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Sorry for taking so long. Mixing up school and wattpad is a LOT harder than I thought 💔

Well, this chapter was divided in half and I want to write the other half tonight. If I still finish tonight, I'll update. If I don't, tommorrow then. If I don't update tommorow still, some other time😂😂I don't want to fix in a specific dare that will be hard to meet up to, 'cause this Law I'm studying can be VERY impromptu... But I'm trying my hardest to get the next update to you before tommorrow. I honestly pray that works out❤️❤️

READ THE A/N IN THE END OF THE CHAPTER. I HAVE A SURPRISE 😊❤️

~IVANDOR~

"We lost her at 10:37pm. I'm so sorry, kids, but Hassana is no more."

I felt chills run through me and my blood ran cold.

I had a feeling it would be so. I felt something was wrong... From the looks that Mrs. Falade and the doctor had been giving us, even before she came here to tell us about Hassana. Just one look at the both of them and I know something had terribly gone wrong.... But for the first time ever in my life, I hoped, I prayed to be wrong. I prayed that I had read the looks on their face wrongly.

"I..I.. don't understand.." someone amongst us stuttered. I could hear, feel the horror in their voice and it threatened to tear my heart into pieces. I didn't know who spoke. I wasn't attentivem. To me, the voice didn't sound like any of us. It sounded pained. Too pained to belong to anyone of us standing here.

"Are you saying she's.. Hassana is.. dead?" I easily recognised Krisdana's voice.. a softer, calmer, yet tensed voice I knew she had. The one that came off her when she was in her state of extreme shock.

Giwa's mum was already in tears in front of us, losing every shred of control she thought she had and breaking down, crying in front of us and saying "I'm sorry" over and over again.

I didn't even know how to feel. I was in a daze, literally, it felt like I wasn't even on this earth anymore. Felt like I was in a different realm, different time, different spaced. Felt like I was just hanging there, somewhere, floating in space, aimlessly, with no direction whatsoever.

This felt like a dream. Unreal. A bad dream. One that was nearly impossible to control.. One of those ones that I couldn't bend to suit my satisfaction, the way I handle most of my dreams. Everywhere suddenly seemed blurry, it was hard to see. Hard to think. Hard to feel.

Is this what this was? A dream? Was it?

Hassana... How can Hassana be dead? How can she die?

It can't be possible. She couldn't really be gone.
I literally just had an entire conversation, with that girl barely an hour ago, and the next hour, she's proclaimed.. dead?

No. Fuck, no! People just don't die like that. People shouldn't die like that. This was a joke. It has to be a joke. It can't be possible.

The sudden eerie silence immediately alerted me to my surroundings again, and I noticed no one was saying anything. No one was doing anything..

That's when I turned to look around me, to observe the faces of everyone. Shade, Yure and Nova, were frozen, transfixed on the spot they were standing, looking at Mrs. Falade with shocked, unbelieving looks on their faces, and mouths' hung open.

Krisdana had already sighed heavily. One that let me know she was exhaling one hell of pain and I heard her mutter something in shock. Something that sounded like 'jesus', as she went to sit down on the bench on the reception, burying her hands in her face and staying absolutely still.

Prissy remained on the floor. In all the silence of the reception, she was the only voice that could be heard. She was crying out loud now, wailing, screaming, pressing her hands to her ears and shutting her eyes tightly, as she cried her heart out. It was hard to watch her. It was hard to hear her. My guts twisted and churned, and my heart squeezed more and more, broke more and more, more than it had already done with the news, as I watched Prissy in agony.

That's when I realised....

It wasn't a dream. Hassana was really gone.

I instantly had a whip lash as one last person came to my thoughts.

Giwa.

I turned to the girl, who was and had been literally standing right next to me, the entire time.

Giwa was just standing there, eyes, still fixed on her mother. Her entire face looked like depression itself. She wasn't moving. She wasn't speaking. She wasn't crying. She was just stale. For a moment, I thought she had actually frozen on that spot.

It scared me. Scared the shit out of me.

"Giwa.." I tried calling out to her.

She didn't move.

"Giwa.."

When she didn't respond a second time, I tried to reach out to her, but her mother beat me to it. In no time, the woman had her arms wrapped around her daughter and was hugging her, crying, holding her tightly, squeezing her in ger embrace as though that was the only solution to heal her daughter's aching, shattered heart

Giwa wasn't moving in her embrace. She was still frozen. Stuck. Looking into the space in which her mum was formerly standing, as though her mum were still standing there.

Her mum noticed. Quickly, she took Giwa away from us. I watched her walk with Giwa, wasn't sure where they were going, but soon they dissapeared through the narrow hallway where the wards were.

It was silent when they left. It seemed like everyone in the reception, the nurses and the workers had to stop what they were doing for us.
All of them had the same looks of pity in their faces. They all looked like they were walking around eggshells around us, taking it easy, just so we could take the news really well.

So this was real. Hassana Alfa was really dead?

The doctor came to us. He was saying something, but my mind wasn't there. I wasn't listening to him. I doubt anyone was. Of course, he knew this, but he still kept talking.

Everyone shuddered next as Giwa's loud screaming and crying was heard from wherever her mum had taken her to. They sounded distant, yet Giwa could be heard clearly, screaming, crying. It made chills run through me, hearing her scream that way, like she was being physically tortured with needles and hot irons. Like she was actually feeling the burn of the sulphur and brimstone from Hell.

It scattered me. Destroyed me. The blow of the news. Giwa's screeching, painful screaming. This depressing hospital. Everything felt suffocating.

Prissy went hysterical and the nurses had to come and help her up the ground before she actually lost her sanity. Everyone lost it at that point and it was all tears, tears and more tears. My eyes burned as painful tears stung it and dropped uncontrollably. The more I cried, the more I realised this was true. It was really happening. It really wasn't a dream.

Mrs. Falade was back with an 'exhausted from crying' Giwa in her arms, tiredly and sadly resting her head on her arm as she walked with her. Even with the way she walked, it was clear she had lost all energy in her. She was completely beaten down and drained from crying.

It killed me seeing her that way. If I felt this bad about Hassana's death... Then I can't possibly imagine how Giwa felt. Hassana was her best friend.

"Kids. I think I should take you all back home." Mrs. Falade said to all of us.

We didn't respond at first and she has to repeat herself another time, attempting to assemble us together again.

"Can we take Hassana now...?" The doctor lightly chipped in, hesitantly, talking to my mum.

I heard the silent 'to the mortuary' that he refused to add to his sentence and my heart broke even more. Each thing that happened, each thing that was being said, only made this nightmare seem even more real.

"Mum..c-can.." Giwa weakly stuttered immediately, sounding like she was about yo protest. She got all our attention. Even the doctor, looked to her to hear her out, a look of pity and sadness clouded his entire face as he peered at Giwa.

"Not now, please.." she told the doctor. Eyes that were red from crying pleaded with him. Her voice was weak.. like speaking was even draining mire energy out of her.

"Just.. just.. leave her in there, for a while, please... Let's.. let's just wait for a while. Maybe till morning.. just..just in case she wakes up again.." Giwa told the doctor.

Her hopeless hope killed me even more. I didn't even know how to feel. Just for her sake, the considerate doctor actually nodded. He listened.... Even if he knew deep down that Hassana wouldn't come back. Hassana was never coming back. I knew. We all knew. And looking at Giwa, judging through the lost look in her eyes, that made it easy for me to peer into the crater, the now hollow space, that had been created in her heart, I knew.. I knew she knew it too.. She knew Hassana wasn't coming back.

We agreed we'd see her in the morning. Neither of us was ready to set eyes on Hassana at the moment.

We walked out of the hospital, still in that daze. Walking straught ahead, not saying a word, not making a sound. Each of us, hoping that somehow, somehow, we would be called back and told that Hassana had gotten up again.

That didn't happen.

We got into Mrs. Falade's car and quietly, she started the engine. Giwa sat next to me, leaning, resting her head on my chest and sobbing softly.

I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe she was gone. She was such a golden soul. I was certain that even heaven could testify to that. I was certain that when a good soul like Hassana was gone from the earth, even the heavens acknowledged it.

And that night, it rained. It rained so heavily.

~GIWA~

I just sat there, in no where in particular, hugging my knees to my chest and crying softly. My voice, it seemed to echo, it felt like I was the only person here. The hollowness of this eerie quiet atmosphere intensified my sobs, echoed it.

She touched me. She touched my arm and I felt like I had a thousand and one reasons to not cry. I immediately felt warm, light-hearted, calmer.

"Why?" I asked her, refusing to look at her, trying to wipe the tears off my face. "Why?"

I looked at her when she didn't answer.

Hassana. I looked at her.

She looked beautiful. More beautiful than she had even ever looked like before. She was literally glowing. Smiling at me, with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen on her smile. That smile looked different. Real.

"Why are you crying, Giwa?" She asked me, softly, peering in to my face and gently placing a gentle hand on my face, my face that was drenched in tears. Her touch was calming. Divine. Like it literally just came from heaven. She wiped the tear dropping down my cheek, gently.

I looked at her, with trembling lips.

"Hassana, do you even understand what you have done to all of us? How could you die? How could you let yourself die?" I asked her, my voice was shaky, weak, and the tears that she had wiped off was replaced my even more, aggressive tears.

She said nothing. Her soft eyes peered into mine as she took my sitting position, slowly, pulling her knees up to her chest, hugging it and resting her head gently on it.

"I'm sorry.." she whispered.

"Will you come back? Please, come back." I begged her. "Come back, Hassana. Please. I'm going to miss you."

She looked at me, in a form of pity, a sad sober look. "I can't."

"Why?" I asked her, breaking more.

"I've gone too far already. I can't come back. It's too late for me to. I'm too far away from you.. From everyone else." She told me.

I cried. I cried even more. I completely broke down in front of her. Looking away from her, I sobbed into my hands.

"Giwa. You don't need to cry. Why cry for me when I'm happy? I'm happy where I am." She was saying to me.

I kept crying.

"We only cry when bad things happen, Giwa. If I'm happy where I am, then why all the tears?" She said to me.

The fact that she was happy filled me with some sort of satisfaction. Settled me to an extent.

Hassana nudged me. "So, why are you still crying?" She laughed softly, and started with her small taunts, "Baby Giwa. You're a baby. Baby baby Giwa!"

And needless to say, I laughed. I actually laughed. My eyes were brimming with hot tears, but my laugh was genuine. Hassana actually made me laugh.

"You're really happy, Hassana?" I asked her, looking at her once again.

"I'm happier than I have ever been." She smiled at me... That smile again. That genuine smile. It was a real smile.... One I was seeing for the first time.

One I was seeing for the first time...

That alone made me realise that probably all her smiles, the ones I got accustomed to.... Was probably all a cover.

However, the fact that she truly was happy now... It filled me up with immense joy and satisfaction. She deserved that at least.. she deserved to be happy.

"So, what happens next?" I asked her.

"Well, I go back to where I came from." She answered easily, shrugging easily.

... She'd go back to where she came from..

That was when the hard truth dawned on me. After now, I wouldn't see her again. At least not on this earth.

As much as I was happy for her that she finally tasted true happiness, I still wasn't ready to leave her. I wasn't ready to let her go... Not so soon. Not yet.

"Can I come with you?" I asked her, considering that was the only solution I can think of.

She paused, startled for a second, then shook her head immediately. "No!"

"But..I.. I want to.."

She touched my arm, sipping into me that warmth again and smiled tenderly at me. Each time she smiled, it was even more beautiful than the last.

"You can't come with me, Giwa." She told me. "It's not your time yet."

She didn't leave me. Her hands stayed on mine, like she knew she was healing me.

"I have to go.." she said to me.

"I'll miss you.." I said.

"I'm always there." She assured me, smiling warmly at me. "I love you, Giwa."

That was the last thing she said before she stood up, got back on her feet, and I watched, as she walked away, glowing majestically and smiling genuinely, warmly at me as she waved me a goodbye.

Then, I didn't see her again.

One minute she was there, and the next minute, she was gone.

Literally.

I couldn't see Hassana again. Seemed like she literally had just dissapeared as she left.

Then..

I woke up.

It was 2:04am when I checked the time and the heavy downpour of rain was aggressive against the windows of my room.

It hadn't rained this hard in a very long time. The sound of the aggressive thunder in the heavy rain, coupled with what had happened some hours ago in the hospital did well to scare me right out of bed, successfully sending me chills and making the atmosphere seem spookier than it was supposed to be.

I found myself going over to my mum's room where Nini had already found her solace, sleeping peacefully in her arms.

I joined them. I layed down on the bed with Mum and Nini and wrapped myself up with the blankie, covered myself from head to toe, shielding myself from the cold and the harsh storm outside, trying to ease the one in me while at it and get myself to go back to sleep.

I couldn't sleep anymore from that point. I didn't sleep anymore.

We were up early by 6am to go meet them in the hospital, to see Hassana for the last time before they took her away.

I was first surprised by the massive number of cars that were all packed there as soon as we arrived and I was startled even more when I noticed the flock of individuals I saw filling up the entire place, the reception upstairs, which led to Hassana's room, and when I realised the were here for my best friend, it had me wondering how many people Hassana knew.

A little look closer, I recognised some of the adults' faces to be teachers and officials from school, as in Castron High, and it confused me even further... Making me wonder how on earth they knew what had happened.

"Your school had been following up Hassana's case for a while now." Mum informed me.

"How did they know?" I asked her.

"Mr. Charles Bassey.."

Charlie Ba?

".. He told the school that Hassana had left him a letter, in which he came across yesterday. He said she may have written the letter before her suicide attempt and she hid it in his drawer. He was only able to discover it yesterday. He called me early that morning and the school was helping with her treatments.... Unfortunately, they heard what happened. I told them this morning. That's why they're here." Mum explained it to me.

Hassana wrote a letter to Mr. Charles Bassey? I suddenly got curious, wanting to properly understand the details of the letter.

The man, Charlie Ba, he met up with us, from the group of teachers, and he sympathised with us on what had happened. The teachers around him, did so too. Their sympathy only made me feel worse. Made me understand more that this was actually reality. Hassana was really dead.

The others found me soon enough. Ivandor was the first one to approach us and he greeted my mum first. The moment his eyes set on me, eyes that looked red and somewhat swollen from tears, he hugged me. He hugged me tight, like he had been waiting to do so, and I hugged him too. We hugged for a very long time.

I noticed his mum and Krisdana shortly coming behind him, after Ivandor and I had broken our hug. The pretty light skinned woman was smiling at me and my heart dropped for a moment, as I remembered how I had judged her. She was smiling at me, gently rubbing off the tears on my face that I thought I was controlling.

Krisdana waved to me, softly, as a wistful smile twitched on her face. Ivandor's mum cupped my face in her hands and made me look her in the eyes.

"It's okay." She said to me. "It's okay." And I nodded. Hassana didn't want me crying for her either.

Prissy showed up with her mum who quickly got into a conversation with my mum, both of them, expressing their feelings towards the event.

Shade showed up with the limo. Nova showed up with his mum as well, and Yure came alone.

When we were all together, Doctor Clem showed up. Walking out from the ins' of the building and he made his way to us.

"Good morning.." he greeted us calmly. Quietly.

"Morning.." We all muttered back.. more quietly, softly.

"Did she wake up?" I found myself asking the doctor against my will.

The look in his eyes... Just with that look, I knew that the answer was negative. Hassana didn't wake up.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"You don't need to cry." Hassana had said to me.

"Why cry for me when I'm happy?" Hassana had also said to me.

I breathed.

"Okay." I replied.

We all followed Doctor Clem, into the hospital and upstairs to Hassana's room to see her.

Just as I had asked him to, the doctor hadn't taken her yet into the mortuary... Of course, we had the chance to see her first.

I didn't even know if that was a big mistake because seeing her that way... Completely still on the bed, not moving, not breathing, still in the exact same position she was yesterday when her hand had dropped... That was the worst image I had ever got to take in my life. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that my best friend would be taken away from this world so soon. I couldn't believe that Hassana was the one, lying down on that bed, lifeless. Dead.

Tears filled the room once again and I shut them all out. Trying to keep my composure. If I let this affect me more, I may actually lose my mind. I may actually run mad. I may be mentally unstable.

..Maybe that's why Hassana came to see me. She probably knew I was taking this worse than everyone else. She probably knew how bad her death was going to affect me. Maybe that's why she came to me.

People literally broke down in front of me. When they took Hassana's body in and wrapped her up into the black body bag, they literally wanted to tear their clothes off. Everyone was shattered. They were taking Hassana away and ripping my heart apart at the same time.

"I'm happy where I am," Hassana had told me.

"I'm happier than I have ever been," Hassana had also told me.

I'm happy you're happy, Hassana. But no one else is, your death has created a void in us that will be hard to refill. But in the end.. we can't be selfish. We can't not be happy for her if she was that where she was. All I had ever wished for was for a chance to make her happy. A chance to give her happiness. The happiness she probably feels where she is surpasses and will ever continue to surpass whatever I may have given to her.

..So, why shouldn't I be happy for her? Why can't I be happy that she was gone?

Charlie Ba met us outside, after Hassana had been taken away. He assembled us together and asked Nova to pray for all of us.

The school teachers and officials, the parents, as well as Doctor Clem joined in the prayers and Nova had moved everyone to tears with his heartfelt prayer.

Charlie Ba insisted he'd see us all, before we left. After all the teachers had left us alone, and it was just me, Ivandor, Shade, Prissy, Yure, Nova and Krisdana that Charlie Ba oulled together for his address.

"I have letters.." he told us. ".. From Hassana to all of you."

"Letters?" Shade had asked.

"Yes." He replied. "Hassana had written some letters, I feel before her suicide attempt and she stacked these letters to the pages of a book which I presume to be her diary.."

Diary? Hassana had a diary?

If she had one... Wouldn't that mean that it would be the answer to all our questions? Everything we needed to know.. about her aunt, and....

I paused my thoughts there as growing hatred for her aunt began to overwhelm me. I hope that woman was satisfied. The fool wasn't even here.

"She dropped her diary, alongside the letters, in my desk drawer, in my office." Charlie Ba was saying, pulling back my attention to him.

"I didn't go through the letters, because they seemed confidential. I didn't go through the diary too, because I felt it wouldn't be right. I think Hassana knew that, so she also wrote me a letter as well, and Ionly worked by the letter she directly wrote to me.

"What did it say?" I asked him.

"We may need to meet up to discuss all that. I think I may have to have a serious discussion with all you kids." Charlie Ba answered.

What on earth do the letters say? What did Hassana tell him? And what did she write in those letters for us?

"One more question.." Charlie Ba said, getting all our attention again.

"Who's Amir?" He asked.

Hearing that name from my Physics teacher absolutely stunned me.

"Sir?" Someone said.

"One of the letters was for someone called Amir. I figured since it was someone Hassana knew. You should know him too." Charlie Ba said.

"We know him." Ivandor answered.

"We, too." Yure said, speaking up for he and Nova. Only Shade, Prissy and Krisdana weren't particularly following.

"Hassana met him during the Dynamis," I explained to the teacher. "He and Hassana got pretty close."

"Seems like she really cared about him." He said.

" She was always talking about him, but I never fully understood what their deal was." I told him.

I never really listened to her much to understand...

My own inward confession destroed me and killed me even more, slashed me with guilt.

.. but Hassana is happy, I remembered, she's happy now.

Charlie Ba had asked to meet us later today to discuss properly about Hassana and the letters, and her diary, ofcourse. After he left, we all stood there, comforting each other just with our presence. That's when our next case came up.

"Who's going to tell Amir?"

It was Yure who asked.

All eyes moved around, until it settled on me.

Who's going to hold Amir ooo😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔

Are y'all curious as to how Amir would take this. Anticipate dheenmah ('s) next update on Stardusts 😢❤️

So, yes, expect 77b soon. I guess.

Okay sooo, for what I've been meaning to tell you. I had this idea while talking to dheenmah and I cannot wait to announce that..

A new book called 'HASSANA' is going to be brought to you after TLT and will be co-existing while TMBT is on.

As the name implies, this book is solely going to be about Hassana Alfa. Life and events before her death😢🤧

Okay, so basically, there are a lot of questions you will be asking about her like;

1) What are the actual details on this her aunt and the date rapes stuff?

2) Where are her parents? We know her dad may be in jail🤔 but what of her mum?

3) How and why is she living with her aunt?

4) What is the full story behind her betrayal of Giwa? What pushed her to betray Giwa?

5) What and how did she feel towards Ivan? And why did she let Giwa date him when she wanted him?

5) What did she feel towards Amir? How did Hassana see Amir? You want to read about Amir from her perspective?

6) Why does she never get angry at people who deliberately offend her?

7) What really was going on in Hassana's head? Like how does she genuinely think? We all know the smiles and laughs were just a cover, so who is the real Hassana? How does she reason? And how does she see the world?

Hassana has to be the most complex character I have ever written in a book before and truly,no matter how smart you are, you will not be able to uncover the mystery behind this girl on your own.... The girl is a genius mastermind. No one could fully understand her even if they wanted to... That's why we get to peak into this damsel's head and see the world in her point of view..... Finally.

Confession: I deliberately did not write in Hassana's POV because I knew it would FREAK you guys out. Hassana is ... Crazy. Believe me, there are a lot of things you don't know about her. (A lot of things even her friends didn't know)I dropped hints about her all around the book that most of you didn't pick (I can't blame you, they were very tiny hints) and in her book, I would be posting all these hints in the media boxes as I aggravate them to your understanding.

I'm so excited because this will be so fun to write and I cannot wait to see all your reactions on things you had missed out about Hassana, things that happened in TLT (including something about her and Ivandor) that she kept a secret. (Relax, he didn't cheat. He would never. Godforbid... But you'll see💆), things Hassana did for her friends in secret and .... The part of Hassana that will freak you out of your mind. This book will be filled with a lot of gbas gbos, so just get ready to be shouting "Ewo!" "Jehovah" "Issalie!" upandan.

Tainku. I'm done here. If you aren't following up already, don't forget to follow my IG page (for Wattpad) @lovetori__xo (with two underscores). I will be dropping teasers, excerpts, and all kinds of stuff on my upcoming books, "HASSANA" and "Too many broken things" (TMBT). Goodbye❤️