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"GET! OOOOUUUUTTTTT!!!!" I yell at him. He doesn't budge and I jump out of the bed. I limp to him, recognising the cast on my foot and leg, ignoring the pain once again. I start hitting him on his chest. My small fists making a hell of an impact on him. He stumbles back into the wall. 

"Sam, what're you doin'?" I hear one of my brothers say. I continue hitting Tashard on the chest. 

"GET OUT, TASHARD!!!!!!!!" I screamed. I stopped hitting him and backed up into the wall, sliding down it, and breaking down in tears. I put my knees up to my chest and rest my arms on it. I put my head on my arms, crying uncontrollably. 

"Nae." Tashard says softly, touching my arm. I flinch and, back away from him. 

"Please don't touch me." I say. He tries to touch me and comes closer. "No, please. Please don't touch me. I don't want you anywhere near me. Please just leave me alone." I plead in a high squeaky voice. 

There is silence in the room apart from my crying. I can feel his eyes on me. "Fine." he says. "I'm gone." he walks away and opens the door. He slams it shut behind him, causing me to jump. I feel my brothers come to me. I run my hands through my hair, my head still down. They sit on the floor with me. Trey pulls me into a hug. I lean on his chest and he wraps his arms around me. Sean then rubs my back. They whisper to me that everything is fine and everything is going to be alright. They say that they aren't going to let anyone hurt me again and that they will protect me. Just hearing them say that makes me feel safer again. 

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Later that day:

My door burst open and Sharnell runs in. "Oh my gosh! Shanae!" she exclaimed, running to me. Her brown curls bounce gracefully on her shoulders. She hugs me and I hug her back. "I'm so sorry. I would have come earlier but I have an education to get, you get me?" I laugh a little. 

"Yeah I get you. So what happened at school with my absence?" I ask. 

"Um, well, for some odd reason, Tashard and Reuben weren't there. Um, some year 7 boys decided to fight. I got and A in Psychology which was awesome! Hm, nothing else really." 

"Oh, okay." She takes a seat at the end of the hospital bed. She looks me in my eyes. 

"So, how did things go with Tashard?" she asks. I immediately stiffen. 

"Er, um, I don't want to talk about it." I say not looking at her. 

"Eeerrrrrrrr, okay." she replies slowly. "I saw him though, on my way here. He was in his uniform so I guess he was bunking." I nod. "He looked proper angry doe." 

"Did you talk to him?" I ask. She looks at me wide eyed. 

"No! I'm not gonna cross dat, are you mad? When boys get angry, that's another level. If I see a boy angry, imma stay CLEAR." I laugh at her. 

"Yeah." I reply. 

"Now, tell me about what happened between you and Tashard." 

"Iii don't want to." 

"Why not?" she asked. 

"Cos I don't want to." 

"Please tell me." 

"Naah man." 

"Oh come on, please." she said faking a smile. 

"No. I'm not tellin'." 

"He kissed you innit?" she said smirking and raising an eyebrow. I furrowed my eyebrows. Wow, I do that a lot. 

"No, far from it." I replied. 

"Ooh, your telling me." she squealed, standing up and clapping her hands like crazy. She stopped suddenly, sitting on my bed again with a full straight face. 

"Oh, shu' up." I said, rolling my eyes. 

"There was a problem innit?" she questioned staring at me intently. I ignore her. She gasps, her eyes widening. "There was wasn't there? You should tell me. You know, a problem shared is a-" 

"No! I already said I'm not going to tell you! Now just drop it! It's pretty self explanatory anyway!" I say sharply, cutting her off. She apologises. "It's cool man." I say. We don't talk, leaving an awkward silence in the room for about 10 seconds. My eyes dart around the room awkwardly. I look at Sharnell to see if she's doing the same. She's in thinking mode. I know this because she has her right leg crossed over her left, her right elbow is on her right thigh, her head is resting on the clenched fist of her right arm, and she has a thinky face on. Instead of looking up like other people when they are thinking of something, she looks down. After staring at Sharnell for 5 seconds, she suddenly bursts. "Tashard did this!" she says standing by my hospital bed, pointing at me. "Didn't he?" she adds, putting her arm back to her side. I don't respond, shocked by her accurate thinking result. "That's why you didn't tell me what happened...you were protecting him." she assumed, nodding her head as it made sense. No. Not the truth. I was just shocked that she thought Tashard did this to me. And its sad that she got it right. 

She comes close to me and gets on her knees. She holds my hand, looks up at me and says "Shanae, why didn't you tell me?" I didn't know what to say. "I can't believe he would do this to you. That boy cares about you more than anyone. Even your Reuben." I sigh melancholically. 

"Why do you not like Reuben?" I ask rolling my eyes. She gets up, sitting on the hospital bed again.  

"Okay. I'll tell ya. But remember, you brought this onto yourself." I try to talk to stop her but Sharnell raises her hand and doesn't let me talk. "No. Nuh-uh. You wanted me to talk, dats what I'm gonna do. Okay, imma start now. Number 1, he has a horrible personali'y Number 2, he's a crack 'ead, Number 3, he's disrespectful and rude, Number 4, he's a male hoe, Number 5, he uses girls for their woman holes, Number 6, he hangs out with with bad people, Number 7, those bad people are dealers and criminals, Number 8, he IS a drug dealer AND a criminal. What is there to like? Nothing. Absolutely nothing." 

"Okay. Well, to retaliate, I will say, for Number 1, he has a lovely personality. He always smiles, he if sweet and friendly. Number 2, He's not a crack 'ead, he smokes stuff OCCASIONALLY. I try to stop him but it calms him down and makes him relax when something has happened. Number 3, he's only rude and disrespectful to people he don't like. Number 4, I don't care about his past cos that's not what I'm interested in. That's his past for a reason and I'm not gonna go there and start digging shit up. I'm not included in that past, I'm part of his future so that should be all that I'm worried about. Number 5, he hasn't used me. He hasn't tried ANYTHING. AT ALL. Number 6, he has friends. He hangs out with his friends. They aren't bad people, they do bad things, but aren't bad people. Number 7, they aren't Reuben so I don't really care. Number 8, that's all he can do to make money when he needs it." 

"I think you should dump him. He's done enough to other girls, he might do the same to you." 

"I don't think so." 

"Fair enough, but you barely know him." 

"That's where you're wrong, babes. I know that his favourite shows are Eastenders, Real Husbands Of Hollywood, 106 and Park, Waterloo Road and Youngers. He also loved Top Boy when it came. (A/N:OMDZ!!!! When it came back!!!! I was like, so excited!!!) I know that he hates it when people tell him to chew with his mouth closed. He don't like water, unless its Volvic and it is the Orange and Peach one (A:N I flippin LOVE that Volvic!!! It's the best water EVER!!!!) He doesn't like cereal with cold milk. He doesn't like girls that dress too old or too young. He doesn't like it when boys have long nails. He don't like it when people talking on their phones talk loud when he's on the bus (A:N It's always GHANAIAN people! Embarrassing me on the bus! People be like, "Do you know what they're sayin?" Yes I flippin know what they're sayin! Leave me alone. And no!!!! She's not my Auntie!!!!). He don't like clingy people. He don't like it when people try beg it with him. He loves chicken. He loves his family. He loves his friends. He loves Arsenal. He loves the way he talks. He likes Jacket Potato with butter, cheese and tuna (A:N I'm eatin it right now!) He loves sleeping. He loves watching TV. His favourite crisps are Walkers Prawn Cocktail. He loves malt and milk biscuits. He loves oreo's, pink wafers, mikado, kinder bueno, hershey's, twix, kit kat, m&m's, starbursts, parma violets, reese's, sweet waffles, and all haribos. He loves it when we hug. He loves it when we kiss. He loves it when we touch. He loves it when we are together. He loves it when I sleep over. He loves me." 

"Okay. I can't really argue with that, so I'm not going to try." I laugh and Sharnell joins in. 

"Oh, I love you man." I say to her. She stops laughing and smiles. She puts her right hand on her heart and sticks out her bottom lip. 

"Awwwww." she says. She grabs my hand and says "I love you too!" she then pulls me into a hug. I feel her crying on me. 

"Why are you cryin'?" I ask in a worried tone. 

"Because" she sniffs. "You are such a good friend and a good person. You shouldn't have had to suffer today. I was so scared that I would lose you after Sean called me. I swear, when I next see Tashard, I'm gonna kill him." I smile at her anger. 

"It's cool Nelly. You don't need to do that." I say. We're still hugging. 

"What?" 

"I don't want you to do it. I don't want to hear of you killin 'im." 

" What if I kill him but I just don't tell you? Is that okay?" I laugh again. She laughs with me."Don't worry Shanae. I was only jokin." 

"Mmmhhuuu." We carry on hugging in a comfortable silence. That was until Sharnell got a text. We jumped apart, as the sudden intro to Chief Keef - I Don't Like started playing, startling us. The heart rate monitor started beeping faster and I put a hand to my chest. Sharnell laughed at me and whipped out her Galaxy S4 and read something. Her face lit up suddenly. "What got you so happy?" I asked, trying to get a peek at her screen. She suddenly put her phone to her chest, hiding the text from me. "What?" 

"Nothing." she replied straight after. 

"Don't seem like nothin'." I look at her squinting slightly. She looks at me wide-eyed. She quickly puts her phone in her school blazer and gives me a hug. 

"Bye. I gotta go." 

"What,why?" 

"My mum. She's in hospital." 

"And that makes you happy!!!??" I say startled. She doesn't answer. "So she's in hospital?" 

"Yeah." she replies. 

"This one?" 

"Yeah." 

"Oh. Did she fall down some stairs?" 

"Yeah. How did you know?" 

"I heard my doctor talking about it." I lied. 

"Oh." 

"I don't know if we are talking about the same person though. Is she in The St Jonathan Ward?" 

"Yeah." 

"Room 237?" 

"Yeah." I screw her. "What? Why are you lookin' at me like dat?" 

"Cos you're lyin'." 

"No I'm not. She is in room 237." 

"Oh. Are you sure?" 

"Yes!" 

"Really?" 

"Absolutely!" 

"Sharnell, we're in room 237!!!" I exclaimed. She stayed silent. After a while, she whipped out her phone and read from it. 

She put it back and said "Oh. My bad. It's room 273, not 237." 

"Stop lyin'. Well, where are you goin'?" 

"I have something to do." 

"But you just got here!" I whined. 

"I know. And the next time I come back and visit, I will bring something for you. Okay?" she says backing away quickly, towards the door. 

"I don't care about that. I just want you here." 

"I have things to do. I'm sorry, I have to go." 

"No, don-" 

"I can't stay. I'm sorry." 

"Stay for a little." 

"I need to go." 

"You're gonna leave me." 

"I have to." she said putting her hand on the door handle behind her. 

"That's not fair." 

"Bye." she says opening the door 

"Don't." 

"Bye. Bye!" she says stepping out. 

"Sharnell!" I call distressed. 

"I'll call you." she says closing the door. What the heck? What was so important that she had to lie like that?

Sharnell shoulda stayed a little longer. What is Sharnell hiding from Shanae????? Hmmm... Thanks for reading people! 

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