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Okay, so where were we..

~YURE~

"YOUR BOYFRIEND IS CHEATING ON YOU, KRISDANA!"

I froze on the spot.

Krisdana did too.

What the fuck. Did Miranda just...

We both turned back at the same time to face Miranda Archibong.

Krisdana's eyes were cold and glassy as she stared down at Miranda, who just had a sickening smirk on her dark face.

Then, the words left Krisdana's mouth, with venom and pain behind her words.

"Come again?"

Miranda started walking to get closer to me and Krisdana.

I felt Krisdana's hand leave mine that moment. That instant, I swallowed the lump forming in my throat.

"You heard right, baby girl," Miranda said, an evil smirk plastered on her face.

Krisdana's face slowly changed from cold and confusion to anger. She was furious. I could see it in her eyes. I closed my fist together and released it with a deep rooted sigh as the fear kicked in. I hoped she didn't notice.

"Are you sick?" Krisdana fired back at Miranda immediately. The way she sounded, it honestly felt like she was trying her hardest not to believe what Miranda just told her.

By the time, the rest of Class F was long gone - probably for their lessons. And meanwhile, Class A boomed with noise that covered the entire hallway. That unsettled me even more.

What on earth was happening in my class that made it so noisy?

I wasn't even bothered to find out that instant. I was still focused on the pending situation in front of me; Krisdana's angered silence as she waited for Miranda to give an answer.

I was already sweating on my forehead. And with the pace my heart was beating, I was scared Krisdana would pick it up and figure everything out before Miranda even has the chance to tell her the truth.

"Krisdana, I'm not sick," Miranda answered finally. "I just don't like it when people decieve others for the fun of it. Why don't you ask your boyfriend..," she scanned me nastily with the word 'boyfriend', before adding,"...where he was after school yesterday and who he made out with. Because the way Abba Praise narrated the whole thing to the class, I can bet you there's a whole lot it that's going on behind your back."

At that point, I wished the ground would open up and swallow me. Anything to escape what was befalling right now.

Krisdana slowly turned her face to look at me with cold eyes. My breathing hitched. I could only stare right back at her.

What was she going to say now?

However, she didn't say anything to me.

After a few seconds of watching my face, her eyes moved away from me and landed back on Miranda, infront of us.

She probably can tell I'm guilty. I'm sure she can.

"Kris, I_,"

Without looking at me, Krisdana's right hand went up in the air immediately to stop me from talking. Her eyes remained on Miranda as she cut me halfway in mid sentence, leaving me no chance to complete whatever it was that was about to leave my mouth in defense. To be honest, I wasn't even sure of what I was about to say.

"Go onn," she told Miranda. Her voice was almost a whisper.

"If I continue, Yure will have a heart attack." Miranda deadpanned. Her eyes fixed on me as I trembled hopelessly, awaiting the worst.

I honestly wanted to just take Krisdana away, but the way she seemed so eager to hear more from Miranda, I knew she wouldn't let me.

"Yure," Miranda said. "Please do the honors of telling your girlfriend the truth. She deserves to know. In the meantime, I'll be on my way to Class A to read out my list," she waved that list in her hand at our faces, before walking past us and towards Class A.

As soon as Miranda left us, there was a silence between us. As Krisdana stood by me like a statue, not even moving a muscle and staring at the tiled ground of the hallway, I searched my mind for possible things to say.

"Kris..," I tried calling her, but she didn't move.

"Kris..," I called again, but still no response.

"Look, what Miranda said..," I proceeded to explain, but immediately she cut me short.

"Tell me it isn't true and I'll believe you." Was what Krisdana said to me.

"What?" I breathed.

Thats when she looked away from the ground and to my face. I saw that her eyes were already tearing up and it broke my heart to pieces.

"Tell me it's not true and I'll believe you," she repeated with a shaky tone, looking deep into my eyes.

It honestly shattered me seeing her this way.

It was like she was desperately trying to not believe the truth. Almost like she knew it was the truth and was just desperately looking for any slight thing to believe it wasn't.

"Yure, tell me it's not true and I'll believe you," she said the third time, holding onto my shirt. The urgency in her distressed tone was too alarming now - like she was about to lose her goddamn mind.

As I watched her without saying a word, I was shattered. Her brown eyes were already filled with tears threghtning to drop any moment, her hands shook in anxiety as she held on to my shirt, and it seemed her breathing got harsher now.

I hadn't already told her anything yet, and she was already losing it.

I knew Krisdana. She was not going to take this well. She definitely wasn't.

"Yure, for the last time..," she said through gritted teeth. She wasn't angry, I could tell. She was just very scared. Scared of hearing me say it was true. Scared of hearing me tell her I made a fool of her. Scared of hearing me tell her I had betrayed our love. Scared of hearing me tell her that I just decided to throw away four and a half years of us in a heartbeat.

"..tell me it's not true..and I will believe you," Krisdana said one more time. This time, it seemed she was now getting angry again - but now, at me. Her hands started loosening its grip on my shirt, as if she was letting go.

Was she about accepting the truth?
Was she?

If she was, that means I was going to lose her.

I wasn't ready to let Krisdana go - especially on this note. She looked so hurt, so broken, so destroyed.

I couldn't do this to her.

"No, it's not true!" I blurted out to Krisdana - lying to her right through my teeth.

Still unsure, she stared at me for a while with an unreadable expression on her face. Her eyes moved with mine to search for the lie that I was desperately trying to conceal in them.

Her facial expression started to soften.

Does she really believe me?

Her breathing reduced too. Her hands left my shirt and came down at her sides. She let out a deep breath and face palmed.

"Are you okay?" I had to ask.

"Yure, I'm sorry," she immediately said.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the apology.

"For what?" I asked, almost like I was picking my words.

"..for ever doubting you." She answered, with sober eyes.

My heart sank in.

She was apologising for doubting me?

That meant she believed I was innocent. She sees me as the victim of accusation here. Meanwhile..

.. I'm really just a big, fat jerk.

"I shouldn't have even given an ear to that Miranda bitch, I just..," she was explaining.

I couldn't bear to see her apologizing for this. I just couldn't.

"Krisdana, please stop..

"No!" She said. "I doubted you even after four years of being together, Yure. That is unforgivable. I shouldn't have done that. I should have known you would never do anything to hurt me."

"Kris..

"I'll make it up to you, I promise." She continued.

"No, you don't have to..I..,"

"No, I have to!" Krisdana said.

Just then, we got distracted by loud footsteps by the side of the hallway.

We looked to see Mrs. Owunam, the English Teacher we were supposed to be having now, strolling into the hallway.

"Oh my God!" Krisdana exclaimed. With that, she dragged my hand and pulled me into B Class as it was the closest to us.

We both knew if Mrs. Owunam saw us, she would quietly file a complain the next week of school to the school Authorities for hanging around in the hallway instead of being in class and waiting for her to come in.

As for entering that class today, we both zeroed our minds on that. Mrs. Owunam HATED lateness. She wouldn't allow us come insode the class.

"Let's go to my place," Krisdana said to me as soon as we were in Class B.

"That way, I can cook something for you to say sorry," she added so sincerely.

"Kris, really, you don't have to do all these," I told her, half grateful to her for the fact that this time, she did not cut my sentence midway.

"I have to, Yure." She insisted.

Dear God..

If there was a way I could stop her, I would. But Krisdana was too determined a person to be held back.

As we left school that afternoon with Krisdana's arm hooked in mine, I got out my phone and texted Prissy.

"We have to stop seeing each other. Thanks for all the help. I'll forever be grateful. But we can't continue seeing each other. I want to make a fresh start with Krisdana"

After hitting the send button, I switched off my phone.

That was a close one.

~PRISSY~

"We have to stop seeing each other. Thanks for all the help. I'll forever be grateful. But we can't continue seeing each other. I want to make a fresh start with Krisdana"

Yure

After the Saturday lesson that day, that was the first text I saw from Yure.

My heart shattered.

But why? It's for the best right?

After all, it's so wrong to be messing around with someone else's boyfriend.

Right?

It doesn't matter if I have feelings.

Right?

I'll be okay without him..

Right?

My tears started to fill up my eyes once again.

Will I really be okay?

I just don't know what to do or how to go about this whole thing.

A part of me wants to accept the fact that Yure has a girlfriend and doesn't want to see me again, even if it's on a platonic ground. Another part is selfish and doesn't want to care.

But who am I kidding?

I mean absolutely nothing to Yure.

It's obvious he cares more about Krisdana.

He always picks Krisdana. No matter what, he always picks her. It's never going to change. Never.

"Jesus, Prissy!"

I snapped out of my thoughts immediately after hearing that farmilar high pitched voice, only to realise that the classroom was already completely empty and Hassana was standing in front of the class, with a very alarmed look on her face.

Jesus. I didn't even realize when my classmates all left the class.

"Why are you crying!?" Hassana shouted.

Wait, I was crying?

"You look like someone beat your face up!" Hassana exclaimed.

That's when I actually feel how hot with tears my face was. So, I had literally been crying out my eyes in this class alone and I didn't even realise it.

"What happened?" Hassana said with so much worry laced on her time as she rushed towards the seat I was on to sit next to me.

"Nothing.. nothing..," I started mumblimg as I tried to wipe off the tears from my face.

"Is it your classmates? Did they do something to you?" Hassana kept asking me.

"I'm fine I promise," I told her.

"Is it Sayidsam? Did he break up with you?" She asked onn.

God, I even forgot he even existed.

"No, no..," I was saying before she cut in again.

"Oya stand up, let's go somewhere," Hassana said trying to get me to stand up.

"No, seriously, Hassana, leave me..,"I kept saying.

"No, I won't. Stand up, Prissy!" She kept telling me.

With Hassana's excessive and persistent whining, I just had to stand up eventually.

"What on earth is wrong with everybody today? Giwa and Shade suddenly go missing in action and you you're just sitting down at the back of B class and crying as if somebody died," Hassana complained.

"I'm okay, I just feel a bit sick that's all," I told her.

"Icecream is a good remedy for sickness," Hassana lectured me out if the blue.

"Ehh?" I said.

What did icecream have to do with anything?

Hassana's smile suddenly became exhagerated and I instantly got her point.

Maliwu ice cream spot..

She wanted to take me there.

"Hassana, I'm not going there," I said to her, almost laughing.

This girl sure knew how to be a pest and make someone feel better at the same time.

"It'll help you, I promise!!" She squealed.

"No..," I laughed, resisting.

But my words apparently meant nothing to her because soon Hassana was dragging me out of the class.

As I'd hate to admit, I needed icecream that moment. Anything to make me forget everything.

I needed my peace of mind, right?

If I wasn't going to have Yure, I might as well have to just deal with that.

Although a part of me kept thinking;

Do Yure and I really have what it takes to stay away from each other?

Yure and Prissy want to stay away from each other?? Haven't we heard that one before??😂
How possible do you guys think that will be this time????

What's your take on the way Krisdana handled it? Do you think she's stupid for trusting Yure so blindly? Have you ever trusted someone so stupidly before? I have😪Heartbreak no be small😪💔

All in all, What do you think about this chapter????