Good morning from Nigeria, I apologise a whole lot. But first, let's celebrate the 200 reads and 81 votes!!
We will be taking a delve into Tiresinmi's point of view.
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Tiresinmi had one word about the seemingly beautiful Friday; weird. He tried to put his mind together but they ran everywhere frustrating his peace. A huge part of him regretted having to listen to Drey but he couldn't say no as he would look weak. That was a lie, a very big fat lie, the truth was that he was scared the same way he had been scared all his life.
He was scared of Drey doing something stupid, he'd never want his friend to end up like him; a murderer. And fear was the biggest emotion he had always been scared of. Fear of people finding out about his scars, fear of his sweet mother finding out that her innocent son had lost his innocence when he was just eight, fear that his not-so-innocent friend would allow his anger to turn him into a bad person.
"Hey, man." Drey jolted him back to reality.
"Bro, what was that for?" Tire grumbled.
"Seriously? I don't know why you are acting like this. Where is Tiresinmi I know, the one always ready to spill blood and deal with anyone messing with him?"
"I actually don't know where he is today."
"Then you have to find him, 'cause dude, you can't be spacing out every minute when we are already at the fool's house."
"What?" Tiresinmi's eyes shot up, their car was parked opposite Korede's gate.
"Don't you want to end all this?"
"I am not sure."
"You are not sure." Drey burst into a dry laugh. "You are freaking not sure! Tiresinmi, imagine that, Korede gets to your Dad and tells him every single damn thing that we did then our entire life will be fucked up."
Tiresinmi chuckled.
"Why the heck are you laughing?"
"Drey, our lives are fucked already. We are just two existing human beings walking this earth with nothing to show and after we die that's the end."
"Are you high? Have you been talking to my psychopath brother 'cause this does not sound like you?"
"This has nothing to do with your twin bro."
"SHUT UP! SHUT THE F- UP!!" Drey hit the steering wheel.
"Drey, can you calm down?"
"CALM DOWN! YOU ARE FREAKING TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN!! I HAVE WARNED YOU TO STOP CALLING THAT FREAK MY TWIN BROTHER!!!"
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