I realized that some of you are shipping Priscilla and Austin.😂😂👀

Hmmm...

*sips hot tea and spills it out*🌚🌚 Better kill that vivid imagination biko.😂

Andrew's moodboard is up there in the media section. ✨❤

Enjoy!

☆~ANDREW IDRIS HILLS~☆

It's all over the place.

The hundred level medical student- Chimdi Jackson who got brained to death. Three missing fingers, some say. And another, of his testicle being annihilated.

But all I did was feel his throat inbetween my hands and walk away with sticky wetness on my fingers that night.

"You- You're in this department?"

A beautiful, dulcet voice asked, getting me out of my head. And I couldn't help but wonder where I've heard that voice from.

I tilted my head to behold Evara.

Her face was pale and her hollow eyes were sad and hardened. They were dark, deep and full of secrets I'm curious about.

There was something enigmatic about those eyes of hers. They carried storm and rage like the sea. Circling like an eclipse, it was seductive yet sombre.

They were no ordinary eyes.

"Don't snub me when I'm talking to you!" A violent shake of my left shoulder got me right out of my thoughts.

I frowned, realizing that Evara has been standing before me all this while. Probably wondering why the fuck I was staring at her like... a creep?

"What exactly do you want to hear?" I retorted, letting my eyes sweep through the long black dress she was donning.

She was really mourning her boyfriend.

The urge to throw my head back and laugh till I'm all wrapped in darkness was overwhelming, but the dejected look on her face stopped me from fulfilling that.

"I never knew I'd meet you again, Mr Questionnaire. And I'm more worried since you happen to be in my department as well." Evara said, darting her eyes to my right where there was an empty seat.

"You should be more worried about yourself. Everyone is looking at you with repulsion in their eyes."

I wished she'd go away.

"Like I care?" Evara chuckled bitterly.

"If I cared, I wouldn't even have walked up to you in the first place when everyone expects me to be tearing myself into two-three- whatever the fuck fragments because my boyfriend is...dead..."

Her words came out choked and pained.

I don't know how to comfort her. I don't even wish to comfort her. And maybe that's because I'm more comfortable with chaos.

"Dead?" I gasped, staring wide eyed at her as I adjusted my shirt for the nth time.

Her face reddened as she nodded and went on to occupy the empty seat beside me.

Fuck.

This wasn't what I wanted.

"Just fifty minutes away from me and he's gone. Just like that, Chimdi." Evara broke into a sob and I couldn't help but clench my fist.

"It can only be a monster born with an insatiable appetite for havoc that could have done that to Chimdi! He fucking deserved none of that." Her head was tilted to face mine while those words left her lips.

"He was there at the party. What happened to him?" I asked with concern etched on my face.

I don't even want to hear it from her. It's boring to hear someone recount your glorious experience with lies.

"His corpse was found in one of the restrooms. His brain..." Her lips quaked as she briefly closed her eyes and shook her head as though it was being replayed in her mind.

What she saw.

What I did.

"...I saw pieces of his brain there on the fucking floor of the restroom like pieces of puzzles I'm never willing to solve. There's no damn way you'll tell me that it's all coincidence... the sudden outage of light and his unfortunate demise..."

"Evara, when we're dying our entire life flashes at the end. It's called the compressed life review... Have you ever wondered what his last thoughts were?"

She stilled beside me.

I felt the freezing of her bones and it was almost audible... the initial chaos, then the silence within her.

"That's the least thing a sane person is meant to tell a grieving soul, Andy!" Evara glared hard at me, resisting that maddening urge to roll those dark eyes at me.

I scoffed.

Andy?

Just like she portrayed, she was meant to be oblivious of my existence. But then, just a little push... just a little strain and people tend to reveal who they are.

"It just kind of came to my mind. Don't you think it's something cool if you were part of his CLR?" I retorted, ignoring the fact there was something uncanny yet fascinating about her.

"I don't wish to know whether I was in his last thoughts or not. I'm just fucking worried about myself right now because truthfully speaking, I don't care about anything anymore. For goodness sake, he just left me in ruins. Dying so pathetically, couldn't he have at least struggled for a while?"

The switch was intruiging.

It all begins in that manner. The pathetic food chain of grief.

Devastation->Guilt->Resentment.

I felt something similar after the death of the only woman that I ever looked up to as a mother.

She let herself die so miserably in the hands of a man that karma unfortunately caught up with, before I could lay hold of him.

But the truth remains that, I feel more hate towards her for dying than anyone else.

"Now everyone thinks I'm jinxed because he died while we were dating. Everyone thinks I'm a villainous bitch who killed her man. Why the fuck would I do that to Chimdi? I fucking loved hi-"

"You threatened to pluck out his eyes for dinner." I cut in.

Letting out a frustrated scoff, Evara clenched her fist not minding that a few eyes were now on us.

I did mind though.

"And your point is?"

Don't play dumb when you know exactly what you're doing, darling.

"To be honest with you right now, Evara, I think it's best that you take a break from lectures for the rest of the week and mourn your boyfriend properly. Or at least, to make everyone comfortable. There are eyes watching you." I stated.

"Fuck you." Evara hissed, drawing more attention towards us.

"To make your stupid asses comfortable, I should skip lectures when we have a group project that could possibly determine my twenty or thirty marks?" Her voice kept rising by an octave with each words that left her parted lips.

"You shouldn't cuss."

Evara laughed out hysterically; She sounded quite euphonic.

"Well, get fucked! There, I said it once more. Take me to court, Andy."

"The name is Andrew."

"It's Andy to me. You never bothered to introduce yourself so you don't get to dictate what I call you." She snapped.

"Well, I just did." I couldn't help but turn petty.

Evara rose to her feet and stared down at me with a sinister look. There were gold tints in those hollow, dark eyes and even before she did that which would be done, I knew what was going to happen next and did wait for it.

"You're more pathetic than I am, Andy. Wait... you do think you're that-invisible-guy? Andy, really?" She laughed callously and continued.

"No one says it but everyone knows about the weird guy that adjust his shirt every now and then. Like a freak. And you know what? It's very uncomfortable to everyone. So why don't you take a break from school till you have yourself fixed?"

Evara stormed out of the class after that. Probably regretting her words, too.

Putting on a wide smile on my face, I shrugged and basked in the feeling of smugness that encompassed my being. Because right before she did it, I knew she was going to do it.

"Evara is such a miserable bitch. Gosh, did she have to do that to him?"

"I'm so glad her jerkface boyfriend died. She should have joined him as well."

"But I heard Chimdi was... murdered at the amanpiano party. That's just some random rumor, right?"

"You wish. I don't."

They were so loud. It was almost ultrasonic, fuck, their voices were getting into my head.

"SILENCE EVERYONE!!! SOME POLICE OFFICERS ARE WAITING OUTSIDE THE LECTURE HALL AND EVERYONE THAT ATTENDED THE AMANPIANO DANCE PARTY ON MONDAY NIGHT SHOULD KINDLY STEP OUT AND HAVE A WORD OR TWO WITH THEM!!!"

Nadine Issacher- the course rep screamed on top of her voice when no one was willing to keep shut and hear her out.

The silence that followed the announcement was a dreadful one.

"Make the whole fifty something people wey attend the party go meet the officers outside? Others wey no dey this department nko? Abeg make una try dey rest."

Someone stated, breaking the silence like an egg. And the lecture hall became chaotic once more.

"It's a must for every single one that attended that party to meet with those officers. It's not a joke that one of us got brutally murdered. You all heard of what happened to Chimdi Jackson. And you certainly don't know who could be the next victim." Retorted, Nadine.

"We all know Chimdi wasn't the most behaved course-mate but he was one of us. Anyone that attended that party on Monday night and doesn't go to meet with the officers will be seen and treated as a suspect."

To set an example, Nadine walked out of the class after her speech because she too, attended that amanpiano dance party.

My lips curled into a smirk because just as I want, things are beginning to get interesting.

Author's Note:

Shortest chapter ever, I know.

It was somehow tiring for me because it's pretty hard to get into Andrew's head. Urgh.

He's such a complex character.

For some reasons, I stopped where I did for this chapter because I want to move at a certain pace. And in the next chapter, which hopefully will be out by the end of this week, I'll like to clarify something.🌚🌚❤

Meanwhile the police officers are getting involved, what do you think?

And as regards what happened between Evara and Andrew, what do you think of that as well?

Personally, I think Andrew played the manipulation card there.

Evara is an important minor character.

Two other main characters will be brought into the book,😌🤎 but at the right time.😌❤

Till next update.

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