BEING SKINNY IN NIGERIA

you've been stalking me you stalker!:chapter 8

I got home, and as usual my everything was all over the place, I walked into the kitchen to find mum making a new recipe, mum is a stay at home wife, she dedicates her whole day into being a house wife, but my mum has always hated staying idle, she owns a supermarket dad built for her, but she rarely goes there, she also works online as a food blogger, she works for one nutrition blah blah blah company, and I so love it cause I get to taste new recipes everyday

"What are you making today" I ask mum

"Apple pie"

"Apple as a pie,  that would be eww, but mum I'll still taste it when you're done, what are we eating for lunch?"

"For starters Amina, go to that living room and pick up all your school wear littered all around take them to the washing machine, what I mean is wash them when you get there, don't just dump it there like the last time, after you're done with that you go upstairs take a very good shower then come downstairs in the microwave is your lunch"

"Ugh so much work!" I say as I proceed to do the things that will get me close to my lunch

Immediately Aishat walks in "good afternoon mum,  why is this one cleaning up?"

"Well thanks for asking, it's cause I'm a responsible child unlike you, who since 3:30 that school closed is just coming back now" I say to Aishat, as I head to the laundry room

"Cut that crap, I'm sure mum have used food to get you to do that, it's only food you love and it's not like it's even showing on you" she says walking up to her room

I stand with my clothes on the washing machine ,hurt, I know she didn't mean that but it just hurts me that she's pointing it out even if I know it and I know she's right. I put in the clothes and set the timer as I leave to take a shower.

After showering I pick up my phone to see the new messages hoping it's from Eno but no its from stupid drake,  I mark them as read as I ignore the message without bothering to read it, I dump the phone on my bed and head downstairs

I put my clothes in the dryer as I rush to the microwave, take my steaming hot yam and egg sauce and hurry upstairs before mum realises I'm eating in my room. I jam the door shut as I check the time on the wall almost 7, woah time is running really fast.

I pick up my phone and head to instagram, my beingskinnyinnigeria page, last time I talked about something totally different, I told about sexual harassment and  domestic violence , how to get away from a toxic relationship cause I know how it feels, it hurts real bad, I had an aunt of mine who was assaulted by her husband and she didn't tell anyone and how did we get to know about it, she died, he beat her to death, my mum's younger sister wasted that day and I've never seen my mum cry that much.

Scrolling the comments on the last vlog I saw one comment that caught my attention, the account looks weird it was opened three days ago, it said

"How can I help someone close to me get away from it, it's hard for us but I want her to be safe, even if it's just her, I can't lose her too"

Wow people have been commenting on how relevant the topic was and one or two experience they've heard of but no one has actually commented on how to help someone close to them and this person also seem like they are also being assaulted. I quickly checked their profile to see that it's a boy, I'll have to do some research to help the person with answers, but for now I have to eat this sweet food that's looking at me directly in the eyes.

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I've been ignoring drake for almost a day and whenever I saw him I hid cause I really do not want to have any conversation with him, I'm about to pick up my pen that fell out of my book when someone else picks it up