"I'll be back Hajiya. I just remembered I forgot something in the office."
I stormed out of the house not bothering to wait for her reply. I got into my car and drove out. One destination in mind.
Hassan Mohammed lived in Maitama, I got to his house in less than 30 minutes. The automatic gate swung open and I drove in.
I got out and walked to the front door of the white coloured duplex. I rang the bell, my hands in fists aching to cause him grievous harm.
The door opened to reveal him.
"What are..."
"What exactly is your problem?!" I snarled. He rolled his eyes and walked into the house, leaving the door open.
I stormed into the house, he turned, leaning against the wall.
"Why are you trying to intrude into my life? Don't you have anything better to do? Hasn't your father done enough damage to my life?" I shouted. He didn't say anything instead he just stared at me.
"Well? Answer me!!!" I snapped.
"Your ego is going to be the doom of you Abubakar. Whatever is going on between you and my father is none of my business. Hell, I wish he would just give you your company so you can do whatever you want with it. And about the clothes, I didn't do it for you. I did it for her." He replied.
"Yeah right" I snorted "you are always there, waiting for me to mess up just so that you can swoop in and be the hero."
He rolled his eyes at me. "Now you are just being delusional. The sun doesn't revolve around you neither does my life. But this shitty persona you built is full of shit. Hell where are all your so called friends? They left the moment they heard you had been cut off."
I swallowed hard looking away from him.
"I'm not the bad guy here. We were once friends, unfortunate circumstances led to us to this stage but I want you to no I mean you no harm." He finished.
All the rage in me left and I sat on the chair closest to me.
"How did you even know about her?" I asked staring at my hands.
"Baba sent me to take a file to Hajiya and I saw her then I saw your at that boutique and I put two and two toget..."
"She's not mine" I cut him off.
"I know. You might be stupid but not that stupid." He replied coming over to take a seat opposite me.
"Does he know?" I asked hesitantly.
"No, I don't think so." He replied. "You didn't tell him?" I inquired. Snorting and rolling his eyes, he shook his head.
"The old man would probably have an aneurysm" he said chuckling.
"Reminds me of when the school thought you and Jack were missing. Turns out you were at the Fieldhouse. I have never seen Baba Mohammad look so red before." I laughed, Hassan joined in, laughing.
"I thought he would pull me by the ear or something." He chuckled.
"Headmaster Charles had to pull him to the side."
"Hey do you remember The Head of the Charles Regatta?" He asked.
"Which one?" I inquired.
"The last one before we graduated." He answered.
"Oh man!!! I almost died" I said laughing.
"Fucking Mubarak thought it was a good idea to take a swim at night. He suggested we leave your body there and sneak back into our camp." He said.
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Saving Abba
General Fiction"Why?" she whispered. "WHY?!!! ABUBAKAR WHY?!!!" she screamed. Her voice sounded inhumane. I flinched and watched as she broke down crying again. "Look at the pain you are causing her" my father's voice uttered behind me. I couldn't look away from...