NINETY-ONE

Celeste kept throwing up. We had to stop twice on our way for her to throw up. Her complexion had turned pasty with her face turning an ugly green colour.

I hadn’t seen Jabari since we got home. He’d excused himself once we got into the house. I could sense him around the premises but he hadn’t come close to the part of the house Celeste and I were in.

I shot Valens a quick text to tell him we’d gotten home but I still hadn’t received a reply after more than an hour. By now, I expected he knew what happened but he still hadn’t reached out to me.

“I’ll make you a cup of mint tea,” I said to Celeste, patting her clasped hands as I left the room. She didn’t say anything in reply, rocking herself back and forth.

I met Jabari in the kitchen when I went in. He was running his head underneath the faucet. He raised his head when I walked in and I was taken aback by the redness of his eyes

“I killed her brother.” His voice was a hoarse whisper when he spoke. He cleared his throat and shoo