A kiss for Ree

Chapter 10| Sandra's party 🥳

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I stacked my note books neatly on my reading table and packed up the ones I'll be needing for the day in my purple bag pack. I patted my two smooth bun gingerly in the mirror before dumping my bag on my back.

All ready!.

As quietly as I could, I opened my door to check if anyone was in the halls. Omar and I's plan since my dad got back was that we'll stay away and hide ourselves until he traveled again. We'd leave quietly for school in the morning, and when we get back, we'd stay hidden in our rooms. We even took our food upstairs to our room to eat. Iya Iyabo didn't complain, she understood, sometimes she even comes up to collect the plates.

The plan has been going so well for three days now. The week is almost over and hopefully he'll travel soon, our guess is that he is just here to spend a week with his wife and he'll travel, well that's our prayer.

But as soon as I turned the knob and opened my door, the roar of a voice vibrated through my malleus, incus and stapes, almost deafening me. A shiver of unease ran down my spine, I strained my ears as I moved out of my room.

I heard Omar's voice shout loudly, "....he was a thousand times better a father than you ever were and will ever be."

I heard a deafening voice answer to him but my ears didn't quite process the words as my ears were still ringing, but I knew it was my dad's voice. Then I heard the sound, the familiar sound of someone getting hit.

I pushed open my door in a hurry and rushed downstairs as swiftly as I could. The sight I saw enraged my soul immediately!.

Omar was bleeding from the mouth and nose, his knees were placed on the floor, while my dad was holding him by the collar and slapping his bloody face, again and again.

Omar continued to cry and cursing at my father—Mr Bolade, still in his bloody state.

Mr Bolade was standing above him, enlarged with furiousness, his chest puffing in and out in a strained manner. His seemed to be choking with fury as he was groaning inhumanly.

I screamed in rage, throwing myself between Omar and him, my thin frame trying to push him off Omar.

"What the hell are you doing?!. Do you want to kill him?!. Let go of him!" I hollered wildly, all the fears I had for my dad evaporated in a single blink.

For ones in my life I didn't care about how big he was or how he looked like a big angry bear in fury. How could he hit Omar till he was bleeding?!. That's sheer wickedness, I won't stand and watch someone I love get hurt.

"How dare you open your stupid mouth and..." He began to talk with the scary voice that always made me shiver. But not today!. I stood facing him head on!. 

"Lay one more finger on him and I'll kill you myself" I spat on his face. My vision was blurred with tears already, every inch of my body enraged.

I wasn't more than a tiny shadow in front of my huge father but I kept my stand anyways, I stood between Omar and him.

All of a sudden, Mr Bolade grabbed my collar with his other hand, my feet rose up from the floor completely as he dragged me.

He was about to hit me too but someone came between us, I fell to the floor hard on my knee feeling them burst.

Long blonde hair flashed over my eyes as I turned my head up. Lila?.

"What the hell are you doing to these children?" Lila spat my father.

Levi must have left the room due to the noise too. I felt his large warm hands helping me to my feet.

"Ree, are you okay?. Oh!!. Omar!" Levi rushed to Omar instead.