Chapter five

Tiana's POV

2:35pm

I just got home now. I couldn't find my mum at home and I sighed.  it's something I've got used to.

I laid on the bed with my back, trying to figure out what happened today. I laughed at myself hailing myself for what I did to him even though a strong feeling of insecurity have overwhelmed me.

Will he hit me back? No, he doesn't hit girls but that doesn't make him a fool. I was still trying to figure out a kind of punishment he would give a girl like me when I thought my phone?

Where the hell is my phone?? Or has he taken it as a sign of punishment?? He can't do anything else but not my phone!

Just then Patricia came in. I raised my face up and gave a look of what_can_do_for_you??

"Benard said you forgot your phone in car, so here you go"she said, handing over the phone to me.

My face softened and I smiled

"Ohhhh thanks alot I do appreciate extend my gratitude to him"

I said as she leaves and I bolted the door behind her.

I collapsed on the bed and began to check my class group chat on Messenger. I know what happened today would have been trending.

Tinashe:why would Tiana raise that her bloody hand up to hit the poor Boy.

It's normal she doesn't support me.  She likes him after all. I thought aloud.

" She would never support the girls." I scowled with a deep voice. 

Moreover I never knew Blake was a poor boy

Drake: swrz she's not going to go scot-free

   Till now I don't why Drake hates me. This is making me to believe Blake that he was the one that wrote that shit. buh why would Blake tell him anything.

Tolu: but who witnessed the scene, the slap was thunderous. 

I laughed so loud at Tolu's text. I just love the girl's energy. She's bold, good and blunt. I could imagine laughing while texting that. 

Tinashe:Tolu, your version of brain had been outdated since July, 2000.is that all what you can say to this?

Tolu: girl chill why you dey carry someone else matter for head, draw your own for hand. It's not like you're this guy's girlfriend, even Cynthia read my message without saying anything. So what's your p.

For a while Tinashe kept mute. I guess Tolu's words caught in a good target. Drake came to her rescue to her rescue afterwards.

Drake: Tolu, it's like you're high abi? Please if you don't have anything reasonable to say please drop your phone and sleep.

Tolu: .. because you are the admin abi?

I laughed at Tolu's last statement. The admin had left our school since SS1 second term and he longer chat there again, So Nobody is the boss of anybody in the group chat.

I, Blake and Cynthia just kept  reading without saying anything. I was feeling nervous with Blake silence. I wanted to hear something of

Guys chill and let me handle her myself

When I saw him typing, my heart missed beats roughly which made me to choke.

Blake: guys can we just forget about this issue and say something else. What else do you want me to do? Hit a girl?

Besides I was the one at fault so..... let's say something else?

His words melt my heart immediately. I knew he was a gentleman all along. He'd never play me, and I started having the feeling that he might lines me.  

Watch Drake will make him hit you back, he's just the devil in this whole thing

I thought aloud

Blake changed the topic discussion to Ifeoluwa Babatunde's Birthday party.

I just logged out; I am definitely not a fan of that. It would be stupid for me to go to such gathering when I just committed a crime.

                8:30 PM

I laid awake on my bed, unable to sleep. I just kept thinking about'him'.

But... Why was I thinking about him for Christ sake! Was I developing something for him or my mind was just wondering how he would give me the beating of my life tomorrow.

Immediately I started hearing rantings and threats; that's my mum and God knows who.

But this was becoming too much lately who will she be dragging issues with??God knows she's not like me.

Easygoing.

"Mike I swear there's nothing you can do, bet it with me; it's over!"

Oh! probably a boyfriend. Mike?but she never about this Mike, probably I'm just too small to discuss sensitive issues with. If he's mum's boyfriend, I'd and I'd not like to meet him. 

But why the hell do I even give a f**k!

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Blake's POV

I, Drake and Nicholas were currently in my room talking boy's stuff. I had to lock the door to prevent my twin sister who doesn't like myself, my friends, my side chicks and girlfriends to come in. She might just come to take me from there without no reason.

And my kid brother... he's another case himself. But my little brother dies in any way have problems with life now, he just takes tea in the morning and chocolates in the afternoon, the sleep. 

"But why would you leave that girl just like that. This is not the Blake I know" Drake complains with curiosity.

"Tell me about the Blake you know" I mocked a great deal of sacarsm in my voice. 

"What do you want me to do? See her tomorrow and and hit her back, buh Drake why won't you think before you blab" I was getting angry poko by poko like that.

 "If this girl have offended you before why can't you just go and confront her instead of pushing me to a cowardice act"

Then I left the couch we were both sitting for my bed. That indicates I'm about to burst with my fury.

Drake stood up to the door, opened it and left.

One could say am loosing control right? Something is definitely takingbaby,away these days, something unfortunately I can't figure out. I guess my hidden depression is back. 

I bowed my head in confusion and raised it to find Nicholas sitting at the edge of the bed smiling.

"Don't mind Drake he's only acting from the fact he doesn't

like Tiana"

Really?

"So why does he keeps antagonising her through me! He knows I hate things like this!" I yelled and Nicholas sighed. 

He caused this shit initially, Tiana couldn't have hit me out of disbelief.

"So.. let's talk about something else... Wait! what about Tinashe's stuff. Are you still on it?"Nicholas said trying to find my eyes which I've hidden.

"I should have back out but I loosed a bet with Drake and he wants to me to do in substitution for my loss"I replied with a tone of  disappointment because.... I don't just know.

"Hmm... okayyy I would like to leave now. My mummy would have been back by now" he rose up fro the seat and turned to me. 

"She's not a white like yours and African mothers will not want to hear panyan." He said and we both laughed at his last statement.

I saw him off before coming back to my room to think about my problem.

I discovered I was wrong when I saw my twin sister, Blair in my front with her pillow in her right hand. The look in her face indicated that she was ready to sleep. 

"Blake please can I sleep with you"she pleaded with humble face.

"No!" I replied bluntly without looking into her pleading eyes that would make me feel guilty to say yes.

"Why?"

"Nothing"

"Pleeeaaasssee"

"Nooooo"

"It's okay" she said turning back in disappointment, moving to the door.

I flinged up from my bed and rushed to the door to get her. I held her by her waist and drew her closer against my body.

"Oh c'mon! I was just teasing you" I said, hanging my head on her shoulder. She smiled as I let go of her to sleep.

The truth is that I don't welcome the idea but I can't just watch her leave like that.

She's my sister not my side chick.

The only girl I'll be left with if everyone's gone even our mum.

She laid calmly with hand exploring the teddy bear. Then I remembered mum.

"Where's mum"

" Still at work" she mumbled softly.

I sighed and glanced at the my wrist Watch.

"Hennessy?"

"Auntie Dupe came to pick him up immediately after school hours."

"Have you taken anything"

"Are you hungry?"

"No just wanna check if you're fine"

I could see her blush a little.

"Now, have you eaten?"

She nodded."I hanged out with my friends today and we stopped at an eatery"

"Have you taken anything else?"I asked again. This is getting fun seriously.

"Stop sounding like that again. You make me remember Dad" she said with watery eyes.

The memory of this hurts. The name that makes me throw up. I just have to be a man up to console Blair.

"It's okay baby.  Let's not spoil our good mood tonight because of one dude that don't give a damn whether we survive or die"I consoled Blair planting a kiss on her forehead.

"He does Blake only that you hate him" she said as a tear streamed down from her eyes.

I don't want this. God knows I don't want to see Blair cry like this I am crying inside as well.

"Do you think accepting his offer to be sponsoring us financially means he cares about us?? No!! It only makes us look like a pauper in his view"

My Dad have been making several attempt to intervene into our lives financially but I bluntly decline.

Does he have an idea of the the pain we all went through when he left our lives unexpectedly and unannounced. Thank goodness that mum was a doctor. We would have begged for alms.

Does have an idea of how he tampered with our emotional lives when Blair and I were still kids? Does he know how we managed the pains ,got over it and moved on. Blaire doesn't seem to understand all these. 

 

"See baby sleep and wake up not to remember this shit anylonger."I said wiping her eyes with my thumb.

I stood up to check things before going to bed.

I opened my door to find my mom sobbing silently, leaning against the wall next to the door.

"Mom" I said quietly turning back to check if Blair was asleep.

Fortunately she has. I slammed the door against myself and pulled my mum to myself.

"Mum, I wasn't expecting this from you. I thought you've gotten over it"

"Of course I've only that it's hurts to see Blair like this almost every night." She said tightening my grip on her.

"It's okay mum she's going to get over it. With time" I said

She pulled out from the hug and bowed my head to kiss my cheek. I was way way taller than her.

"Good night bby"

"Good night sweetheart"I said as I watched her walk to her room in her white labcoat.

Tiana is my next plan

Must make her mine

Don't wanna care if she's the only good girl in Stockfield high, and I the bad boy.

I smiled to myself and went to bed.

Tomorrow is another day.