It was Sunday already, and I didn't want next week to come, while also wanting it to come. Since I was still feeling the love, or what so ever I felt for Khalid, I didn't want next week to come. But, I was scared of what might happen, so I did want it to come.

No religious activity was taking place or mentioned about. It was another free day for us. A day for us to do whatever. I had asked Khalid why, and he had said that they didn't want any clash in interest, so they made no provision at all. He said his dad was a traditionalist, while his mom was a Christian, and that since he was born he had never seen them allow their belief clash or cause trouble.

Tosin was on her bed operating her phone, while I was on mine listening to music and thinking of how I could get something eatable to my room without going out. Making me realizing that, the only thing I didn't like about the camp was that, they didn't have any delivery service. Ugh.

Khalid had wanted us to meet up, so we could continue our discussion of the day before that day, but I really didn't want him finding out about my Joseph past, and how I haven't been able to really fall in LOVE. Because, his story had made me stay up all night replaying his words of how he hadn't been able to be in a stable relationship until me. I began to wonder if that was the same lie he told the girls before me. Something told me he was genuine, while another told me he wasn't and it was all a game.

"Busy?" Tosin asked in a low tone, one could almost not hear her.

I did, so I shook my head. "Not."

"Can I ask you a question?" she asked, making ne seat up on my bed as I turned to her bed.

"Yeah, sure."

"It's going to be awkward and seem nosy, but I'm really just curious and want to know."

I pulled at my earphone as I pause the song I was listening to, nodding. "Ride on."

"Err...so, I just want to know what happened between Toyosi, Esse, Joseph, and yourself."

I froze up. I wasn't expecting that question in any way, manner or form. The way I had paused and frozen up, freaked Tosin out, she moved uncomfortably on her bed as she began to apologize. "I'm so sorry if I asked the wrong question, you don't need to..."

"No, No. that's okay, I was just fazed."

It wasn't a story I enjoyed telling people, because I ended up being a crying mess whenever I ended the story. I smiled faintly, then began, "It all started with me, in Junior Secondary School."

I told her about my end of the story, how I was threatened and cowardly shut up, letting Toyosi fall into the same trap, and how I had had to beg for her forgiveness after it all. I also told her about how almost impossible it was earning her forgiveness, but how she had let it go, out of the kindness of her heart and we became friends. I reserved Esse's own for the last and told her about how we had warned her, since we couldn't let another sister be put into danger, but Esse wasn't really good at following instructions and yielding warnings. I told her about how I thought Esse too much of a friend that, I couldn't let her face such cruelty and has to get help for her. It was when I had begun to talk about the effect and trauma, that the tears began to roll down and it was like I was reliving it all again.

It wasn't until she came to hug me before I realized that, Why was I even telling her? I hardly ever told people or wanted to tell them. For one, Joseph had changed and his past didn't matter. I also didn't like how I ended up crying and looking vulnerable. But she low-key had that effect on me. That effect of which I just wanted to tell her everything, like I wanted to be friends with her so I was putting effort in.

I didn't say a word anymore as I silently cried on her shoulders. It was the first time she was on my bed. She said nothing, not even comforting word as I kept on crying.

I had cried for quite a while that I had felt my eyes swollen, before I finally adjusted and sat up. "Sorry for that mess," I muttered to her, and she shrugged.

"Not a mess, just human."

I cracked a side smile and I nodded to her. She smiled.

"I lost my twin brother to suicide on a rainy day, that's why I act up whenever rain fall," she said out of the blues, making me lift my head up to look at her with wide eyes.

She smiled faintly as she stood up from my bed and began to make her way to her bed, saying, "Yes."

My eyes couldn't stop following her, till she sat on her bed and adjusted with her back on the wall, my eyes didn't go off her. "I watched him fall off the roof, and also watched him gasp for breath while he breathed his last." She shook her head as a tear left her eye. "I had watched him struggle for his life, watched him try to hold on to it, but also couldn't."

She was so descriptive I had begun to feel my eyes itch at her words. I watched as she tried to speak, but words weren't coming out, so she had to clear her throat before she continued, "My uncle had been molesting, assaulting, and threatening him; and I didn't know. No one knew. He told no one, until the day he had signed out. He was going to a day school, while I was at Rare Gems. He had to pass through the sexual harassment every day, alongside unnecessary beatings from him. My brother had kept quite all along, and never even said a thing to me. Whenever I went home, I always had the feeling something was wrong, he didn't just feel like Tomi anymore, even if he tried to act fine and my parents were buying it fair and square, but I really just wasn't settling with it. And whenever I felt that way, something was always really actually wrong. But he kept his answer same that, nothing was wrong. I couldn't force him, so I let him. I let him keep on suffering." She paused as she began to cry terribly. "I let him suffer, suffer alone. He faced the darkness all by himself."

I had a sad and pitiful look on my face as I stared at her in pity and sorrow. Her brother had really been through a lot.

She sniffed. "It wasn't until the day he had decided to end it all, that he had called me to his room, opening up to me about it all, with tears. He told me couldn't take it or continue with it anymore. He had showed me marks and injuries, that had gotten me so pissed off that I went to tell my parents straight. They had told me to go call him, they were so pissed off and my dad had begun to call his friend who is a police DPO to send some men. But, when I had gotten to his room, I hadn't seen him. And for no reason, I panicked and began to desperately search for him. I didn't know what came over me, but I had checked through his window, and he wasn't there. His thinking spot was the roof, so I found myself rushing there. When I got there, he was about to jump off already." She paused, using the sleeve of the back of her black long sleeve T-shirt to clean her face. "The rain had just began to fall then, I had shouted his voice so loud and with all my strength, up to the extent that my throat was hurting. He turned to me with a smile, and told me he was sorry, while I stood there and watched him fall. I had ran to my parents and told them what had happened. When we got down, he was still alive and was gasping. We had tried to save him by taking him to the nearest hospital, but we didn't get there before I watched him struggle for his life as he gave up his last breath. The doctor had confirmed it when we got to the hospital, that he was gone and there nothing they could do. I cried my eyes out as I washed his blood off my body that day. And, life hasn't been the same since then." She went silent, silent crying into her sleeves.

I got up from my bed, pulling her to a warm hug, which she accepted and tightened. She held me so tightly, like she was scared I was going to slip away. "And what of the uncle?" I asked in a calm voice.

"Life imprisonment," she replied with a raspy voice.

"Good." I kept my answer short.

"He died in so much pain," she muttered, her tears worsening. My heart shattered into multiple pieces. Losing a love one was something no one wished for, not even for their enemy. I felt a lot of pity for her.