BLOODY ROMANCE

Chapter 7

Chapter 7🔥

*Either I will find a way. Or I will make one.*

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@Harvard, USA 🇺🇲
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                🤍_Smith_🤍
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Theo gave me a long penetrating glare.
The whole class stood and watch, anticipating my death.

Without saying a word, Theo collected his sister from me. He carefully examined her hand which was red from my grip.

Then he brought out his handkerchief and wiped her tears.

And then, he left with her.

He never looked back at me or say a word.

"Oh my God, what just happened" A girl said.

"It seems Theo has changed." A boy   prompted.
"I was surprised, he didn't kill him"  Another added.

I stood still and stare at nothing.

Johnny came to me and joined me in staring.
Then he said, "Bro, if you ask me. I'll advise you to go back to your country." He said.

I gave him a sharp look "Why?"
He don't even need to say a word. I Know the answer already.

"Whenever Theo said nothing, then there's danger" Johnny said.

"He won't kill me, will he?"

Johnny shrugged "You might be lucky if you run now"
"Run to where?" I asked trying to sound brave, though my mind was pounding.

"Just run. Run to anywhere that is not here. Run to Nigeria... Cause the way I see things you might spend the night in a graveyard."

"Shut up you coward!" I scoffed "Why are you even afraid of him. Not that he's a god. Let's stand up to him. Let's show him we're Africans who feed on yam and eba. Let's show him that Africans are untouchable. If he tries anything stupid, we'll lock him up in a coffin." I said confidently.

Johnny gave me a funny look.

"Why are you using the word, *We*" he asked.

"We are together in this. We are both Africans. We need to stand up for each other." I ventured.

Johnny walked back to his desk and took his bag. He hung it and start leaving.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I dey go house. No be me and you go follow die." With that he left.

I was stunned, not because he left, but because he spoke pidgin...
Well, he's from Ghana and I mustn't be surprised.

I looked around the class, it was now empty. I sighed and started heading home.

Wait ooo.
Which home.

Is it the one I'm sharing with Theo.
Or
The one above the sky where all the dead go.
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@Cambridge, England 🇫🇴
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                🖤_JAMES_🖤
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Friday, 5:00am.
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The cops returned a minute past five am.
"We searched everywhere but we couldn't find her." They announced to Mr Orwell.

My eyes widened.

"No clue of her?" I asked.

The lead officer shook his head.
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7:00am.
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The house was filled with policemen, Armies, news reporters, consolers, neighbours and friends.

They were asking questions, and Mrs Orwell was giving answers amidst tears.
"When did she leave the house this morning?"
"Seven O clock."

"What was she wearing"
"Black gown"