGRY WITH ME??"

I wanted to turn around and scream out a big 'FUCK YOU',  but I chose to bottle it all up, and act like I didn't hear Sean.

"I'M NOT GOING TO RUN AFTER YOU OO!"

Idiot.

Idiot bastard.

"DOES THIS MEAN YOU'RE GOING AHEAD WITH JJ'S PLAN?"

I can get anyone I want.

I can do anything I want.

I am capable.

I didn't answer Sean. I kept walking.

"LOOK, I HEARD CHIKA CAN REALLY THROW A PUNCH OO!"

I completely ignored Sean.

"I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE VEXING OO, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SAID, BUT NO MATTER WHAT GOES DOWN WITH YOU AND CHIKA, WE'RE STILL BROS' OO!"

I wanted to throw my shoe at him.

Idiot .

"EVEN IF SHE GIVES YOU A BLACK EYE OR SCATTERS YOUR NOSE, I'LL STILL BE THERE FOR YOU, BRAH! JUST GIVE ME A CALL, YOU HEAR? I'LL ALWAYS BE THERE!"

Fuck you, Ayo.

I reached out to slam the door in rage once I got out of the hallway, but there was no door. It was just an open doorway, and I kicked the innocent wall in all my rage and frustration.

Idiot!

He's just an idiot!

I took in air into my system, but nothing seemed to calm me down at all. Nothing. Not a single thing.

All that overwhelmed me was a sickening urge. A powerful, choking, maddening, irrevocable, irresistible urge...

To Prove Sean Ayomide wrong.

READ THE A/N OO!!

Before I talk, before you read on, I want you all to comment a short summary of your evaluation of Acha and Sean as characters. And yeah, JJ too.

Now, your theories are clear; Lemme brief you all on a few things. Let's start with Sean.

I'm sure you all have noticed a few things about Sean like his brutal honesty and loose tongue, possesiveness, and unnecessary boldness. Well, Sean almost seems like he's not even a human being to me honestly 😂 And now, we've learned something else about him... that he doesn't even get affected by words either. So, this should go on to make you know that Sean's senses of feeling and emotions is practically.... Numb.

Why do you think this is so? And how far do you think this may go to mar him?

Look, you will love and hate Sean. Sean will make you happy, yet make you very angry too. But all in all, do not judge, he's a good guy, he's just not the nicest person around, but he's extremely good at heart. Sean may be the most complicated character in this book and I just cannot wait to break him down for you guys!!!

Then, Acha... I know some of you may be occasionally annoyed at his feeling of entitlement and pride, as well as his unnecessary ego and madness to look good in front of everyone constantly.

I think I may have to warn y'all not to judge any character just yet...💔

Imagine we didn't dig into Dabeluchi's family to make you understand why she was the way she was; Always paranoid, scared of people, extremely insecure, a bit aggressive, and just well, everything about the way she is. Y'all may have wondered what kind of human she was, but since we see things from her family too, we are more understanding of her.

Acha is very messed up too. He's an extremely nice guy, and tbh, there's a LOT about this character y'all will get to learn, but I'm taking it bit by bit because he's a little but too complicated a character for info dump, lol.

I can't wait to dig in to him too for you all to see and understand why this character is the way he is. It will all make sense to you after I'm done.

And JJ? Well, I'm sure you're like 'The guys an idiot, he's a bastard," and yeah, you're right, he is, but let's not forget he is a kid who was brought up very poorly so he's bound to be a complete mess. And well as realistic as I try to make my characters to be, we know that no human is all bad. JJ may be 97% bad, but I promise you there's a 3% good in him that may make you less aggressive with him and almost feel bad for him. JJ could have been a much better person if he was brought up better, but... Oh well💔

Next update is tommorow ❤️