The next few days that followed after were just depressing. Yinka moved into our house, Tony moved back into his 'parent's' house since he really didn't have any choice.
To be completely honest...I hated his parents, I really hated them. Well, his mom most especially. And I dare not preach forgiveness because if I was in his shoes, I would've ran away.
The next time I was in his house and his mother came, she seemed surprised to see me, and guess what the witch did? Apologize for calling me a slut. Now, if I didn't know the wicked things she had done to her son, I would've melted at her kind face and immediately forgive her.
But thinking about everything she did to him, including raping him by herself? No. That's not happening at all. So when she apologized, I simply hissed and walked away...I mean, she deserves more.
"Hey" Temi said hugging me. I wrapped my hands around her and leaned my head on her chest. "You're thinking too much. Don't go and carry stroke abi heart attack o"
I patted her head just to annoy her but she pushed my hand away and glared at me "don't even try it again. Or you'll not find anything on your head called hair, by tomorrow"
I laughed and walked away to my next class when someone wrapped their hand around me and pulled me to a dark corner.
I opened my mouth to shout but they clamped my mouth with their hand
"It's me...Tony. Stop...you're biting me! You're biting me! Stop it!"
I realised what I was doing and immediately stopped biting him "what the hell is wrong wi--"
"I'm leaving!" He blurted
"Wait...what?"
"My...My M-Mom wants us to go back to America. She has booked the tickets and everything...I don't know" He muttered.
"Tony! What are you saying? I don't understand! You're leaving me? Why? Why are you leaving? Why can't you talk to your mom? Do you understand what..."
I didn't finish the rest as I burst into tears. Here I was, crying over the boy I used to hate a lot.
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COLD (a nigerian story)
Teen Fiction"Nevaeh you need to understand that life ain't a bed of roses. It has it's ups and downs but that doesn't mean you should blame God for that! Once in a while you lose people you love. It's not because God hates you or because he doesn't exists. It's...
