Now, the moment of Truth, or at least, part of the truth has arrived. Let's dive in.

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"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅. 𝑩𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕"

𝑹𝒐𝒚 .𝑻. 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒕

✰𝔼𝕃𝕐𝕆ℕ✰

"So, what do you think about this knitted gown?" Skye asked and I looked up from my phone to see her holding the blue turtle neck twist knitted gown up fro me to see. I rose my eyebrows at her in question.

"Skye, you are travelling to the UK to see your grandparents for the Christmas, not going for a fashion show." I stated and she shrugged, throwing the gown on the heap of other cloths lying on her sofa.

"Doesn't mean I shouldn't look good." She replied, rolling her eyes at me. "Besides, there are tons of hot British guys around my grandparents side." She wiggled her eyebrows at me while my eyes went wide as saucers.

"You know you have a boyfriend, right?" I asked her and she giggled, waving her hand dismissively.

"Doesn't mean I shouldn't flirt a little." She winked at me and I shook my head at her, looking back at my phone.

School had vacated for Christmas break two weeks ago. The Bamidele's were spending their Christmas in the United Kingdom with Skye and Jamal's paternal grandparents. I learnt that Khalil was going home to Portharcourt to be with his family for Christmas. My family on the other hand were travelling to Ogun state to my maternal grandparents side.

Basically, Jamal and I would be apart for Christmas.

Speaking of Jamal and I, we haven't really spoken since November when I walked out of the health centre. Our conversations have always been bits and pieces. I realized he wasn't yet ready to talk to me about everything yet. I knew he needed the space, so I gave it to him.

Even though it was hurting me.

Now he is leaving and there won't be any chance to speak till he gets back in January.

I tried to occupy my mind, pushing rose thoughts away. I surged through Instagram, looking at posts of teen and adult celebrities. Then I stumbled on his page.

Khalil's page.

"You didn't tell me Khalil was a model." I said to Skye who hummed in question before peering at my phone screen. She shrugged and returned to checking out cloths. I quickly followed him.

"He isn't big shot like that, at least not yet. Just started early this year." She replied before looking back at me, eyeing me skeptically. "What are you even doing on his page?" She asked me and I rolled my eyes at her.

"I just stumbled on it. Chillax." I said, looking through his posts.

He didn't have much posts, just nine of them. In most of his posts he was keeping a straight face, no smiles whatsoever. Well, except for one. It was a latest post, five hours ago. I tapped on it and it showed fully.

He was shirtless but only his bare back was showing. The pictures wasn't full but it showed enough. He was seated in front of a mirror, his face to the camera and a grin stretching across his lips. A genuine grin.

I found myself smiling as I read the caption.

Another post caught my eyes, a more recent post. I tapped on it and my eyes widened.

"Do you know today is Tolani's birthday?" I asked Skye who looked up from where she was concentrated on packing her cloths, her face in a somewhat thoughtful scowl. Then, she asked me for the date and I told her.

"Oh yes, today is her birthday. Happy birthday to her." She mumbled dismissively and I frowned at her lack of enthusiasm. Though I didn't blame her. I don't think Skye and Tolani will ever be buddies after the stunt the latter pulled in SS2, insulting the former's entire family.

"How did you know? I don't think the class group chat is ringing with happy birthday messages." She said.

"Khalil posted her on IG." I showed her my phone. She stared at the screen for a while before scoffing.

"Queen my ass." She spat disdainfully then let out a loud hiss. I withdrew my phone to myself, not knowing what to say. The last thing I wanted was to go into a conversation about Khalil and Tolani.

The knock on the door startled me. Mostly because I already knew who was at the door. Skye looked at me for a moment before going over to open it. She didn't open it fully but I could see him. Or at least, I could tell it was him by the shirt he was wearing. They were talking in hushed tones. Jamal being taller than Skye peered effortlessly over her shoulder, his eyes meeting mine and my breath caught in my throat.

He was still talking to Skye, but his eyes were on me, solely on me, making me feel hot all over. We weren't talking but one stare, one look from me had reduced me to mush. It wasn't obvious, but I could see the ghost of a smile playing on his lips, an evidence that he knew what his stare was doing to me before he looked away. I exhaled heavily, not knowing that I had been holding my breath and licked my suddenly dry lips.

That was intense.

The hard shutting of door had me jumping, literally. I looked up to see Skye peering me through those intimidating green eyes of hers.

"You and Jamal are still not talking." It was more of a statement that a question but I nodded anyways.

"He needs the space to gather his thoughts. I decided to respect him and give him that." I replied, shrugging nonchalantly and trying to act like I didn't care when in fact, I did. I heard Skye sigh and felt her plop down on the bed so I looked at her.

"Let me tell you the truth, Elyon." She started and I furrowed my brows in concentration. "You are not giving my brother much credit." I frowned at her statement.

Not giving Jamal much credit as in?

"I don't understand you. Not giving Jamal much credit as in how?" I asked her and she sighed again.

"If he doesn't want to talk about the shit that happened between him and Khalil in the past then I think you shouldn't force him to." She replied and I chuckled.

"You've got it all wrong." I stated. "I'm not forcing him to. That's why I am giving him time." I said but she shook her head in negation.

"Do you have any idea how hard it must be for him to actually talk about what Khalil did to him?" She asked and I looked on thoughtfully.

"That's why I am not even pressuring him." I replied simply, trying not to get annoyed or upset at her.

"The fact that he is even trying to look out for you should be enough for you to trust him. I don't know why you have to know the details. Me sef, I don't know the complete details, all I know is..."

"You don't even know the complete details of what happened?" I asked her incredulously, cutting her off mid-sentence. Skye shrugged, like what she had just said didn't carry that much weight.

"And you have been hating on him for something even you aren't clear about?" I asked again, still shocked at her former statement.

"Elyon, Jamal is my twin brother and I'll take his side all day, any day." She stated firmly. "I don't have to hear anything before I trust him. Jamal doesn't just hate on people or have rift with someone for no reason. There are always reasons and I trust his judgement."

"And you don't want to find out the reasons?" I asked her again and she shrugged. I sighed, rubbing my temple.

"I agree that Jamal doesn't have rifts without a solid reason and I definitely trust himbut you know me, I rather not judge from one side." I stated. Skye made a sound and shook her head at me.

"Elyon, take it from me." She started, gaining my attention. "Having a hero complex is more of a curse than a blessing. You should tone yours down." I frowned at her statement.

"I don't have a hero complex." I defended and she chuckled before patting me on my shoulder.

"Trust me. You do." Was her simple reply before she went back to testing her clothes, leaving me to think.

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I entered the empty kitchen and walked towards the fridge to get something to munch on. I was a bit famished and Skye was still packing upstairs so I desired to help myself with whatever was in the fridge, pending the time she'll come down and cook something like she already said she would.

I was backing the door, my eyes surveying the rather sticker fridge, trying to decide if I should microwave the leftover pizza or the half eaten bucket of KFC chicken or just settle with Maryland and soda. I picked the latter, deciding to eat light since Skye will still cook.

I picked them and closed the fridge, only to turn around and see Jamal standing just right behind me. I screamed, dropping the things I was holding. He just stood there, a playful lopsided grin playing on his lips while I glared at him.

"What the actual fudge! You scared me!" I snapped at him, slapping my hands across his chest just as he let out a chuckle before holding my hands to stop the them from hitting his chest any further.

"You really need to relax." He muttered, moving closer to me and I backed but until my back was touching the fridge and he was just barely an inch away from me, both my hands still clasped in his. I licked my suddenly dry lips and I saw his eyes follow the movement, getting dilated before he looked right into my eyes.

Can ever get used to how intimate that feels?

Nope, nope I won't.

And I loved that it will always be a new feeling whenever he looks at me like that.

"Did you miss me?" He asked, letting go of my right hand and reached his left to my face, his fingers trailing on my skin, goosebumps appearing everything that he touched.

"O-of course I d-did." I whispered back, gradually loosing my ability to utter a coherent sentence. He smiled, then stepped away from me and removed his other hand holding mine. I suddenly felt cold as he wasn't close to me anymore. He sighed then looked at me before asking.

"Are you ready to have that talk?"

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I made my way into my room with Elyon trailing behind me, shutting the door behind her when she entered. I turned to face her, watching as she consciously wrapped her hands around herself like she was cold. She probably was because she was wearing a black sleeveless crop top over grey joggers.

"Are you cold?" I asked, grabbing one of the jackets on my sofa and walking over to her.

"Something like that." She replied and I chuckled, helping her to wear it.

"Don't tell me you are going soft on me." I teased and she scrunched her face up at me, hints of smiles playing on her lips. "You are the one that wanted to have this talk." I added and she chuckled while I pulled her along to sit on my bed, then I settled beside her.

"I'm more terrified now that I might not like what I'm about to find out." She replied and I sighed.

"You probably won't. Khalil didn't just hurt me, he scarred me." I said and she exhaled, urging me to start. I took a deep breath and got ready to tell her everything.

"Khalil and I were never actually close." I started and she looked on. "We never actually saw eye to eye growing up. I was the calm one and he was the more troublesome one. We were always at logger heads, especially at extended family gatherings where everyone was together."

"I don't doubt that for a second." Elyon said and I chuckled.

"Growing up, Khalil's parents that is my aunt Aisha and her husband, Hakeem were very much interested in me because I was a pretty fragile kid and after the accident with my grand dad, they took even more interest in me. Always travelling down to see me and all that..."

"And that didn't sit well with Khalil." Elyon completed for me and I nodded, very glad that she was catching on to the gist.

"He is the baby of the house, the last born. There is a lot of age gape between himself and his siblings, the twins so he was more or less Daddy and Mummy's pet. So, when they were all focused on me, he didn't like it and he didn't fail to hide his displeasure."

"It must have been hard for him. I don't entirely blame him." Elyon muttered, like she was picking her words carefully so that they won't hurt me. But, I actually agreed with her.

"I'm not disputing that. I didn't even want all the attention." I revealed and she looked at me. "It's everything that happened after that was totally uncalled for." I said.

"What happened after?" She asked. I took a deep breath and got ready to tell the hard part of the story.

"Khalil made it his point of duty to hurt me." I said and Elyon sat up, her rapt attention on me. "He effortlessly picked fights with me, causing me pain because he was obviously stronger." I hoisted a potion of my singlet vest up, revealing my bare skin before taking Elyon's hand and placing it on a corner.

"Can you feel that dent?" I asked and she nodded, running her hand through it.

"I've always noticed it, I just overlooked it as a child hood injury." She replied and I nodded.

"It was a childhood injury alright. Causes by Khalil." I revealed and Elyon gasped, removing her hand from my side.

"I can't really remember what had causes us to fight that day but I ended up with a broken rib, internal bleeding and a mad concussion." I told her and she looked on in awe, shock.

"I can't believe it. Did your parents know?" She asked and I nodded.

"Aunt Aisha and Uncle Hakeem were furious. They punished Khalil, beat him too but that only made his hate for me worse. I tried to avoid him until one day..." I trailed off, licking my dry lips, sighing as I got to the most difficult part of the story.

I stood up from the bed and walked close to where my table was. I could feel Elyon's eyes intently fixed on mine. This was the moment of truth. This will finally make Elyon stay away from Khalil for good.

It was all for her own good.

"Jamal..." She whispered, as if urging me to go on.

"My parents were not around and Khalil was with us for summer break. I had one of my very terrible panic attacks. I couldn't find my diazepam injection all of a sudden and I was basically loosing consciousness." I turned around to look at Elyon to see her playing with her fingers. She was nervous for what she was about to hear.

"He was right there by the door, Elyon." I revealed and she let out a deep and heavy breath, looking down.

"I begged him to come help me and he stood there watching me. For him to have stood there so comfortably, he has got to be the one that took my diazepam injection." This was hard for me to say. It brought back bad and terrible memories but it had to be done.

For Elyon's sake.

"He stood there till I became unconscious." I concluded.

"I don't know what to say?" She muttered. "Why did he do it? What could have made him do it!" She asked frantically.

"What else, Elyon? He hated me and he showed it that day. I almost died because of him." I stated.and she sighed.

"He is the reason the nightmares came back. He triggered them." It was more of a statement than a question but I nodded anyway, looking away.

I heard her sigh again then in a minute, I felt her beside me even before she reached out to touch my arm. I turned to face her and immediately, she looped her hands around my neck, pulling me into a hug. I sighed in contentment, wrapping my hands around her small waist.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I had absolutely no idea." She whispered, the breath from her lips tickling my ear and had me shivering involuntarily. I pulled back slightly, enough to see her face.

"This is exactly why I don't want you being around him. Khalil is dangerous and I don't want you getting hurt." I told her and she nodded.

"I know. I still can't believe he did that to you." Her hands moved from where they were looped at back of my neck to cup my face, her eyes searching mine. I gave her a small smile.

"I'm okay Elyon, I'm fine. I'm getting help and I know that I have you and you'll always have my back."

"Of course. Always." She whispered, her eyes intently fixed on mine. I didn't even get reply before she moved closer and pressed her lips to mine.

God...

I parted my lips, opening up for her, letting her take the lead. It was a slow kiss, both my favorite and my weakness and Elyon knew this. Her fingers caressed my cheeks just as mine traced the bare skin of her waist. She tilted her head, brushing her tongue against my lower lips, asking for entrance and I let her in, my tongue meeting hers mid way.

Fuck...

Her hand trailed down to my chest and I involuntarily jerked at her slight dainty touches. I still had my singlet vest on but it seemed like she was touching my bare skin. Everywhere her fingers trailed left an after effects of flames, heat coursing through my veins. I gasped, breaking away from the kiss though our face were still very much close.

She brushed her lips to mine sensually, teasing me. It almost had me going insane how much I haven't gotten used to the fact that slight gestures and touches from her still had me feeling to hot. I don't know how, but I had backed her up against my table, trapping her between me and it. I settled my hands on either side of the table, watching through dilated eyes how her hand trailed lower to the hem of my vest.

I inaudibly gulped when she looked back up and and her eyes zeroed in on mine, so many emotions running through them that made me weak to my knees.

What is this girl doing to me.

Her eyes remained on mine as she ran her hands into my singlet vest, my finger now trailing my bare skin and this time I audibly gulped, trying so hard not to groan as the feel of her finger did things to me, made me think things. She held my gaze, watching the reactions on my face as her fingers continued their assault on my skin.

"El..." I breathed out, my breath shaky and my voice husky.

"Shh...I just want to feel you." She muttered against my lips, her breath fanning my face.

"Are you trying to distract me?" I asked, my voice hushed and I saw her lips twitch in a small smile.

"Is it working?" She answered with a question and I let out a breathy laughter that ended with in groan when her index finger brushed my pecs.

"Fuck..." I cussed, my hand gripping the edge of the table I was holding.

Before I knew it, my lips were back on Elyon's, kissing her with so much fervour which she responded with equal passion. I gripped her thighs, hoisting her up and sitting her on the table, moving impossibly close to her, no space between us. I gave her what she wanted, access to my skin by getting rid of the barrier, my singlet vest. I sighed in satisfaction when her fingers went back to trailing my skin.

Will I ever get used to this?

No, which makes it even better.

My lips left hers and trailed down to her neck, smiling when I heard her faint gasp and feeling her hands grip my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin.

It was a huge turn on.

Every squirm, every whimper, every moan was registered in my mind has my lips and teeth continued their assualt on her tender, sensitive skin, my fingers moving further up to feel her.

This is what I wanted, forever if possible because I wanted to make Elyon mine completely.

"Holy Jesus!" Skye's shrieked had me slightly pulling away Elyon who in turn chuckled, burying her face in my neck. I turned my head and glared at Skye who had her hand over her eyes.

"There is something called knocking, Skye!" I snapped and she removed her hand and glared back at me.

"And there is something called key! You could have locked your door instead of allowing me to walk in on both of you always getting down and dirty." She stated and Elyon let out a loud laugh.

"Now you are just exaggerating. We were just kissing." She said, getting down from the table where she was seated on.

"Of course you were." Skye replied sarcastically and rolls her eyes. "I'm just calling y'all to eat." She added and it was at that moment that Elyon's tummy decided to grumble out.

"That was so embarrassing." She let out a nervous laugh before side stepping me and going over to where Skye was standing.

"Don't worry, my spaghetti bolognese will fill that big tummy of yours." Skye threw her hand around Elyon's shoulder and took her out, not before Elyon threw me a look, a small smile playing on her lips, while my lower lips went between my lips as I watched her till she was out of my sight .

I was glad, happy even that I finally able to let that off my chest. Now, with all that being said, I am sure she will see Khalil just the way I see him.

A/N

It's been a while since our babies have had a really intimate moment🥴. I decided to give them this little moment because things are probably going to get rocky from here on now 🤧💔.

Since Jamal has told Elyon everything between him and Khalil, he sees no reason for her to still be friends with him. And y'all already predicated that Elyon will only even get more curious and what to hear Khalil's side. I don't know🤔🤷🏾‍♀️, but let's see how it goes ☺️.

The next update will start with Khalil's POV. I am not sure if it will entirely be in his POV but let's see how it goes.

Tighten your seat belt because from here on now, it going to be a bumpy ride. A very bumpy ride.

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