BFFs: troubles within A Year

14. Siblings Fight

Halima's POV

We are at the National stadium, Abuja. Teemah has been avoiding me since we got down and I don't know what I did. The trip has been anything but boring. But I noticed that Ya Sa'eed has been gloomy since we left school. 

"Ya Sa'eed ban gane maka bafa {Ya Sa'eed I can't seem to understand you}. You've been i don't know is it moody I'll say or..." I say, standing beside him.

"Wallahi nima {i swear by Allah even me} I don't know why but I've been feeling down lately but don't worry, I'll get over it probably before tomorrow." I fake a gasp.

"Tomorrow?! Haba tomorrow is too far mana. Nikam toh I'll make you smile."

"Really? Well I'd like to see you try." He's already smiling.

"My work here is done. Cash please." I pull my hand out and turn my head to the back with my other hand on my waist. I look like all this senseless women in African magic Hausa asking her husband for kudin cefane.

"Toh you can manage this before we get home so that I can give you the full package." He turns my hand such that my palm is facing down and places a brief kiss on my hand then winks. I gasp again.

"Nikam ban isa bah, in mutu maza su bunne ni." I say shaking my index finger.

"Kar ki damu koh basu bunne ki bah ni {don't worry even if they don't bury you} I'll bury you." He flashes me a smile and I feign anger.

"So you want me to die kenan." I huff making him laugh.

We keep bickering until Teemah - who looks angry - comes with Kalt tailing behind her.

Fatima's POV

I finally find my lovely brother that dumped me. I'm very angry and frustrated. He told me that he would talk to me about something and that I should wait for him near the busses and he's here laughing like he has no care in the world.

I just turned Hamza down again but agreed to be his friend and I need to talk to someone. I need someone to tell me I made the right decision. I could've easily talked to Halli or Kalt but I don't want them to know anything about this. Even Hamza promised not to tell Ahmad and Freddy. I know I did the right thing but I still feel guilty.

Seeing that he's with Halli just angers me more. His sister has been looking for him and there he is doing God knows what! Oh God!

I walk over to where they are standing and drag Ya Sa'eed by the arm only for him to slap me. He raised his hand and slapped me right in the face, on my cheek, something not even Ammi or Abba have ever done.

I can feel the tears coming and blurring my vision but I won't allow them to pour. I hold them back and look up to his eyes, but he doesn't even look remorseful.

I hear Halli come up to me and hold me. I don't even know how I let the tears fall. I was too distracted to even know. I was looking at my brother, my biological brother, my Ya Sa'eed.

Even jokingly he has never raised his hand on me before, not even once. But, he just did that and he isn't even trying to show remorse for what he did. No. I nstead, he's as if he did something as normal as breathing. I push Halli who is trying to console me away.

"This is all your fault. No wait, why am I blaming you for my mistake? I shouldn't have come on this trip. My day has been very bad all thanks to my so called brother here that just slapped me across the face. But, no problem. Now I won't even stay here for you to slap again. I'm going to leave you alone all to yourself. That's what you've always wanted right?" He doesn't answer me. He just stands there looking at me blankly and that single act of his just fuels my anger.

"Well then you just got that. Thanks for showing me my place. Whenever you push me away I still try to get close to you again thinking as your immediate younger sister you will talk to me but you just showed me that there never was and never will be a brother-sister bond between us." I don't even know where that came from. I just know that I have had enough of everything.

I run to where the buses are parked. I enter and go to the extreme back of the bus and sat on the ground not minding that my sports wear will get dusty.

The familiar ache in my chest fills me up but that is the least I can remember. I can see my whole life playing in front of me like a movie.

From the first time I met Halli at Glisten, to the time AbdulHalim died.

AbdulHalim. My tears just come like a flood.

I cry and cry till I can't cry anymore. Then i fall asleep right there on the spot.

My whole encounter with Ya Sa'eed follow me to my dreams and haunt me together with the death of AbdulHalim.

I've had these nightmares about AbdulHalim's death from the day he died till when I entered jss 2. But Ya Sa'eed has brought them back.

Halima's POV

I watch as Teemah run with tears in her eyes.

"This is all your fault! And you are watching your sister walk away. What if she does something drastic? Oh why would you care? You just slapped her for no effing reason. Bakada imani wallahi. What if she was in trouble and she needed your help? Allah ya kyauta."

Kalt and Ya Sa'eed have never gotten along. They've always been on each other's necks so I'm not shocked.

Ya Sa'eed raised his hand to slap her too but she holds his hand and dropp it back down firmly.

"I'd keep my filthy hands to myself if I were you. I'm not Fatima. I'm UmmuKalthum Aliyu so you better mind yourself. If not that you are one of my best friend's brother wallahi I'd have made you regret knowing me since. Shashashan banza mugu kawai {foolish wicked human being}."

Kalt has never talked to anyone like that. She must be very angry. I watch her retreating figure as she leaves, probably to look for Teemah. I don't

Fatima's POV

I wake up to someone slightly shaking me. I open my eyes to see Amir. He looks so concerned and asks me what happened but not willing to tell anybody anything, I shake my head.

I stand up to walk away but I stagger due to dizziness. I hold one of the chairs for support and then suddenly headache washes over me.

I stagger to look for the lady's bathroom and when I find it, I enter. I look at the mirror in front of me. I look like someone that has cried for days nonstop.

My eyes are blood shot and swollen, the tip of my nose is pink and my cheeks are flushed. I wash my face severally till my eyes aren't red anymore though they are still a little bit puffy and red.

I remove my cap and pour water on my head, a remedy for headaches I learned from a novel I read.

Just as I wear my cap someone hits me on the head real hard and all I see is black.