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ย  Dedicated to one who motivated me to drop a chapter dianekleine

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see
I'll be the light to guide you
... We'll find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

ย  ย  ย  ~Zoe~

Dark clouds, that was all I could see everywhere I went. The news of that kid everyone was talking about shock the whole school but I was unfazed by it. Not because I was a cold and heartless human being but because I had a bigger problem to deal with. I was sour all over and I didn't even know why the heck I can't even remember why or what could warrant it.

All I know is that at intervals I always felt nauseous and I'd ended up throwing up when I least expected. What was worse was that I get irritated very easily. As if that was not enough, there was this persistent headache that wouldn't go away. I had tried using Panadol for it but it wasn't working so I just ignored it and carried on with my day.

I left the cafeteria after the news of that kid's death. I'm sure it's pretty pathetic that I don't know his name. All I knew was that he was pretty close to my twin sister and now everyone hates her because of that. I sighed, feeling slightly sorry for her. I'm sure she must know his name. I'll probably ask her whenever I see her, that's if I even remember. I managed to drag myself out of the cafeteria after the news of his death broke. Their cries of agony and grief were deafening and that was making my headache worse.

I got to the entrance of my class, thanks to Nafeesat'a help. This girl has been my backbone for as long as I can remember. She might be a commercial student with little or no knowledge of the struggle of a science student but still, she always stands by me, through thick and thin. It's one of the things I love about her, even when I treat her poorly she still stands by me and it still baffles me to no end.

"Thanks Fee, you can go back to your class now" I said, calling her by the nickname that I had formed for her from her full name. She gave me a half-smile but it immediately dropped once she notices Chloe crying helplessly on the floor in front of our class. We walked towards her and Nafeesat looked at me and then back at Chloe. Crouching down to her level she said,

"Hey Chloe, are you okay? The hallway isn't a very safe place to let your emotions out like this."

" I... I... why? Why him... of all? Of all people why him?" I heard her respond to Nafeesat in between her loud sobs.vChloe has always been the loud one when it comes to crying. I rarely cried and even when I do, you wouldn't notice it. I shook my head at Nafeesat dismissing her and she immediately left my side heading for her class. Once I noticed from where I was that people had begun leaving the cafeteria I knew I had to act fast to save her the humiliation that would befall her if our classmates were to find her here.

"That's it, get up dough bag. Stop making a fool of yourself."

"Leave me alone Zoe, I just lost my friend to God know what. Now is not the time."

"Well, I don't care about your stupid friend, now get up, before I make you"

She immediately flew to her feet as if she were going to attack me with her fist, but instead, she attacked with her words.

"Seriously! Zoe! have you not any conscience? That stupid friend is going to be buried in the next 6days and it's ...hmmm, you what, I don't blame you, you are the only one heartless enough to shove his ass into a bowl of scorpion. Like he ever did anything to warrant..."

"Urgh! Shut up, and get your acts together will you? People die everyday, and the sooner you accept it the better." I interrupted her feeling my nauseation pile up in my throat. She glared at me through her teary eyes saying.

"You're so callous"

"Whatever fur brain. I'll advise you to take your sit in class, before our classmates make you the subject of ridicule again."

With that, I left her at the entrance heading for my seat while struggling to keep the nauseous feeling at bay. Seconds later she finally came back to class to take her sit and I didn't bother spearing her a glance. Minutes later our classmates and the Civic Education teacher walked in and the class roared backs to life like nothing had ever happened, like it was another perfect day. He explained to us the difference between rights and obligations and we all listened attentively taking notes but I couldn't do any. My headache was so persistent it won't even let me think straight and it pained me more because Civic Education was my favorite subject.

"Now, before rounding up the class" He spoke catching us off guard but some people who already knew what he wanted to talk about, took out their handkerchief to wipe their tears and nose.

"Look. I know we are all hurting for the loss of our dear student. I am even more hurt because I was closer to him than any of you ever will. He was an amazing, charismatic yet carefree young man, and a lot of people took advantage of his carefree nature."

He spoke staring daggers at me and I simply looked away knowing what he was talking about. Once I felt his stares were no longer on me I looked at him again and I noticed he was standing beside a girl who claimed to be his girlfriend, Kora or Jora I think was her name. I only got to speak to her once and that was this one time in the cafeteria when she almost spilled her drink on me. I think she was new to the school then, oh well I made sure to give her a piece of my mind before leaving her in a pool of her tears then. Those were good times I thought smiling to myself.

"It's really hard to loose a loved one, especially one as carefree and as jovial as Micheal Jordan. And it deeply pains me that he is no more with us. Whoever is involved in his...his untimely departure will pay dearly for it. As for the rest of you, please be careful of who you mingle with. Have a good day class"

With that he left the class with tears gathering in his eye and the rest of the class couldn't hold in their emotions. At least close to five people on each roll were crying or was trying to comfort someone that was crying. I sighed, the intense crying was only adding to my headache which by the way was now a migraine.

Couldn't they cry in their mind or something?

See your mouth like cry in their mind. You too cry in your mind if it's easy... sorry.

My subconsciousness said, being sarcastic and I smirked but quickly wiped it off. Fortunately for me someone saw me and decided not to keep her mouth shut. Instead she chose to make me the subject of conversation as she said addressing me with my Yoruba name as if she was my mother scolding me.

"Olajumoke! Whoa! I've never seen a person as heartless as you are. You're smiling? In a situation when you should be wailing. How do we know your not the one that murdered the poor boy sef? Smiling? No smirking, when the rest of the school is crying their eyes out."

She broke into more tears immediately, I kissed my teeth at her outburst, took my bag and headed to the library, something I rarely did but I needed an escape route and that was the first place that came to mind. I made a small stop at the sickbay to get some aspirins for my migraine, so I could at least feel better. And no not so I could rest my brain and read once I was in the library but so I could have a peaceful sleep without feeling like someone was using a sled hammer on my head. Once in the library I took the aspirin then I texted Nefeesat to meet me in the library once the school was over.

Thankful that the school let us use our phones in school especially during free periods.

~๐‚๐ก๐ฅ๐จ๐ž~

If I said I looked and felt peachy then I would be nothing but a big fat liar. I felt and looked horrible. I am just glad we were having a free period at the moment. I don't think I would be able to internalize anything that would be taught to me at this moment. I was seriously crying my eyes out even more than Jodee his girlfriend. When Zoe was being tackled by one of our classmates I couldn't even say a thing, I just looked away. Zoe was wise enough to leave the class if not it just might have turned physical in a blink of an eye. And in as much as I disliked my sister, I couldn't stand by and watch her get her ass bitten by someone who didn't even know who MJ was. I wiped my tears with my face towel as fresh tears kept pouring.

"You! It's all your fault. Ever since you and M.J became close again that's when he finally disappears from my life." Jodee said accusing me falsely when she noticed I was crying more than her. I don't blame her though. I would probably do the same thing if I were her. That was why I let her vent it out on me even though I didn't deserve it.

"I've always known you were a bad person, but this, this has gone too far, too far! Why is...why you of all people? After I trusted you, this is how you treat me?"

"I'm sorry."

"Don't sorry me! Sorry isn't going to fix anything! Sorry isn't going to change the past! Sorry isn't going to bring my boyfriend back you little witch" She said attacking me, scratching my face with her shark-like nails that immediately tore the skin of my face. This caused me to hiss in pain closings my eyes at the impact and at the same time bracing myself for more but it never came. It was then I slowly opened up my eye to see four of my classmates trying to pin her down so she doesn't end up tearing the remaining skin off my face. I sighed and apologized again before getting up to use the toilet.

I spent close to two hours in the toilet and by the time I had composed myself enough to come out, it was already closing time. I did not have the strength for Lagos public transport palava. So I decided to join Molly and Antonio for a ride home. I got home thirty minutes later, turned on the television and tuned in to channels news. The news reports Millicent Nwoka was talking about the death of M.J and I sat in the sitting room still in my school uniform listening attentively. Even though my tummy was grumbling uncontrollably, I forced myself to listen to the news.

"The death of Michael Nwabueze Jordan is indeed a tragic one. After the controversy around the death of one of their students, Mary Jane Okafor in 2016 the school was shut down for investigation. It was later found out that the vice principal at the time was responsible for her untimely departure through money rituals. Some years later, he was later found dead as well in his own home before he could be proven guilty. Today we record another death case in this school and we are still unsure if the school will shut down to perform an investigation on who the culprit is this time. But until then here is a picture and the content of a letter found on him after he was carried out of the abandoned building.

Dear Chloe Babajide,

"I apologize that I cannot give this to you in person. I don't want Jodee getting all worked up about something that doesn't concern her. This letter is addressed to you and you alone because you are the only one strong enough and capable enough to carry out this task. A great storm is coming to Wesley Academy. I don't know what form it will take nor the direction it's coming from or who it will attack first but it's coming. And you are the only one capable enough to stop it. If I don't make it out of the storm then please tell Jodee I love her and I really wanted her to be my forever after."

Lots of love, Michael.

"With a letter like this left behind we still don't know what to..."

I turned off the television and left the sitting room feeling way worse than before. Entering the kitchen, I grabbed a bucket of ice cream and two boxes of cookies before heading to my room.

"So that's why everyone has been giving me the stink eye at school today, even Jodee attempts to claw my eye out. It was all because of that letter addressed to me."

I muttered out loud to no one in particular. Getting to my room, I dumped my bag on the reading table before settling down on my bed to eat my junk food.

A/N

And there you have it guys,
Chapter 33 whew Omo I cried along while writing this chapter bro, but for so many reasons.

Oh well, now we know that somethings aren't what they seem or so you thought. Hehehe๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚ย  I wanted to drop spoiler oo but nope not dropping Any hehe ๐Ÿ˜…

Anyway, what you all think of this Chapter, hit me left right, and Centre in the comment section, sha don't injure me In the process ooo๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš

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