CHAPTER SEVEN

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The sound of Fred whistling all over the house woke me up to see that I slept on the floor with blood all over. I rushed down stairs out of fear and confusion I forgot about the deep cut on my hand thinking I was shot while I was sleeping.
"They didn't succeeded in killing me,how will I get the bullet out?!!!" I panicked.
"But I don't fell pain any where"
"Husyy baby!!" Fred shouted making me to scatter into a million pieces running up stairs and closing the door behind me with a lock.

Hamza's POV
Sipping my hot coffee and checking the lists of what to do with my enemy a loud knock on my door made me to shout who the hell it was and Fred slightly opened the door.
"Oga, there is problem oo" he said adjusting his belt.
What has he done!?.
"What?" I asked trying not to show concern.
"Hussy baby....." He said but I cut him off.
"What happened to her?" I asked standing on my feet.
"Well I was walking around the house and I saw her run down stairs with blood all over her body"
"How? Where is she?.
"She don run commot" he replied.
Commot where? " I asked.
"Her room" he replied.
My mind was already in my room but my body wasn't I didn't want to show Fred that I cared.
I walker up the stairs to her room and placed a light knock on the door.

Husaibah POV
The thing I always do when am sad and depressed. I am depressed. I would interlock my fingers and squeas them hard it hurt.
"Ouch!!!" I realized I had a deep cut on my hand exposing my flesh.
I ran to the toilet and washed it under a running tap.
"Did I have a dream or something?"
"I can't remember but I washed this last night and dressed it"
"How did I get this cut?"
My head was aching badly and my heart beat was increasing. Am I forgetting things!?. I looked around the room and found nothing farmilair to me. My head was spinning round and the knock on the door made it spin more. I couldn't breath anymore I gave up. I collapsed.

Hamza's POV
"What are you doing in there?" I asked for the third time but there was no response.
A loud thud coming from the room made me break in to see Husaibah's lifeless body laying across the room. Fred and I rushed over to her, her body was cold so was her expression. Her eyes were purple and her lips were dried and red.
"Call the doctor" I shouted holding on to her head on my shoulders.
Fred ran out of the  room leaving me to cry my lungs out in silent.
Why am I crying? I asked my self as I realised the pool of blood on the floor I checked each and every part of her body to see if there is any cut and I found one on my wrist and deep large cut.
Her eyes were slightly opening and she was trying to say something but the atmosphere took over her. I could hear her struggle to breath.
Slowly her eyes were closing it looked hard for her.
"No stay with me, Husaibah?" I said tapping her cheeks.
The name Husaibah sounded new and beautiful to me when I heard myself call it.
"Fred!! Hurry up nah!!" I shouted.

Faraz POV
Noises were coming from different directions I couldn't hear or figure out what they were saying.
Hussy left without tying me back so I was free. I peeped through the window and nobody was there.
Walking out of the room I felt new and happy suddenly, the tall huge guy who always served me food and beatings ran across the room like a flash without even noticing me. I followed his trail upstairs to a room where I saw Husaibah lying lifeless and a guy sitting next to her with his both hands on his head, sad and angry.
What's wrong!?.
I didn't hesitate to walk over her, I wasn't afraid of anything I was just curious to know want was wrong.

"What happened to her?" I asked kneeling close to her to touch her cold feet.
Is she dead?!.
"What the fuck are you doing out here" thundered the guy sitting next to her, he was ready to kill.
I move back a little to avoid been killed in a instant.
"Is she dead? I asked  feeling sick and stupid for asking that.
" No' he replied simply.
"Go back to your room" he said pointing at the door
"Please, I......"
"Fred take him away" he ordered
"Get up" Fred shrugging his shoulders.
Who is she to them? They seemed devastated about what just happened to her.
I made my way out to my room and he locked the foot behind me leaving me and the world of thoughts to crash over me.
"I don't understand any of these"
"Could she be a prostitute?
"Maybe she herd and the governors son so she decided to make her move"No! She can't be. She looks so innocent and too beautiful to be like that.
"But you never what's under the stone until you lift it"
I miss home though I don't spend time with them. I miss my step mom dad and my brother.
"My boy am here for you, always remember that" Hajiya Umma would always when I have a problem.

Husaibah POV
The feeling of been held onto made me sick and calm. The pain in my body was gone I felt good and fine.
The fell deep into slumber. A slumber u never want to get out of.
Umma,Abba and I leaving happy again.
I can't seem to understand why we got separated but all I know is I miss them.



Jabo's POV
The last property of sani I had was a black catapult he always used in catching birds for dinner.
I held it with so much love and hatred for who took him away from me. I vowed never to go back to our village because I didn't want to answer their questions.
Umma, Abba, yaya hamza, yaya Ahmed, Yaya saminu,and yaya salim. They left us all alone.

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