GAME OF CARDS.

ENEMY WEAKENED

Nathaniel's POV
Weeks into college was so boring and surprisingly the environment was chill. Very calm area. That was all I needed till I graduated. It was a month into the first semester and I am definitely sure we'll be done with our first semester in three months time.

I  always wanted to keep mom proud of me. I didnt want her to keep stressing over my academics. After all, Uncle Zikel was already taking care of my academics and personal affairs. I will always be grateful to 🙏 him. He has been a great help ever since my dad passed out and has be taking care of my mom's mental health. I was more than grateful.

If there was anyone in my family that I would lay my life down for, it would be Uncle Zik. I walked into the class only to be unease by the silent but tense environment. I looked around and was choked by the gazes boring holes into me. Silently, l walked slowly to my seat and sat in surprise as I heard murmuring fill the hall.

" Where the fuck were you. Where were you bitch. What do you think you're doing. What the hell. " I have never seen Eric this tensed and broken before. His eyes screamed sadness and his jaw clenched so tight like he was trying to resist the urge of kicking my ass.

I sat confused and mind void of understanding. I ransacked my brain but couldn't find the answer that suits best. The look on my face clearly showed the amount of confusion I held.
" What?" I couldn't help but ask.
Why exactly was Eric so close to crying.

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Tiffany's POV
" Where are all the student of this class." Miss Mary anne's face screamed danger.

The students of this class were always used to missing this class. The subject
" Mental and emotional education" was instructed by the school board to be added to the curriculum.

It was never an important subject but Breem college found it best to be added, in other to enlighten us about our rights and how to be...

Mumbling filled the class. Knowing miss Mary Anne, she lost her temper.
" You Tiffany! Where's Sebastian."
She asked giving me a furious gaze.
" Hmm." Fear gripped me. Why was the question referred to me out of over 30 students in the class.

" Sebas...tian? I have no idea, mam." I tried as best as I could to be nice and talk politely. " How and why don't you know. I thought Sebastian was your boyfriend?" She said and I nearly choked on my saliva.
" Sorry mam but, he isn't." I said boldly not even flinching a bit. The students gasped in shock and some in disappointment.

" Interesting." She chuckled softly but creepily.
" I'm..... not?" I hear a voice full of sadness and pain say. I turned to the direction of the speech only to see Eric filled with emotions and he tried so hard to hold back.
I heaved a sigh of defeat as I looked at him in pity.

" It's not that, em..." I find it so hard to speak because of I felt his eyes boring holes into me.
" It's not that what? What are you doing, Tiff. I don't...get. All ma life I've been devoted to you and ya treat me like shit. Darn Tiff, darn!" O couldn't believe he could still hold back his tears. Here is the guy that keeps bullying my crush." I thought looking at him in slight disgust.

" This is ma life. I choose what i want. I'm tired of this relationship. I'm sorry, Eri." I said sadly.
" It because of that bitch right. That asshole brainwashed you." He wailed.
" No. I told you I don't do British anymore." I said and sat on my seat.
He walked to his seat face felt and saddened.

" Where's Nath." Miss Mary Anne asked. How she got to know him, I had no clue of.
Mumurming filled the class and she started her lessons right away.

Eric's POV
I just came into the hallway and was glad that I was going to meet Tiffany and apologize 😔 to her. Happily, I increased my steps towards the class. Before getting in, I heard Miss Mary Anne ask Tiffany about me. Slightly, I opened the door to hear her response.

Sorry mam but he isn't.  Her reply came as a bombshell. My heart was shattered 💔.
" I'm.... not?" I couldn't help but say.
She tries to give me a shabby reply and I jump in immediately.
I tried so hard to hold back my tears.

Why the hell was Tiffany acting like this. She doesn't understand that I love her.
I blamed it all on that wet donkey, Nathaniel. In rage, I asked her the reason behind her actions.

I told you I don't do British anymore
When she made this statement, I knew all hope was lost and I walked up to my seat, face fell.

(Back to reality)
"What?" I couldn't help but ask. Why exactly was Eric so close to crying. I watched him kneel infront of me definitely denting his image.

"What have you done to my gf. What have you done to Gelda. Please give her back. Please." Droplets of tears made their way down his cheek.

" Gelda? " I was more than confused. I felt like this was one of his sick plans.

"Tiffany. I mean Tiffany." He explained. Immediately, my face formed a frown. I sighed and looked away. I was now looking at my lecturer who seemed to be interested in this. I fold my arms and look at him with my side eye.

" Three words. I... don't...date. So stay away from me." I said finally. He left so tired, sad and weakened.

" This new Eric, me likey." I thought with a smile plastered on my face.
Indeed, my worst nightmare was paying for his crimes.

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