𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 #1: 𝐒𝐞𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

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TAMMY:
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The slumber party hadn't turned out as great as everyone imagined, or at least, that's what I felt.

The worst of it all had been the fight between Chloe and Mandel, the end most especially.

I never really understood why my brother still hung around Mandel. He had said, one day, that I was to try to understand her because she was sort of in a messed up situation. It didn't make any sense to me and I doubted what he had said.

If she was in a messy situation like Ifeoluwa had said, why did she never speak to me about it? Not even once.

What did that have to do with her mean behavior?

It didn't make sense.

And now, my poor innocent brother, after defending her bad habits all those times, had gotten rejected and insulted before the presence of some students of Diamond High.

I was mad at Mandel, I was mad at Ifeoluwa, and I was mad at myself, for not doing a thing, even if Ayomide had been holding me back.

It was the next day, a Saturday afternoon. We had arrived from Daniella's house earlier that morning. None of us wanted to stay there any longer, so we left.

Currently, I stood before Ifeoluwa's bedroom door, with my forehead resting on it, knocking for the last time.

I had been knocking at the door for nearly thirty minutes, but all I had been able to get out of him was a 'Leave me alone, Tammy'.". He had his door locked, and it grew even more frustrating when he stopped replying to my pleas at all.

"Ife." I cried. "For the umpteenth time, open the door. Please. I'm begging you, Ife and you know I never beg."

I sighed heavily, still resting my head on the door as I raised my fists slowly to knock again.

"Ife—"

The door flew open, and I yelled as I stumbled into the room, head first.

Ifeoluwa knelt down beside me and helped me up. He sighed. "Tammy, I want to be on my own right now. I'd like to reflect on somethings."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "That's where I come in. I've come to save you from depression, duuh."

He sighed, closing his eyes and clapping his hands together. He looked exasperated and he looked at me with sad pleading eyes.

"Please, Tammy. I just want to be alone." He said, then, he walked to his bed and sat on it, staring into space.

I frowned. He was my brother, my twin brother. His problems were mine, and I couldn't just leave him in a time like this.

I walked towards him and sat next to him on the bed. He didn't acknowledge my presence, rather he stared head of him, into nothingness.

I sighed. "Ifeoluwa, Man—"
"Don't." He said immediately. "Don't mention her name."

I could hear the hurt in his voice, and it shattered my heart to pieces.

The room fell silent and all Ifeoluwa did was stare into space. I looked up at him, sighing sadly.

"Ifeoluwa, if you need to talk to anyone, I'm here. Okay?" I told him. "Just let me know when you're ready."

I moved away from him a bit and rested my head on the pillow under. I stared at the ceiling quietly.

Ifeoluwa sighed beside me. I darted my gaze to him and found him already looking at me. His eyes had never held so much sadness before, ever. I saw the raw, agonizing pain I knew he felt in his heart in his eyes and I wept inwardly for my brother.