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Ersana.

I came to see Amaya.
She and I haven't met since the day Jazeel came by and I know it's because she's hurt I didn't tell her about him. She probably feels betrayed and honestly I did want to tell her but I was scared.

"Hey there" I say with the sweetest smile when I open their bedroom door and peep in.
She ignores me and continues using her phone.

"Come in Sana" Zainab her older sister says "Lemme leave the room for you" she gives me a light hug and walks out.

I rush over to her side, linking my arms with hers before handing her a paper bag. I bought her her favorite chocolates and two packs of strawberries.
"You really think this is going to make me forgive you?"

I shake my head "No but I'm determined to do whatever necessary to make sure you do".
She turns away using her phone.
"Amayaaaaa" I call out her name tauntingly "Come on"

She glares at me "Why didn't you tell me? Was it him? Did he ask you not to tell me? To keep it a secret?"
I shake my head "No, Wallahi we never even spoke about you"

She gasps "Never? Wow. Somehow you just made things worse"
"It's not that he told me to keep it a secret, neither is it because I didn't want you to but—" maybe you should have thought of a more clever thing to say so I just said the first thing that came to my mind "I wasn't sure if I wanted to be with him. At first it was just to kill time but eventually—I realized he wasn't so bad after all".

She nods "Of course he's not. And if you had told me earlier I would have told you that. He's a great guy"
"He told me you two are close"

"And you said you didn't talk about me"
I chuckle "I meant before you found out. But we talked about you last night, he told me you're the only one he talks to. It made me feel happy"

Or maybe uncomfortable.
Could this be karma?
Something I'll tell you eventually but for now, I want to stick to my 'good girl image'.

I'll honest about one thing, I don't like their friendship. After what happened with Tariq I promised that I'll never like the same man as Asiya or date a guy she's close with. At first I did like the fact that they didn't get along, he told me that and then all of a sudden he says they just had a misunderstanding and she's really cool—it's not like I suspect anything but I just don't like it, not one bit.

"So, what should we do?"
I raise my eyebrows "Huh?"
"Are just going to sit here? What should we do? Netflix and chill, just talk, use our phones in silence or what?"

I shrug.
A part of me wanted Jazeel to just show up, I wanted to show him off—kinda show everyone he's off limits but I doubt he would, at least even if he did he'd never come inside the main house.

I sigh "Maybe use our phones?"
She nods and continues.
A lot was going through my mind about him, a lot. Like what he's doing? If he's actually serious about me and all that but most especially his friendship with Amaya.

I know you're probably wondering why it bothers me so much but I don't really want to say it now. For now, let's just leave it that way.


::

Fareed's mother came into town.
Yes, we are living in her house but she's juggling between Abuja and Kaduna for work and her business.

"My boy, you look so thin" she says pulling his nonexistent cheeks.
I roll my eyes "Thin? He's been eating a lot"

She pulls him and sit on the couch "Hope you both are good? Handling everything okay?" She turns to me.
"Perfectly"
"And he hasn't bothered you at all?"

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