TODAY'S WORLD

04

      
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"It's nadeem.....please just drop it untill i reach home"

Says farida in a calming way.

Ziyada is already panicking. Her thoughts raging.

"Just tell me what it is farida"

she could hear farida sigh through the phone.

"ok am sending it now"

She hang up.

Before ziyada keep the phone down a message pop with a link. And then,immedietely after.

''I'm so sorry ziyada''

In that instant it hit ziyada. Even before she open the link.

The stupidity of what she did.

*

TWO YEARS BACK.

Ziyada nura is the 2nd daughter of four in her family.

Mal.Nura is a respectful poor man in their society. He is a small marketer who struggles to make ends meet being him having all girls as children.

He really tried his best with the help of a good wife to brought up there children to their best ability. His first daughter is a sickle cell positive.

With her being constantly ill securing a steady future seems to be difficult. Which result to ziyada's parents putting all there hope on her. Putting her in an average private school they could afford.

After her graduation. They sold their house,bought a smaller one and save the money for ziyada's further education.

She luckly got admission into buk to study law. Where she met farida and they instantly connect.

Farida is from a rich family but simple and understanding.

High institution life touched ziyada in all the bad ways.

The desire to fit in to the highest cliques.

She is the good girl type who eat approval and live for it.

Back in her house she spend her whole life developing a finely honed radar for detecting anything that could potentially cause people to love her less.

But being exposed to a new life. Things started changing. She met nadeem. The school play boy. Stuffs started to unfold.

With farida as her friend and smacking some sense into her now and then helped keep her in check on some level.

*

PRESENT.

She clicked the link. The screen filled up with a picture of her. Topless and nadeem's hand on her chest. But of course his face is hidden. She look and take a deep breath closing her eyes. She could actually feel it.

The solid ground of her life cracking open. It sounds too dramatic when put that way she know. But she can't think of a way to describe it. One minute she was on a firm footing. A nineteen year-old on track and now.......well.

The shock of it didn't take any time at all to sink in. It sank in immedietely.

Traveling some kind of shortcut path from her eyes to the area of her brain that had made a quiet, private list of the consequences of those photos the second she let nadeem took them.

-Everyone will see her,mock her,hate her.

-She will never be a lawyer -never get elected to office

-and her parent's

"O.M.G"

Ziyada said with horrow.

"this changes everything"

she said aloud. Seeing those pictures-she is devastated.

Because deep down she do know.

That night when she was fooling around with nadeem in his room and he'd lifted his iPhone in the air and aimed it at her face.

Her good girl radar told her it was a very bad idea.Such a bad idea.

But she overrode it, because nadeem was in a mood and she thought playing along will bring him out of it. She trust him at the time.

He would never do something to jeoperdize her. But he did. He must have.

The website identified her as ziyada nura from kaduna. And nadeem was the only one who had those pictures.

Either he put them there or he gave them to someone who did. With shaky hands she continues to check all the other pictures.

There were 8 shots of her. One with her completely naked and a cartoon bubble that said.

''I'm a frigid bitch who needs to get FUCKED!!!"

She couldn't breathe. She couldn't cry. She couldn't really believe it. The page had four hundred sisxty two comments.

Four.Hundred.Sixty.Two in just two hours.

Her legs couldn't hold her. She collapsed on the carpet and thumbed through the first few screens of comments.

The the next few.

Screen after screen.

'she has nice tits'

'i'd hit that'

'what an ugly slut'

'hot very hot'

'an embarassment to your family'

That last comment hit her somewhere that hurt because it is the truth.

She is an embassment!!!

Every word she read--every filthy thing some basement-dwelling Internet creep said about her.

She thought.

"this is my fault"

She should never have let nadeem take those pictures. She should never have send them the ones she did.

She knew it when she send them and when she let him took them. She knew it after.

She had a fleeting,urgent impulse to beg him to let her delete every single photo of her off his phone after she slapped him.

She let it go because she don't know where to start.

She sit there for what seems to be a long time,scrolling and reading,wiping tears from her eyes with the back of her free hand.

She is panting more than breathing. Panicking more than thinking.

Too disoriented to have anything like a coherent plan. She think she is mourning the end of something without even knowing it had ended.

It wasn't untill farida text her again.

'R u ok?'

that she really understand. She thought about how she would have seen.

She know and ziyada have to face her. And she thought about how it wouldn't be just farida.

It would be everybody. That's when it hit her that she would never be okay again................!!!

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