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🎵...I promise I'm gonna love you 'til my dying day Wake up, your face in my chest, your favourite hiding place The roof is gone as we're driving out the private gate...🎵

Is that music? Wait..music from where?

I know this is a huge temptation, I mean the idiot that is playing that loud music is very inconsiderate. Someone cannot have peace in this mansion again? I thought all rooms are soundproofed? As if the person is hearing my thoughts, the music volume even increases making me wince on my bed and sinking deeper into the warmth of my duvet.

Oh, my darling and sweet duvet.

🎵....I lied to myself about trying to be here all alone When I leave,it's bye for now,it's just never bye for long....🎵

Okayyy, that is definitely noise, no longer music again. I slowly crawl out of my bed even though my vision is still blurry. I check the time by my bed side stand and it reads...wait it reads 4:17am? Who the hell disturbs by this time of the night? Oh sorry early hours of the morning?

Are you asking me? My subconscious asks.

Oh my darling mind I do not need your sacarsm right now.

Then get up and go and check for yourself, yunno sulking can't help you right now.

At this time? God so help the human that is disturbing my sweet sleep. Sleep is my boo (everyone loves to sleep right? don't tell me you don't love sleep!) Like I can sleep for hours without getting out of it.
I slowly slide my feet into my neon fluffs and carry my phone too. You just might never know if it is a criminal.

Because the criminal is playing songs and has not killed you since.Wow Aramide you are so dumb.

I roll my eyes and yawn, grudgingly walking through the wide corridor and the spiral lited grandstairs to the ground floor which is not totally dark because of the security lights that are always put on in the nights. I notice the music is coming from one of the floor rooms of the mansion.

Who is in the room? I subconsciously ask myself. I do not remember us having an extra guest. Should I knock? Or I should go to my uncle's room? Wait I just hope I'm not being delusional if I'm the only one hearing this loud music. Or it might be my cousins. But then again they cannot do something like this and Uncle Tee's wife, Onome the mother to my cousins just travelled for a business program yesterday to her home town in Colorado, USA.

Just when I am about to twist the golden knob of the huge door open, it opens itself and reveals a tall guy donning a basketball t-shirt and shorts. There's only one person that dares disturb my sleep and loves basketball with all his life. Ayo!

"Big boy!" I squeal in excitement as I hurl myself on his muscular and huge frame not minding to worry about my perturbed sleep again.

I've missed this warm and safe aura around him..I've missed him so much it hurts badly.

I can not fathom it as I am currently wrapped on his body. I have not seen Ayo in months and seeing him now made me come alive and I'm sure my eyes are glassy right now with tears. "So it was you all along?" I ask excitedly, still in shock.

"Yes baby, your big boy is around" he replies as he hugs me back tenderly and encircles my legs on his waist while laughing heartily. "I knew noise or rather let's say music would wake you up considering you are a very lousy sleeper." He says with a scrunched up nose and looks at me with mock horror.

Oh no he did not just say that.

"What? Oya go back I don't want to see you again. In fact I don't miss you at all." I reply in a whiny tone as I climb down from him.

"Oh shoot me for deciding to show some love to my baby." he says in a falsetto voice, mimicking Patrick from Spongebob Squarepants.

I can not stop the laugh that is brewing inside of me and before I know it, I join my idiotic brother in his laugh not minding if others are still sleeping. After our short laughing session elapses, he walks over to the soft king sized bed that is positioned at the centre of the room while he motions for me to join him. I walk over and flopped on the bed heavily, deliberately ramming my body on his thereby earning a smack from him. After glaring at him for smacking me, I speak up.

"When did you get back? I mean how? Like I'm confused." I ask him with a frown. "Cause I remember we talked last week and you did not tell me you were coming today."

"Isn't that called ruining of surprise?" He asks with a silly smile on his face. I pout as he refuses to talk. After some minutes of silence, he sighs deeply as his face morphs into sadness like as if he remembered something painful and horrible. His jaw clenches with his thick veins on display. I become alert at his sudden mood twist.

"Ayo, what is it?" I ask in panic. He looks at me sadly and touches my shoulders assuredly, his eyes begging me to cooperate. I scrunch my face in total confusion before he speaks up.

"Uncle Tee told me what happened." He said slowly and looked at my face for a reaction. "Ara is it true? are you sure you are okay? you know you can speak to me."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly becomes thick and I feel so wary all of a sudden. Every jovial and carefree air is immediately gone and replaced with solemn and dread aura.

"Baby please speak to me." My brother speaks softly as he reaches out to touch my hand, when I flinch and suddenly turn defiant.

I can't believe my ears. So my brother left the university just because Uncle Tee called him? What of all the uncountable times I begged him to come? What of when mother tried to kill me? I refuse to believe this.

"Aramide, Ara-" I cut him short before he can continue.

"Don't touch me, don't!" I screech in a high pitch tone. "When we always speak I always cry out to you Ayo, that I miss you, I bloody cry brother, that I wanted to leave this house cause I feel all alone in this house full of strangers who y'all say are my supposed relatives. I cry that I don't think I can ever live a normal life again because of what happened TWO MONTHS AGO! But what do you do? huh? So Uncle Tee calls you Like an houseboy and spoke about me to you and you came because of that? Do you ever ask yourself why I don't want to go to school yet? oh so you think I don't have serious demons to fight? and don't you dare look at me with those judgemental eyes that says 'oh Aramide you are avoiding school for a very stupid reason' sorry I don't need you and uncle's collaboration lecture on school. Just leave me alone." By the time I finish ranting, tears is already sipping from my eyes because of the painful memories that rushes in all at once.

"No Ara I love you and Uncle also lov-"

"Don't complete that statement Ayo. Since you came to see him, then fine just remember to leave me alone. You left me to die In the hands of mother." I say finally, walking away from his presence. This is not how I envisioned to see my brother. Ayo is my rock and everything, he's the best thing any younger sister could ever ask for although he is my half brother. Yes you heard me right, he's my half brother.

I bump into my cousin, Derek who looks like someone that just woke up in a pissed mood. If I was having a normal mood, (which has never happened though) I would have laughed at his morning face but I don't care. My morning just got ruined. I step into my room, heaving in pain and close my door gently while turning round. I almost screamed when I see a silhouette of a person on my bed. I swiftly and shakingly flick my lights on and recognised the being as my Uncle, sitting on my queen-sized bed.

"U- un...cle, what..I'm sor..ry for..distur-" I stutter badly as I release the breath I've been holding. He chuckles and looks at me in amazement.

Uhh? why is he chuckling? what's so funny?

"You stutter like I'm a stranger." He says with clear amusement, but still speaks. "Anyways, I'm sorry for coming to your room uninvited." He gestures to my wide room general area with his hands. I shrug nonchalantly as I reply.

"Its o-kay uncle Tee. At least it is your house." I mutter the last part as a whisper to myself. But I guess he heard it anyways.

"How many times have I told you that this house is also yours? stop calling it 'uncle Tee's house'." He says with a sad smile. I know I should feel terrible for putting my uncle in such a situation but I can't just help it. Ever since I moved into this house months ago, I can not help but still feel like a stranger in my mum's brother house. Why? cause I never knew I had an uncle or better still, relatives who existed in this life.

"Come on, have a sit and stop standing at that door awkwardly."

"Oh yes. Right." I shuffle to sit at the reddish-grey couch stuffed with black coloured throw pillows and situated close to my window. "Sooo..." I started saying.

"Yes I want to discuss something with you." And just like that, my former anger returned with full force. What is it with every body willing to talk to me toady? not forgetting he also called my brother telling him what we promised to keep within oursleves. I facepalm mentally before replying him.

"Uncle, I really do respect you. But then, you called my brother and told him. Why?" I say slowly, trying to calm myself down. Cause I'm not the one that knows how to get angry easily. I'm a 'go with the flow' kind of girl.

"Aramide, I'm sorry I had to do it. But I could not keep it to myself again. I cannot continue to watch you like this. I don't want history to ever repeat itself again. But then Ayomide is stubborn and he made me promise to watch over you before he left to continue his studies in UI (University of Ibadan)."

"I know you care for me. But don't you think I had a reason for telling you to keep it from him? my brother has HYPERTENSION! and giving him unexpected news like that is dangerous to him! uncle Tee do you want him to die?" My voice keep rising octaves higher unintentionally.

"Tone it down kiddo. I'm still your uncle!"

I immediately realise it is still in the wee hours of the morning and I am raising my voice at my elder. Something I hardly do. God what's happening to me?

"I....a-m so-rry sir. I swear I didn't mean to." I say remorsefully. He scratched his beard frustratedly and sigh.

"It is alright Aramide." He sighed again, "You know, your mum wasn't the only sibling I had. But she is and will always be my twin that's why I loved and cared for her deeply." He starts. I just kept my reaction neutral, urging him to go on.

"She is my other half and I could not do without her. She always came to me for advice and we literally did almost everything together. But then everything changed days to our sweet sixteen birthday when she was raped." My uncle gulps visibly at that part and I cringe on hearing that. I know she was raped but hearing it again, gives me the chills.

"She didn't speak to any of us for a long time. She always kept to herself and day by day, she was getting paler and sicker. I was raged and angry when my own twin refused to speak up. And that was when she we discovered she was pregnant with your elder brother Ayo at that young age." I sneak a look at my uncle and see it is becoming hard for him to continue. So I stand up from the couch and join him on the bed while I rest my hand over his.

"It's o-kay uncle." I reassure him though it sounds as if it is myself I am consoling.

"After the birth of your brother, she feared that she might be rejected by the family. But my parents, I and her best friend had to assure her daily that we would always be there for her always although my elder siblings taunted her. I felt worse when I heard her saying I wasn't there to protect her. She blamed herself and me for so long. My parents were very rich so they provided everything she ever needed. Although she had to quit her education temporarily and wrote her final exams later. My parents then sent us abroad in Dubai to further our education so that her mind will be off this toxic place. And they took Ayo in. After five years, she successfully finished her university education and came back home for Ayo in a good condition. As at that time, my wife was already pregnant with our first child, Cheryl. And I knew deep inside my guts that your mother was seeing someone. Even though she refused to tell me, I just kind of knew she was in love because you know, twins telepathy." My uncle chuckles bitterly at that part.

"So one day, she came home crying hysterically saying he has broken her heart. I kept wondering who she was talking about but she refused to open up. I had a very bad feeling that she was going to take a very drastic and stupid action. So I made sure your brother memorised my phone number and house address incase of anything.

Three days later, my suspicions became correct when my parents called that she ran away with your brother. I was so devastated that she didn't confide in me at all and to worsen it, she was pregnant with you when she ran. The thought of not knowing where she was kept me dishealved for years." My uncle is no longer speaking again cause the tears starts to chock his words. And here I am, thinking men do not cry.

"Uncle....I-m..so sorry" I know he has a lot more to say but he is way tired and sad to continue. I side hug him tight as I realise I'm crying too. We hug for some minutes before he gets up and wipe his tears, smiling sadly. I give it to him, he is really a strong man in hiding his emotions for long.

"I didn't tell you this for hear say. But I told you because I am worried you are going to be like your mother. It was at this same age she started keeping to herself and started resenting people. I would forever blame myself if anyTHING happens to you or your brother. Would you promise me never to scare us again?" My uncle asks hopefully.

Because of the tears that clouded my vision and my hoarse throat, I nod positively at his words.

"Good so that means you would have to resume school next week okay?" he looks sceptically at me. Begging me to agree.

Even if I wanted to protest about going to school, I have to agree because of the pains in his eyes. And I know I've missed some weeks already. School is a horror to me and that's why everyone has been worried I refused to go to school.

When I still think about what happened in my former school..

He slides his hands into his Kaftan's pocket and gives me an old crumpled notebook on my hands. I raise my eyes questionably at him.

"Your mother's diary. Before she ran from home years ago."

I accept it with shaky hands. And neatly sprawled on the cover is 'Tiara's diary'.

"I love you Aramide. And please do not be angry with your brother and I for what we are doing okay?" He bends down and slightly pecks my forehead and just like that he left my room after tucking me in bed. I'm not sure if I can ever sleep with the amount of news passed onto me. I didn't know if should laugh or cry but I did both. I keep staring at the Diary warily and I thought,

maybe the answers I've been looking for, lies behind this diary.

So I hug it close to my chest tightly and drop it on my reading table after cleaning my last drop of tears.

Can't a girl be happy for once?

Well I guess my answers shall be in my world of fantasy and dreams...

And just like that I dreamt of sweet nothings, in my world of surreality forgetting all my earthily sorrows and my shattered little heart.
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~A/N~

Tнe ѕong in the chapter iѕ FOREVER вy Jυѕтιn Bιeвer, Poѕт Malone and Clever.

And hehehe, we've noт started o, this ιѕ ĸιnd of an ιnтrodυcтιon to what happens after Araмιde'ѕ near-death experience and I promιѕe the neхт cнapter, wнιcн i'll υpdaтe вy ѕaтυrday, wιll вe вlaѕт💥💫

Ps: Hypertension/High blood pressure is real at all levels, both young and old. Take note❗

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